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Sam walked into the bullpen expecting to be able to cut the tension with a knife. This morning, though it was different. Aside from the empty desk, it was like it was before, before Callen and Amanda wanted to rip one another limb from limb. Callen sat back at his desk with an easy smile, his ankles crossed and propped on his desk. Amanda was on her way over to the kitchenette with her coffee cup and smiled at him as she passed. He set his bag down and grabbed his mug, following her.

"So why are you all smiles this morning?" He asked leaning on the counter.

Amanda smiled as she poured coffee into her cup. "G and I are going out tonight."

"He told you?" Sam asked, trying to hide his dismay.

Amanda shot him a look. "Told me what? All he said was that he wanted to go out for dinner. Thank you for taking Chrissy by the way."

"That's all he told you, nothing else?"

"No nothing else." She sighed.

Sam grinned from ear to ear. "Good."

"Yeah, I guess." She said stepping to the side so he could get to the coffee maker.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked reaching for the carafe.

"I'm nervous, since I don't know where we're going; I don't know what to wear." She admitted.

"I wouldn't worry about it, I'm sure you'll find something." He said with a smile.

Amanda turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "What do you know?"

"Nothing, I know nothing." He said and darted back towards the bullpen.

Amanda kicked at him as he walked away.

The day drug by with nothing more than reports to work on. Finally, at two, Amanda approached Hetty. "Is there any way I could head out early, I've got something I need to take care of?"

Hetty looked over at the bullpen and then up at Ops. "I suppose that would be alright seeing that there's really nothing going on. Is everything alright?"

"Yes," Amanda said quickly. "There's just something I need to do before G and I go out to dinner tonight."

Hetty smiled. "It's good to see the two of you back to normal."

"I hope this is what we needed. I hate fighting with him like we've been doing."

"Alright, go. See you Monday morning." Hetty said and watched Amanda walk away. As Amanda walked towards the door, Hetty opened her lap top and tapped a few keys before she pushed it back and sat back to watch.

Amanda got on the freeway and headed towards Tustin without another thought. When she arrived at the cemetery, the gates were open. She pulled the Pathfinder through and wound her way to her father's plot. Amanda got out of the car and slowly walked through the graves to her fathers and knelt down at his headstone.

"Hey Daddy, I'm sorry I'm so early. G is taking me to dinner tonight, but I had to come see you." She said and slowly sat back. For the most part it was quiet. In the background, the dull hum of traffic on the main street and the birds chirped happily. Occasionally a warm breeze would swirl around her, wrapping her in what she felt was her father's arms.

For two hours she sat in silence staring into nothing. She felt at peace and calm, whole. The days when she didn't get to come to the cemetery, she felt like she was going to come out of her skin. Amanda wished she could tell Callen where she was in the evenings, but knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he'd tell her to get over it. Or suck it up and move one.

Callen walked back in from the range expecting to see Amanda sitting at her desk. When she wasn't there, he asked Zeke and Logan where she'd gone. Both relayed that she's left early to take care of a few things before tonight. He called the house, but neither Madison nor Heather had heard from her. Worried and a little angry, he headed for Hetty's desk.

"Did Amanda say where she was going?" He asked as Hetty snapped to attention and closed her laptop.

"No, she did not. Just said there were a few things she needed to take care of before tonight." She told him.

Callen sighed and dropped into the chair opposite her. "I don't understand it. She's always disappearing like this."

Hetty cocked her head to one side and gave him an odd look. "What do you mean disappearing like this?"

Callen laughed. "You don't know? How could you not know, you know everything?"

Hetty gave a quick look to her laptop before returning her attention to Callen. "She's never asked to leave early like this before. Are you worried?"

"Of course. Let me ask you this, how often do she and the other two work late or stay late to play basketball?"

"They; Zeke, Logan and Deeks play basketball on Tuesday evenings, and aside from the occasional late evening wrapping a case, they aren't here any later than your team, why?"

Callen shook his head. "Every night, damn near every night she's getting home after nine and her excuse is that she's working late."

"Is this why the two of you are at odds lately?" She asked finally putting the pieces together.

"Of course. I don't believe her, I know she's lying."

"Have you asked the others if they know where she's spending her time?"

"I doubt they'd tell me even if they knew. You know how tight those three have become since Carson died. If she's not fooling around with one of them, then it's someone else."

"Mr. Callen, you don't really suspect Amanda of an affair?" Hetty asked horrified at the notion.

"It's the only thing I can think of to explain where she goes."

Hetty looked again at the laptop; Amanda's cell signal had been idle for over two hours. She prayed Callen wasn't right. As soon as Callen left her desk, she pulled the lap top open and typed in a command. When Amanda's exact location popped up, she was both worried and relieved.

Amanda looked at her watch and sighed as she got to her feet. "I've got to go Daddy, I'm sorry I can't spend more time with you." She kissed his headstone before she turned back towards the Pathfinder.

Callen sat at his desk pondering the possibilities. Sam saw the look on his face. "You know women, I'm sure she's just getting her hair done or something. She was excited this morning when I talked to her."

Callen sighed and tossed the pen he was holding on his desk. "I don't know."

Hetty walked over and released them for the weekend before she returned to her office and noticed that Amanda's cell signal was at the house. She smiled gratefully and waved as the team and a half passed on their way out.

Callen's mind was in a million directions as he drove home and was pleasantly surprised to see the Pathfinder parked in its normal spot when he arrived. His heart fluttered at the thought of seeing Amanda in the dress he'd bought for the occasion and nearly ran to the door, throwing it open. Amanda was just walking up the hall to the living room fixing the back to her earring. She was wearing a black and white floral print dress and a pair of flats.

"You're wearing that tonight?" He asked.

Amanda looked at herself. "Yeah, since you won't tell me where we're going I didn't know what to wear. Do you want me to change?"

Callen nodded. "I don't think that's appropriate for where we're going."

Amanda huffed and headed towards her bedroom. When Callen appeared in the doorway, she was standing at the closet going through her clothes. She saw him out of the corner of her eye and turned to face him. "What's that?" she asked pointing at the garment bag and shoe box.

"This is what I want you to wear tonight." He said and set the shoe box on the foot of the bed before he unzipped the garment bag.

Amanda was floored. "That, you want me to wear that? Isn't it a little revealing?" She asked carefully inspecting the dress.

"I think you'll look sexy in it." He said gently grazing his fingers down her arm.

Amanda smiled, "If this is what you want me to wear, I'll wear it."

Callen beamed and walked to his closet to retrieve his suit. Amanda disappeared into the bathroom to change. Callen was down the hall tying his tie when he heard the click of her heels on the hard wood. His heart races with anticipation.

"G, where are you?" She called.

"In here." He yelled back as he pushed the knot to his throat.

"What possessed you to get a dress like this?" She asked adjusting the straps around her neck and scratching her back where the chain dangled from the halter around her neck to the bottom of her dress below the small of her back.

"I thought you'd look good in it." He said turning to find her standing in the doorway. "Holy…." He stopped and took her in.

"Does it look bad?" She asked worried.

"God no, I knew you'd look damn good in it, but I never dreamed you'd look like that." He groaned feeling his pants growing tighter.

Amanda gave him a lurid smile and walked closer to him. "I love this suit on you." She said smoothing out the collar of this crisp dress shirt and the lapel of the jacket then trained her fingers down his chest.

Callen brought his hands to her back and felt her bare skin. "Turn around." He ordered and Amanda did. He smiled and shook his head, stepping forward he pressed himself into her and kissed her shoulder. "This is how much I like this dress on you." He whispered.

Amanda moaned, feeling her body react to his body pressed into hers and his words. Her knees turned to jelly at the thought of what she wanted to do at that moment. "Do we really have to go to dinner?" she asked breathlessly.

"We do have reservations." He said breathing heavily as he brushed his lips down her neck.

"What time?" She asked as she turned around, applying as much pressure to his body as he had hers.

"Forty-five minutes, in downtown." He replied looking at her lips.

"How heartbroken will you be if we don't make the reservation?"

"The wait list for this place is a month long; it took Sam a lot to get us this reservation. He had to call in a lot of favors." He told her absent mindedly, his only thoughts were of getting her out of that dress and into bed.

"Fine." Amanda sighed, disappointedly. "It's on tonight when we get home."

"More than you know." He told her thinking about the bottle of champagne and all of the other things he'd picked up the night before on his way home from the mall.

"Can I ask what the whipped cream, chocolate sauce and strawberries are for?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You went snooping?" He laughed. "You weren't supposed to see that."

Amanda laughed boisterously. "You left it in the refrigerator, G. It wasn't exactly hiding."

The sun was setting as they drove through the city; the high rise buildings blocked the view, casting long shadows until the skyline cleared and the sunlight blinded them. In the distance, they could see the bright beams of light. As they pulled up to the restaurant, Amanda looked over at Callen and smiled. "I can't believe you got us reservations here."

"Remember Sam did it, not me." He laughed seeing her excitement.

"This place has been the talk of the town since it opened six months ago. I can't believe there's still so much hype with it. I mean search lights and paparazzi. A-list celebrities have been flocking to this place. How are we going to get in without having pictures of us taken?"

Callen thought about it for a moment. "We're just going to have to keep our heads down."

The valet opened Amanda's door and took her hand helping her out. Flashes snapped immediately, Amanda turned her back to the crowd and looked for Callen. He was walked around the front of the car and took her arm, leading her towards the door. They were relieved when someone yelled out that they were no one important and the pictures stopped. A man at the door held the heavy sheeted metal door open for them and they stepped inside. There were at least two dozen well dressed individuals standing around with fancy cocktails in hand. As they walked to the podium Callen and Amanda each inspected the crowd more out of habit than anything else.

The tuxedo clad man at the podium smiled at them and asked their name. "Carter." Callen said and looked at Amanda.

"Ah yes, Mr. and Mrs. Carter." He said and handed the hostess two menus and instructed her as to the table they'd been assigned. "Miss Matheson will take you to your table." He said with a nod.

"Right this way." The young woman said and walked towards the dining room.

Callen and Amanda heard scoffs and groans as they followed the hostess. Apparently some of those who were gathered waiting had been waiting a while. "Is it always like this?" Callen asked the woman.

"Yes, but is seems to be worse on Friday nights. Half those people waiting in the reception area have been on the waiting list and are here every night. You must've called in quite a number of favors to have called in yesterday and gotten a reservation."

"We are well connected." Callen said with s smug smile.

They were led through the dining room and out to the patio area. Rope lights were hung on the glass fencing, lush vegetation almost tropical or Mediterranean in theme was everywhere. A large fire pit sat in the middle of the patio area and they were seated by the back, next to the fire. She handed them their menus and walked away as a waiter approached and picked up the bottle of champagne that was chilling next to the table. How popped the cork and poured two flutes. After sipping the champagne, Callen gave him a nod and he stepped away. Amanda opened her menu and started looking.

Callen watched her face and asked what was wrong when she had a baffled look on her face. "It's all vegetarian and slow foods. Leave it to Sam to get us a reservation at a place like this."

Callen scrambled and opened his menu. "Damn it. I should've known. I'm sorry. We can go someplace else if you want."

"Let's see if there's anything remotely edible on the menu before we decide we're going to leave." Amanda told him looking around, she truly enjoyed the atmosphere.

After looking at the menu for twenty minutes, the waiter returned for the fourth time to take their order. He was rather grumpy and short with them after being turned away repeatedly. Callen shot Amanda a look and she shook her head. "I think we'll pay for the bottle of champagne and find someplace else to dine tonight." Callen told him.

"Excuse me?" The waiter asked. "People have been waiting months to get a reservation and you can find anything on the menu?"

Amanda smiled at the man. "We're more of your steak and fast food type of folk. We try our hardest not to eat our vegetables when we don't have to."

The waiter rolled his eyes and walked away. Callen put two hundred dollars down on the table and stood. He walked over to Amanda's side and put out his hand. Amanda took it and followed him towards the dining room when they saw a man dressed in chef garb coming their way. To avoid the confrontation, Callen and Amanda ran, laughing. When they finally made it to the street, they could barely breathe between the run and laughing. Callen wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Without another thought to the valet who had walked up to them waiting for their ticket, they started up the street, hand in hand.

They had no idea how far or long they had walked and stopped in front of a small hold-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant. Callen nodded towards the door and Amanda smiled. A small Asian woman was walking past the door as they entered; she smiled and shouted something back towards the kitchen. In broken English, she greeted them and led them to a table. Without looking at the menu, Callen asked if they had certain items on the menu, when she nodded. He asked for an order of each. She walked away after scribbling their order on a tablet. A few minutes later, she returned with a tray holding a tea pot and two cups.

By the time dinner arrived, Callen and Amanda were sitting so close that a slip of paper wouldn't fit between them. Every once in a while, they'd steal a kiss or two. It was very evident to the waitress and rest of the staff or patrons that they were very much in love. If they only knew what life for the two of them had been like the last few months, they'd never believe it. They ate slowly, savoring the wonderful meal and enjoying one another's company. It was well after midnight when they walked out of the restaurant and tried to figure out where they were. After one, they wandered back up to the restaurant only to find it virtually empty, the valet's nowhere in sight. The case holding their keys locked tight.

Amanda happened to have a spare key to the Jaguar in her purse, so they walked behind the building looking for the car. The lot was empty. Callen spied the valets sitting behind the restaurant by the kitchen door and headed that way. "We were here earlier what happened to our car."

"When you left after not eating, the manager had us call to have your car towed. Sorry." He laughed.

Callen was furious. Amanda patted his chest and suggested they get a cab. After getting the information for the towing company, Callen and Amanda walked back around to the front of the building to hail a cab. After fifteen minutes of waiting, they finally got into the back of a cab and gave the driver their address. Knowing it was going to be a long ride, they settled in with Callen's arm around Amanda.

Amanda, feeling a little daring ran her hand up Callen's leg in the cover of the darkness of the back seat. He groaned when she grabbed him and began caressing. The next thing Amanda knew, she was being pulled onto his lap, straddling him.

Oblivious to the driver's warning that she needed to sit back in the seat; Callen buried his face between her breasts and inhaled deeply. Amanda threw her head back in pleasure after he exposed one of her breasts and began fondling it.

By the time the cab pulled up out front of the house, they were frenzied and frantic. Callen paid the driver and pulled her towards the door. In the darkness, Amanda pulled him towards him. He pinned her against the locked door, pulling her leg up to his hip as he used his other hand to unlock the door. God they wanted one another so badly, but Callen had plans. They were going to have to cool off and wait.

Once he had the door open, Amanda stripped his jacket off of him and started at his shirt and tie. "Stop." He said mid kiss.

"Why?" She asked breathlessly.

He tossed his keys on the side table and walked away from her, stopping at the stereo when he turned back to her, music softly played. Lil stretched out on the couch and watched Callen gently take Amanda by the waist and began swaying with her in his arms.

"What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in and you kicking me out. Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down. What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride. And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright." The man sang as they stayed back and forth, her head on Callen's shoulder.

This was a moment of perfection, if only they could've stopped time and stayed in this very moment. The entire night thus far had been wonderful; they hadn't fought, but laughed. Amanda felt as if she'd fallen in love with Callen all over again. Callen pulled away and looked down at her. The love she saw in his eyes, she knew this night had been magical for him too. Slowly, he leaned down and kissed her. A kiss like she'd never felt before, one that shot life into her, from her head to her toes. She was alive again. Leaving Lil on the couch and the music playing, she pulled him towards the bedroom.

"I've got everything planned. Don't you want the champagne, chocolate and strawberries?" He asked between kisses.

"I just want you. I want to be with you, feel you." She said slowly pulling the knot of his tie to the end and then pulled it from his neck. Callen stood stunned; it had been a while since they'd wanted one another like this. Amanda unbuttoned his shirt and stopped him when he tried to help or unbuckle his belt.

When he stood before her with his slacks at his ankles, he touched her arm and pulled her to him. He kissed her shoulder before he found the dresses clasp and released it. Slowly, he pulled the dress down her body, kissing here and there as he went. When she stepped out of the dress on the floor, she slipped out of her heels and Callen out of his shoes and slacks. Playfully he pushed her on the bed, not expecting that she'd take him with her. They spent a long while just kissing and exploring one another's body like it was the first time.

Finally not able to wait anymore, Amanda pulled herself to the head of the bed and opened herself to him, inviting him to take her. It was better than they'd ever had before. They took their time and loved bringing one another to a gradual climax. By the time they were done, the sun was peaking though the drapes. With Amanda tucked into his side and a leg haphazardly tossed over his, they fell asleep.

They woke at noon when Lil jumped on the bed whining at them. Callen realized they hadn't let her out to go to the bathroom the night before. Quickly, he scrambled out of bed apologizing to Lil and grabbed a pair of boxers from the drawer before he crawled back on the bed and kissed Amanda. She wrapped her arms around his neck and begged him not to be too long.

He never made it back to bed; his phone played the familiar tune and knew that Sam had caught wind of them ducking out on the reservation. He spent nearly an hour on the phone with him apologizing. Sam saw it was only fitting that the car got towed as a result. By the time Callen returned to the bedroom, Amanda had showered and was dressing. He gave her a sad look and pulled her to him.

"They aren't dropping her off until tonight, why don't we just get back in bed?" He suggested.

"What time will Heather and Madi be back?" She asked.

He sighed with disappointment. "Almost any time now. Thank you for last night." He said pulling her wet hair off her shoulders, laying it neatly on her back.

"I had a really good time." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his chest.

"I love you, Amanda."

"I love you too, G. I'm sorry for my behavior lately."

"It's alright; you've been through a lot the last few months. As long as we take last night and this morning and continue on this track we'll be alright." He told her before he kissed her deeply.

Amanda smiled at the memory, wishing they had stuck on that path. Instead, she continued to visit her father's grave daily only forcing them even further apart. Callen tightened his arm around her and kissed her temple.

"Maybe we should ask Sam and Michelle to take Chrissy again?" he asked.

"As nice as that sounds, we wouldn't be alone." She smiled rubbing her belly.

"Well, we'll have to wait until after the baby's born to do it again." He said as Chrissy and Lil charged into the house.