FOR: Tess
Fandom: NCIS/NCIS: LA
Prompt: Callen/Gibbs, Concern
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Leroy Jethro Gibbs would never admit that he was concerned about the younger man, not because he didn't want to but because it wasn't his style.
In truth though he was concerned and had been since he'd gotten a phone call from Hettie in Las Angeles stating that G Callen had gotten himself a one day suspension and then gone against orders.
It was because of that concern that he was now departing the plane he'd gotten a ticket for to take him to California. It was already lunch time in LA and he'd been up for almost 24 hours but that didn't stop him from getting into his rental car and driving to the address that had been sent to him via an encrypted e-mail.
His gaze fell immediately on Callen as he stepped into the headquarters building. Callen felt eyes on him and looked up. He couldn't hide his shock.
"Gibbs," Callen called out, "What are you doing here? Do we have a joint case?"
Before Gibbs could answer a female voice called out, "It's good to see you again Jethro."
"Henrietta," Gibbs gave her a smile, "How are you?"
"If they get their paperwork done," Hettie glanced at Callen and his team, "I would be better."
Gibbs glanced at Callen, "Waiting for an invitation?"
"No," Callen glanced between the two older people before heading back to his desk. He shared a look with Sam Hannah before getting back to work. He knew he wouldn't find anything more out until he was done. And by then he would wish he hadn't known.
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With paperwork done Hettie had left them go for the day, telling them they had the weekend for themselves unless they got director called with an assignment.
Gibbs had been directed to a small cubicle where he lied down on the floor and slept until Callen woke him up. Together they decided to leave the rental and take the younger agent's car to his place.
"Want to grab something to eat?" Callen decided to ask though it wasn't what he was really wondering.
"Too early for supper," Gibbs informed him. "Let's head home. We need to talk and I have a plane to catch tomorrow."
"Twenty four hours, really Gibbs?" Called questioned, "What has you so worried that you had to come to LA for twenty four hours."
"I got a call from Hettie," Gibbs informed him, "You want to explain to me why you got suspended for a day and then went against orders?"
"Concerned about me Jethro?" Called teased with a grin
"Callen," Gibbs warned, "You really want to piss me off already?"
Callen fell silent and refused to talk the rest of the way back to where he was currently staying. Gibbs let him stew; knowing Callen as well as he knew DiNozzo. Both wouldn't talk until they were forced and Gibbs did have a powerful persuasion technique.
They'd barely stepped into the hotel room when Gibbs grabbed Callen by his arm, marched to over to the bed, and pulled him down over his knees.
"Let's see if this will help you talk," Gibbs started swatting instantly. "You want to sulk that's fine. I think I can keep this up longer then you can."
"OW – Gibbs –stop," Callen shouted, "You – OW – can't –AH – do this!"
"Well, I am," Gibbs spoke over the younger man, never letting up on his swats, "So I guess you're wrong."
"Go to hell," Called spat out, refusing to give in.
"Ok," Gibbs yanked down the younger man's jean's and tilted him forward, targeting the swats on the under curve where thighs met backside.
"Ok – AH – ok," Callen protested, "I-I'll talk! OW – Gibbs, I said – OW – I'll t-talk."
"You start," Gibbs informed him, "And when I think you're done, I'll stop."
That was all the incentive Callen needed to start babbling, telling Gibbs things that no one else knew and Gibbs knew that once it was all over Callen would be ok.
However, he would never stop being concerned.
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Written: 4/29/11
