Stain & Varnish
Callen gets a visit from an old friend.
He ran his hand over the smooth wood a satisfied smile on his face as he surveyed the completed table. It was a beautiful piece of work if he did say so himself. Grabbing his phone he snapped a couple of photos to shoot off to Gibbs, eager to hear what his mentor would have to say.
On his way to the kitchen to grab a well-deserved beer Callen heard a knock on his door and changed his path to see who was at the door. Figuring it was Sam coming by to check on his hobby project; he was surprised to see a much smaller silhouette thru the window. Grabbing his gun off the table he approached the door with caution looking thru the peephole to see a familiar face.
"Good way to get shot Renko; I would think you of all people would know to call before dropping by." Callen opened the door as he shoved the gun in the back of his jeans. "I haven't seen you in months, what brings you to my door?"
Mike grinned at Callen as he walked inside straight to the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers, handing one to G. "I had to come in to headquarters to see Hetty about an expense report and I heard a rumor that I had to check out."
"What rumor would that be? The one about our resident lovebirds who deny they have a thing or the one Hetty ripping a piece off Sam for getting her Jag shot?" He twisted off the beer cap and put his gun back on the kitchen counter. "That's about as much gossip as we have going on these days."
"No none of those, though I do find the one about Kensi and Deeks a little hard to believe. I mean why would she go for surfer dude when she could have a real man like me. But no, the one I'm checking on is about the resident bad ass that's taking up a hobby." Renko tossed a cheeky grin at G "Seriously man, what kind of wuss have you turned into with the hobby crap?"
"You've been talking to Sam right, what kind of hobby did he say I was starting? He had better not mentioned that scrapbooking stuff."
Mike finished his beer and went back to get another holding up the bottle to G before coming back into the living room. "He didn't say anything about scrapbooks, all he said was you were getting soft in your old age and becoming Holly Home maker. When are you going to get some furniture for this place; I could use a place to sit."
Looking around the sparsely furnished space his eyes spotted the table. "Now this is a nice piece of work here; you should get some more stuff like this. Once it gets stained and varnished this table will last for decades, look at the solid workmanship here."
Callen grinned as he strutted over to Renko "Thanks Mike, I hadn't built anything in a long time. I'm glad you approve."
"You built this; furniture building is your hobby? Hell man that's not a wussy thing to do; it's a manly hobby. How about building me one when you get a chance?"
G grabbed a couple of rags and a can of stain and handed them to his friend. "Help me get this stained and varnished and we'll talk about it. But first I'm going to need your help with Sam; it's time for him to pay.
The two men worked late into the night to finish off the table, pausing only for a dinner of pizza and more beer frequent laughter spilling out as they planned the prank on their friend.
Yes I know they killed off Renko in the finale, but he will live on in my NCIS LA world.