So, we left off ok last time... But will we stay this way? The end of the chapter will bring some answers to that question. Enjoy!
After a few minuets, they got into downtown LA, where the traffic wasn't so bad for once. They got to the bar in twenty minuets, where Callen greeted them out front. "I see we picked up some tourists!" he said, looking at Tim and Tony as they got out of their shiny black car. "Tony, this is Special Agent Callen, Callen, Special Agent Tony DiNozzo." Tim introduced them, since he was the only one who knew both of them. "And this Dective Marty Deeks, LAPD." Kensi said, introducing the three men. "Nice to meet you, Marty." Tim said. "Call me Deeks." he said with a smile. "Ok, then nice to meet you Deeks." Tony said, shaking his hand. "Awesome. Ok, so me and Fern are going to grab some drinks. We'll be right back." Deeks said, looking over at Kensi and pointing inside. "No, I'll be right back. He'll be in a duffle bag. Slung over my shoulder." Kensi said, punching him in the arm. Callen laughed as they went off, bickering about Kensi toting duffle bags around, and how that's kind of suspicious, according to Deeks.
"Fern?" Tony asked, confused. "Yeah. A few years ago, they were in a club undercover and Deeks decided that Kensi's club name was going to be Fern because there was a fern in front of him. It kind of stuck..." Callen said, clearing things up. "Ok... that's a little odd..." Tim said.
"So how did you guys meet up?" Callen asked. "Well, we were driving the scenic route around the beach, you know, listening to dubstep and all, and we were talking about the job. So then I was talking about how Gibbs convinced Vance to let us have vacation and what not, when I hear somebody yell my name." Tony said. "Yeah. So I looked over and realized it was Kensi. She asked us where we were going, we said nowhere, then she said to follow her and now were here." Tim concluded.
"You know, I should probably call Zi. She'll be wondering where we are." Tony said, getting his phone out of his pocket. "Whose Zi?" Callen asked again. 'Special Agent Ziva David. She's on our team. She came to LA with us. Gibbs is no doubt vacationing in his basement with a bottle of jack Tony and I gave him." Tim said before Callen could ask.. "Hey, Zi... Yeah, we're fine... No, we're at a bar!... With some people who work with NCIS in LA... No, the OSP team...Yeah, do you remember that?... Oh, right. Touchy subject... Hey, I'm sorry!... Ok. Fine. Agree to disagree... Yeah, it's called Sunset Bar... On the corner of Palm Drive and 10th Street... Jeez, Ziva!... I said I was sorry!... OK! Good bye!" Tony said, walking back to their table outside in the warm afternoon sun.
"God, she is a ball of fire. Ziva'll be here in thirty. If she doesn't get lost." "Why did Gibbs push for vacation time?" Callen asked, starting the conversation back up. He was no Nate, but as soon as he asked Callen could tell they both didn't want to share. "Hey look who's back! Me and Fern!" Deeks said, walking up with a tray of beers in his hand. He was wearing a waiter's uniform. "What? I went undercover because the guy at the bar said he couldn't give me five beers!" Deeks said when everyone looked at him funny.
"Well, Johnny, why don't you take a seat and give the real Johnny his clothes back." Callen said, reading the name tag and scolding him. "You're not proud of my smart thinking? I'm offended!" Deeks said. "They thought he was crazy because he wouldn't stop calling me Fern." Kensi said. "You know what, Kensi?" Tony said. "What?" Kensi asked, taking a seat next to Callen. "You remind me of Ziva." he stated. "Yeah, you're kinda right, Tony. She does." Tim said, backing up his partner. "Who's Ziva?" Kensi asked, confused. "Here. Look." Tim pulled out his phone and showed the three agents a picture of their whole team. He zoomed in on Ziva, who was standing in between Tony and Gibbs.
"Wow. She's hot." Deeks blatantly said. "Tony chucked. "Yeah? Don't say that to her face..." "Why not?" he asked. "Kensi, what would you do if Deeks told you right now that you were hot?" Tim asked. "I would drop him." Kensi simply stated, looking up at her partner. Tony laughed. "She might drop you," he started, 'But out ninja's ex-Mossad. Israeli." Tim continued. "So she'd probably shoot you!" Tony finished. Deeks gulped. "I'm- I'm gonna go change back into my clothes." he said, running back into the bar. "Is she really ex-Mossad? Kensi asked, thinking they would say no. "Yep. Flesh and blood. Her daddy's the director." Tim said. When ever they met fellow feds, Tim and Tony always loved to play the 'my partner is ex-Mossad' card. It really got people's attention. Kensi looked back at the picture. "Do you mind?" She asked Tim, picking up his phone. "Nope. Go ahead." he said, picking up his beer. "Thanks." she replied. Team Callen had never taken a picture all together.
"We should take a team picture sometime, Callen." She said, looking up at him. "Ha. We can try on Monday, but I have a feeling that would never happen. Eric will probably run away, Nell right behind him. Sam will slowly scoot away, and Hetty won't do it." he said. She swiped back to the next picture. It was in the same place, but there was a red headed woman standing next to Gibbs. And Director Vance wasn't standing there. "When was this taken?" Kensi asked, showing the men across from her the photo. "I didn't know you still had that." Tony said, somberly. "And the one before." Tim said, looking over at his sad friend. "Um... that was taken seven years ago... the red haired woman is the late Director Jenny Shepherd." Tim answered. Tony put his head on the table and ran his fingers though his dark, thick hair. When he sat up, he drank the rest of his beer and left to get another. He really went to the bathroom to cry.
I can only imagine what Ziva was saying on the other end of that phone call. TeeHee. I don't know why, I just felt like making Tony emotional about LA! I think if he ever went back, he would be sad. But hey, that's just me... And also, I have decided that I like it so much when Deeks calls Kensi Fern, that every time I write about the LA team, Deeks calls her Fern at least once. Because that is very funny and I enjoy it.
