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Nell pulled her tablet close to her chest, trying to squeeze her body in between the center table in Ops and Deeks so she could sit down at her computer. Deeks jumped away from her dramatically, motioning her through with a grand gesture. Nell narrowed her eyes at him briefly, but carried on with her work. "So, Eric will do background checks on these guys and I'll backstop your new aliases, and you guys will be good to go."

"I'll go get the gear," Sam said, walking out of Ops.

Callen pointed to Eric and Nell. "Thanks guys."

Spinning on his heels, Deeks quickly followed Callen out and nearly ran into him when he exited the sliding doors. Pulling him aside, Callen eyed the detective curiously. "What's gotten in to you?"

Deeks smiled, a little too nonchalantly. "Me, nothing, I'm totally cool, why, is there something I should get into, I mean is there something that should have gotten into me, wow no, that's not...I'm fine." He crossed his arms. "Why do you ask?"

"You know Deeks, it is amazing how one of the best undercover operatives I've ever worked with can turn into a complete idiot when he's trying to hide his own secrets."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Deeks replied defensively.

"Uh huh," Callen smirked. "Don't make me start listing examples, most of which involving your partner-"

"Fine," Deeks hissed. "It's nothing really. I just had a weird dream."

"That's it?" Callen raised an eyebrow. "How could a dream have you so spooked? Did Hetty pop up in it?"

"Good God, no," Deeks replied, shuddering. "It was about...Nell."

Callen placed his hands on his hips. "Really."

"Yes."

"Little Nell has you freaked out."

"Dude," Deeks whispered. "There was some freaky shit going on in that dream."

Callen tried to stifle a laugh, allowing a small snort to escape. "Such as?"

"Hell no," Deeks said, shaking his head.

"Tell me, or I'll tell Hetty what really happened to her favorite tea cup."

"Seriously?" Deeks grimaced. "Fine. Have you ever seen the movie American Pie?"

"Yeah, probably once or twice." Callen pursed his lips. "Wait, the redhead?"

Deeks nodded, his face filled with shame. "Oh yeah. She literally said 'say my name, bitch.' And Nell is scary, what was I supposed to do? I woke myself up screaming 'Nell, Nell!' Ugh." He shook his head. "I can't even look at her right now, and I will never be able to say her name to her face again. Ever."

"So was there spanking?"

"I'd really rather not answer that question."

Unable to contain himself, Callen let out an exaggerated laugh, supporting his body on the balcony railing. "Oh man. Oh this is good."

"Yeah, laugh it up, asshole. I'm the one who's about to have your back today."

"No no, we're good." Callen straightened his body, composing himself. "If it makes you feel any better, I've had dreams about Kensi."

Deeks glared at him. "This isn't making me feel any better. In fact, I don't think I've ever felt more uncomfortable...in my entire life."

"She was really bossy," Callen continued, much to Deeks' displeasure. "Do this, move that way, oh just let me do it. You know, typical Kensi."

"This conversation has to end right now."

"I'm just trying to make you feel-"

Deeks held his hand up, grimacing. "Please, just. No." Relenting, with a smirk still on his face, Callen started walking towards the armory. Deeks followed behind, muttering to himself. "Scary. And his dream is surprisingly accurate."

"Hey Deeks," Callen called, trotting down the stairs. "Yours is, too."

"Wait, what?!" Stunned, Deeks stopped at the top of the stairs and stared at his team leader, dumbfounded, but Callen kept walking away. "Noooooooo."