Chloe was now curled up in a ball on the floor of the shower. She let the hot water run down her bare back. She kept rocking back and forth and the tears just kept coming down. She tried to muffle the sounds of her crying but it became harder and harder. She just felt so stupid and so hurt.
On the other side of the door was Callen, pacing back and forth in front of the door. He had just gotten an update from Hetty and the team about the shooters. They hadn't gotten as far as he had hoped. They did however, find out that the men were hired shooters. They're professionals. Who ever hired them, Chloe must have really tipped off. After what Chloe had spilled to him he told Nell and Eric to look into any past boyfriends or one night stands that just couldn't take a hint.
She had been in there for what felt like hours, even though only 13 minutes had passed by. Her attempt at muffling her tears was not working very well. Callen could hear her faint crying still. He was debating whether to go in to see if she was alright. Finally he decided it was best to stay and wait for her to finish. 5 long minutes later he heard the running water turn off and the shower curtains open.
She finally came out with her hair a little bit wet even after she towel dried the heck out of it. She was wrapped in another towel and her shoulders and upper back were exposed. It was almost as if nothing had ever happened. "Any news from Hetty yet about the case?" she asked casually not looking directly at him.
"Uh... yeah." She walked past him and sat on one side of the bed with the clothes she had worn earlier. She slipped into her pants, and stood up to zip them.
"Well are you gonna tell me, or am i gonna have to guess it out of you." Her towel dropped to the floor and she had her back facing him. There she was, standing half naked in front of him, in a hotel room and there was nothing he could do about it. She was so comfortable in her own skin, it made her even more beautiful. "Well! Are you going to tell me?" she said as she finished putting her shirt on.
"The men from the diner, they were hired. They weren't trying to kill you, just scare you into doing something, or going somewhere."
"Do you know who they were hired by?" She was staring down at her arms now, but she knew. She knew that Callen knew. She just wasn't sure what exactly he knew, so she had to step carefully.
"I think you already know that."
Chloe didn't even flinch. She knew what was coming, and it wasn't good.
"Listen. I can help you." He stopped for a moment realizing what he just said and quickly fixed it. "We can help you with whatever..., whoever you're mixed up with but you have to give us a name."
Next thing he knows he's lifting her head up so they can she each others eyes. He sees all the pain that she's been trough, and she starts to cry. She tries to hold them back, but can't. He sits besides her and holds her, lets her cry on his shoulder, and pets her hair, as he tries to get her to calm down.
That line that he talked himself into never crossing again, had just been crossed.
"Are you gonna talk to me know?" He said gently, still holding her in his arms.
She looks up at him and leans forward. He doesn't pull back. She whispers a name to him. Her eyes tear up, like she's about to cry. Callen pulls her closer and holds her tighter. To his surprise she doesn't cry. Just shakes and snuggles in a little closer to him. Callen doesn't stop her. After a minute or two she moves away from him and wipes her face with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry."
"What do you have to be sorry about?"
"I got your shirt all wet with my stupid tears." She moves towards him with a tissue and tries to dry his shirt with it. "I usually am not much of a crier, it's just..." before she has a chance to finish Callen takes her arm by the wrist, stopping her from what she's doing. Now they are looking up at each other, just a few inches from each others faces. It's silent. Then their lips touch brush softly. They are both shocked, but neither of them pull back.
Her hand is still resting on his shoulder. He moves his hands down to the small of her back, pulling her closer. Her hand moves to his neck. They pull back slightly for air and their lips meet again. This time a little harder. They get a little bit more passionate and Callen moves his hands a little lower, her fingers are in her hair. His back pocket starts to vibrate and he ignores it. They keep kissing and then it vibrates again. All he wants to do is let it go to voice mail. Then remembers Hetty and he suddenly pulls back a little bit breathless.
He answers the phone and it's Hetty on the other line. "Hello." That's all he can think to say,
still in shock of what just happened. Chloe is still trying to process what happened a few moments ago too.
"Agent Callen, you and Chloe need to get back here right now!" For a second he thought that she knew what he and Chloe had just done. Then he realized that even Hetty, with her ninja skills of awesomeness, couldn't have suspected for that to happen.