They sat in an uncomfortable silence until Callen had to break it.

"So do you want a hand with your painting?"

"I want to ask you something." Cameron replied not answering his question. Callen quirked an eyebrow.

"Why were you in a bad mood with me yesterday?"

"I wasn't. So do you want a hand?" he asked her again. She scowled at him.

"Yes you were. Now I want to know what I had done for you to ignore me the way you did." She sat with her arms crossed waiting for him to answer her. Callen tried to stare her down but she had a stubborn look in her eye that he found quite endearing. Finally he caved.

"You didn't do anything wrong." She scowled at him, "It was me. I'm not used to feeling so relaxed around someone to the point where I fall asleep. It scares me. I prefer to be ready for anything. It hasn't happened in a long time." He turned away from her. Sensing that he wasn't done Cameron didn't say anything. He took a couple of deep breaths.

"It's been a long time since I felt that comfortable with anyone especially a woman. I have trust issues."

"You trust Sam."

"Yes I do and I trust Kensi and Deeks. But I don't sleep with any of them. When I woke up yesterday I was surprised that I had slept and that you had gone. I've never been so scared in all my life. My mind went in a million different directions and scenarios. I actually thought at one point that someone had broken into my apartment and kidnapped. It was surreal. Then I got angry that I cared that much about you in just a few days. I'm only like this when I've been unconscious. So I must have been in a deep sleep to not hear you leaving. I can't ever be like that again. Its not worth the risk."

"Yes I do need a hand with the painting. How about at the weekend?" Cameron asked.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Yes. You answered my question and so it was only right that I answer yours." He turned to face her again and studied her face.

"Saturday ok with you?" Cameron nodded. Then she had a thought.

"You didn't mention Nate or Eric." Callen looked at her in confusion.

"As people you trust. You didn't mention Hetty either."

"I trust everyone I work with. Some more than others." Callen replied.

"Hm. Interesting." Cameron replied but let the matter drop. After a few minutes Callen said,

"Do you need me to stay the night?"

"No. I should be ok. Thank you. Besides I have many Disney films to watch if I wake up." Cameron replied as she walked towards her front door.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Now get goin' I'm tired." She replied with a tired smile. Callen nodded and left her apartment. He waited until he heard her lock all of her locks and then left for his own apartment.

Friday morning:

Cameron woke up with a smile as she stretched. She had finally had a decent nights sleep. She felt better already. She walked out of her room towards the kitchen to make her coffee. She carefully fell into her sofa and grinned. She felt safer in the orange room for some strange reason. Once she had finished drinking her coffee she headed back into her room to have a shower. She let the powerful spray pound out the kinks in her shoulders and lower back. She rolled her neck and sighed. Should I go into the office? She thought to herself. She had nothing else to do really and she was bored already. She couldn't really do anymore painting as Callen was coming over to help her. As she stepped out of the shower she had already made a decision about what she was going to do that day. Pulling on her leathers she headed out on her bike. She was cruising along the road looking for something in particular. When she was at the traffic lights she saw what she was looking for. Smiling she took a right and parked her bike. Walking into the shop she took her helmet off and asked the counter clerk what she wanted. She was going to be there for at least two hours. She grinned and sat down waiting for her name to be called. Once she left that shop she headed for a shopping mall. She was on a mission.

Friday night:

She sat back with a glass of red wine in her hand. She was shattered. She'd had a productive day and all of her purchases were still in the bags ready to be put away but she couldn't just yet. So they were currently in the bottom of her wardrobe. She'd also bought a car. An electric blue Mini. She couldn't help it. She had completely splurged. Normally she called cars coffins on wheels but this one was quite spacious on the inside and she didn't feel like she would drive to her death in it. Of course she still had her bike but she had realised that she needed something with more than two wheels if she was going to carry on working at NCIS. So there she sat in her living room with her feet up on the table watching a chick flick. Feeling very content and happy with herself so she let her mind wander. She hadn't realised that she had fallen asleep until someone was knocking on her door. The knocker was persistent.

"Alright! All right! I'm coming!" she shouted as she pushed herself up off the sofa. She stalked towards her door and pulled it open. When she opened it she saw someone she wasn't expecting.

"What the Hell are you doing here?" she demanded. The woman standing at the door looked exactly like Cameron except she had blue eyes.

"Is that anyway to greet your sister?" she asked Cameron.

A/N: I know this is very unCallenish but we don't really know how he feels about sleep other than the fact that he doesn't really do it. Thank you very much for all of the reviews. Please keep em coming. Any and all are welcome and I will try and amend things as I go.