Not At Home.
Words: 745
Couple: Nell Jones and G Callen.
TV Show: NCIS: Los Angeles
Disclaimer: All characters/quotes you recognise belong to Shane Brennan. All mistakes are mine.
Based on the sneak peek for 'Out of the Past' that may seem it's Nelric but it has Nallen written all over the ending.
Established Nell/Callen.
Characters may seem slightly OC.

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The phone on the bedside table was vibrating, and it only just brought her from her sleep. Her eyes blinking at the light shining through the window between the small crack in the curtains. Moving her hand along the sheets to find a cold empty bed her eyes snapped open. Finally aware of her surroundings and the pounding in her head, she sat up.

The comforter on the other side of the bed was thrown back, and looking around the room she saw the clothes from the night before thrown over the room. Frowning slightly, she turned to find the alarm clock disconnected. A small smile touched her lips when she remembered tripping over the cord and pulling the plug out as they had stumbled into a messy heap on the bed.

Rubbing her eyes with one hand, she reached to grab the other, seeing her partner's name on the caller ID she answered.

"Where are you! We have a case and Hetty didn't say anything about you being assigned anywhere else today, and you're not here! I've called about a hundred times Nell, what the hell!"
"Eric, what's going on?" she replied with a yawn.
"It's nearly mid-day and you're not at work."
Her eyes widened, pulling the phone away from her ear to look at the time, "shit. I'll be there in twenty."

She threw the phone back on the bed without any hesitation, springing from the mattress and running through the house to the laundry. Swearing at herself she smacked her head lightly against the door frame, looking at the dirty pile of washing on the floor and her only dress poking out the top.

She raced back to the bedroom, throwing on the clothes that were scattered across the bedroom floor, struggling to button up the dress as she wrestled with her hair, ultimately giving up when she realised that brushing it wouldn't matter, it wasn't going to help.

Picking her keys off of the brown bench top as she passed the kitchen and raced through the front door, she completely ignored the small slip of paper on the bench with his hand-writing. 'Told Hetty you won't be coming in today. Just sleep it off.'

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Nell Jones bounded into the ops centre, stopping the debrief occurring at the time. She dropped her now broken heels on the ground next to her desk and sat down, trying to divert attention from the red hot blush burning her cheeks, she turned the computer on and made to start working on reports.

"Sam and I will go to the apartment and go through his files again, maybe we missed the code the first time around," G Callen announced, bringing the attention away from the embarrassed intelligence analyst, "Kensi and Deeks, go talk to the girlfriend again, I have a feeling she was lying about something. Eric you should probably come with Sam and I, just incase."

The younger man nodded, following Sam Hanna from the room with the sound of his flip-flops clapping against his heels as he did. Waiting for the rest of his team to leave, the ex-CIA operative turned to Nell, watching her turn around, with raised eyebrows.

"You let me sleep in."
"You needed it."
"I was late for work, really late."
"I told Hetty that you weren't coming in today."
"What gave you that right?"
"I'm not going to argue with you now, not here Pixie."

She sighed, running her fingers through her knotted hair. Looking down at her clothes the crinkled button up dress making her fell dirty and ashamed of something she knew she shouldn't be.

"I didn't have any clothes at your place, they were all in the wash," she explained, trying to flatten it with her hands.
"There's one way to change that, you know."
"G, don't. Just, please. Not now."
"Just think about it Nell, but you don't have to answer yet, it's just an idea."

He gave her a small smile, promising to stop by her place and grab her a change of clothes before coming back to ops, and left the room. Sighing again she rested her elbows on her knees, her face in her hands. As the computer beeped behind her she slowly turned around, knowing that the out-of-character G Callen was going to be back later and she'll have to answer.

But how do you answer to something so committing, with someone who can't commit?

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Uh. So when I started this it was the day before the ep aired and I'd only just seen the sneak peek where Nell calls Eric on the thingy-ma-bob and Eric says something then Callen walked in and then yeah. But uh, I didn't think it'd turn into this.

I'm almost finished, which means it shouldn't become abandoned like 'Told From Here' (WHICH I AM WORKING ON! I JUST HAVE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT HORRIBLE DANGER I SHALL PUT NELL JONES AND G CALLEN THROUGH! /leevilpaigee!) and it should be a three-parter. I hope only three parter. I said that about 'For Sale' and look where I am...

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