Callen was pissed off. He was right about her, he knew she would be a liability. And now she had acted without his consent. He walked out of the Office of Special Projects fuming.

"You… you are fired, Get out. I don't want you near this office. You are a risk to this team! I will not accept anyone going behind our backs especially a consultant. Why don't you and Granger go back to playing house and leave the job to the real agents."

"Enough agent Callen You are out of line!" Granger replied; "You have no authority on Caya's consults and as for getting fired, you watch your steps or your job will be on the line."

Caya saw his face and knew immediately knew she had crossed a line. He was angry with her for going behind his back. She turned pale at his outburst.

Caya had acted on an impulse and all she wanted was to solve a case like this. With her history in the Middle East, the problems in Syria and in Europe had her worried. She had worked with many troubled teens and she knew some of them wanted to join their cause. She knew from experience that the men that returned from their time in the Middle East were going to be a source of worries in Europe.

Leo was a big help and shared her worries. But none of that mattered now. Callen was pissed and it wasn't likely that she would be working with OSP in the future.

Sam placed his hand on her shoulder, "He'll turn around Caya, don't worry, you did what had to be done. I'll talk to him!"

She smiled a small smile; "Thanks Sam but you and I both know that he's not going to let this pass. He has always seen me as an intruder and being Owen's ex-wife is not helping."

Sam nodded and took off after Callen.

Caya grabbed her phone and looked through her contacts. She couldn't call Ziva, her dad had a business engagement, maybe ….

Owen found his ex-wife staring at her phone. "Let it go Caya, Agent Callen will turn around and if not … well that's his problem. You did good kiddo!"

"Thanks Owen! What are your plans with Sara this weekend?"

Owen smiled, the idea of a full weekend with his little girl made him happy;"We're going to San Francisco. Sara wants to see the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz and go on the Cable cars."

"She'll love that!"

"You want to come?"

"Neh, she needs daddy time!" Caya smiled; "I'm okay Owen, trust me."

Owen kissed the top of her head and took off.

Sam had found G. near his car. "G?"

Callen sighed.

"Hey bro, what is your problem, Caya did what had to be done. Why are you so angry?"

"She went behind our backs, she jeopardised the case."

"That's crap and you know it, the suspect has no idea what we know. The information stayed between agencies. What is really eating you?"

"Leave it Sam!"

"You know I can't do that G."

"Look Sam, I'm not in the mood to talk. Jo is angry with me and that's enough for me right now!"

"Jo's mad at you, why? What did you do?"

"Nothing!"

"Sure!"

Callen sighed;" She told me she loved me."

"And?"

"She wanted me to tell her the same."

"And you couldn't."

"Yeah. She's mad at me, she says I used her. Sam I tried, I really did."

"You told her that?"

"She's right, I did play her. Not consciously but still. I wish I was in love with her, I really wish I was but I was hoping it would grow."

"So that's why you blew up at Caya."

"Maybe? She was wrong to go behind our backs."

"She did what she had to do to solve a case. If this had been Kensi you would have applauded her efforts. But Caya seems to rub you the wrong way whatever she does. Give her a chance G. She's a good psychologist. And she had experience with the teens from that region."

"Maybe, we'll see."

"You kicked her out remember. I don't think we'll see. We'll be lucky if she will speak to us again."

"Hey I was me not you, she'll talk to you. I've messed up with two woman, that's fantastic. Maybe I should give up on woman at all."

"You need to apologise for your reaction."

"Right now I need to go home and think."

"You think, I'm going home to Michelle."

Caya had left for home. She called her mother and decided to go to the beach. She needed to clear her head and the ocean usually did just that? She was confused, Callen yelling at her was something that had upset her more than she thought it would. As a psychologist she could reason the logic out of his actions but she had hoped she had gained some leverage with him in the last weeks.

She sighed; "I guess not, well that's it than."

She looked out over the water and wrapped her arms around her legs.

At the same time Callen was pacing around his house. Sam was right, Caya did her job and he shouldn't have blown up at her. This thing with Jo was getting to him. He liked Joëlle but knew he wasn't in love with her. He had hoped his feelings would grow and the would have a happy ever after but he wasn't in love with her. He wondered if he had ever been in love, like Sam and Michelle and Kensi and Deeks. He doubted it. Maybe he wasn't meant to be in love and have a family. He longed for a family life, a wife, kids, who knows maybe a dog.

The doorbell rang. Callen opened it, not expecting anyone, with his hand on his gun.

There was a young woman there in a suit. "Mr Callen?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"My name is Rose Maiden and I work for Social Services. Do know a woman named Lyndsey Logan?"

Callen remembered his brief fling with the blonde woman nearly 4 years ago."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry to tell you but she passed away. She left behind a little girl, your daughter."

"I'm sorry what did you just say? My what?"

"Her name is Mia and she's 3 years old. She never told you about her?"

"No!"

"We can do a DNA test if you'd like. Miss Logan gave you full custody of Mia."

Callen had to sit down. "Where is she? Mia I mean?"

"She is at a foster home right now. I can bring you to her as soon as…"

"No! If she is mine she will be taken out of foster care now."

"But sir, we need to..."

"I'm sorry miss but no child of mine will be in foster care, no offence."

"I have a picture of Mia here, I'll have to make some calls."

She gave Callen a picture of a little girl. Big blue eyes and copper blonde hair. She looked like a combination of himself and Lyndsey. She was his without a doubt.

He took out his phone and called the one person he knew could help him now.

"Hetty? I need your help…."

Hetty had been surprised by his call but knowing his history in foster care she called in a few favours.

"Mr Callen, call Caya, she can help you too. She can read your child's behaviour better then we can."

"Caya and I don't get along Hetty, you know I screwed that up today."

"Call her Mr. Callen, apologise and ask. You are going to need all the help you can get as a single parent. She has experience."

"Okay! And Hetty Thanks."