A/N: I have stopped caring what anyone thinks anymore, so I'll post them all, with or without reviews. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

I wrote this today in roll call - no idea how I came up with this idea. It's really stupid, but all my writing is stupid so whatever. I didn't relaise till just now, that some of the dialouge is similar that that of episode seven. I guess... minor spoliers for that episode. If you've seen it, you'll know what I mean.

I live in Australia where our Christmas is in Summer, I'm assuming Christmas in America is in winter - white Christmas and all. Please correct me if I am wrong.

Prompt was Hat!

It was the middle of summer, and yet, people noticed that one person in particular seemed to think it was winter. That person got quite a few glances or people staring at him as he passed them by. Not, that he noticed. Or if he did, he didn't bother to respond.

"Thank you," Callen politely said to Cynthia Hallway, the wife of their victim, whom he and Sam just interviewed in relation to their current case.

He turned with Sam, to head back to the car, when he heard his name being called out.

"Agent Callen," Cynthia called out. They both turned around to face her. She gave them a small, shy smile. "You do know its summer don't you?"

"Yes," Callen smiled at her, "but I wanted to celebrate Christmas a little early this year."

"Oh…" she gave them a confused smile as Callen nodded once, and the two walked back to the car.

"Keep it on G," Sam laughed as Callen's hand went to the red Santa hat on his head. "And be thankful that Kensi let the entire suit drop." Callen glared at him. "You don't want me to call Kensi do you?" Sam threatened.

Callen groaned as Sam got into the car. "Remind me why I'm doing this again?" he asked, as he got into the car. Sam started the car and didn't respond until they were a street away.

"Cause you lost another bet against Kensi." Callen looked at Sam. "Don't look at me like that G," Sam responded not taking his eyes of the road. "You're the one who bet Kensi couldn't do it in under a minute."

"You're the one who stood there and let me," Callen counted.

"G, I let you do so because I knew you'd make an idiot of yourself."

Callen frowned. "Aren't you supposed to have my back?"

"Only in a fire fight G, only in a firefight."