Today was Saturday and it was Callen and Nell's last day undercover. Kensi and Deeks had followed Patrick across the country and had reliable intel that an arms deal would be going down at the charity ball that evening.
Callen and Nell were both feeling a little disheartened at the prospect of this mission finishing this evening. Both had got caught up in the mission over the last few weeks - holding hands, kissing in public, the sharing a bed and it had been a strain on their hearts.
Whilst taking a shower, Nell was lost in thought, remembering the other evening following on from the beach. They had decided to take a swim in the sea. During their flirting and 'role playing of the perfect husband and wife', Nell had proceeded to come up behind Callen and dunk him under the water, then run off towards the beach laughing. In retaliation, Callen had laughed and chased after her. Her little legs were fast but not fast enough. Callen caught up to her easily, grabbed her from around the waster then carried her over his shoulder, her bum in the air and headed back towards the sea. "put me..put me down..please...I'm sorry" Nell gasped between bouts of laughter.
Callen merely laughed at her and continued. "Please" was all Nell could say. Callen stopped when he was nearly waist deep in the water. "You want down?" he said with a playful tone in his voice "You got it" and then with care, lightly threw her in the water. Nell thought that in that moment, he was so care free and felt somehow honoured. He was always so professional at work and she wondered how many people could actually say they had seen Callen so relaxed.
As Nell was looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel amazing. Her makeup was simple, but for effect, she had created a smoky look to her eyes. This complicated her evening gown perfectly. The dress was a straight empire waistline, black strapless, satin number with delicate pearls and embroidery detailing just underneath the bust. Hetty picked well, she thought at she studied herself some more.
As Nell walked down the stairs and came into full view of Callen, he was blown away by her beauty. She had never looked more beautiful, radiant or elegant than she did at this moment. A wide grin appeared on his face but on the inside his heart broke, knowing that after tonight, it would be over. "Nell, you look beautiful" he managed to say. Nell blushed slightly and thanked him.
Callen and Nell arrived and soon enough were joined by Patrick and Sarah. Each of the girls complimented each other whilst the guys shook hands and exchanged small talk. Nell had become quite friendly with Sarah over the last 2 weeks and felt a little saddened that in a few hours time, it would all change. Patrick and Sarah took to the dance floor, whilst Callen and Nell watched on. Callen had an ear piece in and was silently communicating with the rest of team on the plan to catch Patrick and his associates completing the weapons deal.
Callen watched Nell from the corner of his eye. She had seemed a little quiet tonight but if he admitted, so was he. "Would you like to dance" he asked, extending his hand for her. She placed hers in his and allowed him to walk them to the dance floor of the grand ball room. As soon as their bodies connected, and they looked into each other's eyes, the electricity could be felt between them. They danced elegantly in time with the music, not saying a word but both knowing it would be over soon - saddened by this fact. The music stopped and they looked into each other's eyes another time. The chemistry and feelings that had been building for weeks, was ready to explode - and explode it did. Their lips locked, his hands cupped her face whilst hers entangled his neck. It felt like fireworks for them both. Their vision blurred and the noise of the people around them blanked out as if they were the only two people in the room. Neither wanted it to end, but Callen could hear the signal word being used through his ear piece for the go ahead to home in on Patrick, so he reluctantly pulled away and looked towards the far end of the ball room which led to another room. Nell knew it was time and so they made their way towards the door. Nell noted the other agents already in view of the same door.
Needless to say Patrick and his associates were caught, handcuffed and taken to the boatshed for interrogation. The FBI and the CIA also wanted to interrogate the men, so it was decided to let them stew until morning and for the agencies to decide who should integrate them first. Sarah had been taken to one side by Hetty, had everything explained to her and was taken to OSP for further debriefing.
Callen looked through the crowd to find Nell looking tired. "Here take my jacket, you look cold" he said to her whilst placing his tux jacket over her shoulders. "Maybe you should get Kensi to take you home, its been a long few weeks" Nell looked into his eyes. They mirrored her own. "I don't feel like going back to my place just yet, I want to go home" she retorted. Callen smirked, dangling the keys in front of her face and replied "then let's go home".
Once home, it wasn't long before sparks were flying and clothes were being ripped off. Two weeks of sexual chemistry rolled up into one night. They lay on the bed, caressing and enjoying the delights of each other's bodies. Callen kissed and caressed her soft skin on her neck, moving down to her shoulder then further to her breasts. The times he had imagined doing this, was nothing compared to the ecstasy he felt in this moment. Nell let out soft moans, willing him go further. To which he obliged. He entered her first with his tongue, then with his throbbing dick when he couldn't take anymore. She gasped at this delight. They moved in perfect harmony and felt the build up of the sensual fireworks that were ready to explode. They didn't care if the mission was over, they wanted to enjoy this night and that they did. Both fell asleep that night with their arms curled around each other and smiles on their faces.