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So I know this is a short one (and it's not Friday), but I wanted to round out the previous story line, before we move onto the next episode.

Anyway I hope you enjoy it.

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The next morning both Sam and Kensi knew that the problems between the other two members of their team had been sorted out without their involvement. Mainly from the fact that Deeks was even more chipper than usual, as well as louder. Whereas Callen just had a small indulgent smile upon his face as he looked at him before turning and actually doing some paperwork, for the first time in a while.

Of course Sam was less surprised than Kensi to find things back to how they should be, but that was due to the fact that when he had turned up at Callen's house the previous evening, with the intention of dragging him out for a drink and making him talk, he saw a certain detectives car down the block from his partners house. He had sensibly left at that point, deciding not to interrupt whatever it was G and Deeks had been doing. He was just glad to see that everything was good again.

Kensi on the other hand was dying to find out what had happened the previous evening between the two men that had resulted in them getting back together. The only thing she could think of was that Callen had told Deeks that he loved him, and she wanted to know how. She couldn't see Callen preforming some sort of romantic gesture somehow. So what had he done to get Deeks to give him another chance? Also she realised that now everything was back to normal, she should probably let her partner know she had finally figured out who his mysterious other half was.

With that in mind she was quick to volunteer herself and Deeks to go on the lunch run for the team, refusing to take any arguments Deeks tried to put forwards as she dragged him out of the door.

As soon as they were both sat in the car and she had started to drive, so that Deeks was her captive, she spoke.

"I'm guessing you and your boyfriend worked it out then?" She asked with a smirk putting subtle emphasis on the word boyfriend, wondering if Deeks would notice and question her about it.

But he didn't, because he was far too busy remembering how it was that he and G were now back together.

"Yeah." He sighed, getting dreamy eyed making Kensi chuckle at him. He was such a sap, I mean really?

"Did he tell you he loved you?" Kensi asked, wanting all the details. That was what friends were for, right? She wasn't being nosy wanting to know, right?

"In a way. He wrote me a note." Deeks replied his smile growing as he remembered that that piece of paper was folded up in his pocket, so that G's confession was with him always.

Kensi could hardly contain herself at that piece of information. Callen had written Deeks a love letter to get him back? Oh man, she was never going to let them live this one down. No way in hell. They took the piss out of her constantly, it was her turn.

Of course now Deeks had started talking about how he and G had gotten back together he found he couldn't stop. He wanted to share with someone just how special G had made him feel with his quirky love declaration that morning.

"Then this morning I woke up with a post-it note with the words I love you written on them stuck to my forehead. Not sure my forehead was the best place for it but- " Deeks suddenly stopped himself from saying G before carrying on as if nothing had happened, though Kensi noticed. "He told me it was his way of making sure I didn't forget."

At that Kensi was speechless. Who knew that Callen was such a closet romantic? She was about to say exactly that, but then it hit her. If she told Deeks she knew who it was he was with, who it was who loved him enough to stick post-it notes with the words on his head, then she doubted he would be willing share anymore private titbits about the two of them. And Kensi really wanted to know, she wanted to know everything. She had been kept in the dark for long enough, and from what she could tell she was the only one from the field team who hadn't known. She had seen the looks Sam had been throwing his partner the last few days, it went without question in her mind that he knew exactly what was going on. It was obvious that they had decided not to tell her, so why should she tell them she had worked it out? No. This would be her secret.

With that decision made she proceeded to ask questions that were general enough that Deeks didn't realise what he was telling her, but because she knew who they were talking about she learnt more than she could ever dream of learning. It was a very good days work if she did say so herself.

Deeks for his part wasn't really paying much attention with what he was sharing. Okay sure, he didn't say G's name, but if Kensi figured it out, then so be it in his mind. He loved G and G loved him. Did it really matter who knew? He also wanted to move on with their relationship, now they had passed the hurdle of saying, or writing, the words, he wanted more. It was then that the perfect idea of what to get G for Christmas came to mind. It was small in the fact it wouldn't actually really cost him anything, but it would hopefully take them further along the relationship journey. Oh yes, it would be awesome.

Sam waited until he could no longer hear Deeks protests before he moved to G's desk to talk to him quietly. He wondered if the two men had realised that Kensi had worked it out. Or at least he was pretty sure she had. She knew something was up and was now sorted. Of course you would have had to be blind to miss it the last few days, but still…

Not that he was going to tell Deeks or G about it. If they couldn't see it for themselves, then they really weren't as good at their job as they both thought they were. So putting all thoughts of Kensi out of his mind he perched on the edge of his partner's desk and waited form him to look up.

"You want something Sam?" Callen asked smirking as he just carried on working, he knew his partner wanted his attention, but he felt like having some fun today. Because today was a damn good day.

"You going to tell me what happened between you and Deeks?" Sam asked without preamble, quite comfortable talking to the back of G's head. He would look up eventually.

At that Callen sighed. He really wanted to say no, but he knew he couldn't put Sam off any longer. He deserved to know something.

"I did something he didn't like. We broke up, I fixed it. Now we're back together." He said still not looking up from the paperwork he wasn't really doing.

"That it?" Sam asked. He had hoped for more, but he respected his partner's privacy, kind of.

"Yep." Callen replied simply.

"Okay. Piece of advice, don't do things your partner doesn't like. It never goes well." Sam responded straightening to make his way back to his own desk.

"Learnt that from personal experience have you Sam?" Callen asked finally looking up with a cheeky smile on his face. He could just imagine what crap Michelle would give the big guy if he upset her.

"Yep." Sam nodded his eyes hardening as if to say he would speak no more on the subject, making Callen chuckle at him.

"I'll bare it in mind." He said as he turned back to his work. He had quite a bit to catch up on.

And so everything went back to normal within the team, with the added excitement of Christmas not far away. Though when Deeks started to find post-it notes around his apartment every morning from G, he couldn't stop himself from telling Kensi about them. It became a new game for them, for her to try and guess where he had found the latest one.

Kensi enjoyed it, because it gave her a chance to try and work out the way her team leaders mind worked. And Deeks? Well he was just glad that he finally had someone he could share his happiness with. Someone he could tell his thoughts to. Someone who didn't judge him for those thoughts or his feelings as he had always known any of his previous co-workers would have done. It was a welcome breath of fresh air in his life, and he loved it.