"Go home," she reiterated.

"But we can help search the hospital for him," Kensi offered.

"No need dear. Mr. Callen will be under house arrest, if you will, within a few hours. No worries."

"But how..."

But Hetty held a finger up and silenced her. "Trust me Ms. Blye. Now scat."

The two junior partners walked out to the parking lot. "Were you questioning Hetty?" Deeks teased.

"Of course not. It just, well, she is so positive..."

"And so right, usually. Hey can I bum a ride home? Pretty sure if I took Sam's car it would be the last thing I ever did."

Kensi handed her keys to the valet attendant.

"You valet parked? Really?"

Kensi gave him an odd look. "Sure. Why not?"

"Huh. You going to claim it on your expensive report?"

The attendant returned with her car and she handed him a tip as he held her door open. After getting in the car she answered. "Why not? It's work related."

"Huh," he said again in a tone that said he was processing this information.

As they drove away, Kensi inquired, "Why this sudden interest in my expensive reports?"

"No reason...well except it seems Hetty is denying a lot of my claims."

"Well Deeks, you do push the envelope."

"Like what?"

"The dry cleaning bills for one."

"Hey that was 100 percent legit. I was digging thru those dumpsters on work related business."

"And the wax?"

"I have an image to maintain."

"I wasn't talking about your car."

"Neither was I. It was for that undercover at that fancy club. Chicks did a smoothly waxed..."

"Enough!" she cut him off.

"Just saying..."

"You say one thing more and you're walking home."

"You brought the subject up," he pointed out.

"Look forget it. Wanna grab something to eat? Your treat."

"My treat! Why my treat? I bet you make more than I do as a LAPD liaison officer."

"Maybe," Kensi said but her tone indicated concurrence "But you can write it off as a business expense."

Deeks eyes narrowed. "You have seen how much I make. That's so not fair. Unethical even..." and Deeks went on to rave about that until they reached the restaurant where Kensi got out of the car and locked him in. When Deeks went to open the door, he set off the car alarm. Kensi ignored her blaring car and went into the restaurant.

"Paybacks a bitch," she said to the hostess. "Table for two. My guest will be in shortly, unless he gets arrested."