HERE'S THE SECOND CHAPTER OF THE DAY…
DON'T OWN IT (BUT THAT WOULD BE FUN).
The guys were taken aback by Kensi's outburst. Even Kensi was a little surprised. That was something that the only person she'd even consider telling that to was Hetty. Now, she'd yelled it in front of the people she didn't want hearing it the most.
"Why would we do that?" Callen asked with a hint of anger in his voice. He didn't take well to being accused.
"You always ask if I'm ok, even when you know I'm probably not entirely ok." Kensi explained, her anger subsiding a little.
"It's called being a friend. Common courtesy." Callen explained, his anger also lessening, but not his sarcasm.
"If I wanted to talk, I'd talk. It's not 'being a good friend' if I don't want it." Kensi said, quoting Callen. He resisted the urge to smirk.
"I'm sorry. We didn't know you took offense to that. But Kensi, it's ok to talk. It's not weak." Callen explained.
"Ms. Blye, come here." Hetty called from the hall. Kensi pushed herself off the desk she was currently sitting on, and walked towards Hetty.
"She's going to feel the wrath of Hetty." Sam whispered to Callen, who only nodded.
I KNOW, REALLY SHORT. SORRY. PLEASE REVIEW J
