Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys like it! It has more Nell/Callen in it than the previous chapters. :) I appreciate each and every review/follow/favorite so please keep them coming! It lets me know that people are still reading and enjoying. Thanks, Kenzie

P.S. The part in italics is Nell's flashback, I hope that doesn't confuse anyone.

Deeks rushed into the house his gun leading the way. He tried to follow protocol but was finding it increasingly difficult not knowing where Kensi was or if she was okay. It seemed like an eternity before he finally saw the young woman lying on the floor. His heart dropped to the floor but he quickly recovered upon seeing her chest moving up and down and her head moving in the direction of him, "You hit?" Deeks asked continuing into the room.
"No. It's about time you made your grand entrance partner." Kensi replied.
Deeks smiled, "It looks like I missed the party." Deeks laughed waving to the guy on the floor.
"Not a party I'd like to have again." Kensi laughed sitting up.
"You guys good?" Sam asked.
Deeks nodded as he held out his hand to Kensi. She took it and winced as she stood and her right ankle touched the ground, "Maybe not?" Deeks replied looking questionably at Kensi.
"I'm fine." Kensi promised.
Deeks knew better, he let go of her hand and watched as she went to take a step forward. As she put her weight on her right ankle she cringed and tried to cover it up by sitting on the bed, "Hmmm Hmmm, let me see." Deeks ordered.
"It's just a sprain." She protested.
Sam had heard enough, "Kensi it is either Deeks looks at it or I tell Hetty."
Kensi looked surprised as Sam turned walking away, knowing what choice Kensi was going to make.
Deeks winked at her as he pulled up her pant leg. He squeezed gently on her ankle looking at her face for a reaction. She had composed herself though and was giving no sign of any pain. He noted it looked slightly swollen, "It's probably just a sprain but maybe we should get an x-ray to be safe..."
"I'm fine."
Deeks looked intently at her and chose not to argue, "Okay."

***

Callen listened to Sam tell him what had transpired at Nell's house, "The guy that Kensi shot?"
"No id yet. Eric is running it through facial rec. I'll let you know when it comes back."
"Is Kensi okay?" Callen asked. He would not be able to forgive himself for letting something happen to her. He knew he should not have sent her by herself.
"I think she twisted her ankle. But she's good." Sam answered.
"Okay, me and Nell are gonna stay in our current location. You guys can stop by and we will come up with a game plan." Callen said.
"Got it." Sam replied hanging up the phone and turning back towards the bedroom where he saw Deeks trying to help Kensi and Kensi waving him off. Sam chuckled at the young woman's stubbornness. Deeks glanced at Sam with a helpless look on his face and Sam shrugged. "So forensics is on their way, we are going to meet up with the others...that is as soon as Kensi limps her way to the car. I'm just gonna have a seat here on the couch, call me when you make it to the car."
Kensi shot a glare in Sam's direction, "You are over exaggerating."
"We shall see about that, when Hetty finds out." Sam laughed.
"What is that supposed to mean? Deeks looked at it, Hetty doesn't need to know."
"Don't you think Hetty will find it odd when you won't stand in front of her?"
Kensi grew pale at the realization that Hetty would be able to draw her own conclusions. She shook her head, Hetty probably already knew.
"I can carry you to the car princess." Deeks offered.

***

Callen sat in his living room, "Their okay."
"Thank goodness."
"What are you thinking about?" Callen asked once Nell had sat for several moments silently staring out of the window.
"I...I...I don't want anything to happen to any of you guys because of me. Callen enough people have suffered because of this and I don't think I could handle it if one of you guys got hurt."
Callen scooted closer to her and laid his hand on hers, "Nell stop worrying. Everything is going to be okay." He whispered.
Nell was looking at the floor and trying to delay the tears until she could make an escape to the bathroom.
"Nell are you okay?" Callen asked putting his hand under her chin and forcing her to look at him.
Nell hated when people asked her that, she knew that the moment she opened her mouth the waterfall would start, "Hmmm hmmm." She hoped that this would be enough to appease him.
Callen kept his hand under her chin. "Hmmm hmmm what, Nell?"
Nell swallowed and her throat hurt, "I'm okay." The moment she opened her mouth she knew he wouldn't buy it. She pulled away and stood up.
Callen had anticipated this. He too was on his feet his hand grabbing the back of her shirt and pulling her back so she fell into his arms, "You're doing it again, Your pushing me away." Callen observed.
"Let me go Callen."
"No. Let me in, Nell."
"Because you let everyone in, right?" Nell asked.
Callen knew she had a point, he knew he was being hypocritical but he couldn't help it, "That is different," he stated even though he knew it wasn't. He swiftly turned her around so she was now facing him.
"No, that is where you are wrong." In the heat of the moment Nell had been able to collect herself and the tears were no longer threatening to fall.
Without thinking, without hesitating Callen leaned down and looked at Nell. His breathing sped up as his lips came in contact with hers. He pulled away looking at Nell as if to ask for permission. When she didn't say anything he leaned back in this time parting his lips and his tongue encouraged hers to do the same. His tongue went into her mouth exploring everywhere it could reach. Callen's hand ran through the young woman's hair and his other hand caressed her back.
Nell had waited for this moment for a long time. As her tongue wrestled his, she tried to memorize everything from the way he tasted to the way it felt to have his body pressed up against hers. Nell was backed up against a wall; Callen's hands were now exploring Nell's body. Nell was aching with anticipation and she was now moving with a sense of urgency. Callen smiled as a moan escaped the young woman's lips, he picked her up carrying her to the bedroom.
She landed and Callen climbed onto the bed straddling her, he kissed her on the lips and followed it with a kiss on the neck. He used his hand to play with her bra strap and he was pushing it down her shoulder when she gasped. Callen tugged at her ear lobe with his teeth. "It's completely different." Callen whispered in her ear. Then abruptly he got out of bed and walked towards the living room.
Nell laid there panting...what had just happened? And why did it have to stop?

***

Callen knew he had just changed the dynamic of their relationship. He knew he had opened a door that he had forced close for a long time. The minute he had kissed her he knew it had not been the perfect time, but he had been unable to stop himself. He had always been able to control himself but at that moment in time he had lost all of his will power and wanted nothing but to hold the young woman in his arms. The door opened and his team trampled in. He noted Kensi was definitely favoring her left leg, "Yo..." Callen began looking at Kensi.
"Don't waste your breath...she's going to tell you she's good even though it's clear she's not." Deeks told him.
Callen nodded, "Did we get a license plate?" Callen asked.
"Didn't have one and Eric lost the van once it hit the highway." Sam replied.
"Where is Nell?" Kensi asked.
"Lying down." Callen answered honestly.
The door opened once again and Hetty walked in, "We got a hit on facial rec. His name is Steve Thompson."
The team heard a noise and glanced towards the bedroom door where Nell stood.
"Who is he?" Sam asked.
"He works for a guy named Michael Carlson. He employs snipers. It seems Jason has enlisted the help of trained assassins."
Callen was watching Nell who showed no emotion upon hearing the news. Callen was still eyeing Nell and mentally replaying what had happened in the bedroom when she looked at him. Callen awkwardly cleared his throat and looked away.
"Our first order of business should be finding Michael Carlson. He would be able to lead us right to Jason and then we..." Sam was saying.
Nell zoned out, and no longer could hear the team's plans. She didn't want them going against a bunch of trained assassins, she knew they could handle themselves but mistakes are made and people die...
Nell was standing watching Jeff bleed to death. She looked down at her own body which was also bleeding profusely. Her eyes fell to Jeff's face which was filled with pain and she couldn't look away. She stood staring as she heard her own voice call out to him and she stood and watched as he struggled to breathe.
Callen had noticed the second Nell had zoned out but he was hoping that she would be able to pull herself out of it, without having to alert the team that Nell was having a flashback. A minute passed before he decided to intervene. He was aware of his team watching him as he made his way across the living room. He gently touched her on the shoulder, "Nell?"
The young woman stood a look of terror on her face. Callen shook her slightly, "Nell it's okay." Callen looked at his team before turning his attention back to Nell. He grabbed both shoulders and shook her more forcefully than before, "Nell!"
Nell blinked before realizing what had happened, "I'm sorry." She told them.
Callen shook his head, "Nothing to be sorry for." He could tell she was close to tears and he knew she didn't want to break down in front of the team so he decided to give her an escape, "Why don't you go lay down and get some rest?"
Nell nodded before turning around and heading back into the bedroom.
Hetty waited until Nell had disappeared before she looked at Kensi, "Why don't you take her a glass of water Miss Blye?"
Deeks jumped up trying to save his partner, "I got it."
"I would prefer Miss Blye to get it." Hetty's eyes sparkled as they always did when she knew something that she wasn't supposed to know. Deeks stood looking at Kensi as if he was asking what he should do.