Hello again my lovelies. I would like to thank french fan (Guest), Beststoriesever (Guest), lulu625, Petunia3116 for the wonderful reviews.
So firstly, I am glad you all liked the presents. I have been trying to think of what they could get each other for weeks, so I'm glad you liked them. Secondly, yeah draws are drawer, my dyslexia came pout to play it seems. Oops. :)
Anyway enough from me, here is Christmas day part two. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.
Sam pulled up outside the apartment building G had told him to pick him up from. He hadn't actually ever been to Deeks place, so this was going to be a first for him. As he made his way across the street he saw a white four-by-four he recognised very well. It was Kensi's. He could only guess why she was there. He hoped it was because she knew and she had come to spend the afternoon with Deeks, and not that she was just bored and decided to surprise her partner. Because if it was the latter, she would be the one getting the surprise. He debated for half a second but decided it would be stupid for them both to go upstairs alone.
"Kensi, merry Christmas." He called out making the young woman jump as she turned to him with a smile.
"Merry Christmas to you too. Guess you're here to pick Callen up for your man-date?" Kensi answered falling into step with the older man.
"Yep. Though by the sounds of it, you've been spending too much time with Deeks." Sam replied glad that she had subtly let him know she knew about the two men who would be upstairs in the apartment waiting for them.
"He's my partner, I don't have a lot of choice." Kensi responded jokingly jogging gently up the stairs. She was looking forward to spending some time with Deeks, no matter what she might say. He was her friend, the first real one she had had that knew exactly what it was she did for a living. It was nice.
"True. So you feeling okay?" Sam asked remembering how she had been the previous day and wanting to make sure she was good. That Deeks had looked after her as G had seemed sure he would. Not that he didn't trust the younger man, but he wanted to make sure. Kensi was a member of his team, and making sure his teammates were okay was part of the deal.
"Yeah. I help Callen and Deeks decorate their tree last night." Kensi answered smiling as she remembered the fun she had had, and the friendship and love she had seen and been offered by both men. At how they had somehow made her feel like part of their family without saying a word.
"I can't imagine that going any way, but badly." Sam responded with a chuckle at the idea of G decorating a tree. I mean he had never known his partner to ever have a tree, or even think of getting one. In fact the only reason he got people presents was because Sam, and he was sure Hetty, badgered him into doing it. It was nice to hear Deeks had domesticated him, a bit at least.
"It was interesting to say the least." Kensi nodded in reply as she remembered the banter and the put upon sighs Callen gave off whenever Deeks asked him to do something. But he never once said no, just did it. It was rather revealing about the dynamics of their relationship that was for sure. And so very different o how they were at work, when it was without doubt the other way round.
At that point they had reached the door to Deeks apartment, and so with a shared smile Sam knocked.
Deeks had made his famous breakfast frittata, or he liked to claim it was famous. Callen didn't care whether it was or not. All he knew was it was delicious. He was about half way through when the knock came on the door, he went to stand but Deeks waved him back down.
"I'll go, you finish. Can't have you going hungry." He said placing a kiss on to G head as he made his way towards the door, Monty trailing him.
"Hey Sam, and kensilina, now Christmas can truly being." Deeks called as he opened the door to see who was on the other side.
"Hey Deeks. G ready to go?" Sam asked pushing his way into the house, but not before he gave Monty a quick, secretive stroke.
"In the kitchen finishing breakfast." Deeks replied pointing out the right door as he waited for Kensi to follow. She had been distracted giving Monty a proper greeting.
"Hey G. Should I ask why it is your only now eating breakfast? It's almost lunchtime." Sam tutted as he entered and took a look around the room for the first time. Everything was organised and had its place. He approved. Surprised, but approved. He hadn't imagined Deeks would be tidy, though thinking about it, his desk was never a mess either.
"We were busy this morning." Callen smirked in response not bothering to stop eating just because his partner was there.
"So Fern, you eaten?" Deeks asked as he entered the room, though his question was follow by an ouch as she hit him. But only gently, it was Christmas after all.
"Does ice-cream count?" Kensi asked moving to jump up onto the side so she was sort of out of the way.
"Yep." Callen replied at the same time as Deeks said "no."
"Here." Deeks continued and handed her a plate with some of his frittata on it. He had made more than enough for him and G after all, might as well feed the masses now in his kitchen.
Sam for his part, not wanting to be the only one not to taste Deeks cooking stole G's fork and some of his breakfast to try it.
"You're right, the boy can cook." He said as he swallowed. He had to admit, it was pretty damn good. Not up to his standard, but good.
"I know. Why do you think I'm with him?" Callen responded with a smirk.
The "hey" that came from Deeks on the other side of the kitchen made them all laugh.
It was then that Monty came in carrying his new, supposedly, squeaky toy that was strangely silent.
"What happened to Monty's present G?" Sam asked rounding on his partner with crossed arms when he saw that it wasn't making any noise.
"The sound scared him Sam. I had to remove it." Callen replied with a completely straight face making Deeks burst out laughing. He after all had enjoyed watching G run around the apartment after Monty and the toy. Though he couldn't quite believe it when G finally got hold of it and cut out the squeaker.
"A trained police dog whose job it is to search for explosives, was scared of a squeaky toy? Really? That's what you're going with?" Sam asked in disbelief. He had thought the squeaking would have lasted at least a day.
"Yep. Shall we go?" Callen answered standing to put his plate in the sink and then turning and pulling Deeks into his arms, placing a long sweet kiss on his lips. In fact he didn't stop until Sam had coughed at least twice. Served him right for buying that damn toy for Monty.
"See you later." He muttered as he pulled back, and giving a wink to Kensi walked out of the room with Sam at his side, the banter between the two senior agents could be heard until the door closed behind them.
"Well that was certainly some kiss." Kensi said jumping down from the side and adding her plate to Callen's.
"I don't know, I had better this morning, but they really weren't for public viewing." Deeks replied with a smirk before turning to his partner. Now he had her alone there was something he wanted to see. "So, show me the photo."
"What photo?" Kensi asked trying to look innocent, though she knew she didn't pull it off. Damn, she had been so convinced she hadn't been made.
"The one you took last night of me and G." Deeks said confirming what Kensi already knew. But like that would stop her from trying.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Liar, show me Fern, or I might have to use my new present on you." Deeks replied smirking as he moved a step towards her. Though his words peaked her interest, as well as being something that might change the conversation enough that Deeks mind left the photo she had taken secretively the previous evening.
"Oh and what's your new present?" She asked innocently.
At that Deeks smirked even more, she had just fallen right into his trap. "This." He answered pulling out his new knife and letting the light reflect of the blade. Her reaction was like bees to a honey pot.
"Wow, that's… beautiful." Kensi breathed mesmerised by the beauty of the weapon in her partner's hand.
At her words Deeks moved closer and as if to show it to her, but in truth he was hoping to keep her distracted enough so he could pickpocket her phone.
"I mean, look at the craftsmanship, and the blade, how's its serrated and curved like that. It'll do serious damage with the smallest of cuts. Where did you get it?" Kensi asked her eyes tearing away from the knife in Deeks hand so she could look at his face.
"G gave it to me." Deeks replied smiling softly at what the weapon in his hand represented.
"He gave you this? Damn. Now I wish I was the one dating him." Kensi muttered as her eyes turned back to the knife and she gently ran her finger along its sharp edge.
"Don't think you're his type princess, sorry. So what's your pin?" Deeks asked moving quickly away from her, her phone now in his hand.
"My what? Hey give me that." Kensi yelled as she realised what it was he had in his hand. How the hell had he done that? Then she realised, Deeks had used the knife to distract her. That was so unfair. Damn the man. She would get him back for that, somehow.
"Na-ah. Not until you show me the photo." Deeks replied holding the phone in one hand above his head so she couldn't reach it, and holding the knife out in the other to stop her from hitting him. He knew her tactics well.
"Fine. But let me hold you knife." Kensi reasoned, realising there was no hope of her getting her phone back any time soon. And she guessed Deeks did deserve to see the photo. I mean it was of him and Callen after all.
"Okay, but no stealing it. If you do I'll set my boyfriend on you." Deeks answered seriously handing back her phone so she could unlock it and find the photo.
"You think I'm scared of Callen?" Kensi asked with a laugh as she did just that. I mean she could take him. Okay maybe not if she had pissed him off, but… yeah okay, Deeks may have a winning threat there.
"Yep." Deeks replied smugly as she handed over the phone and he exchanged it for the knife. Looking down at the picture his breath caught. It was the perfect image. Him and G wrapped up together on the couch, smiling at each other as if there was no one else in the world but them. He couldn't have gotten a better photo of the two of them if he had tried, and believe him, he had tried. G didn't seem to like having his picture taken though. "Whoa, this is really good." He breathed as he ran this finger over the image. They looked the perfect happy couple. It was then it hit him. He had finally found the perfect present for Hetty.
"We need to go. Now." He snapped out, grabbing the knife from Kensi's hand and putting it back in it sheath on his belt as he moved to grab Monty's lead.
"Go where?" Kensi asked completely bemused by Deeks sudden movements.
"You'll see, come on. I'll even let you drive." Deeks replied grabbing her hand and pulling her out of his kitchen and marching them both determinedly towards the door. They had a lot to do, and not a lot of time to do it in.