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So here is the next chapter, it is set in season 2, episode 4 'Special Delivery'. This one will have more of the case and team interactions in it. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA nor any lines I have taken from the show.
It was a good morning in Marty Deeks' mind. Not only had he woken up with G, which in all honesty happened pretty much most mornings. But he had also woken early enough to fit in some surfing time before making his way to the office. There had been a wicked swell this morning, and it had been awesome. He couldn't help himself taking a selfie of him in his wetsuit just as before he got into the ocean and sending it to G with a caption that said 'look what your missing'. Of course when he came out and saw the response he got back it made him chuckle with pleasure, getting him a few strange looks, but only a few, this was LA after all.
The reason for his delight was a one line text from G which read, 'I would prefer to keep you company in the shower when you're done'.
So it started, and the rest of the morning while he got ready for work he and G were exchanging text messages. And be they of the naughty variety or humorous, they all of them, were very revealing of their relationship, if anyone cared enough to look at them. In fact Deeks had just send his last one when he walked down the corridor towards the bullpen to see G sitting next to Kensi with his phone out. That was where G had been texting him from? Wasn't he sacred that his partner would see them? Shaking his head at G's cheek he tuned into the conversation as he walked closer.
Callen knew he shouldn't be doing this while sitting at work, and he should definitely not be doing it on his work phone, but he couldn't help himself from keeping the text conversation going with Marty. He did delete every message after he had read them and replied so no one could accidently find them, but he found himself unable to delete the picture of Marty in his wetsuit with his hair all fluffy around his face for the ocean breeze. He look far too sexy it that photo in his mind, and he just couldn't get rid of it. So instead he saved it and buried it in his phone, hoping Eric didn't have any reason to go searching through it, or Sam or Kensi for that matter… oh and he really didn't want Marty to know he had kept that photo.
Luckily Callen was well versed in multitasking and keeping up a cover without really trying, because while he was having his text conversation with Marty, he was talking to Sam and Kensi about what they should get Hetty for her birthday. Not that he thought they should get her anything. She had said she didn't want a fuss, so Callen was happy to go with her wishes. He really didn't see the point in birthdays, they never really seemed much to him, but then that was probably because he hadn't ever really celebrated his. Hell he had only gotten his first ever birthday card last year, and that was from Sam. So yeah, he didn't get it. But it was one of social things he tried to conform to, or at least pretend to conform to at any rate. Hence his inclusion in the discussion between the two other agents.
"Clothes." Sam suggested as he and Kensi watched Hetty walk to her office, making sure she was far enough anyway that she wouldn't hear them.
"Never a good idea." Callen replied not looking up from what he was doing on his phone making Sam frown at him.
"Why not?" He asked his partner, though it was Kensi who chose to reply.
"Ever had a friend, family member get you clothes?" She asked simply. It was all she needed to say for Sam to understand her meaning.
"Definitely not clothes." Sam shuddered as he remembered some of the nasty things he had been brought over the years, by his loved ones. Things he had then been forced to wear whenever they came to visit. Oh hell no, not clothes.
"Jewellery? Jewellery's special, sends a message of intimacy between two people." Kensi suggested looking at the two senior agents for their views on her idea. I mean they had known Hetty longer than she had after all.
"And who doesn't love intimacy? Especially the intimate kind of intimacy." replied Deeks joining the conversation while he was slipping his phone back into his pocket. He couldn't help but look at G as he said the words with a smirk on his face, only for the other man to hit send on his phone and smirk right back at him as Deeks felt his own cell vibrating. Oh the game was on.
Of course then Deeks saw the looks both Kensi and Sam were giving him and he had to wonder what it was he had just walked in on. "Wait, who are we talking about?"
"Maybe not jewellery." Kensi conceded after hearing the words that came out of Deeks mouth. Did he have to sexualize everything? Of course he did, he was Deeks.
"Somebody want to help me out here please?" Deeks asked still wondering what the three agents had actually been talking about.
"Hetty's birthday." Sam replied making a keep your voice down gesture before he continued to explain. "Every year it's the same deal, doesn't want a gift or a party."
"So every year you give her a gift and throw her a party." Deeks responded with making Kensi give him the strangest of looks.
"Of course." She said as if it was obvious.
"And what of she really doesn't want one?" Deeks asked seeing the flaw in their plan. I mean the woman scared the crap out of him. He wouldn't go against her wishes, though he might be tempted to go and buy her a card at some point that day, but that's different.
"What if she says she doesn't, and really does?" Sam countered back with. He couldn't understand why Hetty wouldn't want to celebrate her birthday.
"Her feelings could be hurt." Deeks answered and before he could say anything more Sam nodded.
"Exactly." He replied as if Deeks had just proved his point.
But Deeks hadn't been a lawyer for nothing, he could argue any case, and therefore felt he had to present the other side of the agreement to the big guy. "On the other hand she's gonna be angry if she actually doesn't and you do."
"Exactly." Callen replied this time, smiling at Deeks as a way of saying thanks for voicing his side of this debate, and Deeks could do nothing by smile back, basking in the warmth he gained from that look from his man.
"Come on, G, you know Hetty better than anyone." Sam said to his partner in a cajoling tone, hoping he would give them some advice about what to buy their operations manager.
"And birthdays are complicated." Deeks voiced still looking at G, though trying to make it seem like he was just interested in what he had to say, and that it had nothing to do with him just wanting to look at him.
"And so is Hetty. Sorry guys." Callen replied. That was all he had to say on the matter. He was staying well clear of this one.
"What about clothes?" Deeks suggested making the other three there share a glance at how the conversation was suddenly going round in circles.
Of course it was at that point that Hetty came up to them all, and Deeks, Kensi and Sam all found themselves giving her uncomfortable smiles which just screamed that they were plotting something. Callen looked at them all and wondered how it was they were some of the best undercover agents they had, when they cracked under Hetty's stare so easily. Luckily it was at the point the new intelligence analyst Nell Jones broke through their thoughts by whistling loudly from the top floor up by ops. Deeks used the time it took to walk up the stairs to read his new text message and fire off one of his own smirking as he walked through the door so they could be briefed on their latest case.
And Callen, leaning against the table, made sure he didn't react when his phone vibrated in his pocket and instead concentrated on the briefing about the dead corporal who had had his hand cut off.
The two sets of partners split up when the briefing was over, with Kensi and Deeks liaising with the local police and forensic teams, while Sam and Callen headed out to Pendleton to meet the suspects that had been identified on base. On the drive over Sam couldn't help but notice how much time his partner seemed to spend on his phone, and it was starting to nag at him. He wanted to know what was so interesting on that thing.
"You're like a teenage girl, you know that?" he said when for the umpteenth time he watched G type a mysterious text.
"What do you know about teenage girls Sam? Your daughter isn't even close to that age." Callen replied pressing send and turning his attention back to his partner. Yeah okay he and Marty should probably stop texting now, but he couldn't seem to be able to. It was fun, and the fact that he was doing it while sitting in a car with Sam just added to the enjoyment. He liked being able to pull the wool over his partners eyes about this.
"Have to be prepared for what is to come." Sam responded diverting from his original question in hopes of getting G to relax and think he had given up on his wish to know what was going on. You know, before he returned to the attack. He wondered briefly if it had anything to do with Hetty's birthday. But no, if it had G would tell him.
"Yeah. Prepare yourself for when she starts dating. How are you going to deal with the boys when they come round to take her out?" Callen asked innocently smirking as he watched Sam's face darken at his words.
"No. Don't even joke about that, G. I know what you're doing, and it isn't going to work." Sam snapped back. His daughter was never going to date, so he didn't have to prepare for that one thank you very much. No teenage boy was ever getting near her, and G knew it too.
"I was just trying help you develop your parenting style for when your daughter gets older. I'm sorry if it seemed tactless." Callen replied with sincerity in his voice, as he turned back to his phone as it vibrated again.
"Who the hell you texting anyway?" Sam finally asked. He had tried to read what G was writing, but his partner had his phone angled just right so he couldn't see anything on the screen.
"Me? I'm texting no one. Just playing a really good game of candy crush." Callen replied with a blasé tone making Sam snort. That was the worst lie he had ever heard come out of G mouth, and that was saying something.
"Yeah right, like you even know what that is." He responded with a shake of his head. Did G really think he was that stupid?
"I'll have you know, I am very proficient in it, thank you very much." Callen replied as he sent a final message to Marty telling him that they needed to stop because Sam was asking questions. With that done he returned his phone to his pocket and manfully ignored it when he felt it vibrate to tell him he had yet another text come through.
Sam watched his partner put away his phone and turn to look out the window. He felt a bit bad about that. I mean it was obvious that whoever was on the other end was important to G. Maybe his partner had finally gone and got himself a love life, it would make a lot of sense. Including his wish for secrecy. But still Sam had to ask. "So you gonna tell me about them?"
"Who?" Callen asked right back with a frown on his face playing it cool. There was no way he would tell Sam anything about Marty.
"The person your texting." Sam answered with a sigh. It really was like pulling teeth getting anything from G sometimes. He just wished his partner would talk to him about things, especially if he had maybe found himself a lover. And hey, if G like them enough to be sat texting them most of the morning, then Sam really wanted to meet this person, make sure they were good enough for him.
"No." was all Callen said in reply. Sam would get nothing out of him. He knew his partner would not approve of him doing… whatever it was they were doing, with their LAPD liaison.
At that Sam looked over at G and saw the determination on his face and he knew he wasn't ready to share yet. "Okay. So you going to reply to the latest text?" He asked in response. He wasn't about to push him, He just hoped G would tell him eventually.
And hearing his words G smirked as he pulled his phone back out and went back to having his conversation with Marty, while also bantering with Sam all the way up to Pendleton.