Callen was almost ready to start a new day, it was just put the shirt on. But in that moment, his memory travel in to the day that she left, the day he had realize how much she mean to him. And now, a year later there was nothing he could do to bring her back…
A Year ago…
Callen woke up and saw that she wasn't in the bed. He started looking for her and when he finally saw her in the kitchen he took a deep breath.
"You scared me."
"Sorry, you're sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up."
"You should have!"
"Ok, ok. I get the picture."
"I would get dressed."
When he was ready to leave, he went to the kitchen and she was gone. On the table there was a letter from her. A letter saying goodbye. He fall in to his knees and, for as incredible as it sounds, he started crying. He had lost the only women he ever loved.
He picked his cell and called Sam. When Callen heard Sam's voice he was devastated. Sam tried hard to Callen speak with him but even the fact that Callen had stop crying he couldn't speak. Sam decided to go to Callen's house and what he saw has…
Sam was speechless. What could have happen to Callen been on so bad conditions? He had been shot, had been close to died and yet Sam had never saw Callen like this.
"Callen!" Sam tried to get his attention. "Callen, what the hell happed?"
Callen got back to reality and saw Sam right by his side. Callen knew he had scared him off. Sam was his best friend and after what he had been through he had never saw Callen broken down.
"Please Callen. Talk to me!" You could notice the panic in his voice.
"She left Sam." Callen finally let a phrase pass through his mouth.
"What?" Sam was even more confused now that he was when he got there.
"She left me Sam. She is gone. I lost her."
"Who?"
"Kensi. She left me."
Sam understood now why Callen was like this. Kensi was the one that made Callen more down to earth, more self-conscious and more careful.