"I could really get used to this." Deeks said to Sam. With no new developments on their case, the two "couples" were lounging poolside that afternoon.

"I want this whole thing to be over." Sam said. "At least Callen gets to have a hot girl with him. I'm stuck with you."

"Cupcake, are you trying to say you don't like spending time with me?" Deeks laughed, completely unfazed by Sam's admission.

In response, Sam turned and scowled at the shaggy haired detective.

On the other side of the pool, Callen and Emily were sipping pina coladas with Marina and Josh.

"So, are you guys going to the big dance tonight?" Marina asked.

"What dance?" Callen asked, looking at Emily for some help. Emily just stared at him blankly and shrugged her shoulders.

"On the last night of the cruise, there is always a big dinner and dance. It's so much fun! You two have to go."

"Sure, we'll be there." Emily said casually. Maybe their perp would choose the dance to make his move.

Emily was somewhat disappointed that they hadn't accomplished anything for this case. Even though this cruise had been fun, she felt like they had lost track of the reason why they were there. Callen's thoughts, however, were elsewhere. He was looking forward to the opportunity to go out with Emily that night. For the first time in his life, he wasn't running away when things got serious.

An hour later, Emily's phone went off. It was Eric and he had news.

"What's up Eric? Miss us yet?" Emily joked.

"Of course we miss you. But that's not why I called. I finally got some intel on the case." Eric said, the sounds of typing evident in the background. "I was looking at a crew member, Lucas Matthews. His wife left him four days after they were married. Long story short, he went nuts and now she has a restraining order. I am sending details and pictures to your phones now"

"Well, he definitely has motive, we'll keep an eye on him. Thanks Eric." Emily said and hung up. After filling in the rest of the team, a plan of action was in place. They would all go to the party tonight and see if he made a move. It all seemed pretty simple so the four agents went back to their rooms to get ready.

"What do you think of this tie?" Callen asked, holding up a black silk tie.

"Ummm. It's nice fine Callen." Emily laughed. "Since when do you care what your tie looks like?"

"Hey, well if I'm going with you I have to look good." Callen replied while putting his arms around her waist.

Emily was tempted to just stay in the room that night with Callen but she knew that Sam and Deeks wouldn't appreciate not having any back up.

"Sam and Deeks can handle it." Callen whispered as if he could read her mind.

"Callen!" Emily laughed. "I've got to get ready now." Callen untangled himself and went to go sit in the large living room.

When Emily came out of the bedroom almost an hour later, she was wearing a navy blue maxi-dress with gold stitching on the bodice. Callen noticed that this was different from the short and tight dresses that she had been wearing for the past week. This seemed more like her but it also seemed more conducive to the gun holster that was surely strapped to her thigh. It was a jolting reminder that this was their job and it was their job to catch this guy.

"Are you ready?" Callen asked. Emily nodded and the couple made their way to the ballroom upstairs. Walking in, Emily and Callen saw Deeks and Sam already in their seats.

"I don't see Matthews." Sam said into his mic.

"He'll show." Callen replied, scanning the crowd. "Be patient."

For the next three hours, the agents ate their dinner and made small talk with the couples sitting around them. At 10, the crowd moved into an adjacent room where music was playing. As couples began to dance, there was still no sign of their suspect. Even Emily was tired of this.

"Maybe Eric was wrong on this one." She whispered while dancing with Callen.

"No." Callen said, his eyes darting to something behind Emily. "He's looking right at you."

"I'm going to go to the restroom, see if he follows me and then make your move."

Callen nodded. "Be careful."

Emily smiled briefly before making her way off the dance floor. Sure enough, Matthews took the bait and began to follow her.

"We're moving guys." Callen said into his mic. "Don't lose them."

Sam and Deeks began moving towards Emily. When a new song came on, more couples flooded the dance floor.

"I lost visual." Callen said.

"Us too." Sam replied. "Damn!"

"Eric, I need eyes. Where are they going?" Callen screamed, jolting the techie into action. Sounds of frantic typing could be heard through the earpieces.

"Okay, I'm trying to get a map up. Just give me a second."

"We don't have a second Eric." Deeks said.

….

Emily was casually making her way to the women's restroom, completely aware of the man that was following her. She was wondering what the hell was taking the guys so long. A sharp pain in her shoulder caused the agent to gasp in surprise. What the hell was that? Emily clumsily felt the back of her shoulder and pulled out a tiny dart-like object. He had drugged her? Shit. No longer able to carry her weight, Emily knelt to the ground and fumbled for her gun. A rough hand stopped her and dragged her into what looked like a large maintenance closet. Some sort of boiler looking machine was making an excessive amount of noise.

Emily was in trouble, she couldn't move, the guys had no idea where she was, and no one could hear her scream. This was bad. This was very bad.

…

"Eric!" Callen screamed again. "Where is she?"

"Callen, I don't know." Eric said somewhat frantically. "I'm having a hard time bring up cameras."

"Activate her GPS." Sam suggested.

"I can't get a good signal on her phone." Eric said. If something happened to Emily the team would never forgive him. "Wait! I've got something. She's in a room off of the main hallway but it looks like you need a code to get in. I'm hacking the system right now."

The team raced towards the main hallway and prayed that they weren't too late. Right about the time they reached the room, Eric gave them the access code.

Callen quickly opened the door, gun drawn. Emily was lying on floor, gun in hand. Beside her was the body of Lucas Matthews.

"Took you long enough to show up." Emily smirked.

Callen let out a sigh of relief, as did Sam and Eric. Deeks just looked confused.

"Why are you lying on the floor?" He asked.

"The asshole drugged me." Emily said with a grimace. "I can't really move."

Sam picked up the agent and the team made their way back to Emily and Callen's room.

….

"Hey, you can move your toes again!" Deeks exclaimed as he began packing up Emily's things.

"Bite me."

Everyone just laughed. They were all glad that this hadn't ended in one of them dying. After a week of pampering and fake identities, the team was ready to have things go back to normal. Even Callen, who thought that he would miss this charade. He was anxious to go back to LA and see what his future with Emily entailed. The flight back to LA was long but the team slept the whole way.

Hetty was glad to have her agents back, and to see that they were all safe. Callen looked happier than she had ever seen him and she thought it best to call him in to her office for a report on the "assignment."

"Hetty?" Callen said, walking into her office. "You wanted to see me?"

"Ah, yes. Sit down Mr. Callen." Hetty said as she got up to get a small box out of her cabinet. "This is for you." She said, placing the wooden box in front of him."

A shocked look appeared on Callen's face when he opened the box. "What is this for?"

"I think you know exactly what it is for Mr. Callen. Consider it a present."

Callen smiled as he fingered the contents. "How did you know?"

Hetty smiled that all knowing smile of hers and said "I know everything Mr. Callen."

Sorry this took so long but I had a hard time figuring out where I wanted to take this. I hope you like it! Please review!