School Time Nightmare
I don't Own NCIS:LA
They turned to Hetty, the hurt –but cute – Eric forgotten.
"That's not possible, how is that possible? Spouted Deeks, terrified about being a kid again.
Before she could answer Callen yelled at Deeks, "You're right, it's not possible-"
"Are we on the same page?" Deeks interrupted.
"Yeah I think you are." Kensi answered astonished.
"That's weird." Nell stated, while Sam nodded his head in agreement.
"Then we're hallucinating." Callen finished.
"A mass hallucination, how could that happen?" Sam questioned.
"Something in the vents?" was Kensi's suggestion.
They let that thought sink in before Nell crushed that hope by saying, "Not possible the Vents get filtered for contagions."
Taking the silence as her cue, Hetty cleared her throat and said. "This is not a hallucination Mr. Callen. All of us are fifteen to twenty years younger. This is why I want each and every one of you to report to Ms. Schwartz."
"For what?" asked Callen even though he already knew the answer.
"Well to get a physical, of course. We don't know what effect this has had on your bodies, so we need to be sure that you're in the best condition possible." Hetty being Hetty said that all with a mostly straight face – except or a slight smile – even though everyone else guessed that she was just happy to make Callen go to the doctor.
"Are you sure we're not hallucinating?" asked Deeks again, scared to see what the doctor would say.
"We-" Kensi didn't get to finish because Sam yelped and grabbed to cover his left shoulder, pulling it away from the smirking Eric saying, "I don't think so guys."