And again hello. Here is the final chapter from season 1, episode 19 'Hand-to-Hand'.
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA nor any of the lines have taken from the show.
The case came together the next day, ending with Deeks having to go and save Sam from getting his ass killed by the marines they were investigating, and them getting there man. The one who was supplying the drugs and committed murder and thus solving both cases they were working. It was a job well done and now Deeks knew it was finally time for him and G to talk. Therefore he had texted a location and time to G, he had had to go back to the precinct and explain what had happened to his boss. Which was so not fun. But now he was sitting there, in the bar he had wanted them to meet in with a cup of coffee in front of him, wondering if the other man was actually going to turn up. He was already late. It did not bode well in Deeks mind. It seemed he had been stood up, well that was a kicker for you wasn't it? The prefect ending to his day. He had kept his and G's secret, and this was the repayment he got. But then, what did he expect from the guy? It wasn't like either of them had a very good track record with their… thing, was it?
Just then the door to the bar opened and a voice spoke his name, though he knew without question it was not the voice he wanted to hear.
"Hetty, who doesn't have a last name." He replied as she walked towards him. He wondered what it was she wanted from him now. He really wasn't in the mood.
"Lange, Hetty Lange." Hetty responded sitting herself down next to the detective with a file in her hand which piqued his interest.
"Can I get you anything Ms Lange?" He asked politely making Hetty smile at him.
"I've already had tea. Thank you, and its 'Miss'. And I prefer Hetty." She replied kindly still smiling at the man who had somehow climbed into her boys heart.
"Hetty it is." Deeks responded with a smile for the woman in front of him. He liked her, even if she was scary as hell when she wanted to be. She looked out for those under her care, it had felt nice to be one of them, even if it had only been for a couple of days. It had been nice to work with a team, it had been nice to work with G. And it had been more than nice to see him again, alive and well. G. everything was coming back to him it seemed, probably because he wasn't here and Deeks knew that he was never going to see the guy again. And that hurt, though it hurt less than when he had believed him dead, so that was the plus side he guessed.
"I imagine you're still smarting from where the chief of police just ripped you a new one." Hetty said, not mentioning any other reason Deeks could have for not being his usual happy go luckily self. Though she knew, she had seen a certain car parked down the road from the bar, and yet its owner was nowhere in sight.
"How'd you know that?" Deeks asked her, it seemed she really did know everything. Did that mean she knew why G wasn't here right then? Probably, not that he was going to ask.
"Because I just experienced something similar from my director. It seems we need to co-ordinate our operations a little better. My boss wants to assign a liaison officer from the LAPD, and your boss thinks it's a good idea." Hetty explained wondering how detective Deeks would take this news.
"You guys don't need a liaison officer." Deeks replied with a shake of his head. They were so much better equipped than the LAPD could ever be. They had things he could only dream about, they were fine.
"I agree. I told him we already have one." Hetty said pushing the file she had been carrying towards the man next to her. The man she wanted working for her, working with her team.
"Hmmm," Deeks responded when he opened the file to find a picture of himself clipped inside the front cover. He then looked through the papers and saw that it had all been filled out for him. What the hell?
"Who are you guys? And I mean, how did you get all this information? I mean the only thing missing here is…" at that Deeks trailed off as Hetty offered him a pen. All he had to do was sign these papers and he would be able to see G every day. He would be working with him, and maybe he could persuade him to give him another chance. Maybe if they spent more time together, they could work out just what it was between them. Because Deeks knew he wasn't alone in the feelings he had for the other man. It would give him a chance to fight for him, as well as an awesome work opportunity. I mean these guys were amazing, and he could have that. He could have the support they had, could work with a team and know that someone had his back at all times. With that thought he smiled at the woman next to him and reached for the pen. It seemed it was time for him to join NCIS.
Hetty smiled as she watched her new liaison officer signing the papers. Oh yes, he was hers now. with that done she took back her pen and the file and climbed off the chair turning to head out of the door as she called over her shoulder "he is all yours now Mr Callen." And smirking to herself at how many different ways that was true.
At Hetty's words Deeks spun around searching the room for the man he had been hoping to meet. He had been here the whole time? Did he know Hetty was coming to offer him and job and as such waited until she was done to talk to him? Where was he? Then he saw the door to the kitchen open and G Callen walked out and straight towards him, taking the seat Hetty had just vacated at his side.
"G." Deeks muttered feeling pretty stupid as soon as the letter left his mouth. But he had been so convinced the guy wasn't going to show up, and yet now here he was sitting at his side.
"Marty." Callen replied just staring at the man next to him. He had no idea how to start the conversation he had come here to have. He had been sitting in his car for a good 20 minutes trying to work it out, before he had seen Hetty pull up making him get out and sneak in the back of the bar so he could find out what it was she wanted to say to Deeks. And yet, still with all that time he still couldn't find the words. All he could do was look into those bright blue eyes which lulled him to sleep in his mind most nights. But now they weren't a dream or imagination, they were real. This was Marty, and there was now nothing to distract him from the fact that he there in front him. But he knew he had to speak, so he said the only thing that came to mind. "I'm glad you signed the papers."
"You are?" Deeks asked surprised by that. He wasn't sure how he had thought G would respond to having him as a member of his team, but he did know glad wasn't what he had thought it would be.
"Yeah. I am. You're a good operator Deeks, you'll be an asset to the team." G replied with a smile for the younger man who seemed to be shocked by his words. Why wouldn't he be glad to have Marty working with them? Sure it may complicate things a little, but at least this way Callen could make sure someone had his back. This way he knew Marty would be okay and not out there all alone fighting the bad guys. Damn that was sappy, Sam would string him up for even thinking it, but he couldn't find it in himself to really care.
"Right, an asset to the team." Deeks responded with a nod. Of course G reactions came from his professional opinion rather than any other. But he could live with that. Hell G thinking he was a good operator was definitely a compliment he liked. He just hoped he would also be able to have more from the guy who had taken up permanent residence in his mind. Taking a sip of his coffee to give him courage Deeks turned back to G and asked the question he really wanted the answer to. "So, what about us?"
"I don't date law enforcement, and I definitely don't date co-workers." Callen replied absolutely. He didn't date full stop if truth be told, but that was a different matter, and his own personal choice. He wanted Marty to know exactly what he was offering and make sure he knew that there would be nothing more.
"So there is no us. Well thanks for letting me know." Deeks responded moving to stand. He couldn't stay here with Callen now he knew that nothing was ever going to happen between them. He briefly wondered if it would be too late to take back the papers he had just signed, change his mind about going to work with NCIS. But before he could actually get out of his chair, a hand was placed gently on his, confusing him. Hadn't G just said there would be nothing between them?
Callen had seen how Marty had taken his words and he wanted to kick himself for it, but he had to make sure the younger man knew what they would be, and what they would never be. He wasn't one for relationships, he couldn't be part of a couple, but he still wanted Marty in his life, in more than just as someone he worked with. He wanted him, craved him. And he was G Callen, he did like bending the rules, even if they were his own. Therefore he placed his hand on top of Marty's and spoke, hoping he would take the only thing he felt able to offer.
"But… no strings attached, that's not dating."
Deeks heard the words and figured out just what G was suggesting. It wasn't a relationship, and it would never be a relationship. But he would still have a part of this man, a part that would be his, if only for the nights they spent together. It was enough, and if it that was all he was going to get, Deeks wasn't stupid enough not to take it. Therefore he turned his hand around so he could link their fingers as he gave his reply.
"No it isn't. So your place or mine?" He asked with a smirk as he remembered the last time he said those words to this man. That time when he didn't know G's name, and neither of them truly knew who the other was. But now they did, and yet they were back to the same point. The only question that needed to be answered right then.
"Well considering I'm currently sleeping on Sam's couch, I'm going to go with yours." Callen replied with a smirk. At least this would get him out of partner's hair for tonight at least.
"Good plan. Shall we?" Deeks asked standing. He didn't know why G didn't have a home of his own, hell he didn't even know why the guy was called G. But none of that mattered right then. No right then all he wanted to do was take G home and spent the night in his arms. The rest would sort itself out eventually.
"Yes. Let's go. But I'm driving. I am not getting into your car again." Callen replied standing as well and smirking as he said the words.
"she'll be hurt to hear you say that G." Deeks responding jokingly, slinging his arm around G's shoulders and pulling him close as they walked out of the bar and into the bright sunlight.
"'She' is a car. I'm sure 'She' will get over it." Callen responded humorously. He would never understand the whole naming your car thing. Sam did it, and to him it was seriously weird.
"Maybe, but I might need some good loving before I do." Deeks whispered into his ear before parting from G to go round the passenger side of his awesome car.
"Hmm, well I think that can be arranged." Callen replied once they were both inside, and before he started the engine he pulled the younger man to him so their lips met in a fierce kiss. It was something they had both wanted to do for so long, that now they had their chance they found themselves lost in the touch and feel of the man next to them. Lost in being able to once more be one who had haunted their dreams for so long, though for very different reasons. In fact they were so engrossed in each other they didn't even notice as Hetty drove away with a smile on her lips.
Her boys had found each other, now she just hoped nothing happened to pull them apart again.