Road Trip

Callen needs to find some help. He looks to someone unexpected.

Callen had researched chairs; he knew what he wanted to go with the table but also knew he would need some help getting them built. Gibbs would be the logical person to ask; he just wasn't sure his mentor would be up for making the trip to the West Coast to help him out.

He had considered Sam then nixed the idea immediately; his partner had no desire or time to help him out. All of Sam's spare time was spent with his family and G wouldn't take him away from them. He didn't consider Renko at all except to laugh at, after the staining incident and hearing about the sanding screw up from Gibbs there was no way he would risk his projects to Mike's help.

The only other guys he really knew well were Eric and Deeks; maybe he was misjudging the computer tech but he couldn't see him being interested in actually building something out of wood. Now maybe if it was a computer game about building Eric would be on board.

That left Deeks; G hadn't really given a lot of thought to what Deeks did in his spare time except surf and bug Kensi. He had realized a long time ago that he had more in common with the blonde detective than most people knew; Callen had seen the looks of anguish and pain in Deeks eyes that he occasionally saw looking back at him in the mirror. He knew the happy go lucky, always ready with a joke persona that Deeks showed to the world was just a front.

When Deeks first came to work with NCIS Callen had been skeptical about his abilities but had come to realize in a short time that Marty Deeks was an excellent undercover agent. He could slide into an alias almost as well as Callen did himself. He had also proved to be an excellent partner for Kensi; always having her back, willing to sacrifice his own wellbeing to protect the brunette from danger.

Maybe he should check out how handy Deeks really was.

Deeks had just finished surfing and was gathering up his stuff to head back home when his phone beeped. Checking the screen he was surprised to see Callen's name appear. Usually the only time the senior agent contacted him was for work and to his knowledge there was nothing happening this weekend. Hoping that nothing had changed he pulled up the message reading it with a frown; why did Callen want to know what he was doing today? Sending off a quick reply that he had no plans, Marty grabbed his stuff and headed to his car to pack up. Pulling off his wetsuit he pulled a t-shirt over his head before stowing his surf gear in the car. When his phone buzzed again Deeks saw Callen had sent a reply asking if he wanted to go on a road trip. Taking a seat in the car he sat and stared at his phone wondering what was going on? Was this some bizarre initiation that had been delayed when he started working with the team?

Deciding to just go with it he shot a text back to Callen that he was headed home to clean up and would see him in about an hour.

Callen pulled up to Deeks place about an hour later and hopped out of the truck to head up the sidewalk.

Opening the door "So Callen what's with the road trip, are we hunting big game or terrorists? Should I bring beer or a sniper rifle?"

"Really Deeks, that's the best you've got? Look I wanted to go check out a couple of salvage yards for some reclaimed wood and thought you might want come along for the ride." Callen stood with his hands in his pockets, a slight smile on his attractive face. "I figured I would be driving past a couple of good surf spots you might want to check out."

Looking past Callen's shoulder he could see a surfboard in the back of the truck "You surf, you've been holding out on me all this time. Are you like a Moondoggie kind of surfer or a Big Kahuna?"

"Grab your board Deeks and get in before Gidget come by, I don't have all day to waste." Shaking his head G headed back towards his truck. "I just thought we might try to get to know each other a little better; after all you've been part of the team for quite some time and we've never hung out just the two of us."

"Ok that actually sounds like fun; hang on while I grab my stuff and I have to leave a message for Gidget so if I don't make it back she knows who to ask where the body is."

Marty threw his board in the back and climbed inside the truck "This is going to be the male verison of Thelma and Louise is it?"

"Shut up Deeks."