I'm back! I would like to thank gypsymooneysgirl7733 for the lovely review. I am sorry I made you cry, though I confess when your review came through I clapped my hands with glee. By that's just the writer inside of me, we try to ignore her most of the time, she can be a bit devious and evil on occasion.

Anyway here is my last update for the night, as I really do need to go to bed. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.

Callen lay on his bedroll staring up at the ceiling, something he had been doing far too much recently. He hadn't bothered to turn on any lights, it wasn't like he had any furniture to trip over after all. So all he did was lie there, thinking over the words Sam had said to him. Seeing him and Marty from a different angle, in a new light, one that wasn't determined by the lines and rules he had drawn. One that was outside of them. One that showed clearly what they could have been if things had been different. But they weren't. They still worked together, they could never have a relationship and do that, right? At that a voice in his head that sounded far too much like his partner for his liking, told him they already had been. Had they really? Had he and Marty been in a real relationship this whole time without him knowing? How couldn't he see that? Though he knew the answer to that one. He had never had a relationship outside of the job before, this was all new to him.

He lay there and thought and wondered and thought some more. But what it all came down to, he knew, was the feeling inside him with just wouldn't go away. The feeling that tore at him unless he was with Marty, unless he had that man in his arms. He had finally worked out what it was. He had feelings for the guy which way beyond the limits he had set himself. So it was time to decide. Time to take the jump or walk away. He couldn't carry on as he was, they couldn't carry on as they were. And if he walked away he knew it wouldn't just be from Marty, he would have to leave the team, leave NCIS and go work for someone else, somewhere else. Or though, maybe Hetty would give him an assignment in a different country like she had Nate. That could work…

Or he could ask Marty to forgive him and start anew. Have a real relationship with the man. Go on dates and do all the other things normal people did in relationships. What did normal people do? Maybe Marty would know, because he had no clue. Though of course they still couldn't tell anyone they worked with. But it would be different his time, because this time he would willing let himself feel. He would face his fear and let himself go. Could it work? Or would he just end up with a broken heart and more pain than he could cope with? He was so used to people leaving him. But he knew if he did this, he was risking it all on the faith of a man he didn't completely know. Not that Marty was in a different position, but he wasn't him.

What would happen if Marty changed his mind? What if he got to know him better and decided he didn't want him after all? How would he cope with that? But then he saw Sam in his mind, and he knew he would always be there for him. He would catch him if he fell. It was just a question of whether he was ready to take the jump.

Deeks was sitting on his couch watching some random crappy movie he had seen a thousand times. He wasn't paying any attention to it. He was watching the clock for the time he knew G would arrive with sick fascination. Things couldn't go on like this. He had to stop it. This was not healthy for him. He should just quit NCIS, go back to the LAPD. He was sure they had plenty of undercover assignments he could take. He needed to walk away. But his stupid heart wouldn't let him. It still had hope that G would come to his senses. He was crazy. G had made himself very clear in his actions, but still hope remained.

He was pulled out of his wallowing by the sound of someone picking his lock. His heart leapt at it and he chuckle humourlessly to himself that he really should have a different response to someone breaking into his apartment. Especially as he knew it couldn't be G. It was too early. And yet, he still turned to the doorway and hope raged in him that G had come back. That they could have what they had had back. He didn't care what his reasons for pushing him away where, as long as he had G back again.

Callen stood outside the door with his lock picks in hand and wondered if he should knock. This time at least give Marty a chance to slam the door in his face, but he couldn't. He needed to see him, to try to explain, even if he knew he never could. He just hoped he hadn't pushed so hard that Marty was now out of reach. Oh god, don't let him be out of his reach. He walked through the door taking a deep breath as he followed the sound of the TV to the living room, to find the Marty slouched on the couch. He felt his heart leap at the sight and for the first time he let it. He let the feelings he held for this man run free through him and it felt… it felt awesome.

"You're early." Came Marty's voice in a guarded tone.

"I came to say I'm sorry." Callen replied hoping he wasn't going to get a gun pointed at him, even if he knew he deserved it for the way he treated Marty the last few days.

"For what?" Deeks asked wondering if he was apologising for starting this whole business, or that he was now here to end it.

"The way I have behaved. I…" at Callen found himself running out of words because finally the man on the couch had turned to look at him, and through the hurt and pain he could see in his eyes, he could also see hope shining through and it took his breath away that it was still there. That Marty still had faith in him after all he had done.

"You…?" Deeks prompted really wanting to hear the end of whatever it was G had come here to say. Because he had apologised for his behaviour, and hope was roaring in his mind, egged on by the love he had for this man in his heart.

"I ran. I got scared and I ran." Callen replied with a sigh as he dropped into a chair by the couch. He couldn't have this discussion standing in a doorway. He needed to be able to stare into Marty's eyes so he could see the truth in his words.

"G Callen got scared? I didn't think anything scared you." Marty responded with an attempt at humour, but there were still questions in his mind. The main one being what it was that had scared G so much. What had he done to push him away?

"You can, or what I feel for you, at least." Callen replied with a self-deprecating smile as he saw Marty's eyes widen at his words. It was the first time he had admitted that he had strong feelings for Marty, and it shocked the other guy, a lot.

"And what do you feel for me G? Because I was getting them impression I was just something to pass the time, like the book Hetty gave me." Deeks responded a slight bitter tone in his voice refusing to let it go without hearing something that would let him believe there was a chance this man would feel as he did. That he would one day love him. Because he couldn't put himself through this pain again without that chance.

"No. I… I don't date law enforcement, and I definitely don't date co-workers." Callen replied wincing when he saw Marty's face hardening. This wasn't going how he wanted it to, but he really wasn't good with words.

"Yeah I remember you telling me that. What of it?" Deeks asked in a monotone voice. He hated those words with a passion.

"I want to change the rules." Was all Callen could think of to say. All his brain could come up with.

At that Marty felt his heart sore, but he tempered it. G hadn't say remove the rules just that he wanted to change them. He wouldn't agree to anything until he had heard the conditions. For he didn't think for a second G didn't have them.

"How?" He asked forcing his body not to move closer to the man he loved.

"I want to be with you Marty. As we were before…" Callen replied though his words trailed off with that making Deeks smirk as he finished the sentence for him.

"You got scared and ran away?"

"Yeah. I want us to be an 'us'." Callen nodded smiling at seeing Marty's smirk once more. It was better than the hurt eyes, or the dead mask he had seen so far this evening.

"So what are the new rules?" Deeks asked in a fake, yet good, imitation of relaxation as if they were discussing the weather or the surf.

"We can't tell anyone at work. There we would have to be just…" Callen said. There was no way they could be together at work. He was Marty's team leader, and they both had a job to do. No there they would have to remain a secret.

"I will have to just be a member of your team." Deeks nodded. He could understand that. He wouldn't want anyone to know they were together at the office either. He didn't want people treating him different just because they knew he was G. It was what they were to be in private that he wanted to know.

"Yes." Callen said glad Marty understood that one. That there was a chance he could have what he had thrown so carelessly away, back again.

"And out of work?" Deeks asked. This was the make or break point in his mind.

"I want us to be together, be a couple, date. I want to be able to call you my boyfriend." Callen replied cringing slightly at the words, but he meant every one of them. He wanted to be with Marty in every way he could. He wanted to give them a chance of finding happiness, of having that elusive something people searched lifetimes for. He was ready to take his leap of faith, and put it all into this man's hands.

"Okay." Deeks nodded. It was more than he had expected, and yet everything he craved. He would have G completely. He would have a chance to persuade his man to love him back. He really couldn't ask for more.

"Really?" Callen asked somewhat surprised by Marty's agreement. He had thought he would have to convince him more, buy him flowers or something. Wasn't that what people did when they wanted to say sorry, to get someone they cared for to forgive them? But it didn't matter. Because Marty had agreed. He had him back, now all he had to do was reach out and wrap his arms around him and never let go, and his happiness would be complete.

"Yeah, really. I don't want to lose you G." Deeks replied moving towards the other man who was sitting there as if stunned by his words. But as soon as he spoke he found himself engulfed in G's arms and he sighed deeply as he buried himself in them. He was back, his G was back, and he hoped to god he left again.

Callen on the other hand only had one word going through his mind as he held Marty in his arms. And that was Home. He had finally found his home. And he was not going to lose this one. Not ever.