A week after the tearful reunion with Callen and the team, Emily had her apartment in New York packed up, a letter of resignation as director of the CIA, and herself and Aiden on a flight to LA. Two weeks later, she had moved back into her old house and once again held a position with NCIS. Although, both Emily and Callen had taken a few weeks off to settle into a lifestyle that was new to both of them.

To celebrate the team being back together as well as the team's honorary nephew, they had been invited to Emily and Callen's house for an October barbeque. Sam and Callen had taken the lead on the burgers and hot dogs while Emily and Kensi sat looking at Aiden's baby pictures. Aiden was meticulously showing Deeks his very large collection on toy dinosaurs and Deeks in return was giving his very best T-Rex impression

"Looks like Deeks found a new best friend." Kensi said, turning to look at her partner who was enthusiastically playing with the three-year old. Deeks was now playing rocket ship with Aiden, throwing him up in the air and bringing him back to the ground. Aiden loved it until Deeks accidentally hit the boy's knee on the edge of Emily's glass coffee table. In a matter of seconds Aiden's bright blue eyes filled with tears and let out a loud wail.

"Ohmygod! I'm so sorry!" Deeks exclaimed, a look of terror on his face. "I broke him."

Emily just laughed and casually walked over to where her son was crying on the floor. Hearing the commotion, Callen came in and shot Deeks an icy look.

"What did you do Deeks?" Sam asked, joining the rest of the team.

"I…. uh… I don't know."

"It's fine Deeks. You didn't break him. Don't worry about it." Emily said, picking up her son. "Here Callen, why don't you take Aiden outside and let him run around in the backyard."

Callen took the still sobbing boy out of Emily's arms and Aiden immediately went quiet.

"Hey Aiden." Callen cooed. "You're fine aren't you?"

The little boy nodded and wiped the tears from his face. "You want to go play?"

A bright smile spread across the little boys face.

"He really does have a way with Aiden." Kensi said after Sam and Callen had returned outside.

"Yeah. I guess he does."

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Kensi asked hesitantly.

"You want to know why I left." It was more of a statement than a question

"Yeah. I mean, Callen has always wanted a family."

Emily seemed to consider this for a moment before answering. "At the time, I didn't think Callen knew what he wanted. I was scared that he would change his mind and leave. I still am."

"You know he wouldn't leave you and Aiden."

"I love Callen but his past keeps him from settling down sometimes."

"He has a son now. He has a family." Kensi smiled encouragingly. "It's something that he's always wanted."

"I hope your right."

Outside, Callen and Sam were watching Aiden play with his mini basketball set.

"Dude, G, he really does look exactly like you."

Callen smiled. "He does." He had dreamed about a day like this for a long time. A day when he had a family of his own. A day when his son would look at him like Aiden was now.

"Daddy! Uncle Sa! Come play." Aiden squealed.

"Uncle Sa?" Sam said, an eyebrow raised in confusion.

"What? So the kid can't pronounce your name. It's not like it's that important." Callen laughed

"Don't make me kick your ass in front of your son." Sam joked. And so a full blown mini basketball game began.

Looking out the kitchen window, Emily smiled to herself. She couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with that man.