[10]

Drink

"I remember a time where you got yourself to work, where did those day's go?" I question Deeks as he jumps into my front seat. Re-adjusting my sun glasses I speed off down the street not giving him much to buckle up or answer my question.

"But, don't you love our morning drive in together?"

"I love it like I love mosquito bites"

"You have a scratching fetish or something?" he questions looking amused, with himself. I shake my head and try to repress the smile that was tugging on my lips but eventually can't smother it and let it spread across my face, even letting out a little laugh.

"No, Deeks," I laugh, pulling into the drive-through to order the teams morning coffee, "I do not have a scratching fetish." After sprouting off the coffee order, and Deeks shouting about how we needed a dozen donuts we finally make our way out of the drive-thru and back on track to work.

"Who's this one for?"

I glance over seeing the extra large, black coffee and shrug. "Callen?"

"You bought Callen coffee?"

I sigh, hitting the break as we come to a stop sign. "I'm trying Deeks, everyone wanted me to try and now you're getting all bent out of shape because I bought him coffee?"

Deeks shrugs, " You usually put up more of a fight."

Hitting the gas once more I send just jolting forwards towards work, getting us there quicker then usual. I honestly didn't understand Deeks sometimes and after a while I had just given up trying to understand him.

"Nobody likes when I put up a fight, even you told me to behave." I tell him as I put the car into park, turning off the ignition. He looks over a me smiling slightly, "I never thought you would listen, but I mean, I guess it's good you're finally growing up."

At this I laugh, "Finally, eh?"

"Don't take it hard, I always knew I'd mature way before you."

"Oh, whatever!" I tell him, grabbing the coffee tray and jumping out of the Jeep. With a smile I accept my bag as I walk around the car and Deeks places it on my shoulder, the box of donuts in his hand.

It didn't really occur to me how couple-ish we may have looked as we walked in together, as he held the door and we chatted, laughing as we made our way over to our co-workers, distributing coffee and donuts. I drop Callen's coffee down in front of him not even looking at him not wanting to hear a thanks or comment of any sort from the man. Finally I hand Deeks his drink, and accept the box of donuts from him so I could escape upstairs to smuggle the drink and box in to Eric and Nell who were under more strict eating policies then we were. The whole room they worked in was basically one computer, and with the amount Eric spilled I wasn't surprised he was on a liquids ban at the moment.

After smuggling treats into my favourite tech-nerds I take my time making my way back downstairs sipping on my iced-coffee and munching on my donut. Kensi and Deeks were chatting at their desks, and Sam was currently on the phone at his desk, it was Callen though that really caught my attention as he sat there staring at the cup of coffee I had given him every few seconds before taking a long drink.

"Better, Ms. Carroll, much better" Hetty says behind me, making me jump. Looking down I offer my boss a small smile as she continues down the stairs before throwing back one last remark.

"Oh, Ms. Carroll, if Mr. Beale spills anything on that equipment you will be paying for the damages."

I don't think I've ever ran back up those stairs so fast in my life.

"I feel like I should ask why you're hiding under your desk, but I'm not going to." Callen's voice stage whispers as I hear Sam and him both laughing. I pop my head out momentarily to glare at him before moving back in, resuming the game on my phone.

"She's hiding form Nate, she's supposed to have her bi-weekly check in with him." Deeks offers from over at his desk. Opening a new message, I send Deeks a text for him to read smiling when he does just that a few moments later.

"She also say's that if anyone gives away her position she'll personally make sure that- Nate! What are you doing here?"

I curse under my breath, sure I had willingly went to see him last week but this was different, I didn't need to see him, I was fully healed, totally over what happened last month. Trying to get along with Callen. No need for Nate, nope, no need at all.

"Where did Claire go, we have an appointment…" I hear him says, clapping my hand over my mouth to stop the laughter, I curl into a bigger ball, wondering why exactly I hadn't come up with this plan before.

"She went to go get lunch?"

"Her pipes burst at home?"

"Doctors appointment?"

"Thought I saw her around here somewhere…" Callen voice offers, I shove my hand out from under my desk knowing he'd see it, and the finger I was holding out for him. Asshole.

"Well she knows we have to do this, I don't see why she- You know what!" he says, and I frown. What was get going to do, go get Eric to track me, not likely that was a waste of time and resources maybe he'd just-

Beep bee be-deep

"Shit" I swear as my phone goes off, Nate's name flashing on the caller ID. I knew I was done, but I answer the phone anyways, trying to hold back my laughter.

"Hey! Nate. What's happening bro?"

"Claire," Nate says outloud, not into the phone, "come on. Let's just get this over with?"

"I can't-I can't- Your breaking up!"

"Claire!"

"Oh fine" I mutter hanging up the phone and crawling out from under my desk with as much dignity as I could muster.

"Was that Kim Possible?" Kensi asks when I straighten up. I grin.

"Yeah, I thought, hey I'm going to be a spy so why not?"

"You're not going to be a spy" Callen oh so kindly reminds me, I frown at him.

"I think you'd be a good spy, Claire-bear" Deeks smirks, I stick my tongue out at him. Avoiding eye contact with Nate.

"I think a spy would remember to turn their ringer off when hiding," Sam says.

"Or at least not answer"

"It was a shitty plan, I get it. Thanks for the support guys" I bite before slumping around to stand in front of Nate. He looks down at me, obviously not very impressed. I flash him a grin and he sighs, offering me his hand which I grab and allow him to drag me towards his office. Many people would be confused with this gesture, nothing more to it other then he didn't want me to wander off again and like little kids held ropes, taking me by the hand was usually the quickest way to guide me somewhere.

"See you, guys. Going to go get hitched."

I was half way down the hall before I heard Deeks voice, "She was joking right?"

"Avengers assemble!" I yell exiting the room, knowing full well Sam and Callen were not behind me.

"We really need an actual Captain America around here," I mutter as Deeks passes, I watch as he pauses before walking backwards coming to stop beside me.

"You had one if you don't remember, that didn't turn out well for you did it."

"Shut up, Stark." I mutter still waiting for my other twosome. Deeks barks a laugh.

"That's Ironman to you"

"You're more like a Dr. Banner"

"Well okay, Black Widow-"

"Your Steve Rogers, before the-"

"Did you want to go out for a drink after work?" Deeks interrupts. I stare at him not knowing what else to do, he keeps his smile in place though I could see the nervousness in his eyes.

Biting my lip I nod.

That's all I could do.