Cameron was struggling to stay conscious, a couple of times she had passed out but she was determined to leave. Wherever she was. She put her hand to her stomach and pulled it away. Blood! I'm bleeding! What the Hell? She thought to herself. Then she was in pain, so much pain that she screamed. She looked around and saw that she was in Callen's room. Why the Hell did he shoot me for? No he wouldn't do that. So why am I here? Her mind couldn't stay focused on the matter at hand. Getting off the bed and to a phone. She slid her legs off the side of the bed and then she pulled herself up. Next she grabbed the little bedside table with her right hand and braced herself with her left. She gripped the duvet cover and the hard wood of the cabinet. Taking a deep breath she pulled herself up and then promptly fell to the floor as a wave of dizziness hit her. After taking a few minutes to regain her vision without everything either going black or bright white she started to pull herself along the floor. Phone. Need to get to a phone she chanted over and over again. Getting into the hallway she lifted her head to see if he had a phone, first thing I'm going to do is kick his ass! She was angry with him for not having a phone in the more convenient place. She fell flat onto her stomach and then lifted her head again and looked into the living room, no sign of a phone. Deciding it was probably better to go to the door she started to drag herself towards the front door. She didn't get far when she passed out again. Upstairs Sam and Callen quickly worked through Cameron's apartment,
"When she does her homework she really does it doesn't she G?" Sam muttered. There was electronics everywhere.
"What I wanna know is how she got in."
"The same way you used to get in. Picked the lock." Sam answered. Callen nodded and looked around.
"Well I think that's it. Come on we'd better go before she gets back." Sam nodded and they left her apartment.
"Coffee?" Sam raised an eyebrow,
"Do you have any?" Callen gave him a funny look, "I thought you had moved upstairs."
"Haha. Very funny. Now do you want the coffee or not?" Sam nodded,
"Yeah. I'm just gonna go put this crap in the back of my car." Callen nodded and opened his door.
"SAM!" Callen shouted, as he had opened the door he had seen Cameron lying on the floor. Sam came running into the apartment,
"Jesus Christ! I'll call the hospital." Callen was performing CPR when they arrived. As they lifted her onto the stretcher Callen stood up and Sam looked at him,
"G wash your hands." Callen looked down. He had never seen so much blood, he had seen blood before but this was her blood. It was all over his hands from trying to stop the flow of blood coming out of her body. As he was staring at his hands Kensi and Deeks came running in,
"How is she?" Kensi asked Sam.
"She's going to be fine. You know how she is but its G I'm worried about." Kensi looked at Callen, "He's been staring at his hands since they took her. Tried to get him to wash his hands but…" Sam trailed off as they looked at Callen. Kensi walked over to him and pulled him towards the sink in the kitchen, careful to not disturb the blood pool in the hallway. She pushed him towards the sink and turned the warm water on. Gently she pushed his hands under the stream of water, putting some liquid soap on his hands, and then she started to wash them for him. This is when he snapped out of his trance like state.
"I can do it." Before she could stop him he started to scrub at his hands ferociously.
"Callen. Be careful you're going to draw blood." Callen laughed but there was no trace of humour in it.
"Come on. Lets go see how she is." Kensi said once he was done. Callen nodded and they all went to the hospital.
Hospital:
When they arrived Cameron was still unconscious.
"Well when will she wake up?" Deeks demanded. The doctor just glared at him,
"When she is good and ready Detective." The doctor walked away and Deeks balled his fists up.
"I hate that guy." He muttered and then turned to the rest of the team, "So who's going first?" Callen stepped forward,
"I will." Deeks nodded and looked at the others again.
"I'll go next." Sam said with a nod at Callen.
"Ok I'll go after Sam and Kensi I guess that just leaves you." Deeks said. Kensi nodded and looked at her watch,
"How long is each shift going to be?"
"We'll change every five hours." Callen stated and then headed into her room, not leaving any room for discussion. When he entered he gasped. Cameron was hooked up to three different machines, each relaying different information and all beeping rhythmically which told him that she was indeed fine. She had a line of blood getting pumped into her and a bag of clear liquid also getting pumped into her from a different line. Rubbing his hand down his face he pulled up a blue hard plastic chair and slumped into it.
"You know Cameron this is getting a little repetitive. The least you could do is wait a couple of weeks before you wind up in the hospital again." Callen looked at Cameron and gently swept a piece of hair off her forehead. She moved her head slightly at his touch and he smiled. I think I need to come to terms with how I feel about this girl he thought to himself.
"What are you thinking about G?" Callen practically jumped a mile when Sam spoke into the silent room bar the steady beeping of the machines. Callen smiled a little and turned back to looking at Cameron.
"Just thinking about rule 12." Sam chuckled and shook his head as he pulled up a chair.
"You know maybe you should think about telling her how you feel. Maybe she feels the same way."
"Did you suddenly become psychic? I was just thinking that."
"No G. I've just been watching you and her since she got here. I must admit I was a little suspicious at first but now…I approve. She's good for you. Maybe she's what you've been waiting for all along without you even realising it. She could give you a family." Callen's eyes widened comically.
"I don't want kids!" Sam shook his head and chuckled again.
"I didn't even mention kids. You don't want kids yet and neither does she but you never know. So when are you going to tell her how you feel?" Callen didn't answer but continued to look at her.
"When she's ready to hear it I guess. If she'll ever be ready to hear it."
"Oh I think she's ready to hear it. Besides what makes you think she hasn't been listening to everything we've just said?"
"The machines haven't changed."
"A good agent can fool those. And she's better than good." Callen grinned,
"I know when she's faking, so I know when she's out and when she's not. She's completely out." Sam nodded and the pair sat in silence for the rest of the night.
The next morning:
Cameron woke up the following morning with a bad head and the taste of cotton wool in her mouth. She couldn't remember much but what she did remember she didn't like. She had practically bled to death on Callen's floor, she vaguely remembered hearing voices in the night, something about rules and agents but it was all jumbled up in her head. She could hear beeping telling her that she would be fine. When she went to move her hand it felt heavier than usual, looking down she saw that Callen was catnapping again and that he had a hold of her hand, which was why hers was heavier than usual. Not wanting to disturb him she looked around and saw another empty blue chair. Frowning she wondered who had been sitting there when she smiled. Only Sam would sit up all night with his partner. Not that she didn't think he didn't care about her but clearly he was here more for Callen than her. She heard a noise and closed her eyes pretending to be asleep. Callen pulled his head up,
"Coffee." He mumbled and Sam chuckled,
"For me. Tea for you G. you're too wired to start with." Callen took the tea and took a drink.
"Thanks. Has she woke up?"
"Nope. Why don't you wake her up G?" Sam asked him with a smile.
"I don't have a death wish contrary to what you might think."
"No need. I'm already awake." Cameron mumbled, she sounded rough even to her own ears. She tried to smile but it came out as more of a grimace, "So what have I missed? Or rather how long have I been out for this time?" she asked them not entirely sure if she wanted to hear the answer.
"You actually haven't missed all that much you've only been out two days." Sam replied with a smile. Cameron looked between Callen and Sam with raised eyebrows,
"What am I missing here?" she asked them. The boys looked at each other and said,
"Nothing."
"I don't believe that for a second." She shuffled down the bed and yawned, "Since you've both seen that I am fine I no longer need a bodyguard. So see you all later." She closed her eyes when she didn't hear movement she slowly opened an eye and groaned, "Seriously you can both leave, unless of course you want to tell me what it was you were discussing last night. Something about rule 12?" she looked at Callen as she said this as if daring him to contradict her or admit the truth.
"You know she's right Sam. We should probably leave her to get some beauty sleep. She needs it." Cameron glared at him when Sam laughed.
"Whatever you say G." Sam turned to Cameron with a grin, "See you around Probie."
"Probie?" she demanded, "Since when?"
"Since you are a probie. Besides I can't think of a nickname for you." he grinned at her again while she glared at him.
"Callen what are you staring at?" Cameron asked him. Callen hadn't even realised he had been staring; even white as a sheet she still looked amazing. Her red hair really stood out against her pale skin, but once she got her colour back, she really suited the colour. He tilted his head to the side,
"Is there anything I can get you? Food? Drink?"
"Yes you can get me a dog. An Alsatian preferably. I think I'll call him John. What do you think?" she asked them.
"You really want me to get you a dog?"
"Yes I'd feel much safer once I get out of here. Which is when by the way?"
"Next couple of days. Depends on how fast you heal." A new voice answered, the trio jumped, as they hadn't heard him come in.
"So I should be out of here tomorrow?" Cameron replied with a smile. She looked at the doctor appreciatively. He was tall with dark messy hair, which happened to be a weakness of hers. As he approached the side of the bed to check her over the machines started going haywire and Cameron blushed.
"So what's your name?" he asked her pointedly ignoring the machines.
"Doesn't it say in my chart?" she asked him.
"It just says Agent Mitchell. So unless agent is your first name…" he trailed off with a smile. She smiled back,
"Kathryn. My name is Kathryn what's yours?" Callen coughed and she looked at him, "Oh sorry I'm being rude. Doc this is Callen and Sam." The doctor turned around and acknowledged them with a nod before turning back to Cameron.
"Phil. My name is Phil." He replied with a grin.
"So doctor Phil, when will she be able to leave?" Callen asked sarcastically. Cameron raised an eyebrow at him as Sam chuckled quietly.
"I want to keep her overnight for observation and then she can go home." As they looked at each other Callen shook his head and walked out of the room with Sam close behind him.
NCIS:
The ride back to headquarters was quiet and Sam didn't want to push the issue but the fact that Callen had admitted his feelings for Cameron just for her to go and fall for a doctor. Sam chuckled and Callen rounded on him,
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing G." Callen turned in his seat to look at his partner and stared at him, after a couple of minutes Sam caved, "I just think it's a little funny that the same day you admit you like her she falls for a doctor."
"That's not funny. Besides its not going to last." Sam raised an eyebrow,
"Oh? What makes you say that G?" Callen smiled,
"The name she used." Sam looked at him in horror,
"Your basing this on the fact that she didn't use her real name? That's hittin it pretty low G even for you. Who are you trying to convince yourself or me?"
"Come on think about it. Of all the names she could have used she used the name when she was my wife." Callen grinned and Sam just shook his head.
"You know you could just admit that your jealous G. it'll only hurt for a second I promise. Just rip it off quickly like a band-aid. You'll feel better trust me."
"I am not…" Callen frowned and tried again, "I'm not…" he took a deep breath, "Alright maybe I am a little…but she'll be back."
"Of course she'll be back. Whether she's single or not when she comes back in another matter." Callen chose to ignore this and walked to his desk to start his paperwork.
The next day:
"So tell me doc can I go home now?" Cameron asked with a flirty smile. Phil returned the smile with a question of his own,
"On one condition you answer a question for me." she eyed him carefully
"I guess." Phil grinned wolfishly,
"What's going on with you and that Callen guy?" Cameron raised an eyebrow,
"Why so interested? You wanna find out if I'm single or not?"
"Maybe and maybe." He smiled.
"Then maybe you should ask me out and find out." She blushed lightly.
"I like that colour on you. So do you wanna go to the movies with me tonight?" Cameron looked up at him and grinned,
"If it means I'm already getting out of here so yeah." Phil checked her over and released her. As she was leaving she scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to a nurse and had a quick word with her before walking away. As she passed Phil she said,
"Pick me up at 7." She grinned as she saw his reaction in the glass doors of the hospital.
A/N: I know Callen would probably never admit his feelings but I just wanted to flesh him out a bit more. So I apologise for the very late update and Callen being OOC and I must also admit I haven't seen any of S4 yet.