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It started out as a normal day for Callen. He came into the base with Sam after getting donuts.

"I told you, G. The high way is busy in morning rush hour!" Sam complacently told Callen.

"Nonsense! We went to get donuts and everyone wants these delicious donuts so the traffic was the donuts fault!"

"Oh hell no. Don't blame anything on these delectable donuts. Shh…he didn't mean it." Sam says to his donut as he pets it. Callen rolls his eyes at this.

"Whoa, Sam, do I need to leave you two alone? I am sure Hetty is more than okay with lending you a dress for your donut friend." Sam and Callen both laugh at this. Callen suddenly stops. Sam notices this and keeps walking as he says.

"That's funny G. But I am going to ignore that and eat my donut in peace." Sam stuffs the powdered pastry into his mouth before encountering Hetty. Callen smiles as he sneaks into a room. He turns around to bump into Kensi.

She blushes a crimson red and ignores the butterflies she suddenly feels when Callen touches her.

"Ohh…Callen. What are you doing in the girl's room?" Kensi asks Callen. Realizing the mistake he made, Callen stumbles backward out of the door as Kensi follows him.

"Um, nothing. I just had to get out of Hetty's way. You know how she gets." He sees her slink away carefully, smiling at Callen.

"How do I get Mr. Callen?" Hetty patiently taps her foot, just as he is about to give her an answer. Eric whistles over the balcony.

"We've got a big one." And with that everyone walks upstairs. When they reach the control room, director Vance is on the screen.

"As you see on your screen, several army bases have been broken into and have weapons missing. We tracked evidence to one of these five men. Shakir Alazar. He is an Afghanistan native known to be the leader of a deadly opposition group to the US involvement. The Iran Consulate has helped us in Afghanistan to get resources to our troops and Shakir knows that. We believe that the five men are going to take the president of the Iran consulate hostage. I need you guys to go down to the consulate and stop it before I need to call in SWAT."

"Director, are you saying that we will not have any back up?" Kensi asks the director. She could not imagine going into a high risk situation like that without any support. She hopes Callen supports the need for backup. She looks over at him and sees his blue eyes glisten in the screen's light. How pretty those blue eyes where when they were in deep thought. No, don't do this to yourself Kensi. It just gets you more pain. Don't fall for another agent. Suddenly, the director's answer snaps her out of her thoughts.

"No, we will send SWAT in fifteen minutes after you reach the consulate."

Hetty, upon hearing this, speaks up. "Director Vance, how do you know the situation might not explode or get out of hand before SWAT shows up?"

"Because, we will have one of your agents wear a camera for both you and I to see and one of your agents will be undercover as a security agent for the president. You may also have one more in the field as you chose. I will check back in ten minutes and expect your agents in the field." Director Vance signals to cut the signal.

"I don't like that Hetty. We are taking an awful chance." Sam says to Hetty.

"Well… we don't have much of a choice now, do we Mr. Hanna? Miss Blye, Mr. Hanna and Mr. Callen please get ready. Mr. Callen, you will be the security agent, Mr. Hanna, you will be the one with the security camera and Miss Blye, you can work as a receptionist." And with that, Hetty dismisses the team.

As Callen walks downstairs, he can't tell if he's nervous or if it's the beautiful brunette walking beside him. Common G. She's an agent. Anytime she or you could get hurt and that could break either one of you. It's better if you don't get involved.

"Mr. Callen, if you will please follow me to get your wardrobe." Hetty calls after Callen.

"Of course Hetty. There is nothing to worry about guys. Sam, Kenz, wait for me here and be ready in five." Kensi loves the way he calls her name. She feels loved by the caring tone in his voice as he gently says her name. But maybe it's just some longing in her heart that places that tone in her ears. Kensi shakes it off as she gets ready.

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"Okay, Mr. Hanna aka Mr. Cole, are you ready?"

"Yes Hetty. Kensi, or Miss Smith are you all set?" Sam asked Kensi.

"Like I always am! G., do you have every…" Kensi's voice stops to a halt as Callen comes out of the dressing area. His black Adolfa Italian suit shinning in the light with a dark blue tie that matches his shoes and his eyes makes her melt. This is met with a questioning gaze.

"Kenz? Are you okay? And yes, I am ready. Let's move team." And with his words they leave the base. Little do they know that one of them will come back in an ambulance.

At the Consulate…

"Hello. My name is Miss Smith, how can I help you five fine gentlemen today?"

"I have an appointment with the president about returning…uh… home." The man says with a heavy Afghani accent.

"Well, it looks like I have you down, Mr…?"

"Mr. Allen." He says to the brunette behind the desk. Just then he sees a large man walk behind him. He doesn't see the button camera on him.

"We have you here Mr. Allen but no company allowed." She looks up at the four men behind him.

"Oh, well I am sure I am important enough to let it slip by." The man acclaiming to be Mr. Allen says.

"No sir, we have a strict policy here at the consulate. Please move aside and let the gentleman behind you come up." Upon hearing this, the man sneers and signals his men to move aside. Just then six security guards come out with the president of the consulate in between.

"Perfect." Mr. Allen says to the side, as he lifts a finger to his men. And with that they take out their Ak-47's and aim them at everyone.

"Shalom, Mr. President. I believe I have an appointment." He smiles at this and his men shoot into the roof.

"Now everyone move into the conference room. Not you, Mr. President. Anyone disobeying this will be shot and since some of will try to escape and will be shot I will tell you my name. Shakir Alazar." With that statement, his men rally everyone into the conference room, including the man with the button and the girl at the front desk.

"No, I want to go with the president." Says a body guard with blue eyes. He must be the head of the security team. Well, if he wants to die…

"Well, I am in America. I cannot deny a person's right to die, right?" Shakir grabs the president and three of his men follow with the guard.

At NCIS-LA Base

"Director, are you seeing this?" Hetty asks the man on the screen. A worried face has been plastered on her face since "Mr. Allen" showed up. Now it was all up to her team to save the president of the consulate.

"Yes. I made a call and the SWAT is twenty minutes out." He says, keeping his face to the screen with security footage.

"I hope it's not going to be too late director." Hetty says quietly.

In the Consulate basement…

Shakir with his men make their way downstairs with a struggling body guard and the man they actually want.

"I don't know what you want but you will never get it!" The president spits out at them.

"Awww….Mr. President, those words hurt me. You know how I get when I get into a temper because I don't get what I want." He slaps the president hard on the cheek.

"Stop! If you kill him, you will never get what you want." The guard yells at Shakir.

"Now, what am I going to do with you? Should I shoot you? Knife you? Torture you? The possibilities are endless." Shakir says ironically with a smile on his face.

In the Conference Room…

"Kensi, do you have the security guards?" Sam asks the receptionist.

"Yup, Mr. President, I have you. Do you now know why we had you change spots?" Kensi asks one small guard.

"I do, thank you so much. But how are we going to get out of here? We are being watched by some of Shakir's men. They might hear us!" he tells the agents. Personally, she couldn't think about much since Callen was taken away but she had to get the president out.

"Don't worry, we have a plan. Sam." She nods him. They both quickly take out their guns and shoot into the two men.

"Hurry everyone, we have this. Go home. Mr. President, have your other guards take you to your house. We have agents and police there." Sam confidently tells them.

"Thank you. I hope you get my guard back and your agent back." He leaves them standing above the dead bodies. Kensi prays that that they do.

"Common Sam, lets move. They probably heard those shots." They gracefully head downstairs. They train their guns on open doors and openings as they emerge from the staircase.

"Clear!" Kensi shouts to Sam.

"Kensi! Over here." Sam waves her over where they see a dead body and Callen being beaten. Suddenly they hear the cocking of a gun behind them. They turn around to see a man with a gun on them.

"Shit." Sam says.

The man takes the agents over to Callen and Shakir.

"So…you are the clever agents who took away my president. And to add insult to injury you send an old fart to be his fake. Let me guess, this is one of your agents too?" Shakir says punching Callen in the gut. Kensi flinches. One of his men hands him a knife.

"You figured us out. How'd you know?" Sam asks Shakir.

"Well your first mistake was not giving your little faker enough info. When I asked him about what he would do about MY people. He gave a generic answer. And when I heard your shots, I knew you wouldn't do that unless the president was safe, but you came here anyway. Now, I am going to kill your agent then you."

Meanwhile his rant, Kensi has been staring at Callen and into his pretty blue eyes. She never knew how they glowed unless they were in the face of danger. Just then she notices a glint of mischief in his eyes. His mouth which has been in a gloomy state now smiles at her. What the? No, G. Please, live through today. Even though her thoughts stay in her head, she sees him shake his head and smile. With a burst of power and agility, Callen breaks free and punches Shakir and kicks the other guard. He turns to smile broadly at Kensi and Sam.

"I told you guys…" Shakir, out of the blue, stabs Callen right in the chest. Callen tries to catch a breath but fails. With his darkened blue eyes in a blank state, Callen collapses into the hard pavement floor.

"CALLEN!" Kensi screams. She punches the man holding her and shoots Shakir five times in the chest. He does not survive. She and Sam rush over to Callen.

"Hetty, Eric! Call an ambulance!" Sam calls to Hetty over the earpiece. Eric was already on it and called it when he saw Callen on Sam's button.

"Callen, G. Please, stay with me. You've got to make it G." Kensi says, lifting Callen's head. Tears start to fall.

"No, common man. Stay with me. We have to have more time to get more donuts and joke about Hetty behind her back." Sam pleads with G. They hear sirens in the back ground.

"We need more time for us." Kensi says to Callen.

"Shh… I will always be with my favorite agent." Callen flashes his 100 watt smile at her and closes his eyes. Kensi starts to bawl as paramedics arrive and cart the agent with no name away.