Callen looked at her and she grinned goofily.

"Are you alright?" he asked her. She pulled herself backwards with a look of confusion,

"Huh? What are you doing here?" she asked him as he stared at her.

"Are you high?" he asked her. Her eyes were spinning in all directions and she seemed really out of it.

"No. At least…what are you doing here?" she asked him again.

"I came to check on you. Wait here." He walked over to the counter and picked up the bottle of pills, "How many of these did you take?" he asked her.

"Two. Why?" Callen sighed,

"You're only meant to take one Cameron. No wonder I found you practically comatose."

"I was just sleeping! I sleep like that." She sounded annoyed but when he turned around she was grinning.

"No you don't sleep like that. I know how you sleep. By the way you kick." She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Who are you?" he opened his mouth to say something when she cut him off, "I mean I know your name but that's pretty much it and even then it's just a letter. So who are you really?"

"I'm an NCIS Special Agent, I have a partner called Sam, it's the longest relationship I've ever been in, I don't like psychologists or bureaucrats, I catnap, I listen to foreign language tapes usually Russian, I take apart appliances and put them back together and I've been bounced around all my life from foster home to foster home never staying for very long." Cameron raised an eyebrow at him,

"Hm."

"Hm what?"

"Is that really how you see yourself? I mean you said you hate bureaucrats and yet you work for the US government. Is that all you are? An NCIS Special Agent?"

"That's because that's what I am."

"You know you should grow your hair a little bit." Cameron said as she stood up.

"Why?" Callen was getting a headache from all the backwards and forwards and constant topic change. I'm surprised I don't have whiplash he thought to himself. Cameron walked up to him and put her hand on the back of his neck,

"Coz women like something to pull at." Taking her hand off the back of his neck she walked into her bedroom, leaving a very shocked Callen standing in the living room.

Three weeks later:

Callen hadn't mentioned the conversation he'd had with Cameron to anyone but it constantly had him thinking.

"G?" Sam was talking to him but he wasn't really listening. Gibbs was staring at Callen.

"What?"

"You ok?" Sam asked his partner.

"Yes why?"

"You kinda spaced out."

"I was thinking." Callen replied. Gibbs snorted and he raised an eyebrow at the older man. "Its not that unheard of."

"No but usually when that brain of yours starts working something always goes wrong. Do I need to remind you of the rules Callen?" Callen looked affronted,

"No. Which rule do you want to remind me of?"

"Twelve." This time it was Callen, who snorted,

"Before you remind me maybe you should remind your team. Besides rules were made to be broken." Gibbs turned around to see Tony and Ziva standing in the entrance to the bullpen.

"Never a truer word has been said." A voice said from behind them.

"Which word is that Miss Mitchell?"

"That rules were meant to be broken." Cameron replied with a grin. She looked a million times better than she had. She had colour in her cheeks, she had meat on her bones, she wasn't as skittish around people she knew but she was very nervous around new people, she wasn't constantly looking over her shoulder anymore either. The physical was well on the way to being fixed but the psychological was another matter as Nate kept reminding them all. Constantly. Gibbs walked up to her and for the first time she didn't step back and she met his gaze.

"Not mine." He growled.

"Really? Does that actually work? You know invading people's personal space and growling at them?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"Usually." Still not dropping his gaze she said,

"Hm. I'll have to try that sometime." Everyone else was staring at the two wondering who would back down first. Cameron relaxed her shoulders and smirked, "So tell me Jethro what's rule twelve?"

"Never date a co-worker. It never works out." Cameron smiled,

"You have experience in this area?" Gibbs's glare intensified. She stood on her tiptoes and muttered, "I'll take that as a yes." He nodded his head and broke their gaze. He turned to Callen and said,

"I like her." Callen was open mouthed,

"Did she call you Jethro?"

"Yes. That is my name Callen."

"I thought Abby was the only one allowed to call you that boss." Tony said a little hurt.

"She is but she doesn't." Gibbs answered. "So Cameron why are you here?"

"I got bored. So I thought I would come by and say hi."

"As much as we may miss you Miss Mitchell there is still work to be done. Mr Callen I believe you know a Tracy Keller."

"You know I do Hetty."

"Well she wants to see you. So I'm having her brought here. She should be arriving shortly."

"Is that such a good idea Hetty? The last time I saw her she stole millions of dollars and then disappeared. With my dog no less." Cameron watched the exchange with interest. They could hear footsteps approaching the bullpen and Cameron stood just slightly behind Callen.

"There he is. How are you husband?" a woman with dark brown hair approached Callen.

"Ex. Fine. What do you want?"

"I just wanted a chat really. Who's the cheerleader?" she asked pointing her head in Cameron's direction. Cameron took it in stride and stepped out from behind him,

"Kathryn. So how do you know Callen?"

"He's my husband." Cameron raised an eyebrow,

"Really? He's mine too." Tracy stared at her and Cameron stared back.

"Does he ever sleep when he's with you?"

"Yes actually. He's a cuddler." Tracy raised an eyebrow and Cameron smirked.

"Does he take stuff apart and never fix it?"

"Yes he does but he always fixes it afterwards. Don't you honey?" she turned to Callen with a look that could kill.

"Yes she's right." He pulled her into her arms and then turned her around so that Cameron was facing Tracy again. He put his chin on her shoulder and he could feel her shaking.

"Does he still listen to those annoying foreign language tapes?"

"Yes. I actually listen to them as well. Et tu?" she asked her with a smirk. Sam chuckled and Callen turned to glare at him, which made Sam laugh out loud.

"What?"

"What is it with you and strong willed brunette women G?" Cameron and Tracy both turned to look at Sam who just laughed some more.

"So tell me why are you here?" Cameron asked her but from her tone everyone could tell she was annoyed.

"I want to speak to my husband. In private." Tracy replied. Cameron raised an eyebrow and turned to Callen,

"Ok honey. We'll talk later." She pulled him towards her and kissed him. Everyone just stared as they pulled apart Callen just stared at her in surprise. Hetty cleared her throat and Callen snapped out of his stupor.

"Lets go." Callen pulled Tracy away and started walking her up the stairs. Cameron smirked at her as she left and then clenched her fists.

"That's twice." Sam muttered. Cameron rounded on him,

"Did you know about her?" she demanded.

"Yeah we all did. But we thought we wouldn't see her again." Kensi replied.

"Hm. I wonder what she's up to." Cameron muttered.

A/N: Thank you for all of your reviews. I just re-watched Standoff so I thought I would bring her in and I will soon be sending the Washington team back home. Please R & R. Much appreciated.