(NCIS: OSP Headquarters)
(Emily's P.O.V.)
I looked at my phone as I leaned up against the wall.
One more minute, I thought.
I took a deep breath and let it out. Calming myself a little.
But just a little, didn't help much.
I was so nervous and scared at the same time.
I wasn't sure what to think.
Suddenly, my phone beeped. Signaling that the time for waiting was over.
I glanced at the stick on the sink counter.
Great, I'm afraid of a stick, I thought. I wonder what Nate would think of that one?
I moved my hand toward the stick, but withdrew it just as quickly.
The stick was either going to leave me be, or change my life forever.
Do I really want to know which one it is?
Funny. I'm in dangerous situations all the time, and I'm not scared at all.
But when it comes to a pregnancy test, I'm scared to death.
Part of me wished Hetty was still here. She would have looked at the stick already and told me what was on it.
I have to look…..It's the only way I will know for sure.
I took another deep breath, grabbed the stick, and closed my eyes as I prepared myself for anything.
Then, I opened my eyes, and looked at the stick.
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(Callen's P.O.V.)
Deeks was sitting at his desk, with his arms across his chest, pouting.
"Deeks you can always make another one." Kensi said.
"Not at home I can't." Deek said. "I would have to go to the store."
"Then go to the store." I said.
"You make it sound simple." Deeks said. "But it's not. It's not that simple. I only go to the grocery stores on Friday's. And if not Friday's, then Saturday's. And when I do, I get all my food for the week. And now I can't make my tuna and cheese sandwich until Friday, because that's when I will be going to the store."
"You're starting to sound like my wife." Sam said.
"Well, we have shopped in the same grocery store a couple times." Deeks said. "She helped me pick out a pineapple."
"Why am I just hearing about this now?" Sam asked, sounding a little angry.
Deeks shrugged.
I laughed a little.
"Hey, Emily." Kensi said.
I looked to where Kensi was looking, and saw Emily had now joined us.
She looked a little pale, and I noticed she avoided looking at me.
"How are you feeling?" Kensi asked.
"Better." Emily said, smiling a little. "Do you know where Hetty is?"
"She went to the weapons room." Sam said.
"Em, is there something wrong?" I asked.
"Nope." Emily said, shaking her head a little. "Nothing's wrong."
Then she looked at me.
And when she did, I noticed she was putting up a mask.
"I'm going to go see Hetty now." Emily said.
Then, Emily headed toward the Weapons Room.
I watched her walk away.
"Something you want to share with us, G?" I heard Sam ask.
"She lied to me." I said, softly.
"What do you mean she lied to you?" I heard Deeks ask.
"I couldn't read her." I explained. "And she made sure of that….She only does that when she doesn't want me to know something."
"Maybe it's for a good reason?" Kenis asked, sounding unsure, as I looked at them once again.
"I'm sure it's nothing, G." Sam said, in a reassuring voice.
"I don't know, Sam." I began. "The last time I couldn't read her, she was….not herself for a couple weeks."
"Do you know why?" Kensi asked.
I shook my head.
"I asked, but she didn't tell me." I said. "She avoided my questions, and I never found out why….She never talked about it."
"And now you think this time may be the same way?" Deeks asked.
"I don't know." I said. "I hope not."
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(Emily's P.O.V.)
I walked into the weapons room and saw Hetty was talking to Nell.
A couple seconds went by, then Nell looked my way.
"Oh, hi Emily!" Nell said. "Are you feeling better?"
"Yes." I said, smiling at little at her.
"Miss Jones, do you mind giving me and Miss Taylor some privacy?" Hetty asked.
Nell looked at her confused, then she looked at me, before giving a nod, and walking away. Leaving me with Hetty.
I walked over to Hetty.
"You should have seen Mr. Hanna take that sandwich away from Mr. Deeks." Hetty said. Then she laughed a little. "It was quite a fight Mr. Deeks put up."
I smiled as I imagined Sam and Deeks fighting over a sandwich.
"But I don't think that's why you're here." Hetty said.
"You're right." I said. "It's not."
Hetty studied me for a moment, then she asked:
"What did it say?"
"It was negative." I said.
"So you're not?" Hetty asked.
"No. I'm not." I said. "It's just a bug that got triggered from the sandwich."
Hetty continued to study me.
"Then why are you looking as if you plan on hiding something from Mr. Callen?" She asked.
"Because I have an idea, that he won't approve of." I said.
"Ah." Hetty said. "And what is the plan for?"
"To get Midura and Adam out of hiding." I said.
Hetty nodded.
"And let me guess," She began. "It has everything to do with you, and absolutely nothing to do with Callen."
"Correct." I said.
"But he will be involved somehow." Hetty said.
"Yes." I said.
Hetty thought about what I was telling her.
"I believe I know where you're going with this, Emily." Hetty said. "And if I'm correct….I think it may just work…..Mr. Callen, however, will not like this."
"I know." I said. "I already thought this through every angle…I'm prepared."
"No one can be prepared to lose someone they love." She said. "Despite the cause, and no matter how much you try."
"Midura just wants an eye for an eye." I said. "Callen killed Sheela, and now all Midura wants to do is kill me, so that Callen will go through what he went through. And the plan I have will guarantee that Callen and I will make it out this thing alive…With the help of Nell, of course."
"Alright." Hetty said. "I just hope you know that Mr. Callen may never forgive you."
"…I know." I said quietly. "But if he was in my place, he would do the same thing."
"….I can't argue with that." She said.
It was silent for a couple seconds, then Hetty said:
"Let's go brief Nell on your plan, and get the proper things we need in order. If we're going to do this, we need to do it flawlessly, and under the radar."