The first thing that Cameron felt was safe. She hadn't felt that way in a long time. She was always afraid and she barely slept because of it. The next thing she became aware of was voices. Nate's to be exact.
"She could be shell shocked. We should take her to the hospital for observation." Cameron frowned she didn't want to go to the hospital.
"Shell shocked?" Callen asked and Cameron smiled, "She hasn't been anywhere near a bomb or war." She could hear Nate turning around to face him,
"No but she was abused. Mentally and physically not to mention the fact that she's severely malnourished. He was basically killing her. Do you have any idea what her mental state could be? I know I don't and I'm a trained psychologist."
"She's tough. She'll be fine. Besides she has us." Sam said. Cameron smiled again Sam had her back.
"It doesn't matter how tough she is! She should be under observation." She heard Nate turn around again, "Hetty! You have to do something. Otherwise I'm going to the director." Cameron frowned again. There was silence,
"Mr Getz she has expressed an almost ferocity to not go to the hospital. I think, at least for now, that we should honour her wishes. We have the best medical staff on hand not to mention the best psychologist in Northern America." Cameron had to stifle a laugh but Callen snorted and Sam smirked. At least she thought they did she couldn't quite see them. Nate narrowed his eyes,
"That's not going to work Hetty! I will go over your head. She has old fractures to her ribs that haven't healed properly from all of the beatings she's taken. I am not comfortable with this in the slightest I don't know what her state of mind is going to be like once she wakes up."
"Why don't you ask her?" Kensi said from the doorway. They all turned around towards where Cameron was lying.
"Hi." She said sheepishly. Callen walked next to her bed and she flinched when he sat down to close. Sam noticed and moved slower towards the other side of the bed, noticing the slow movements Callen raised an eyebrow and Cameron nodded at him.
"How are you feeling Miss Mitchell?" Hetty asked her agent. She'd never seen anyone in the state that Cameron was in and if truth be told she was very worried. Everyone else was standing behind Hetty.
"Sore." She croaked. She looked around, "Where am I?"
"You're in a secure medical facility run by NCIS. You expressed a desire not to go to the hospital." Hetty replied.
"How bad?" she asked. She could feel herself falling asleep and she started to fight it.
"Bad. But you're safe now and no one is going to hurt you again. I promise." Callen said and glared at Nate. Nate stepped forward wearily, as if she was going to get up and start attacking him,
"Tell me how do you feel? Mentally I mean." Cameron raised an eyebrow and she leaned forward and Nate stiffened,
"You worried about me Doc?"
"We all are. I need to assess whether you're a risk to everyone here." She leaned back against the pillows and he relaxed a little.
"I'm fine. Mentally and I will be physically soon." Nate raised an eyebrow,
"So tell me why did you flinch when Callen sat next to you?"
"I didn't."
"Yes you did. We all saw it. I'm just the one who's questioning why."
"So I'm a little skittish. Can you blame me?" she demanded and she started scrunching up the blanket in her fists.
"No." He turned to Hetty, "I'll keep this quiet but the second and I mean the second she gets out of hand I'm calling the director." Hetty nodded once and he left.
"What's with him?" she asked into the deafening silence.
"He thinks you need psychiatric treatment." Callen muttered. Cameron considered this,
"Maybe he's right. I mean I could be mentally unstable and kill you all." They all looked at her and she couldn't keep the smile off her face,
"She's fine. She's cracking jokes. But I wouldn't let Nate hear you say things like that or he will have you committed." Sam said with a grin. Suddenly the door opened and Cameron pulled Callen and Sam in front of her with death like grips on both of them. A nurse walked in and froze at the scene.
"Its alright its just a nurse." Sam said prying Cameron's fingers off his arm. Cameron loosened her grip slightly and Callen was able to sit up a bit straighter,
"No sudden moves doc." Callen said as the nurse approached. As he spoke Cameron slipped the gun out of the small of his back and slipped it under the blankets out of sight. Later that night when everyone had gone, the nightmares started but it was like it was happening to someone else, when she woke herself up she was in a cold sweat. She couldn't stop her teeth chattering together or stop herself from shaking.
"Maybe Nate's right. Maybe I should be under observation." She muttered to herself.
"They're just nightmares. You've been having them every night." She twisted her head towards the sound of the voice and raised the gun that she had stolen from Callen. There was silence for a couple of minutes and then a sigh of annoyance,
"Would you mind not pointing my own gun at me?" Callen stepped out of the shadows and Cameron lowered the gun. She put her head down sheepishly,
"Sorry. Just felt safer going to sleep with it than without it."
"How could you possibly know that? You've been unconscious for the last three days."
"Well I didn't have one when I was undercover and I didn't feel safe at all so I figured I would feel safe with it."
"Logical."
"So what do I owe the pleasure? I didn't wake you from one of your many catnaps have I?" she asked him trying to change the subject.
"We've been taking it in turns to watch you. Make sure your ok. Tonight was my turn and I don't catnap."
"That's not what Sam says and are you forgetting who you're talking to? I know you catnap. I lived with you for months." She replied laughing but to Callen it still didn't sound right. Callen chuckled and shook his head slightly,
"Oh yeah. Worst seven months of my life and believe me I've had some pretty bad months." Cameron stopped laughing and threw one of her pillows at him.
"So who was the first one to stop by?"
"All of us actually. Sam took last night and briefed me this morning before we all came by to see you. Obviously it was my turn tonight, Kensi tomorrow, even Deeks was going to do it. But I don't think it's going to go that far is it?"
"Nope. I wanna be out of here by tomorrow." Callen just looked at her until she started to fidget again,
"Will you stop staring at me please?"
"Just making sure that it can all be fixed. You know taking a mental image of what you look like now and then I'll take another one in a couple of months. You understand to compare to see how far along the recovery path you are. Just until you're the way I remember you to be."
"You're very strange you know that G Callen?" he nodded and started to leave the room, "So how do you remember me?"
"When can I have my gun back?" he fired back. Cameron chuckled and stuffed the gun under the pillows.
"When I can get mine back!" she shouted after him. She settled down into her blankets and pillows and went back to sleep.