Cameron sat in the back of the Challenger and just stared out of the back window knowing that she had definitely been robbed of something that could have been amazing. She was sure that Callen and Sam were talking to her, or trying to, but she just tuned them out as her head was all over the place. Before she knew it they were back at NCIS and she slowly undone her seatbelt. She wanted a few minutes to gather her thoughts and to organise her face into what she hoped would be an unreadable mask. She got out of the car and leaned against it for a little while and then took a deep breath before going into the building.

"Fine we'll just ask Cameron." Deaks said as she entered the bullpen. She was surprised to see the men on one side and Hetty and Kensi on the other.

"We'll ask Cameron what?" she asked unsure she wanted to know the question.

"The guys don't believe me that they have a Look. You know the one I mean." Kensi replied with a wink.

"Oh that Look. Oh yeah they all have it." Cameron replied and her eyes quickly looked at Callen and Kensi nodded catching it. "So what brought this on?"

"Well we were watching the feed up in OPS and I said that you know had the you know and they started to question me. I told them that it was a well-known girl fact but they still didn't believe me even when Hetty agreed." Kensi replied and Cameron blushed. She stood in between Hetty and Kensi and said,

"Oh yeah its true. You all have one." Eric's mouth dropped open in surprise and Sam chuckled.

"I don't have any kind of Look. If I wanna kiss a girl I just do it. She never knows its coming." The three women shared a look and giggled. Sam frowned, "What?"

"She knew." Kensi said smiling.

"No. She didn't." Sam argued.

"Yes she did Sam. She lied to you. She knew it was coming." Kensi replied matter of factly. "In fact I bet you 5 bucks that if you ask any woman about The Look she'll know exactly what you mean."

"You're on. Although I can pretty much prove you wrong with an experiment." Sam replied. The three women waited for him to continue, "G and Cameron. Sit in the middle of the room and just stare at each other." Callen looked at Sam and Cameron looked at Kensi wide-eyed.

"It'll be fine. You know The Look. By the way that was totally intense. How are you feeling about it?" Kensi whispered.

"Robbed." She whispered back, "I can't go through that again."

"Course you can." Kensi replied and pushed her into the middle of the bullpen only for Cameron to scowl at her. Sam grabbed two chairs and placed them opposite each other but close together.

"Sit." He commanded. Callen shook his head and sat down and Cameron did the same. They sat staring at each other again and after a couple of minutes Sam said, "Well this is boring."

"It takes time Sam. If all of us weren't staring at them they'd probably relax." Kensi replied with a roll of her eyes.

"Not likely." Cameron muttered but only Callen heard her.

"You ok?"

"Not really. You've been quiet throughout this conversation." Callen nodded

"Yeah. I know." She gave him a quizzical look,

"As in you know about The Look or you know you've been quiet?"

"Both." He replied with a sigh. Nate had been looking at him since he had come in and he was getting annoyed. He just wanted to go home. Standing up he started to walk away so Cameron followed his lead.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked his partner.

"Home."

"Not yet. You need to prove that theory wrong G." Callen sighed and looked down and then back up as if asking for help. Then he had an idea he grabbed Cameron by the hand and pulled her close. With a pounding heart he gently brushed her hair off her cheek and looked at her and stepped closer.

"There." Cameron whispered. It took all of her willpower not to pull his head closer and kiss him. But her self-control was hanging by a thread. She backed away from him and grabbed her backpack from behind her desk and hurried to one of the curtained off areas. The others watched her go and Callen turned to Sam,

"We do actually have a Look. Now I'm going home." He walked out of NCIS before anyone could stop him and started to head home. A couple of minutes later Cameron came out in her leathers and was about to leave when Sam called her back,

"What did you do to G?"

"Nothing. What did you do to him?" she countered.

"I didn't do anything See you in the morning."

"See you all tomorrow." She waved and pulled her I-pod out of her bag and shoved the earphones into her ears and then pulled on her helmet. Climbing onto her bike she gunned the engine and left for home.

Cameron's apartment:

She hadn't gone straight home, within her first week of landing in LA she had found an empty road where she could race up and down all night and not bother anyone. She had been there for the last four hours. She parked her bike around the back of the apartment building and taken off her boots at the front door so that she could sneak past Callen's apartment. Once she was inside her front door and it was locked she slumped to the floor. She sighed her head was spinning and she just wanted to sleep it had been a long day. Chucking her boots into the corner closest to the front door she slowly pushed herself up.

"Can we talk?" a voice in the darkness asked. Cameron squinted into the darkness and smiled she should have known. She turned on the light and saw Callen sitting on her sofa.

"You know I could shoot you and not get arrested. You realise that right?" she asked tiredly. As she walked towards her living room but hovered in the doorway.

"Yeah I know but you won't." she looked at him as if he was mad,

"How can you possibly know that?"

"You don't have your official gun yet from NCIS and you don't have a permit to carry a private or concealed weapon. So I figure you won't shoot me." He replied standing up and walking towards her. She switched from foot to foot,

"So what are you doing in here and how long have you been waiting?"

"Since I left the office. I told you we need to talk. I figured you'd try and sneak past my door so I thought I would wait for you in here."

"What do you wanna talk about?" she asked as she headed into the kitchen. "You wanna drink?"

"No thanks. What's going on with us and where have you been for the last four hours?"

"There's nothing going on with us and I found an empty road that I like to gun my bike down when I've had a particularly intense day. Calms me down." She answered taking a long drink of her juice. Callen raised an eyebrow at her and put his face into a mask of indifference.

"That's what I was checking on. Its just that since this afternoon you've been a little weird." It was her turn to raise an eyebrow,

"You've known me 24 hours just about. How can you possibly know when I'm being weird?" Callen just looked at her and she slumped her shoulders, "Fine. So will tomorrow be as intense as today?"

"No. We should be able to close the case tomorrow. You know you did very well today considering it was your first day." She blushed and smiled,

"Thank you. Its probably a good thing that I pick things up pretty fast."

"Probably. Well I'll see you tomorrow." He walked towards the door and then stopped and turned to her with a smile, "Night KitKat." She smiled,

"Night Greggo." He grinned and left her apartment.