So first and foremost, I'm french so for any mistake : je suis désolée !

Then, I need to say that there will be another chapter but I'm not sure when. I'm preparing for a national competitive examination and it's in eleven days (kill me now please!).

But for now : bonne lecture. Enjoy !

« I think you should leave. » It was the first thing said in ten minutes and what had been a joke in the beginning had quickly turned into something else. It was not an argument. There was no yelling, just this slow realization making Marty feel cold all the way to his bones. He could see in his head his heart turning to ice and slowly breaking.

"I'm not leaving Deeks, it's 3 am."

"Let me reformulate that : I want you to leave Callen."

"Why ? Just because I don't want the team to know ? Come on man, are you serious ?"

Marty looked at the man inside his bed and thought about all the things he had tried to ignore this past few months. The fact that Callen was always on Sam's side when Sam gives Marty a hard time for being "a cop". The fact that the only times Callen takes any initiative in their relationship, it's to initiate sex. The fact that Callen would not let him use any name but Callen, even in private. In his head, Marty calls him G, sweetheart, gorgeous... He did try to call him love once but it had not gone too well. It seems like every little things that bothered Marty had suddenly become an insurmountable obstacle.

"I am. I want you to leave and it's not because you don't want to tell the team. I don't want to tell them. It's just that… Damn, I… It's not because you don't want to, it's because you don't even think about it. You said it yourself : it's just not going to happen. Well, I may not want to tell them right now but I thought about it, I think about it, often. I try to imagine how they will react, what they will say, what choice I would have to make. Would I go back to the force or to being a lawyer if we can't be on the same team anymore?" Marty stopped a moment to breathe and look at Callen. And all he saw in Callen's eyes just makes him surer about what he's doing. Even if it hurts like hell, it's the right decision for him. Maybe even for them both. "But you, you Callen, you don't even think about telling them. It's like there is nothing to say, like there is nothing at all, like you don't have to think about telling them because it's not something important or because you know it's going to end. It's like even in your mind we don't stand a chance. I think I finally understand why you sometimes act like you don't care about me, it's because you don't… Please, leave. I'll see you at work." Marty turned over and tried to go to sleep, listening Callen leave.

Callen sat in Marty's bed for what seems to be a lifetime, listening to Marty until there was no other choice but leaving. He played with the idea of going home for a while but like he said to Marty it was past 3 am, and insomniac or not, he doubted his ability to sleep after that. Callen had been shocked into silence by Marty's monologue.' He thought about going back to be a lawyer if we can't stay on the same team… But he loves NCIS and he loves to work with us, does that mean that he loves me more ? Does he love me ? Oh God, he loves me ! And he thinks I don't care about him. Do I care ? Of course I care, he's my team-mate… Is that the only reason I care ? 'Callen was so lost in his thought that he didn't see Eric and Nell coming in three hours later.

"Hey Deeks, you're late. Again." That got Callen's attention. Marty was here and Sam was already reprimanding him and it seems like Kensi was going to add something, Callen hoped they'll let him out of it. He didn't quite know how to behave. Should he act like nothing happened ? It could comfort Marty into thinking he doesn't care. Should he defend Marty ? It would seem strange to Sam and Kensi…

"Did you have a hot date ? Or maybe not, you don't look extra happy… So she didn't want that last drink to your apartment, eh ?" Kensi looked at Sam and both laughed at Deeks.

"AH AH AH. You're so funny. And really, a gentleman never tells…" Deeks was smiling and if Callen didn't know better, it would have said that nothing happened last night. It seemed like Marty was really good at concealing what he was feeling, like all the things he said last night. How could he have never thought about Marty's feelings on their relationship ? Callen was always in the moment, few thoughts of yesterday, even less of tomorrow but he knows that's just who he is and that it's not how the majority of people view their life. He should have known better. He should have done a lot of things differently, he should have started by calling him Marty –he always calls him Marty in his head but he just realized that he never did in reality, maybe once but not when it counted.

"Callen ? Callen !" Sam's voice interrupted Callen's thoughts and when he looked at them he saw that they were looking at him strangely, especially Sam. "Are you alright ?"

'Damn', it was so going to be a long day…