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Anyway, here is the next chapter, it's pretty much just fluff but I felt our boys needed some good times. I hope you like it.

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Deeks was having the most amazing dream. He was lying on the beach at night with G in his arms telling him he loved him, that he was his and that he would never leave him. That nothing would ever come between them. It was glorious and warmed him, making his arms tighten around the real life man below him, making his snuggle his head closer to G's chest. And even if he was unaware of these subconscious actions, Callen wasn't.

No Callen was wide awake and running his fingers through Marty's hair while he looked at him with awe in his eyes. He still couldn't understand how he had been so luckily to get to be with this man. And not just be with him, but be loved by him. It was… mind-blowing. And while Callen didn't understand what his emotions were, he did know that he never wanted to lose this. Never wanted to lose his Marty. And he wouldn't. He would do everything he could to make sure he never did anything to drive him away. He needed to curb his jealously, and he needed to accept that Kensi was going to get close to Marty. She was his partner, and he was going to have to accept the relationship that they would eventually have. Because she was the one who would be watching his back, she would be the one who would stand between Marty being alive or dead, and he had to trust her with his man. Not just his life but who he was too.

Callen knew it was going to be hard, to watch that relationship develop between the junior partners, watch Marty have that sort of connection with someone who wasn't him, but he would. He had too. He wanted Marty to have with Kensi what he had with Sam. He wanted her to become his best friend, someone he could talk to about anything, including their relationship. He needed to let her into this part of Marty's life, let her into this part of his life. He needed to give Marty the freedom to have the partnership that all agents in their line of work needed.

He could do it. For Marty he could do it. Because he would do anything for the man in his arms. That was something he knew deep down inside him, and its truth was unshakable.

Marty had shown him a world he had always been a stranger to. The one standing on the outside looking in. But with Marty, he was now the other side of the glass. He was living the life he had never thought he would. The life he never believed would be for him because he didn't know who he was. But Marty had shown him that he didn't need to know his past to believe in a future, as long as that future was with the right person. And there was no question in his mind, that Marty was the right person. The only person for him for as long as he would have him, and for as long as Marty would love him he would be his. He was Marty's just as much as the reverse was true.

He wished he could say the words, those three little words. He wished he could give the man in his arms what he had given him, but he couldn't. He had spent most of the night trying to work out why, trying to work out just what his feelings really were, but still he had no answers. He just hoped Marty would wait for him to find them. He believed he would, he trusted he would. Because if nothing else, his night of introspection had shown him one thing. He trusted Marty Deeks. It was a revelation he had basked in for a good hour, the warm glow he got from that realisation. That Marty had his trust. After all it was not something he gave freely, in fact he could probably name the people he trusted on one hand. But now he knew deep inside himself that Marty was one of that number. That would be enough for now.

Though that didn't stop him deciding to ask Marty to get Kensi to keep her hands to herself. He was his, and he would very much prefer that no one else touch him in that way unless it was for a mission thank you very much.


Marty was pulled from his glorious dream by the sound of his cell ringing. He couldn't help himself, he groaned into his warm human pillow, trying to hide from the sound. Though this action only caused his pillow to vibrate from G chuckling at his behaviour. Typical the man was awake before him. When would he ever get to see G asleep? He wondered abstractly before deciding he should probably answer his phone. With his eyes still close he reached out as if he search his bedside table for the damn ringing evil object, but rather than having to search it was placed in his hand by the man below him.

Answering it with his eyes still closed he muttered "Deeks" sleepily.

"Steve… what?... yeah that's fine… see you later." He said in reply to the far to awake cop on the other end of the line. How could someone be so awake at this time of the morning? I mean really? No matter. He went to throw his cell in the general direction of his bedside table only to have it removed from his hand and placed down gently.

"What was that about?" Callen asked not being able to stop smiling at how Marty seemed to snuggle closer to him once the phone was out of his hand.

"Steve has some seminar he has to attend this morning and Monty has a check-up at the vets. He asked me to take him." Deeks mumbled hoping to be able to go back to sleep. His head hurt slightly from the amount he had drank the previous evening and he wanted nothing more than to go back to his wonderful dream where G confessed his love to him.

"How you going to do that if your car doesn't work?" Callen asked smirking at the groan this sentence enlisted from the other man. Though he was less happy when Marty pulled away from him to roll onto his back.

"I don't know." Deeks replied realising that sleep would not be returning to him that morning, and therefore trying to wake himself up even if he did throw his arm over his eyes trying to keep out the light of day.

"I can drop you off it you want, though we'll have to go via Sam's as I'm picking him up this morning." Callen responded turning on his side so he could trail his fingers across Marty's bare chest. Touching him in the places he knew he liked the most, and got the best responses from his lover.

"Yeah?" Deeks replied moving his arms so he could smile into the blue eyes of the man he loved. Eyes that were full of warmth and humour at his behaviour, not to mention desire. Oh yeah there was definitely desire in G's eyes. Hmm, maybe waking up wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Yeah." Callen responded smiling down at his man. He loved how he looked first thing in the morning, with sleep still in his eyes and his hair all fluffy from where he had run his hands through it most of the night. Oh yeah, this was definitely the best sight in the world in Callen's mind.

"You know that means that you'll have to shower here. You have some spare clothes." Deeks replied moving closer to the man next to him so he could wrap one hand around his neck and gently massage his muscles there while the other trailed its way down G's chest and further beneath the covers.

"I do." Callen chuckled knowing full well what Marty was thinking about how they could spend their unexpected extra time together, and very much with him on that one.

"Which also means we don't have to get up for a while." Deeks replied his fingers moving in circles on G's abdomen muscles showing his intentions very clearly.

"Hmm, what will we do with that time?" Callen asked moving closer to the younger man, but not yet bringing their lips together. Wanting to continue the teasing conversation which was so familiar to the ones they had previously had. A conversation which removed all thoughts and memories of what had happened the night before. A conversation that made them both know that they were back to where they had been before, if not a little further along the road they were walking together, hand in hand.

"Oh I can think of a few things." Deeks replied with a smirk before using the hand he had on G's neck to pull him close and sealing there lips together in a sweet, sensual kiss, which soon changed to something else, taking them somewhere else. The place of happy oblivion they both wanted to visit that morning to reaffirm the truth they had spoken to each other the previous evening, one with words and the other with actions. It was what they both needed and what they both wanted, and it was perfect.