The next morning Cameron got up feeling slightly better now that she'd had some sleep. Although she still didn't know what Callen's problem was. Getting up she threw on a pair of sweat pants and an old t-shirt and putting in her earwig she walked out of the bedroom. Peering over the couch Callen looked as though he was sleeping but Cameron knew better and decided to leave him alone. She walked into the kitchen intent on getting some breakfast when she heard Eric's chirpy voice in her ear,
"Good morning sunshine."
Mornin' Eric.
"Hows things with you and Callen?"
Peachy. Was everyone watching?
"Yes."
Who put the stick up his ass?
"No idea." As Eric was speaking her house phone started to ring, holding up her finger to the camera Cameron picked up the phone,
"Patterson residence."
"Hi, I'm Mrs Scott. I'm just calling to confirm that dinner is still on and if you want anything bringing over?"
"Um…dinner?"
"Yes Greg invited us and a couple of other people for dinner tonight. Did he not tell you?"
"No he did not." Cameron took a deep breath, "Yes dinner is still on. How about seven thirty? Actually make that eight. Is that ok Mrs Scott?"
"Please call me Laura. Eight will be fine. Do you want anything bringing over Mrs Patterson?"
"Kathryn. How about something for dessert?"
"Yes no problem. See you then." Laura hung up the phone and Cameron pinched her nose, then she looked at the camera and signed, I'm going to kill him. Eric chuckled in her ear. Then phone rang again,
"Patterson residence."
"Its Hetty, put him on." Cameron smirked and walked into the living room. She walked past the couch and threw the phone at his head,
"You're mothers on the phone." She said as she passed it, carrying on into the bedroom. She could hear Callen muttering into the phone and protesting.
"I forgot!" then a couple of minutes later, "Alright. Yes mother." He replied sarcastically and he put the phone down. Cameron was facing the bed when she heard him enter the room.
"I've been told to apologise." He said sounding like he wanted to do anything but apologise. Cameron raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything she just waited for him to actually say the words.
"You actually have to say the words Greg or I'm not accepting it," she finally muttered.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not accepting and I won't until you actually know what you're apologising for. Besides you were ordered to apologise you should have to do it off your own steam." She turned around to face a very shocked Callen. Fixing him with a cold stare she said, "Now if you'll excuse me I have to go shopping for dinner." She stalked past him and slammed the door as she left.
"Well that was different. Not even really married and we still argue like an old married couple." Callen muttered as he climbed into the shower.
Later that night:
Dinner was going very well and Cameron and Laura seemed to be getting along swimmingly. They had a lot in common; even Callen seemed to be getting on with her. However there was one woman there that Cameron didn't trust at all. She had long black hair with a white streak in it. It looked very out of place, as she wasn't young. It was the sort of look that best suited a teenager and to make matters worse she was all over Callen like a bad rash. Cameron tried to ignore it, thinking she was just noticing more because they were fighting when Laura mentioned it,
"What is that woman playing at?" she suddenly demanded as the woman giggled and touched Callen's arm.
"Huh?" Cameron asked her as she'd been trying to ignore it all night.
"That bloody woman is touching up your husband." Cameron whipped her head around and glared at the woman.
"I thought it was just me being more observant than normal. This ends now." Cameron stood up and sauntered over to Callen's chair and she pulled the chair around so that he was now facing her and she dipped her head and kissed him. It started off unsure and soft but as they got into it, it became hard and passionate. She felt more than heard him groan. Up in the OPS centre the rest of the team stared open mouthed at the scene. Finally breaking apart for air Callen whispered into her ear,
"Jealous?"
"You wish." She replied huskily. She straightened up and faced the woman, "Stay away from my husband or you'll regret it. Now get out of my house." The woman just stared open mouthed,
"Who kisses their husband like that?" she demanded standing up and squaring her shoulders as she did so. Cameron slouched as she watched this evil bitch square up to her.
"Really? You're actually squaring up to me?" Cameron asked her.
"Yes. I demand to know who kisses their husband like that!"
"Obviously I do. Now I won't ask you again. Get out of my house before I throw you out." The woman stepped towards her but Cameron held her ground.
"Back down." Cameron heard Nate in her ear. Not being able to answer she squared her shoulders knowing that Eric had zoomed in on the scene unfolding. Suddenly Callen stood up,
"You know Davina you shouldn't have been flirting with me the way you were especially in front of my wife. She's very protective of me." Callen slung an arm around Cameron's shoulder and he gripped it.
"Not protective more like possessive." Davina replied with a coy smile. Cameron started to shake she was that angry.
"I think you'd better go." Callen said in an icy tone. He then turned to her husband,
"I'm sorry James but I think you'd better get her home." Cameron turned her head to look at the poor soul who was married to Davina. He was tall with messy dark hair and brown eyes. He seemed to look defeated and trapped. He walked past the pair and Cameron grabbed his arm,
"You can come back anytime." She said with a soft smile and he returned it. Davina glared at Cameron and she smirked.
"Come on Davina. Lets go. I'm sick of you constantly causing trouble."
"I didn't start it!" she countered.
"Yes you did. Now lets go." Callen walked them to the door and Cameron sat down with a sigh. The atmosphere was tense for a couple of minutes until Cameron said,
"So who do you think would have won?" she laughed and everyone joined in. The rest of the evening went without a problem and the pair managed to make a few more friends. Once the party had wound down and they waved goodbye to Laura and Oliver, Callen slouched onto the couch and let out a big sigh. Cameron was tidying up in the kitchen when he stood up and went to help her.
"Thank you," she muttered as he dried the dishes.
"Why aren't you using the dishwasher?"
"Because you didn't put it back together properly. I found screws everywhere this morning." she replied with a smirk. Callen didn't say anything but carried on with the dishes. After a few moments he took a deep breath and turned to face her,
"Will you please look at me?" he asked her. She turned to look at him with puzzlement.
"What?"
"I wanted to apologise for the way I've been behaving. You didn't deserve it and when you feel ready to tell me, whatever you need to tell me, I'm here." Cameron stared at him in shock, which quickly morphed into suspicion.
"What did Sam tell you?" she demanded.
"Just that you would need time." Cameron looked at him for a few seconds and then nodded her head,
"Apology accepted." She smiled at him and walked towards their bedroom, "Oh and Greg honey?"
"Yes?" Callen asked with a smirk.
"Wake me up again and they'll be Hell to pay. Good night." She shut the door on Callen's smiling face.
A/N: Hi, so what do you think of this chapter? Please r & r it is much appreciated.