Title : Cure for the soul.
By : GirlOfSpring
Pairing : Nell/Callen
Summary: It all started with a certain intelligence analyst who needed her music and a certain special agent who was disturbed by the noise. A Nallen story
Disclaimer : Don't own, don't own, don't own.
Note: So, here is another chapter! There is no date in here, yet, as it is more a take on the morning-after but I didn't want to disappoint you which is why there are two chapters this time. (Double chapter, double review? Please?) And thank you for all the lovely reviews for the last chapter!

And from now on I am going to answer reviews individually and not in the beginning of the chapter. This is because the last chapter got me 18 reviews (18!) and with so many reviews it is going to take too long in the chapter itself. (18! A record!)

So on with the chapter and I hope you will enjoy it. And maybe we get to break the record again? (Double chapter, double reviews? :P)

~~~|G|O|S|~~~

It was early next morning when Nell woke up. Slowly, her mind blurred back to consciousness, only for her to realize she was lying on something warm and hard which was quite comfortable, but not as much as her own bed could be.

A slight frown appeared on her face, crunching her brow together in thought as she tried to figure out what she was lying on without necessarily having to open her eyes. They felt as if they were glued shut from sleep, but in the end she dragged her hand up to her face and with her fingers, she rubbed away the sleep from her eyes.

Finally feeling well enough to open her eyes, Nell lifted her head slightly so she could look up and around, finally taking in where exactly she was. And, more importantly, on top of whom exactly she was sprawled out upon.

G Callen was lying on her couch, which was a mere inch too short to support his full length as somewhere during the night, G had shifted so he would lie on his back with her on top of him. Nell could feel how their legs were tangled, but when she tried to move again, he shifted underneath her and she froze.

Something poked her in the thigh and the overly used, cheeky comment of "Is that your gun, or are you just happy to see me?" popped into her head. Nell couldn't help it.

She giggled.

When she realized she did, her hand flew to her mouth and she covered it to quiet herself. It didn't help as another, softer giggle escaped her throat which caused G to shift again.

This second time, Nell managed to stay quiet and slowly, she started to untangle herself from his tall body. It was quite the work, as she had to twist her legs so she could slip them out from between his without giving him a kick and thusly waking him.

After a few seconds of struggle, Nell had managed to free her legs but was now faced with a bigger problem. If she would shift her weight to make a move to sit up, she would surely wake G from his sleep. That was one thing she didn't want to happen.

Her gaze shifted to his handsome face that was completely relaxed for this one time and a tiny smile appeared on her face. He was still sleeping and she would have to make sure to 'escape' without waking him. So, how was she going to do this?

For a few seconds, Nell settled back while she tried to think of a plan. In the meantime, one of G's arms slid up and around her waist, pulling her closely against him once more and she felt a burst of delight at him doing so. Another burst followed the first one when she thought of the date they were going on that evening, followed by a rush of excitement.

Her body tensed, followed by his in reaction. Nell froze when she felt the muscles in his body harden and looked up at G's face again. He wasn't sleeping as deeply as before and he would soon wake up.

If he would, she thought, she didn't need to move and could just wait.

Pleased, Nell laid her head back on G's chest where she could hear his heartbeat softly through the layer of skin and clothing. A smile lifted her face once again.

She hadn't felt this happy in weeks, ever since she started beating herself done over all her insecurities. Now G, the person she had thought would never see her as more than a colleague or a friend, had come and changed that.

Well, had started changing that. She still had a tiny voice telling her that somewhere in the future, G would realize how boring she was and go for somebody else. She pushed the thought away, forcing herself to think about something else. They still had the first date to go on and who knew, it might turn out to be disastrous.

Nell puffed slightly in disagreement. It wouldn't.

Her eyes opened again and she let her gaze drift through the room. The television had been turned off sometime during the night, as the screen was black. From behind them, sunlight came streaming in through one of the big windows and Nell managed to make out her silhouette and even some outlining of her face in the black screen.

With a jolt, she realized her mascara had left dark circles underneath her eyes. She looked like a zombie.

She looked up at G again; who thank the gods was still sleeping. She had to go and get a shower, quickly, before he saw her like this.

It was all very logical.

Yes, he had said she was beautiful the evening before. Twice even, but she wasn't going to let him see her with this runny mascara on her face the first time the sun was shining after what had happened.

No way.

This meant Nell had to make her escape, and quickly.

~~~|G|O|S|~~~

G was slowly waking up because of all the movement he felt. He automatically moved his arms to get the person back pressed up against him, not wanting the warm body to disappear. His move was answered by an annoyed huff that sounded very, very familiar.

The more he was waking up, the better he smelt the fragrance of pomegranate that was surrounding him. But as it grew stronger, the more he woke up, it also started to grow weaker.

Suddenly, the warmth surrounding him was gone and his body felt as if somebody had pulled away his duvet while he had been enjoying some sleep.

But then he heard a thump, followed by a curse before soft footsteps carried away from him.

Slowly, G cracked open an eye to take in his surroundings. He was lying on the couch in Nell's living room and he was alone. Nell must have just slipped out and it was only a few seconds later when he heard the sound of a shower starting.

He let his head fall back against the cushion and closed his eyes while pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand as he thought back to what had happened. He had gone to her house not sure what exactly he would say and not knowing how everything was going to turn out, but it had all changed into this.

After making the decision for the date, they had talked some more with the music in the background and he had kissed her senseless once more before she had started to fall asleep with her head tucked under his chin. He hadn't dared move her so in the end he had shifted his position so he could stretch out a little with the young woman still lying on top of him. And after she had fallen asleep, it hadn't taken him that long until he had followed her.

And now he was here, alone on the couch as she was taking a shower. G stretched himself before sitting upright. His shoes had ended up in a heap next to the couch as he had made the simple move of sliding them off his feet before making himself comfortable. Somewhere during their evening, Nell's quick fingers had moved to slip the heavy, black fabric of his shoulder so he was left in the white shirt he had been wearing underneath. Now, he didn't feel the need to put it back on as he stood up and looked around for a moment.

The living room was decorated in soft earthy colors consisting mostly of green, orange and brown. It was quite calming and he could see Nell living in this room quite well. It had certain elegance to it while at the same time looking very comfortable and cozy. It fit her perfectly.

G looked behind him where a big window was letting in the first light of the sun and he walked passed it. Bathing in the light was a table with four chairs that was probably used for dining; only now Nell had all different kind of things mixed up on it. G could see some magazines about travelling and, funnily, a magazine about dogs.

G couldn't suppress a grin as he flipped it to the first page and was greeted by a huge picture with running Bernese Mountain pups. He shook his head slightly and looked around curiously. What else had she lying around here? At the other side, he found a tin can that was filled with peppermints and he took one before moving on from the table.

In the wall behind it, there was a big, open hatch through which he could see the kitchen. Slipping through a doorless door post, G found the hallway and slipped into the kitchen. He was greeted by soft green walls and white and grey furniture.

But he also found a water boiler, so he put the kettle on so he could make himself some tea as he waited for Nell to return from her shower, forcing himself not to think about the part that she actually was in the shower.

~~~|G|O|S|~~~

In the shower, Nell washed her hair thoroughly before rinsing out the shampoo. She used her extremely foamy soap to completely wash herself and in the end she closed her eyes to let the warm water hit her face.

For a moment, she stood like that; squinting her eyes shut against the water before bringing up her hands and rubbing her face a few times to clean it. When she brought away her hands, she could see some of the black lines of her mascara left on her skin.

When it read waterproof, it apparently really wasn't as water resistant as the manufacturer thought.

She shook her head and got out of the shower, wrapping her hair in a towel to stop it from dripping before unwrapping at again and putting it around her body to dry her skin as well.

A shiver ran down her spine when a drop of water ran down and she could feel it in the fresh air of the bathroom. In the end, she wrapped herself in the towel, covering her breasts but leaving her shoulders bare. A quick look in the mirror showed her that her face was clean so she could go to her room and get dressed.

With a quick move, Nell opened the window in the bath room to let in some fresh air and she shivered again when the cool morning-air swept in.

Damn it was cold.

Nell snuck to the door and opened it so she could have a look in the hallway, but it was empty. She could hear G going through the kitchen down the hall, probably looking for something to eat or to drink. She would have to get dressed quickly and then she could go down and help him with it.

She opened the door completely and the silence in the hall was interrupted by a long, high-pitched creak. Nell froze for a second, holding the door and effectively stopping the noise. G had stopped doing things in the kitchen and then she heard footsteps.

She started moving again and slipped through the door into the hall. She only had to walk to the end of it where a small slight of stairs would bring her up to her bedroom. But she had no such luck. She didn't even have the time to turn around and take a first step when G appeared through the door of the kitchen, frowning slightly. When he saw her, the frown disappeared as he took in her form that was only clad in a towel.

For a second, they both stood still as Nell didn't know what to do and G's eyes slowly slid up to find her eyes, before his lips curled into a grin.

"Good morning Nell."

"Good morning G."

Her heart was beating in her throat as she quickly turned around and disappeared up the stairs to get dressed.

~~~|G|O|S|~~~

G watched as Nell all but ran up the stairs, his eyes still strained on her petite form that had only been hidden by one lousy towel. He shook his head as he poured himself a cup of tea from the pot he had made and held it in his hands to warm his fingertips while he waited for Nell to return.

She generally seemed to be a bit insecure about herself. He had already noticed that the evening before and it was hard to understand why she felt that way.

Pondering, he took a first sip of his tea that was still quite hot. G cursed softly when he almost burned his lips before adding a splash of cold water to the hot substance. It immediately cooled down just enough for him to have another trying sip, only to find it was bearable now and he was satisfied.

The silence in the kitchen was interrupted by stumbling and he turned around, still the cup in his hands, when Nell appeared in the door opening.

Wearing clothes.

"Hmm, and I thought that walking around dressed in towels was going to be the new fashion." He grinned at her while putting down the cup.

Nell blushed a fierce red as she played with the edge of the loose, dark yellow top she was wearing. Underneath, she was wearing black jeans and her bare feet were showing as she hadn't put on any socks or shoes.

She seemed to think for a second about a retort, but settled with silence and she moved to pick up a tiny remote control. Expertly she pressed a couple of buttons and suddenly the kitchen was filled with soft murmur he recognized as somebody reading the news. They were just finishing up with the weather and traffic reports before going back to relaxing music.

"Nell." G took the remote from her hand and he brought up his fingers to her chin to tilt her head backwards slightly so she would look him in the eye.

For a moment, he searched the hazel depths that were staring back at him, trying to find the right words he could say to get her to understand. In the end, he leaned in and softly pressed his lips against hers. The fingers that were still lingering on her skin moved into her still damp her and he pulled her closer against him as she kissed him back.

Instead of giving in to his desire to heat things up, he deepened the kiss albeit keeping it slow all the time. He felt her searching for entrance which he granted, tasting peppermint when their tongues collided. His hands moved down to her legs and he picked her up until she was as high as he was.

She seemed to feel what he wanted as her legs slipped around his hips and supported herself as she kept holding on to him with her small hands behind his neck.

With the petite woman in his arms he stepped forward until she could settle on the cupboard before moving his hands back up again. However, her legs stayed around his hips which he didn't mind at all as she kept holding on tightly.

Finally, a moan escaped his lips and he felt it ripple through her. He severed the connection between their lips but didn't move back to give her space. Instead, he leaned with his forehead against hers and waited until she would open her eyes. He was breathing heavily and he felt her doing the same. After a few seconds her eyes lazily slid open and he found the beautiful hazel having been pushed back by heavily dilated pupils.

A smile graced his lips as he stole another kiss from her rosy lips.

"Nell?" He softly asked.

"Hmm?"

Fingers were sliding over his chest and he found she had already unbuttoned the top two buttons. He chuckled slightly when his eyes darted down to take in this information.

This woman was going to be the death of him.

"I am going to go home. I have to do some things and one of those is arranging our date for this evening."

That seemed to get her attention as her hands stopped moving and she looked up at him again.

"I am going to pick you up tonight at seven. And no, I am not going to tell you what I have planned." He had had plenty of time to think about what he was going to do tonight, but he felt he had found something perfect. He would just have to make sure it would be possible so he had to go and make some phone calls.

He might even have to call in a favor.

She nodded in answer to his words and he made a move to step back but she surprised him by pulling him back against her and into another crashing kiss. There was no time for a slow or deep kiss as it was strong and heated.

In the end it was Nell to break off the kiss before smiling up at him innocently.

"I'll see you tonight."

It seemed actions spoke louder than words if he wanted her to feel better about herself.

~~~|G|O|S|~~~

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