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When Callen and Deeks finally parted lips the sun had set and they were surrounded by the shadowy darkness of a night lit only by the moon. They could no longer read every emotion that crossed the other man's eyes in the silvery light. That gave Deeks the courage to address the question that was foremost in his mind now he and G had crossed the boundary line they had been walking since he left NCIS and LA.

"G, what's going to happen now?" He asked gently smiling up at the man lying above him.

At those words Callen pulled himself into a sitting position and turned to stare out at the water. Watching the way the occasional wave crest would sparkle as it caught the moon light. In doing so he finally answered Marty's question. "I don't know."

"I want to be with you, G." Deeks replied as he too sat, though he was slightly behind Callen and staring at him rather than the ocean, wanting to be able read any tells he gave in his body language as they had this conversation.

"It's not that easy." Callen responded before turning to meet Deeks' eyes. "I live hundreds of miles away, Marty. Not to mention I don't really get structured time off. I just… I don't know how we could make it work."

Deeks sighed at those words. He knew they were true, but he didn't want this to be it. He wanted to be with G. Wanted to see where this thing between them could go, wanted to see if they could have a future. As such he said words he never thought he would say. If it was the only way, well then.

"I could always come to you, on my days off." He suggested, but even he could hear the slight quiver in his voice at the idea of returning to LA.

It was a quiver Callen didn't miss either. Therefore he turned so he was facing Deeks and could grab his arm, hoping it would show how honestly he felt the words he spoke. "I don't want you returning to LA until you're ready."

"So you're saying that it won't work?" Deeks replied in a tone filled with sadness. So this was it. One perfect night and what could have been between him and G would end before it could truly begin.

"No. I'm saying it's going to be hard. But I want to try, if you do." Callen responded moving his hand down Deeks' arm so it was resting on top of the younger man's hand. He knew with his head that this wasn't a good idea, but looking at Marty, hearing the sadness in his tone, well it wasn't his head that was in control right then. No it was his heart.

"I do, I really do." Deeks replied with hope as he smiled at the man sitting across from him. And as he said the words he turned his hand so he could link his and Callen's fingers together, as if by that action they were confirming that they were going to try this. I mean partners of military personnel spent months apart from the one they loved, knowing they were in danger. If they could do that, then surely they could do this, right?

"Okay then." Callen responded squeezing Deeks hand tightly in his own. He didn't know what would happen next, but he was glad that they had agreed to try. Glad to know that there would be more than just this night. With that thought his mind went to his next days off and he couldn't help but curse himself for the plans he had already made. But at least once those plans had been completed Marty would feel comfortable in his home. Therefore with a quirk of a smile on his lips he said in a light heart tone, "I won't be coming up this week again, I have to move this guy who disappeared's stuff into my house on my day off."

"Well at least you'll have furniture when I do come visit." Deeks responded with a cheeky smile of his own. He had forgotten about the things he'd left in LA. Forgotten about what G had arranged for them. It was as if they belonged to someone else, someone who wasn't him. But then, perhaps they did. They belonged to a Deeks that no longer existed after all.

"Yep. And kitchen equipment. I could cook you dinner." Callen replied his smile deepening with affection as he envisioned doing just that. He would like that. Having Marty in his house, cooking him a romantic dinner just like all other couples. Yes he would like that a lot.

"I'd like that." Deeks responded sincerely. It gave him something to aim for. A goal to make sure he kept pushing himself to not just live in the bubble he had created at the bar. He needed to go out, interact with others, learn to move through society once more, so he could go to G's and his boyfriend could cook him dinner. Yes, that was a goal worth pushing through the anxiety and pain for.

"Me too." Callen replied with a smile. He knew it wouldn't happen instantly, but he hoped there would come a time when Marty was ready to return to LA, even if it was just to his house to see him. He hoped he would be able to do that, someday.

Of course it was then that something came into his mind that put a dampener onto those thoughts, but he knew he had to say it. After all Deeks had left everything in his previous life behind, he deserved the chance to leave Callen behind to, without any worry or guilt of the pain it would cause him. He needed Marty to know he was free, even if he knew he himself was not. Because there was no way he could cause Marty any more pain. Therefore taking a deep breath he said, "Listen, I want you to promise me something."

"What?" Deeks asked with a frown at the seriousness Callen had in his voice. Just what was it he wanted him to promise?

"That if you meet someone here, someone you like and who likes you back, you don't dismiss them just because of me. I want you to have a life away from LA, away from NCIS… I want you to be happy." Callen replied clearly, trying to make sure no emotion entered his tone as he said the words.

Deeks' first thought to that was to say no way. But he stopped himself from saying it, and instead tried to think about why G would be asking him to do such a thing. The obvious reason was that G wanted to be free in LA to do as he pleased, but Deeks didn't think that was it. Instead he didn't try to read between the lines and instead took the words a face value, and in doing so saw what it was G was trying to do. Saw how he offering him his freedom to do as he choose, even if Deeks knew he'd already made his choice. As such there wasn't likely to be anyone who would catch his interest while G wasn't there. Therefore he found it rather easy to respond.

"Okay. I'll promise you that. On the condition you promise not to have sex with anyone but me in my bed." Well he might as well get something out of it as well, right?

"I can definitely do that." Callen replied. After all he had no plans on sleeping with anyone but Marty, so that would be rather easy.

"Or on any my furniture." Deeks corrected wanting to make sure G didn't try to find any loop-holes in his words. He was a former lawyer after all. And hey he had already found the loop-hole in the promise he'd made to G.

"Don't worry your furniture will be safe. I promise." Callen responded with a light chuckle. Only Marty would make that correction.

"Okay, then I promise to keep my eyes open for hot chicks, and dudes." Deeks replied before leaning in and sealing the promises they had made with a deep kiss, wanting to make sure that when both of them remembered the promises they made it was interlinked with the toe-curly kiss, something that he was sure would stop anything in its tracks. Or at least, that was the plan.

Finally they pulled apart and Deeks let out a sigh. It was getting late and they still needed to make their way back to the bar. He didn't want to worry Frank or Henry if they were gone too long. Therefore with regret he said, "We should probably go back before Frank sends out a search party for us."

"I think it's more likely that Henry is expecting us to be getting up to no good together after eating his romantic meal. He won't want to think it was wasted." Callen replied with a smirk as he moved stealthily closer to the younger man, aiming to continue the kissing they had been doing earlier.

"I can actually hear him saying that." Deeks responded with a shake of his head. That sounded so like Henry, maybe it wasn't such a good thing he and G had been spending so much time together in the kitchen. It seemed the chef was rubbing off on the other man.

"Yeah, that's because he actually did earlier." Callen replied making Deeks laugh out loud. Well at least Callen wasn't turning into Henry. That had to be a good thing, right? He was just about to say something along those lines, but his words were stopped by Callen's lips locking onto his, and he once more found himself being lowered backwards so he was lying down, with Callen at his side. Well he certainly wasn't going to complain about that. Hell no. Instead he lay there happily falling back into sharing kisses with G and enjoying exploring his chest with his hands. Definitely much more fun than returning, and well they might as well spend the rest of their time together wisely.

By the time they finally returned to the bar Henry and Frank were just making their way up to bed. Therefore they only had to put up with knowing smiles from the older couple and a lot of eyebrow waggling from Henry as they said goodnight.

They went up to Deeks room and changed for bed, without a thought to how their new status could change things. But as Deeks came out of the shower room he was suddenly aware of it, and he wasn't sure what to do now. I mean sure they had been sharing a bed every time Callen came here, but this was the first time they would be sharing one after agreeing to be in a relationship together. So he really didn't know what to do now. As such he stood there procrastinating as he tried to work it out in his mind.

"Get into bed, Marty." Callen said with a roll his eyes as he set action to his words and grabbed the younger man's hands and pulled him towards him. Then once Deeks was comfortably in bed beside him, Callen leaned over and turned off the light, before he pulled Marty once more into his arms and carried on where they had left off on the cliff. Namely kissing, though he did make sure it didn't go any further than just kissing. He knew Deeks wasn't ready for that, and in truth neither was he. This wasn't a one night thing, this was a future they had decided on together, and as such there was no way he was going to jump into bed with the guy at the end of the first night, figuratively at any rate. They had time for that, they had all the time in the world for their relationship to develop at whatever pace they wanted.

And at the feel of the restrained kisses Deeks relaxed into Callen's arms. He knew he could trust G not to take things any further, and he always felt so safe in his arms. He certainly wasn't going to say no to more kissing, to continuing the beginning of their future together.

They continued sharing kisses until sleep claimed them both and they fell into its welcoming slumber with Callen carefully wrapped around the younger man, offering what protection he could from his dreams with his arms and physical presence.