As I wrote in the last chapter, this is not a death fic. Also, If you follow my other story The Penpal, I mentioned that I would be putting up two chapters, just not for the one story, so here is the second chapter. Please read and review and follow this story, it is not a death fic and Callen does find family.
Five months earlier.
Callen walked into the back door from the parking lot of the OSP HQ. His partner of over five years was away for a while with his wife Michelle and daughter Sally after the whole bombs on US soil and Michelle going back undercover thing. Now that it was over and all the bombs had been recovered, he was spending some much needed time with them. He headed to his desk and as he placed his things on it, noticed a young woman lying on the couch with a blanket over her.
Looking around to see who else was in that he could ask, he didn't see anyone close by so he went over. Callen didn't recognise her. She had long blonde hair and looked to be in her late twenties. As he got closer she started thrashing and when Callen reached out to her to try and wake her up, she grabbed his wrist and threw a punch at him with the other. It connected on his chin and knocked him to the ground; the only other woman that had been able to was Kensi, and that was because he and Sam had taught her how. Shaking his head he heard heavy footfalls behind him and noticed that the woman was still sitting up, looking around. Callen realised that she was still half asleep as her head snapped in the direction of the footfalls when a gravelly voice spoke.
"It's alright, Yana, everything is ok. I'll be on watch." Callen turned and saw Granger pass him and place a hand on the woman's shoulder. She nodded and lay back down, pulling the blanket over her again. After she was breathing evenly again, Granger rounded on him. "What were you thinking, Agent Callen? She could have killed you."
"Killed me?" He stood, hand still on his jaw. "Who is she and what is she doing here? Hetty doesn't let outsiders in." Callen saw a look pass over the older man's face that he would never thought he would see, it was a tender look of love.
"You are not to tell the others. She is my niece, and has been undercover for a very long time, she just got out." After tucking the blanket around her, he left the bullpen, leaving a bewildered Callen staring after him.
Callen watched as Granger left, wondering why Granger had told him. He stepped clear of the couch as Yana started to thrash again.
He shook his head as he went to the kitchen for some ice as the younger members of the team came in, bickering as usual. It seemed that Deeks didn't like Kensi's taste in music for the drive in. He chuckled then grimaced as the slowly forming bruise made itself known. He placed the ice to his jaw and headed back to his desk just as Deeks spotted Yana on the couch. He stopped to listen.
"Hey, who's this? Maybe Callen's turned into sleeping beauty!" Deeks joked at seeing the long blond hair hanging from the lounge, her face facing the back of it. "Want to give him the kiss of true love, Kens?" At Kensi's exacerbated sigh, he grinned "Fine, I will." He picked up his water bottle and took the lid off.
Callen watched as Deeks crept closer, tempted to let him get his just deserts for the fairy tale reference. That was until he saw that the woman's hand was under the pillow. Despite the reassurance that Granger had given her, he knew that it would take a very long time for her to let her guard down. He figured that she had her hand resting on the grip of a gun. He had been lucky that she hadn't drawn it on him. One or both of them could have died. He stepped out of the shadows and waited until he was right behind Deeks to say, "I wouldn't."
Deeks jumped and let out a yelp as he fell toward the couch. Callen grabbed his arm and pulled him clear of the seat, looking anxiously at the woman on it in case she woke up. Finding that she was still asleep, he let Deeks go and continued to his desk, placing the ice pack on his jaw again, waiting for the others to respond. He counted down in his mind and smirked to himself as they both asked at the same time "What the hell?"
"Callen who is that?" Kensi asked. She had seen the lead agent leaning against the pillar in the shadows and hadn't clued Deeks in. Now she was wondering what was going on.
"No idea, but she can punch as hard as you, and that was when she was half asleep. I'd hate to be on the receiving end of a full force one." He removed the ice pack to show them the bruise that was showing nicely.
Before they could respond, Nell called out "Case up guys!"
The three team members wondered why Eric hadn't called them up but soon found out when they entered and saw him sitting in his chair with a large ice pack on his chin and another on the back of his head. "She got you too did she Callen?" Nell asked as she saw the bruise.
"Too? You mean she hit Eric?" Callen asked. He knew that the only reason he didn't black out was because he was used to getting hit. But blacking out would be the only reason that Eric would have a pack on the back of his head.
"Yes, it seems the couch's current occupant hits first and asks later." Hetty said suddenly from behind them. "It took several minutes to get Mr Beal to come round." The usual bounciness that the young tech had was missing as Nell did the majority of the briefing.
Despite questions from the team as to who she was, either Hetty didn't know or she wasn't saying. Given the look in her eyes as they moved from Granger to him at one point, she was miffed that Granger hadn't told her.
The case involved a missing top ranking intelligence Major. The rest of the morning was spent following useless leads and by three that afternoon they were no closer to finding him. As they came into the bullpen after a stake out that provided no clues, they noticed that the couch was empty. Deeks was the first to respond.
"Looks like someone woke sleeping beauty." He sat down and starting ribbing Kensi about her choice in music again.
Callen looked up from his computer at one point and a slight look of surprise showed in his face before he covered it. Deeks didn't notice as he continued teasing Kensi. What had startled the senior agent was that Yana was standing behind Deeks. Right behind him. And she was looking directly down at the top of his head. She must have sensed Callen looking at her because she lifted her head slightly, looked at him and raised her eyebrows. She then tiled her head in the direction of her bag and nodded to Callen that he should go over to them.
Yana watched as Callen simply got up from the chair and made his way over to the bags. Showing no sign that he had been communicating to her. She watched as Kensi managed to keep a straight face all the while keeping Deeks focused on her.
"What are you up to Callen?" Deeks asked as he noticed the team leader head to the couch.
"I'm going to see if I can find out anything about the woman who was here." He crouched down next to the bags.
"I wonder what happened to sleeping beauty?" Deeks joked.
"She got tired of waiting for her prince Charming to arrive." Yana said from behind Deeks, who yelped, fell out of his seat and nearly hit his head on the desk in front of him. Yana came from behind him and headed over to the couch as laughter from both Kensi and Callen filled the room. She took the bags from him and held out her hand for him to shake. "Yana Talbot, Scotland Yard."
