Well, here we go. Another chapter. As I was writting this I suddenly realised that I mentioned in chapter 10 a little bit about the begining of season three, this is set before then, so I've gone back and changed it.

Kensi and Sam ignored the cat and made their way closer to Callen and Deeks. They didn't know what had caused what they saw but they could see the result. Callen was on his back, head to one side, one arm at a bad angle. Deeks was lying across Callen's chest, his head next to a pillar. After making one final sweep of the area, they put their guns away and went to the aid of their friends. They sighed with relief as they found pulses on their respective partners.

Sam helped Kensi move Deeks off Callen and then looked them over for injury. Deeks had a lump forming on his forehead from hitting the pillar. Callen's shoulder had dislocated when Deeks crashed into him. His head also had a lump forming from hitting the floor. Both he and Kensi spent a couple of minutes trying to get them to wake up without success.

Sam sent Kensi for the cold packs in the first aid kit a second before his phone started to ring, startling him. He saw that it was Hetty and answered with "They're out cold but alive. There was a cat sitting on Deeks' back and Callen looks like he has scratch marks on his arm from it. Looks like they were trying to catch it but crashed into each other instead."

"Figures. They are probably the only two people in the world that knock each other out while playing chasey with that cat, and this makes it twice." Sam heard her mutter under her breath. "Have you got the ice packs?" she asked, to try and draw his attention away from the question she was sure was coming.

"Yeah, Kensi's gone to get them. What …" his question died on his lips as Deeks groaned and came around. "Deeks just woke up."

"Call me when you know what happened." Hetty ended the call.

Kensi was heading back to the others when she heard Deeks talking to Sam. She let out a sigh of relief but it was short lived when she rounded the corner and saw that Callen was still out of it. She knelt down next to the older man and broke the packet to make it go cold and held it on the lump she could see forming. She handed a pack to Sam and listened as Deeks told them about what happened.

"We were playing chasey. Barry rounded the corner and I went for him. Callen must have been on the other side because I never saw him until he past the post. The last thing I remember was that it was déjà vu all over again." He rubbed his head, trying to work out the knot that was forming. His head suddenly snapped up and he looked around them. "Where is he?" he asked Sam and Kensi.

"Who? You and Callen were the only ones here. And who's Barry." Sam was trying to check Deeks' eyes for any sign of concussion, but the younger man was making it hard by trying to look around for something.

"Orange cat, likes listening to Barry Manilow, blue collar with bell." Callen wasn't up to making complete sentences yet. He pushed the pack away that Kensi was holding on his head with his good hand after he discovered that he had dislocated the right arm. He looked at his left arm and saw the scratch marks. He realised that it was the pain from the scratches more than the salts that woke him up. He looked around and instantly regrated it, his head exploded with pain and he lowered it to the ground with a groan.

"Where is he?" he managed to turn his head toward the other man on the ground next to him without too much pain.

"I can't see him. He must have got clear before we hit." Deeks finally held his head still long enough for Kensi to check him out. Sam was trying to do the same for his partner but Callen was doing the same thing Deeks had a moment earlier, looking around as much as he could without moving too much.

Callen held up the arm that Barry had scratched "Remember when I said he didn't like it when people were unconscious?"

Deeks looked over and winced, "Ouch!"

"Yeah." He held the arm over his head and looked at it in a bemused way. "Could have been worse." He said a moment later.

"How's that?" Deeks asked as he slid over next him and helped Sam get him to a sitting position against the pillar Deeks had hit.

"Could have been my nose."

"Ah." Was all the detective could say.

Sam and Kensi watched and listened to their two friends as though they were speaking some bizarre language. They looked at each other and were about to ask what they were talking about when Sam's phone rang again.

"Hannah." Sam paused to listen to his boss as she inquired as to the condition of the other two men. "Well they're both awake but talking about … no, no sign of concussion, a couple of bumps and G's dislocated his right shoulder. I think we got it covered, no need for the medics or a trip to the hospital." Sam looked at the phone as the dial tone sounded as Hetty hung up on him.

Now he was really wanting to know what the others were talking about. He turned back to the men to ask, but the question died on his lips as they were looking past him at something in the walkway that lead from the front doors.

There, with a single bulb above him, was an orange tabby cat. He was sitting as still and as straight as a post. He was looking at the two men between Sam and Kensi, one paw slightly raised, as though he was about to take a step toward them, head dipped to one side. Sam looked back at Callen and Deeks and saw that their attention was solely on the cat. Deeks' face showed relief that the cat was ok, while Callen's had broken out in a huge grin and his eyes were full of relief and joy. Sam was about to ask what was going on when the bulb flickered out for a second as the power surged from the storm that had been building. When it came back on a second later, the cat was gone and Callen and Deeks faces were blank.

"What is going on, G?"

"Nothing, Sam."

"G, I get a call from Hetty in the middle of the night to say that you and Deeks have vanished from the security cams here. We arrive and we come across a cat that looks like it took a swipe at you and you brush it off." Sam had managed to get Callen to the couch while Kensi got her partner to the chair opposite it. Sam continued to talk as he cleand his partners arm. "Now, either tell us what is going on or I'll get Hetty back on the phone and say that you both have concussions because neither of you are making any sense." He looked at his partner of nearly five years and saw that he looked toward Deeks and they both nodded.

"Alright." Callen sighed. He knew it was a matter of time before they found out. "Kens, the fake fortune you gave me the other day to convince Nayam-Singh, where did you pull the kitten line from?" He looked at his former student.

"When you came in the Monday before Niko broke into your place, I noticed cat hairs on the back of your shirt." She had spotted them and wondered where he had got them from. She figured that she didn't want to know but when the fortune telling came up, she couldn't resist it. Kensi got up and got the two men a glass of water each then sat on the arm of the chair Deeks sat in, as the two men told their stories of how the cat came into their lives.

A/N: I am SOOOOO sorry for the delay. Family matters and no internet decided to hit me at the same time. As I mentioned up top, while writting this section I realised that I hadn't written anything to incorperate season three, so there will be more than another two chapters to go. Anyone have any ideas for me? Anything they want to see in this. I don't have season three on DVD yet, so I have to watch them online again to get ideas.

A/N 2: Hope this part makes sense.