Everyone else had left the office and it was only then that Callen showed his face. He walked straight past her.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"There's a spare couch down the corridor," she raised one eyebrow.

"But there is two here," she looked behind her. "Listen, I'm sorry for whatever I did. If it's about the park," he turned to look at her. "I was just trying to protect you. I couldn't see you or Kensi, Deeks or Sam get hurt even killed because of me!" her voice became slightly raised.

"It's not your job to protect people. It is mine!" he yelled turning to face her. "You shouldn't have had to do that, even think about it," she started to tear up.

"I didn't do it because I had to; I did it because I wanted to. I could have just walked away, but I care too much about you to do that. If I read last night wrong can you please just tell me?" at this point she started to get frustrated.

"Alena, last night is the reason why I am annoyed. To see you point that gun at your own stomach, it, it isn't something which I could see you do and I live through!" he yelled at the end.

"Callen, I. . . ." she didn't realize she had just said his name until after. Callen walked fast to her and pressed his lips against hers hard. She started to kiss him back before stepping backwards. He lifted his head slowly to look at her. "Callen, please can you just tell me the truth? Because I do not know how to respond to this," he looked down at his hands.

"Neither do I," he looked back up at her. "The truth, the truth is. The truth is I haven't felt this way in a long time and I don't know how to react. After last night seeing you literally save me and then point a gun at yourself, yeah it messes a guy up. All I know is I care about you and last night made me care more," she smiled and stepped closer to him. "And you used my name, without putting Agent or anything before it," he stepped closer to her.

"This is confusing on so many levels," she said.

"I know, you seem to be the one saving me not the other way around," they both looked at each other.

"Well how about in this relationship I'm the NCIS agent?" they both laughed.

"Agreed," said Callen before kissing her again. His hands went around her waist and he pulled her closer to him. She stopped kissing him and smiled before he pulled her back in. The kisses became longer and more intense. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung from him as he kept kissing her. He ran one arm up and down her back before running it through her hair. She released her hands from around his neck and they fell down to her side. He grabbed one hand and spun her in a circle, followed by a dip.

"So now you're a dancer?" she laughed as he picked her up and spun her once more. "I have no rhythm so this can only end badly," he laughed and kissed her again. It was only quick but she still felt the same.

"Alena, get some sleep," he said. She folded her arms.

"Fine, but you are sleeping on that couch right there," she pointed to the couch beside the one she had set up on. "At least I get to stay on the couch and you can't argue about it," he laughed and kissed her once more.

"Well I suppose I should do as an Agent tells me to, especially my own private one," he walked over a grabbed a blanket. He tossed it to her before grabbing another one. She lay down on the couch and moved the book to sit on the coffee table. Callen looked at it. "Hetty?" said Callen and she simply nodded. He tucked the blanket around her and then lay down himself.

"Night," she said.

"Goodnight," said Callen.