Cameron stretched her arms and legs and sighed happily. She wasn't hung over and she was definitely going to have fun with Deeks. Climbing out of her double bed she shivered when her warm feet hit the cold wood floor in her bedroom, carpets, she thought irritably. She hated wood floors. Running into her bathroom she turned on the shower and climbed in. Twenty minutes later she stepped out and quickly dressed. She was already late but not by a lot. She quickly dragged a brush through her short hair and ran out of her apartment. She was almost at her bike when she remembered Deeks shit! She hurried back up the stairs and practically broke down her own door before skidding into the living room to find it empty. Hm. How late am I?

Who cares? Get going!

Right! She thought to herself. Racing down the stairs she vaulted onto her bike and gunned the engine before she started weaving in and out of LA traffic. She pulled her bike next to Callen's 4x4 and grinned. Hoping off she walked cheerfully into NCIS and stopped just short of the bullpen where no one could see her.

"What's with him?" she heard Sam asked someone.

"No clue. Found him like this. Doesn't look like he's been home let alone slept." She heard Callen reply. Her grin widened. Holding her head up high she walked into the bullpen and laughed at what she saw. Deeks had his head on his hands and appeared to be sleeping.

"Morning!" she called happily. She got three suspicious looks off Callen, Sam and Kensi and a look of pure irritation off Deeks. She smirked at Deeks and Callen turned around with a confused look on his handsome features.

"Oh so you are alive." He commented.

"Barely." Deeks answered then he said, "How?" was all he could manage. Callen turned to Cameron, who winked at him,

"What's going on here?" Sam asked her. Cameron smirked again.

"We went out after shift and lets just say Deeks here can't handle drinking with me." She walked up to him and whispered, "Lightweight." Into his ear. He tried to swat her away but he was still uncoordinated and he missed her causing him to growl before putting his head back onto his hands. Callen raised an eyebrow at her as she walked to her desk.

"Yes?" she asked him sensing him watching her.

"You went out drinking last night?"

"Yes. So?"

"You drank him under the table?"

"Yes."

"Hm." At this Cameron actually looked at him suspiciously.

"Why?"

"Your sister was out last night as well."

"There's a big surprise." Cameron replied sarcastically.

"Hm. I found out what happened in New York." Callen replied hoping that Cameron would actually explain. She eyed him critically.

"Liar."

"I'm not lying." Cameron raised an eyebrow at him,

"Ok. So what happened in New York?" she was actually calling him on it.

"You know what happened. What I don't understand is why you didn't just tell me so I wouldn't have had to drag her into the mission." Cameron smirked.

"You don't know what happened and you want to get rid of her." Callen glared at her and she glared right back at him. Kensi chuckled causing both of them to turn to look at her in puzzlement.

"What its funny! I've never known Callen to admit defeat before."

"I'm not admitting defeat but I could use some help keeping her in the house." He replied looking at Cameron again.

"Handcuff her." Cameron said going back to her paperwork but then stopped thinking about what she had just said,

"Actually don't she'd probably enjoy it." She shuddered at the thought and then grinned at the thought of Callen handcuffing her. She was still staring off into space when she saw a hand waving up and down in front of her eyes. She blinked a couple of times and Callen's smirking face came into focus,

"What were you thinking of?" Cameron looked into his eyes and she could see mischief in them.

"Never you mind. Now how are we going to go about getting rid of my darling sister?"

"Well since your so good at making her feel unwelcome I thought I would leave that up to you." Callen replied. Cameron narrowed her eyes at him,

"Now you listen to me Greg I am not getting rid of her. She's your problem. So you deal with her!" Sam started to laugh at Callen's look of total confusion and annoyance.

"But she's your sister!"

"Not by choice!" their voices were steadily getting louder and louder and Cameron moved from around her desk so that they were standing toe to toe.

"Could you guys keep it down?" Deeks asked from his desk. As one Callen and Cameron turned around and said,

"NO!"

"Its your own fault Deeks. You shouldn't have stayed out as long." Sam muttered.

"I wasn't going to leave her by herself. Especially in the state that she was in. Anything could have happened!" Deeks replied defending himself.

"I Can look after myself!" Cameron screeched she was getting sick of all the testerone. Three pairs of male eyes looked at her,

"What?" she snapped. Callen and Sam exchanged a look.

"Ok. I'll make you a deal. If you can beat Sam in a fight I will get rid of your sister but if you lose you have to get rid of her." Callen said to her knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to resist the challenge. Cameron studied him,

"What's the catch?"

"There is no catch."

"There's always a catch Greg. Now what is it?" she demanded. Callen smirked at her, which just confirmed her suspicions. Before either of them could say anything a noise made them look towards the entrance of the bullpen. There stood the reason they were arguing.

"Hi guys." Sandy said with a wave of her arm. Cameron groaned and went back around to her chair. The rest of the team said morning but Cameron refused to look at her let alone talk to her. Smirking Sandy walked up to Cameron's desk and sat on the corner.

"I said morning sister."

"Actually you said hi guys and since I neither like you nor am I a guy I didn't feel the need to answer you. Get off my desk."

"So grouchy in the mornings." Cameron sighed and looked at her,

"Actually I'm perfecting amicable in the mornings I just don't like you. Now get off my desk but I push your skanky ass onto the floor."

"You wouldn't do that." Sandy replied and looked at Callen who had backed away from the bickering siblings.

"I cannot believe they are related." Sam muttered so that only Callen could hear him. Callen nodded imperceptibly but Sam caught it and grinned.

"Who do you think would win?" Sam asked the question to Deeks and Callen.

"Cameron." They both replied in unison.

"So what do you think Callen?" Callen narrowed his eyes at Sandy.

"What do I think about what?" Sandy pouted.

"You weren't listening to me!" she accused him. Before Callen could reply Sandy found herself on the stone floor.

"I told you." Cameron said sitting back down before adding, "Of course he wasn't listening to you. They were too busy trying to decide who would win between me and you in a fight."

"Of course they picked you right?" Sandy asked from the floor. Cameron didn't answer but smirked instead.

"I think I would win." Sandy replied getting up. Cameron snapped her head up,

"You really think you would win?"

"Yes."

"Yeah right." Hetty appeared in the bullpen,

"You know we could settle this the old fashioned way." Cameron looked up at Hetty and grinned,

"To the death?" she asked hopefully.

"Not that old Miss Mitchell. But you could have a dual of sorts. Or rather a fight in the gym. The terms are up to you." Cameron turned to look her sister up and down,

"Right here are the terms, I win you leave and never come back."

"What if I win?"

"You won't." Cameron stood up and went to change into some work out clothes. Sandy turned to Hetty and said,

"Is there something that I can change into?" Hetty motioned for her to follow and Sandy left. Once they were out of earshot Callen said,

"Get Eric and some recording equipment." Sam nodded and ran up the stairs.