Hello again my angels. I would like to thank Beststoriesever and raspberry dreams for the wonderful reviews.
I can't believe I only started this story two weeks ago and I am already on chapter 40. Crazy. Maybe I should slow my updates, lol. That's not going to happen. This has grabbed me and is making me write constantly.
Anyway time for date night, with a little help from our favourite partner that is.
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.
It was lunchtime, and Sam and Callen offered to get something for everyone. Mainly because Sam had a few questions for his friend, and Callen because, well it got him out of the office and away from his paperwork for a while, not to mention he had questions of his own.
So there they sat, driving to their chosen food truck. That had taken a debt to start with, but now they were both trying to think of the right words to use to get answers to what they wanted to know.
"How did you know about me and Marty?" Callen asked taking the plunge first.
"Michelle and I both worked out your boyfriend was probably someone who we worked with. So I watched you. It wasn't until I saw the pair of you together on the Tracy case that I knew. Why are you only going on your first date tonight?" Sam answered finishing with a question of his own which got a narrowed eyed look from his partner. Callen knew he hadn't told him about the date, so that could only mean he found out from one other person. Just what had Sam said to Marty?
"How do you know that?" He asked in an even tone, hoping Sam hadn't done anything to his boyfriend. Because if he had he might not be so kind the next time they spared.
"Me and 'Marty' had a little chat." Sam responded with a smirk at G's look. He had never seen his partner so protective over anyone before. It was kind of sweet.
"Tell me you didn't threaten to hurt him." Callen sighed hoping Sam hadn't scared Marty into running from him, from them.
"Not at all." Sam replied in what he hoped was an honest tone. Because he hadn't threatened to hurt Deeks, he had threatened to kill him. Completely different.
"Hmmm. I told you, we weren't together to start with." Callen responded still not sure Sam was telling him the truth. He would have to ask Marty later, maybe at dinner.
"Right friend with benefits. Is he really a good cook?" Sam asked remembering what G had told Michelle about finding someone who cooked for him. He couldn't see it. I mean Deeks was, well he was Deeks. He couldn't see him in a kitchen, or at least not making anything that was actually edible while there.
"Not bad actually." Callen replied, though Sam still had his doubts. He knew his partner would eat anything, so his endorsement really wasn't that big an asset.
"So where are you taking him on your first date, or is he taking you?" Sam asked changing the conversation, hoping that Deeks was the one planning the date. Because if not, well then he felt sorry for the guy. They would probably end up in some bar eating burgers.
"I don't know. I mean I asked him to go for dinner, but I haven't really thought about it." Callen replied with a shrug. They would find a restaurant or something when they went out right?
"G. you need to book a table at a nice restaurant." Sam reprimanded him. He knew that he was going to become this guy, the one who had to make sure G did all he was supposed to when in a relationship. Hmm, he really was going to have to learn when they got together, no doubt G wouldn't even think about that anniversary, but he would make sure he remembered. He would not let G ruin the best thing he had ever known happen to him, even if that thing was Deeks.
"Why?" Callen asked seriously confused. He didn't understand that. I mean he and Marty had been together for a while, so it wasn't like it was a real first date. Why go to all the bother of having to dress up and go to a fancy restaurant?
"Because it's your first date." Sam explained with a sigh. Yep, it looked like Deeks wasn't the only one he had to train. He needed to train G about how to be in a relationship.
"But we're already together." Callen exclaimed. It made no sense to him.
"That doesn't matter. Michelle and I are married, yet we still have date night. We dress up and I take her to a fancy restaurant. You have to make an effort with these things." Sam replied with patience. He knew this was all new to the guy next to him.
"Okay, where would you recommend?" Callen asked worrying now that maybe he was going to ruin the night for Marty. If he expected a fancy dinner, then he was going to get one. Callen would give him anything he wanted to get that happy smile on the guy's face.
"That you can get a table at the last minute?" Sam asked before turning silent while he thought for a minute. "I know a guy, I'll give him a call." He finally said having gone through ideas and dismissing the rest of them. It was a nice restaurant, maybe not as fancy as he personally would like, but this was G, his partner would probably prefer the more relaxed atmosphere.
"You know a guy?" Callen asked in astonishment. Since when had Sam known people in the restaurant business? It was like he was seeing a whole new side to him. It was fascinating.
"We met when I was learning to be a sommelier." Sam explain making Callen chuckle. How could he forget when Sam had trained as one of those, and then insisted on wearing that gold corkscrew pin for a whole year.
"Of course you did." He muttered still chuckling to himself and earning a glare from the man who had just pulled the car to a stop by there decided food truck.
"Do you want me to get you a table at his restaurant or not? Because from what I saw Deeks is very excited about the idea of his first date with his boyfriend." Sam replied using the one thing he knew which would get to G. Namely his boyfriends feelings. Hmm, maybe it wasn't so bad they were dating, he now had the perfect manipulation material on his partner.
"Fine get us the table. I'll go get lunch." Callen responded as he climbed out of the car. Damn Sam. but if it was what Marty would want, then it was what Marty would get.
Deeks had managed to leave the office early that day, and when Kensi looked at him with a raised eyebrow he couldn't stop himself from telling her he had a date. Though he didn't stick around to hear her opinion on the supposed bimbo he was going out with that night. With both G and Sam being aware of exactly who he was going on a date with, he really didn't want to see how that conversation turned out. Though maybe he should have, because as soon as the words had left Kensi's mouth Sam had shut her down. Deeks would have appreciated the support, if he had known of it. But as it was his mind was filled with G and where he was going to take him.
It took him a while to decide what to wear, he really didn't know what kind of place G would take a date, and so had no basis for decision making. But finally he settled on a black shirt and a smart pair of black jeans. It was something that would be fine in a nice restaurant, as well as somewhere less formal. Running his hands through his hair he looked in the mirror. Yeah, he would do. It was at the point there was a knock on his door making him frown. he was about to go out, he didn't have time for whatever it was his neighbour wanted, and he didn't even question that it was her. She was the only one who came round his place and actually knocked after all.
Going to the door and pulling it open with a pleasant but slightly annoyed smile on his face he found his jaw dropping open. Because it wasn't his neighbour at the door, it was G.
"You knocked." Was the only thing he could think to say, though he felt a little stupid at the smile that appeared on G's face at his words.
"Well I have been told that you don't break into the home of someone you're on a first date with." Callen replied running his eyes up and down Marty's body and seeing how well the shirt and jeans fitted on him. He briefly considered changing his mind and pushing the guy back into his apartment, but no. They were going on a date. Their first date.
"I could argue that you shouldn't break into people's apartments at any time, but I know it would be a waste. You look good." Deeks responded finally getting his head into gear and seeing that G was wearing a blue shirt that set off his eyes, making their colour look deeper, warmer, and dark blue jeans. He wondered briefly what he had done to manage to get this man. He looked amazing.
"You too. You ready to go?" Callen asked not sure how to take the complement Marty had given him. Mainly because it wasn't him who had chosen his clothes. It seemed Hetty had got wind of the fact that they were going on their first date and had pulled him into wardrobe before he could leave work.
"Yeah sure." Deeks replied pulling his door closed and following G out. This was a rather surreal experience in his mind, for however long they had been together in one capacity or another, this was the first time they had gone out, as a couple. Deeks couldn't stop himself from reaching for G's hand and curling his fingers around his as they made their way to his car. He was instantly repaid for his action by G responding. And so it was with big smiles and holding hands they left Deeks apartment building and made their way to Callen's car.
The restaurant was a small family owned Italian, and when they arrived and Callen gave his alias' name they were ushered to a table at the back, where they could see every part of the restaurant, but they were not immediately seen by the other patrons. It was perfect and Callen did have to wonder how Sam had managed this. He would have to thank the guy when he next saw him.
Deeks looked around the restaurant with a smile of pleasure. This was just the sort of place he liked. It was intimate and warm, and from the behaviour of the staff he could guess that G was a regular here. A little bit more information he had on the man in his life. When they were left alone with their menus Deeks turned to the man seated next to him in the booth.
"So you come here often?" He asked with a cheeky grin, though it was softened by his desire to actually know the answer.
"No. this is my first time." Callen replied, though when he saw the confused look Marty was giving him he knew he had to explain. "Sam recommended it. He trained with the sommelier."
"Wait, Sam's a trained sommelier?" Deeks asked with a gleeful look at discovering this new piece of information about G's partner.
"Yep." Callen replied with a smile. He wasn't sure he should have told Marty that, he had no idea what he would do with the information. But hey, he was pretty sure his 'friend' had threatened the younger man earlier, so only fair he give him ammunition against him. Of course Marty's reply was not the one he expected at this revelation.
"Wow. I must get him to recommend some wines to me." Deeks responded with excitement. He liked a good wine, and knowing someone who had that sort of palette was always good.
"Seriously?" Callen asked in shock, because… seriously?
"Good wine always make good food taste better, G." Deeks stated as if this was a well-known fact. But it wasn't one G had ever heard before.
"Now you're sounding like him, though he would add on the fact he doesn't think I know what good food is." Callen replied with a shake of his head at seeing this sudden similarity between the two men. For a second he was worried they would bond over wine, but then he shook it off. If they did it would be a good thing right? He wanted his partner and boyfriend to be friends, right? Or at least he did as long as they didn't then gang up on him at any rate.
With that they both turned back to their menus, though they did find that often their eyes met across the tops of them. And when it came to what to the choice of wine, Callen let Sam's friend choose whatever he thought would go best with the dishes they had selected.
And then it was just the two of them with good food and good wine talking, or as it usually was, Deeks talking. Telling stories of his childhood exploits with his friend Ray, without the need for keeping secrets as there was the last time they had done this. Callen even added in a few of his own with some of the foster children he been with, not that he mentioned that was how he knew them. He didn't want to bring down the fun evening they were having with his life story. So instead they just talked and got to know each other a little better, though neither of them touched on the darkness in their pasts. One day they would share, but that day was not now. No now they just enjoyed their first date with the man they loved, though only one of them knew that final fact. But one day, one day they would both realise what they meant to each other. These things take time, and right then they had plenty of it to enjoy in the perfect company.