:: plain ride to N.C. 3 am ::
"So what do your parents think you do?"
"Real-estate," Sara replied, "except for my mom, dad and step dad."
"Why doesn't your step mom know?"
"1. She's a complete worry wart. That's how my dad can keep it from her. 2. She gets on my nerves and I have never completely trusted her."
"Why your step dad? I get your parents."
"He earned it. Showed me I could trust him. My step mom, she never has," Sara explained.
"That makes sense," Callen nodded.
::1 1/2 hours later::
"Callen, callen, callllen," Sara said, poking the sleeping man beside her.
Callen opened an eyelid, looked at her, and then closed it. He had actually managed to fall asleep for an hour. It helped thy it was only 4:30 am L.A. time.
"Would you please answer me," Sara pouted.
"Why? I finally managed to get a little sleep and you want me to wake up?" Callen said, eyes still shut.
"Yes, if you can't sleep during the night like a normal person, that's your problem," Sara replied.
Callen sighed and opened his eyes, figuring he was going to get anymore sleep on the plane ride.
"What do you want?" Callen asked.
"I'm bored," the blonde replied.
"Really? You woke me up for that? You're worse than Kensi, Sara!"
"You're 34 years old, find something to do," Callen said.
"I've tried," Sara sighed. Callen sighed and gave her an 'are you serious?/ you're really on noting me right now' look, "I've just realized something."
"What's that," Callen asked.
"I can't call her Callen around my family and I don't think I could call you George without laughing."
"Then just call me G."
"Really? Isn't that reserved for your closest friends like Sam... and... well... Sam?"
"As sad as it is, G is my name."
"Well, ok, G," Sara said, trying it out.
Callen shook his head and cracked a grin, "now can I please try and get some sleep."
"Who's stopping you?" Sara smirked.
"You're a piece of work, Sara Scott," Callen said.
:: Raleigh airport 2 1/2 hours later::
"We're meeting your dad, right?" Callen asked, as he and Sara walked down the terminal around 10:45 east coast time.
"Correct, and as far as I know, no one else is coming," Sara replied, as they came to the baggage claim. Sara skimmed the small crowd for her dad.
"Daddy!" She yelled, when her eyes landed on him. Sara ran and gave her father a bear hug.
"Hey sweetheart." Sara's dad smiled, returning her hug and kissing her forehead. By this time Callen had made his way to the father and daughter.
"Dad, this is my boyfriend George Callen," Sara introduced to two, "G, this is my dad, Ryan Scott."
"Nice to meet you mr. Scott."
"Nice to meet you George," Ryan shook his hand, "please call me Ryan."
"Ok," Callen nodded in agreement.
"So, my wife tells me you're a cop," Ryan said, "but she also thinks thy Sara's a real estate agent."
"Um..."
"You two work together, don't you?" Silence fell over the group. Sara wasn't sure how her dad would react, "I realize y'all are adults but be careful."
"We will dad," Sara assured.
They claimed their baggage an started on the hour drive to the Scott's residence.