A/N So sorry for the delay. We went on a fantastic vacation and then have spent the last two weeks trying to catch up at work! Hopefully the updates will get back to being a bit more regular. The show writers seem to be giving Granger a bit more of a heart lately. Just so you know... I'm not! Again I own nothing but the reviews which I totally love to get!

After just over an hour of typing, manipulating and sneaking around in the 'secure' system, Eric finally had an idea of how the snitch had managed to hack into it. Now he just had to work his way backward and put a name to the offender. He stretched slowly then began with a renewed sense of urgency to find out the identity of the snitch.

Kensi awoke to the smell of something wonderful wafting through the house. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. After a few minutes of shaking off sleep she realized that nature was calling and needed to get up.

Just as she was getting out of bed, the door to the bedroom opened and Deeks said, "Hey, whoa there. Where do you think you're headed?"

"I have to pee. I think I can manage that without your help," she said with a frown.

"Of course you can. I just… okay."

"What?"

"Nothing. Umm… dinner is ready when you are."

"Okay, I'll be right out." She walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Deeks stood for a moment and took a deep breath. This was going to be extremely hard for him. He wanted to protect her and the baby but he had to be careful. She would push him away if she felt like he was smothering her and he definitely did not want her to do that. He went back into the kitchen and finished setting the table. 'Handle with care but do not smother,' he said to himself as he placed the chicken dish on the dining room table. 'Easier said than done,' he thought.

Eric stood at the top of the stairs and tried to quietly get Callen's attention.

"Pssst!"

Callen was working on a report and was totally oblivious.

"Pssst!"

Emily looked up and saw the urgent look on Eric's face and got his attention. "Hey, I think Eric needs you upstairs," she whispered.

Callen looked at Emily then noticed she was pointing up. He finally realized what was happening and jogged upstairs to Eric who led him back to the empty office.

As soon as Callen shut the door he exclaimed, "Got 'em!"

"I never doubted you. Who is it?"

"Her name is Patricia Langford and she has been here for just about six months. She is our cyber threat specialist which explains why we rarely see her and how she was able to spy on us without getting caught. She is a fully trained field agent but is chained to her computer and her office most of the time."

"And dear old Granger probably promised her an actual field job if she cooperated with him," Callen speculated.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Callen grinned and said, "I want you to send a message to me on our internal system."

"This is fantastic! Did Taddeo teach you how to make this too?" Kensi asked as she closed her eyes and savored the baked chicken.

"Nope. I learned how to make this all by myself," he said proudly.

She looked over at him and said, "You mean you actually used a cookbook?"

He blushed slightly and admitted, "No, I just experimented with different spices and came up with it. Can you seriously see me reading a cookbook?"

"No but I also never would have pegged you for a chef either. This is really good."

"Thanks."

They sat in comfortable silence for a minute or two. Deeks was afraid to bring this up but it needed to be discussed.

"Hey, I was wondering…" he paused as he gathered his courage.

"About what?"

He swallowed hard and took a big breath. "Do you think your Mom could come over and stay with you during the day after I have to go back to work on Monday?" he said quickly. "I mean it's just temporary and I know you are fully capable of taking care of yourself but…"

"But what?" she asked as she leaned back and folded her arms across her chest.

This was not going well. He sighed and put down his fork. "Look Kens, I know you said you don't need a babysitter but maybe you can look at it from my point of view. I will feel much better and be less worried about you if I knew someone was here in case you needed something. I can stop by during lunch if we're not on a case and I'll come home as soon as I can after work."

She sighed and placed her elbows on the table then rested her chin on her hands. If it was him at home recovering from an injury she would want someone to look after him when she couldn't be there. She totally understood but her stubborn streak couldn't help but cause her to protest at least a little bit. "How about if I get her to come over after lunch on the days you can stop by and maybe a bit earlier on the days you can't?"

He had fully expected it to be a long, unpleasant argument and was totally caught off guard. "Really? I mean… deal!" he said as he held out his hand to hers.

She took it and shook it firmly but couldn't help the smile that erupted when he pulled it toward himself and started kissing all over her hand and making 'smooching' sounds.

"Marty, you are such a child," she said giggling.

"I know but you love it," he replied grinning.

"For some unknown reason, yes I do."

"Wait right here. I have a surprise for you," he said as he went back into the kitchen. He came back out with the most colorful dessert she had ever seen.

"What is that?" she said as she admired the round treat.

"It's called a fruit pizza. It's all kinds of fruit on top of a light crust made out of cookie dough. It's kind of healthy because of the fruit but should satisfy your sweet tooth at the same time."

"It's too pretty to eat."

"Okay then, I'll just put it back…"

"Don't you dare," she said as she reached for it.

He used a pizza wheel to cut it into slices and she moaned as she took the first bite. "This is… perfect," she said between bites with her mouth full.

He sat and watched her eat and couldn't help but smile. She was just so adorable. Despite everything they had been through in the last few months he couldn't help but feel as if he was the luckiest man on earth.

Eric sent the message Callen had composed through the internal system and they were about to set up a simple entrapment scheme.

Callen opened the note and read it but waited about half an hour before he responded. Emily and Sam stood behind him as he composed a response to the original note. She couldn't help but chuckle as she read it.

Thanks Eric for checking to see if Agent Jackson is still with the CIA. I really need you to keep this just between us. I'm not sure why the CIA wants me back and I doubt I will take the job but I don't want Hetty to get wind of this and get upset. Thanks Bro.

Callen

He looked up at Emily to see what she thought and she whispered, "Sounds good. What do you think Sam?"

"Send it," he replied.

He grinned and hit the send button then they made a beeline for Hetty's office.

"Hey Hetty," Callen said smirking as they all stood in front of her desk.

"Any news?" she asked.

"Let's just say that I think your phone will be ringing within the hour." He told her what Eric had found out and about the trap they had set.

"And what would you like me to say when he calls to tell me you are jumping ship?" Hetty asked grinning.

"I can think of a few choice things, but the best response would probably be somewhere in the neighborhood of 'hogwash'."

Hetty nodded and smiled as she sat down. Her smile faded when she thought about Patricia. "And what do you suggest we do with our snitch?"

"I think we should keep the 'lines of communication' open between us and Granger for as long as possible. Once it is shut down, he'll just find another way to get what he wants. At least this way, we can control what he gets."

"Agreed. In the meantime, it's business as usual."

"In other words, back to the reports," Emily said with a sigh.

"Chop, chop," Hetty replied grinning.

Granger picked up the phone and pushed a button on the base. After a few seconds the party on the other end answered.

"I had a message to call you. Do you have information for me?"

"Yes, Assistant Director. I intercepted a message just a bit ago that I thought you would want to hear," Patricia told him.

"And?" he spat impatiently.

"Well, sir… Agent Callen is being recruited back to the CIA."

"What? Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, I'm certain," she assured him then told him what the message had said.

"I can't believe he would go back to them and leave Hetty high and dry," he said as his thoughts were working on what to do about it.

"Sir, how much longer do you want me to monitor them? I feel really bad about spying on my co-workers," she said sadly.

"You'll monitor them until I say so. And you are not spying. You are following orders and if you want to get out from behind that desk anytime soon, you'll continue to do so!" he barked at her.

"Yes sir," she said timidly.

Granger hung up without so much as a 'thank you' or a 'goodbye'. Patricia slowly put the phone back on the receiver and laid her head down on her desk. She couldn't help the tears that slowly dripped onto the table as she thought about what would happen to her career if anyone found out what she was doing.

Kensi was asleep using his chest as a pillow as they sat on the couch. She hadn't lasted twenty minutes into her favorite show before she was softly snoring. He had his arm propped up on her back and was gently brushing his hand through her hair. He wasn't paying any attention to the show. He was lost in his thoughts about the baby and being a father.

At first it had scared him silly but their close call today had made him realize just how much he wanted to be a father. He certainly knew what not to do and he guessed he would figure out the rest when the time came. He just hoped he wouldn't spoil him or her so badly that they turned out to be a rotten person. Most of the lawyers he had worked with had been rotten people and a large portion of them had come from wealthy families who had indulged their every wish.

He wanted his children to have what they needed and just a little of what they wanted. He wanted them to understand the need for hard work and the joy of spending time with the people that you love. As he thought more and more about what he wanted to teach and instill in his children an idea began to form. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips the more it took shape in his mind. He would get it started and then get Kensi to help him with it. Hopefully by the time their son or daughter graduated from high school, the project would be complete.

He wrapped his arm around Kensi's waist and gently pulled her closer to him. He sighed contentedly as he held the love of his life in his arms along with the baby growing inside her.

Granger sat for a few minutes contemplating this last bit of information. If Hetty knew Callen was thinking about leaving she would be devastated. He knew how much she cared about the agent and the long history she had with him and his mother. After a few moments, an evil grin began to spread over his face. If Callen wanted to keep Hetty in the dark until he could make a decision, then so be it. But that didn't mean he had to keep it a secret. He grinned wider when he thought about what the information would do to Hetty and he couldn't wait to be the bearer of bad news.