"So you really don't know know what the G stands for?" she asks, twining her hand with his.

"Not a clue," he answers, glancing down at their hands. Her tanned skin is prominent against his, perpetually pale despite living in Los Angeles. "You're awfully adamant about this, Eva."

"I can't imagine not having a name, is all," she says. "I'm trying to picture someone trying to get your attention when you were a kid."

"I thought G was a name," he says with a shrug. "It wasn't 'til a while later that I realized not everyone's name was just an initial."

She bites her lip and smiles a bit. "I guess I just never pictured myself having sex with someone who goes by an initial."

He laughs out loud, a sound that makes her smile fully and butterflies take flight within.

A/N: This is based off a conversation Callen has with the Secret Service agent in "Keepin' It Real." The lines are something like, he has this rule about not dating cops and she says she must have been one hell of a cop and he's like yeah, she was. So, of course, that's inspiration. The title means Drops of Sweet Water and is a Juanes song (he's amazing.) I'll be continuing with random drabbles. Yay.