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Disclaimer is in Chapter 1: Who? I would also like to state that I do not own the song "Once Upon a December" or the movie Anastasia, Fox Animated Studios does.

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Once Upon a December

"G, you sure you don't want to take a break and catch one of those damn cat naps you like so much?" Sam asked him for the fifth time that day and Callen just gave him the same look after his partner asked for the third time. Sam threw his hands up in defeat and they got back to looking through the case files to see who was stealing money from the Navy. Callen hasn't been sleeping well lately due to recurring nightmares.

Every night he would settle down for one of his naps but would wake up not even five minutes later drenched in sweat and it wasn't from the heat. The funny thing was that he couldn't remember what was making him react like that. He would wake up and the nightmare would be flitting away from his conscious faster than Kensi runs from a second date or Deeks toward a good looking woman. But the uneasy feeling remained long after Callen could disassemble and reassemble one of his kitchen appliances or recite the Russian alphabet. So Callen was getting less sleep than he has ever gotten since he could remember and it was clearly affecting his ability to work: not that he wasn't too stubborn to admit that aloud though.

"Mr. Callen if I may be frank, you look like crap. You need to get some sleep if you are to properly investigate this case." Hetty appeared out of nowhere. He was about to argue but was silenced by one look his boss gave him. She began to look around until her eyes landed on the one woman that has been plaguing his conscious thought off and on ever since she started working here. Well, if he was being truthful with himself, since before she started working here.

"Ms. Smith, could you come over here for a second please?" Hetty called out and the tan woman obeyed willingly. Today Annie was wearing another tunic, this time it had flowers stitched around the collar and the ends of the dress, skinny jeans, cowboy boots, and a thick leather belt that rested on her hips. Callen was struggling to keep his eyes from lingering on how low the tunic was.

"Yes Hetty?"

"Take Mr. Callen with you to the lounge area and get him to sleep by any means." The little woman instructed and walked away before anyone could remark on her choice of words. Callen looked at Annie and noticed how her cheeks seemed to be a bit pinker than before. He raised an eyebrow at this and couldn't suppress a smile in defiance and amusement. Annie rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, forcing him to follow her. Not that Callen would put up much of a fight either way if it meant to have physical contact with the mysterious fashion consultant.

She didn't let go until they were in the lounge area. Annie led him to the same couch Callen has spent many a night on and sat him down like he was a child. Without further word she turned around and set up an iron board as well as hooked up the iron to the closest outlet available. Callen watched Annie silently, wondering what she was going to do to accomplish Hetty's request.

"At least pretend that you are trying to fall asleep by lying down and closing your eyes." Annie instructed without looking at him and he couldn't help but release a chuckle as he did as he was told.

"So what are you going to do to get me to fall asleep?" He asked humorously.

"Nothing."

"Nothing, huh? I have never heard of that technique being effective." Callen teased and opened one eye to see her reaction. Annie chuckled while she pulled a couple of boxes out of nowhere, then taking out a button up shirt from one box and began to iron out the wrinkles.

"I only know two ways of forcibly getting a man to fall sleep and that is either by having sex or using drugs. Neither of those are probably what Hetty had in mind despite her choice of words." Annie replied evenly.

"I would have to agree but one of them does sound like more fun to me." He said and hoped he didn't go too far. Callen had to remind himself that he had to take things slow with Annie if he wanted to get anywhere close romantically with her. He noticed the slight hesitation in her movements after his comment.

"If you wanted me to drug you G then you should have just said so in the first place." She deflected with some humor in her voice although he could hear how forced it was. Callen mentally kicked himself for that.

"So does that mean you drugs guy often then?" He replied and this time he heard a real laugh come from Annie. They then went back to comfortable silence of her ironing and him watching her.

"Is there anything else Callen?" She asked, again without turning around she could tell that he wasn't asleep or feigning it.

"Tell me something about yourself." The words slipped out before he even realized it. She kept ironing but the hesitation was back as she mulled over what he just said.

"Like what?"

"I don't know… what's your favorite color?" She laughed harder than before and Callen kept mentally kicking himself. This was not going how he expected it nor wanted it to go.

"Unusual question coming from a trained interrogator but I'll bite. It's red, saturated red to be more precise." She responded and Callen could see that. In fact, saturated red would be the perfect color for her to wear in his opinion. It would go nicely against her almond colored skin and Callen could just imagine the sultry dress on Annie and what it would due to his libido. Which was not conducive to sleep at all, in fact Callen was even more awake and aware of Annie's every movement. Again they went back to the routine of him watching her work through a couple of more shirts in silence.

"For a man who has gone undercover a lot, you really don't know how to feign sleeping. Having your eyes closed would be a good start." Annie exclaimed cheekily and Callen gave her a lop sided grin before complying. Then after another brief moment of silence she began to hum. The song was slow and had a sad tone to it but Callen was mesmerized by her voice.

It was sweet and pleasing to his ears if not, probably to the general public, off-key but still wonderful to listen to. Oddly enough the tune got stuck in his head and lulled him to sleep. He only slept for about an hour but it was the deepest and most restful sleep he had in a while. Callen woke up revitalized and alert, heck he even had a new possible lead to follow in regards to the case. But he did feel a twinge of disappointment that when he woke up Annie had long moved on from her station of ironing and was locked away in another room making important phone calls to stores and designers so as not to be distracted by agents like him.

Callen, Sam, Kensi, and Deeks worked all day without a hitch and actually solved the case. He was in the middle of filling out dreadfully tedious reports when he unknowingly began to hum the same song that Annie used earlier ago. It just came to mind and he couldn't concentrate without humming the tune. He made a mental note to ask Annie later what song it was so he could listen to it another time. Maybe she could even sing it to him with the lyrics?

"I never knew you were a sucker for princess movies G." Sam teased and Callen wondered where his friend and partner was going with this. The evident look of confusion on his face made Sam laugh harder.

"You were humming Once Upon a December from the animated movie Anastasia which is about a lost Russian princess." He explained.

"And how would you know that Sam?" Callen countered.

"If you haven't forgotten, I have two daughters who love those movies and want to watch them over and over again until they know all the words by heart, especially with their Dad for some odd reason." Sam returned and everyone chuckled at that. Callen shrugged it off.

From the tune it seemed to be a pretty good song despite it being from a little kid's movie, let alone a princess one. Sam, Kensi, and Deeks exchanged incredulous looks as he continued to hum the song and went back to work. He smiled inwardly at the memory of Annie humming and ironing. It sent him to a fantasy land of him coming home to that and he was pleased with this particular daydream. It would be the first of many starring Annie as the leading lady in the mind of Special Agent G Callen.