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The two women walked to the older woman's office in silence. Hetty let Kensi walk in first, then shut the door once she was inside.
"I thought you might want an excuse to get away." Hetty explained.
"Thanks." Kensi smiled.
"Mr. Callen is right, you know." Hetty said, pouring herself some tea.
"He only is if I believe him." Kensi replied.
"Your problem, Ms. Blye, is that you refuse to acknowledge that you are human. Sometimes it is more beneficial for one to let go for a while. Talking about something does not make you weak, or any less able to do your job. Why don't you want to talk about it?" Hetty asked, placing her tea down so that she could grasp Kensi's hand. Kensi was surprised by the gesture; the older woman only seemed to show much affection for Callen, and it was in a way of comfort, knowing his stress level (which was, by the way, through the roof). Hetty had often considered her agents like the kids she never had. Callen and her had a unique relationship. It was hard to explain. It was somewhere between that of a mother/son, colleagues, and friends. It was full of mutual respect, and was fueled by it. Hetty (because she knew everything), knew that Kensi never really had a mother. So, it was only natural for her to give advice to the lone female agent.
"You understand how hard it can be to be the girl." Kensi said slowly. She hated to admit it, but it did feel good to talk to someone.
"I do." Hetty said, letting Kensi go t her own pace. Hetty knew it was no miracle that Kensi was talking, however rare it was.
"So sometimes, it's easier to act like the guys." Kensi explained.
"But you aren't one of them." Hetty replied.
"So they treat me different." Kensi said, resisting the urge to pout.
"You have to understand something, Ms. Blye; your brain, it works different than, say, Mr. Callen. His head tells him to keep quiet. Our heads, Ms. Blye, urge us to alert someone that we're not ok. However, we have to resist that little voice. That is, if you don't want to appear "weak"." Hetty said, using air quotes to copy Kensi's words. In other circumstances, Kensi would've laughed at Hetty's dibbed-teen-ish gesture.
"I get what you're saying." Kensi said.
"But you're not going to listen." Hetty said, smiling understandingly.
"Maybe when I'm not a junior agent…" Kensi said, hoping to bribe Hetty.
"Not going to happen." Hetty answered, using the tone she often used with Callen when she said 'no'.
KINDA LONG, RIGHT? MAYBE I'LL PUT UP ANOTHER CHAPTER TONIGHT IF I GET REVIEWS. I DO WANT TO WRITE ANOTHER HOUSE FANFIC… BRIBE ME! (WITH REVIEWS) J