Eric POV

Nobody was there to help me. Just me and him. Actually him, me and a knife. And he got him. That wasn't a good thing. I stayed as possible from him but when I stepped back, he took a step towards me so it wasn't helping. "Why are you doing this?" I asked and he pointed the knife at me. "It's your fault Dad is gone" he said. "YOUR FAULT!!" he screamed in a empty Mission. "It's not my fault" I said but couldn't help the anger in my voice. "DAD IS GONE AND IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT!".

"IT IS NOT MY FAULT".

"IT IS YOU STUPID SELFISCH ASSHOLE".

"YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE HERE AND HE ASKED FOR IT. HE LITTERALY SCREAMED IT AT ME".

"THAT'S BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT".

"THOMAS YOU WERE THERE, IT'S NOT BULLSHIT. YOU HEARD IT BY YOURSELF" I screamed and he seemed speechless. But Thomas Beale is never speechless. He always need to have the last word. He doesn't care if he's right or not, he need to have the last word. "BUT YOU COULD HAVE IGNORED HIM, BUT INSTEAD OF THAT YOU SHOT HIM". I was right. He wasn't speechless. "IS THAT WHAT ALL THIS IS ABOUT? THAT I SHOT HIM?" I asked screaming at him. He came as close as was possible and whispered in my face "Yeah, that's what all this is about". That sort of scared the hell out of me. Grab the knife and stab him in his stomach. No that's not how it was going to end. But he thought different. He made a cut in my cheek and blood was flowing down. "This and all of it is called karma, and karma is a bitch" he whispered and I trew the knife out of his hand. He started this. It wasn't me. So he had to pay for it. I slapped him in his face leaving a blue eye. I knew Thomas wouldn't let this happen. And I was right. He knocked me in my stomach and it hurt. Much. It hurt much. But I ignored the pain and started fighting. I knew I would lose, he was much stronger then me. But at least I could try.

We were fighting for what felt like 3 hours but it was only 15 minutes, when Sam, Callen, Deeks, Kensi, Nell and Hetty walked in the Mission. "STOP WITH THAT GENTLEMAN!" Hetty screamed and Thomas let me go directly. Callen walked over to him and trew him in handcuffs. Sam walked to me and checked my cheek. "It's nothing. Did he do something else?" he asked making sure I was okay. "Yeah he punched me in my stomach but that doesn't hurt anymore" I answered sneaking a look at Nell. "Go to her" Sam said and looked at me. "What do you mean?". "Go to Nell and tell her how you feel". "How do you-" I asked but Sam cut me off. "How do I know? You two had been looking like that at each other since day one and she looked like hell when you were in that coma. And you can blame me if she is not feeling the same way". "She does, she told me in the hospital but I was still sleeping but I could hear her"I explained. "Then go" he ended and pushed me in her direction. "Hey are you okay?" Nell asked when I walked up to her."I'm fine, you?" I asked not really knowing what to say. You're stupid. Just like Thomas said. You're a stupid selfish asshole. "Yeah I'm fine thanks" she smiled at me. "Can I talk to you for a second?" I asked guarding her away from the team. "Sure".

"Hey uhmm I don't know how to start so I'm just starting, I think" I started. Great. You're doing it so great! Hahaha of course not, stupid! She frowned.

"Iheardyouinthehospital" I blurted out. "What?!" she said.

"I heard you-".

"You heard me in the hospital".

"And, I think you're beautiful" I knew that I was so red like a tomato. The only thing she did was blushing, and it was adorable. "You really think?" she asked not sure but still with the blush on her face. "Yeah, I think that. And I also think that you're amazing and smart and you're just... I can't even think of words to describe you, Nell. I love you so freaking much".

She was speechless. I've got Nell Jones speechless. That doesn't happen so fast.

But someone had to ruin our moment. And with someone I mean Thomas. "Like I said, you're just an stupid selfish asshole" he said. "Well, I guess that's just who I am, right?" I said and ended the argument. "And you were right. Karma is a bitch". Callen handed him over to LAPD and said he was going to prison for the rest of his life. They got their stuff, said goodnight and walked away.

I turned around and saw Nell still standing where I left her. "You're not going home?" I asked not knowing what to say other than that. "Not after I have done something" she answered with a grin on her face. "Oh and what might that be, Miss Jones" I asked teasing her. "Oh I don't know, Mister Beale. Maybe something like this" she answered and she took a step forward, her face only a few millimeters away from mine. She reached up on her toes and before I knew it her lips were on mine. Everything was perfect that moment. Everything. Thank god for my brain that reminded me for kissing her back instead of standing there like the first time. The fact that I was kissing Nell Jones was perfect. You're just partners. She is your best friend. You can't kiss your best friend. Sorry mind, today I can. And maybe I can do it all the time from now. You can't.

But what started as an gentle kiss quickly became a battle of our mouths, trying to get the most of each other. I lifted Nell up on her waist and she wrapped her legs around mine as I set her down at Callen' desk. This was defenitly the best moment of my life. Sadly there's something called oxygen. She pulled slowly back and rested her forehead against mine as we both were trying to catch our breath. With matching grins on both of our faces she said "I love you too". Before I could do or say anything Hetty appeared in the hallway.

"I think congratulations are in order" she said with a knowing smile.

"Thanks Hetty" Nell said first looking at me and then at Hetty.

"And Mister Beale?".

"Yeah Hetty?"

"Go to the hospital".

"Why?"

"Your cut"

"Sam already checked it. It's nothing he said" I said and she just stared at me. With her famous Hetty stare. "You know what I'll stop by" I said and she walked away. "She gave you the stare, didn't she?" Nell said smirking. "She's really scary when she does that" I whispered. "I can still hear you, Mister Beale" Hetty said from her desk. "She's over ten feet away from us. How can she hear it?" I asked terrified. Nell just laughed and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards our cars. "It's Hetty. The master of the universe like you always say" she said and opened the drivers side. I chuckled and got to my own car. "See you tonight?" she asked. "See ya" I said and got in my car and drove away.