Here you go! A few of you have been asking for some more answers, and I can tell you that there are some coming up very soon! It will all become clear (hopefully) so don't worry! Please review!
"So do you think they've talked about it?"
Sam stopped tapping his feet to the radio. He and Callen were on their way back their operations base to meet with a street vendor outside. Hetty had rung them on their breaks and told them that the saleswoman always had a security camera running at her stall, so they had asked for the food they had ordered to be put into doggy bags and headed straight for his Challenger. The former SEAL was doing his usual trick of driving over the limit and didn't take his eyes off of the road, but he raised an eyebrow at his partner's nondescript question.
"Do I think who've talked about what?"
Callen smirked and turned down the improvised jazz music – if you could call it music.
"Eric and Nell. About what happened."
"Obviously. They've been explaining it to everyone all day."
"Not like that. To each other."
"G, three word sentences aren't an explanation…"
He smirked again at that.
"They were holding something back from everyone, Sam. Something they didn't want to talk about in front of us. So what do you think it was?"
Sam had noticed that the techs had both been slightly evasive when asked for more details about where exactly in the room they woke up. The team had got them to admit that they were both in the room that morning – he and Callen had seen that so they couldn't deny it – but they weren't giving up anything else. Eric and Nell could keep secrets as well as any of his other co-workers, so he had let it go when they had begun to become tight-lipped.
"Alright, I think it's something about where they woke up."
"I'm not the only one then." said Callen, raising his eyebrows too.
"If they don't wanna tell us G, they won't. And it's clear that they don't."
"So we'll just have to wait until they do."
"You can't just leave it, can you?" asked Sam, with exaggerated exhaustion.
Callen laughed, before announcing that they had arrived and opening the doors of the Challenger. Both agents stepped out of the car and looked around for the woman their boss had mentioned to them in her phone call. They spotted her selling a polka-dot scarf to a passer-by next to a fountain and waited until she was finished before walking over to her. After all, they needed her to co-operate with them if they wanted her security tapes…
"Hey there fellas, what can I do for ya'll?"
She spoke with a definite Texan accent and had long, blonde hair, tied in a ponytail.
"Excuse me, we work for NCIS." said Callen, displaying his badge to her. "We need to see your security video from last night."
The woman's face turned from a friendly grin to one of worry.
"Why? Did something terrible happen here?"
"We don't think so." answered Sam. "We just need to get a copy of your tapes to make sure."
"Of course! I'll get them for you right away."
"Thanks." nodded Callen.
She was back within half a minute, bearing a thin, white disc, labelled with the date.
"Here's everything from last night, agents."
"Thank you again, Miss…"
"Oh, Daphne. Call me Daphne."
"Thanks, Daphne." replied Sam with a reassuring smile. "You've been a big help. Bye."
"Bye now! Have a good day!"
As they climbed back into the Challenger, Callen sent a sideways look to his partner.
"I think Daphne likes you."
"I have a wife, G. And a kid, in case you forgot."
"She doesn't know that."
Sam shook his head and laughed as he started the engine.
"You really, really can't just leave it alone…"
This isn't as long as my others, just a bit of Callen and Sam stuff. Thanks for all the reviews, please keep them coming!
