Hello again my lovelies. I would like to thank Grifter5280 for the lovely review, and I have to say I'm glad you see this as a believable pairing in this story. I have recently read a lot (and by a lot I mean pretty much all) fanfics on this site that involve Callen and Deeks (they are my favourites), and this just came to mind as I re-watched the show with my son (who loves NCIS: LA and hates Supernatural which is my usual viewing and writing material). Again, I'm glad you like it.
I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have followed and favoured since my last update.
Anyway, enough from me, here is the next chapter, again its set in season 1, episode 19 'Hand-to-Hand'. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.
It didn't take Callen long to brief Hetty and get her on-board with his joint operation idea. In fact he was pretty sure she recognised Deeks' name when he said it and that she knew a hell of a lot more than he did about the guy. But that didn't surprise him. Hetty knew everything after all. Though he did hope she didn't know everything. Anyway it took barely a minute to get things arranged and a decision made that he would take Deeks to the boatshed to meet the rest of the team so they could share their intel, and work out how they were going to go about the rest of the investigation. It was time for Deeks to meet the team. And he resolutely made himself think of the man by his last name. This was not Marty, this was not about him. This was Deeks, a detective he would be working with. Taking a deep breath Callen turned round so he could return to the room, to see just what Kensi and Deeks had been doing in his absence.
Deeks looked at the female agent who moved into the room to let G out. "So you got a real name?" he asked her casually, noting how she subconsciously deferred to G. It was obvious he was the senior partner.
"Special agent Kensi Blye." Kensi replied watching the detective carefully. She saw how he purposely didn't watch Callen walk away. What was she in the middle of here?
"And how long have you been G- agent Callen's partner then agent Blye?" Deeks asked covering his use of the guy's first name, or letter he still hadn't worked that one out but he would. No right now he wanted to know about G and Kensi's relationship.
"I'm not his partner, I'm part of his team." Kensi replied stating the difference with condescension as if he should have known that. It made his eyebrows raise. Oh not her tone, but more that she had confirmed that G was very much in charge. It made him wonder just who his partner was.
But before Deeks could ask anything more, or more likely wind her up so she revealed more information, Callen returned putting his phone back in his pocket.
"We're to go back to the boatshed while Hetty makes the necessary calls. Kensi, I'll drive with Deeks, show him the way. That is assuming you have a car?" Callen said turning to the detective with a hard stare as if telling him he better have one. Deeks couldn't agree more. The journey would give them both time to talk, though what he wanted to say he wasn't sure. All he did know was that they needed to talk.
"Yeah I have a car." He agreed. Agreeing to everything G wasn't saying.
"Then let's go." Callen snapped out with nod directing Kensi to grab Zuna's laptop as they passed. There might be something useful on it, you never know.
Kensi left Callen and Deeks when they got outside, moving to where they had parked and driving away leaving Callen able to focus only on the man he was with.
"Where's your car?" He asked turning to Marty, no Deeks, but no, right now he was Marty. They needed to talk, and he needed to sort out his head.
"Over here." Deeks replied showing Callen an old crappy vehicle that he was surprised was still running. Great. He climbed in without a word, but he must have let some of his thoughts show on his face because Deeks chuckled as he got in next to him and spoke.
"She may not be flash, but she gets me from A to B."
"She?" Callen asked with a raise of his eyebrows as he directed Deeks to go the same way Kensi had gone.
"Why not? She requires a bit of love and care and attention just like a woman." Deeks replied with a smirk, knowing it would piss off the guy next to him. He wanted him pissed, hopefully he would lose some of the control he knew he had and reveal something of himself. Something about them, or whatever them was now, if there even was a them.
"And men don't?" Callen couldn't stop himself from asking, though when he saw the smirk widen on the other man's face he knew he had just walked into his damn trap. Marty was sneaky, he would give him that, but he would make sure he didn't make that mistake again.
"Not the ones I usually meet no. Why you saying you're different G?" Deeks asked innocently while he smiled widely. He loved this, the banter. It was good and he could finally be himself with G. Completely himself, with them both knowing the truth about who each of them really were.
"The next left." Was all Callen said in reply as he sat there and thought about what he and Marty needed to discuss. Trying to work out just what words to use to say what he needed to say.
Deeks was happy to carry on in silence. He could see G was thinking about something, and he hoped it was the same thing he was thinking about. Namely their night together, and how he would very much like to revisit it in the near future.
"No one can know what happened that night." Callen finally said as he saw they were approaching there final destination. He needed to make sure that Marty didn't say or do anything that would give away just what they had done together, just what he meant to him.
"Why, you think they'll be jealous?" Deeks asked with a cheeky smile cutting his eyes to his passenger, though all he got back was a narrowed eyed glare as if G was contemplating the many ways he could kill him and hide his body. Yep, he was still dangerous then, not that Deeks thought for a minute he would actually do anything to hurt him, but it was nice to know that that part of G was real.
"I'm serious Marty. They cannot know." Callen muttered between gritted teeth. He did not trust the detective not to say anything. And if he did… hell would descend. Sam would be angry, not pissed, but angry, that he hadn't told him, Kensi would be shocked, and as for Hetty and Nate? He really didn't want to think about their reactions. Hetty would have far too much disapproval in her eyes for his liking he was sure.
"Okay. So where does that put us?" Deeks asked completely serious now. He could accept the guy who worked for the navy didn't want anyone to know he was gay, or bi, or whatever. He could understand why he didn't want his team to know he liked men. I mean the armed forces weren't the most accepting after all. But he did want to know what was going to happen with this… thing that was between them.
"There is no 'us'." Callen stated simply as they pulled up outside the boatshed, hand already on the handle so he could climb out. But he was stopped by the simple touch of Marty's hand on his other arm.
"You can lie to them, hell you can lie to yourself, but you can't lie to me. This isn't going to go away G. there is an 'us' whether you like it or not. I mourned your death, and now I find you alive. I'm not going to disappear. Not this time. I don't care what the 'us' is, but I want something, I want you." Deeks replied simply, placing his cards on the table and hoping that the man next to him wouldn't just swipe them off. He had a second change to be with G, there was no way he was going to make the same mistakes he did the first time round. This guy, touched him in a way that no one had done in a very long time, and while it sacred him, it also made him want more.
"Let's just solve the case shall we?" Callen responded though there was no bite to his tone. It was as if he too felt the connection between them and however much he may want to, he couldn't deny it. It gave Deeks hope.
"And then?" He asked softly, waiting with bated breath to see which side of G would win. Because he had come to realise that G. Callen wore many faces, in and out of work.
"Then we'll talk." Callen conceded. He could do nothing else when confronted with that look in the bright blue eyes in front of him. But he had always known, since there night together that Marty was the one person who could find his way through the cracks in his armour. He was the one man who could get him to do anything he wanted if he really tired. And right now, Marty was trying.
"Okay, I can work with that." Deeks replied with a nod as he let go of G's arm. He knew it was the best he was going to get from the man next to him. Just as he knew he could do this case, work with G and his team, and treat him like they were nothing more than people who had worked together before. He was an undercover cop, he could play this part well. He could show G that he could do what he wanted, no, needed him to do. And then, then they would talk, then they would work out just what it was between them. After all, the job always came first right?