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Kensi worked out pretty soon where they were headed. She knew the directions as well, if not better, than the guy next to her. But she didn't question him until they were in the mission and he was fiddling with one of the computers. She knew academically what they were doing there, but she wasn't sure she completely believed Deeks would do what she convinced he was doing. Or at least she didn't until she heard the whirl of the photo printer at any rate.
"Hetty will kill you for the misappropriation of office equipment." She said with a gleeful smile. What she would give to be a fly on the wall of that conversation. Of course then Hetty would want to know why she didn't stop him. She wasn't sure what she would say to that one.
"Not if she doesn't know." Deeks replied with a smirk, not mentioning the fact he was pretty sure Hetty wouldn't kill him. Not after she got her present at any rate. He hoped not, because he knew that she was one person G wouldn't stand up to for him. Mainly because he was sure his boyfriend would enjoy watching him sweat under her glare.
"Hetty knows everything." Kensi responded with the office mantra without thought making Deeks shake his head.
"People keep telling me that." He said as he picked up the two newly printed photos and finally handed Kensi's phone back to her as he looked them over to make sure they were good.
"What? Don't you believe it?" Kensi asked as she quickly went through her phone to make sure Deeks hadn't done anything to it while she wasn't looking. But it seemed he had been to keen on the idea of getting the photo printed to think of changing all the names in her contacts to someone else, or something equally annoying.
"No. I believe it. I was just wondering where it came from." Deeks responded with as he called to Monty who had been wandering rather close to Hetty's office. It was time for them to get out of there. He didn't want to spend any more time at work on Christmas day than he had too. It was just asking for fate to decide to kick him in the ass and get them case.
At his words Kensi looked up from her phone with a frown. Trying to remember where she had first heard the saying. She knew it was on her first day. It took a while but finally she remembered.
"Callen told me."
Hmm, what did that mean? Was it some convoluted story he and their operations manager put out so people would look guilty whenever they were doing something they shouldn't, so they would know? She wouldn't put it past either of the people in question to do something like that. In fact it was very Hetty in her mind. And as for Callen, well, no one really knew what he was thinking most of the time… expect, maybe his boyfriend did. Yet another interesting thing about her partner and team leader's relationship to investigate.
"Why does that not surprise me?" Deeks smirked thinking that no doubt Hetty had known every time G had gotten up to mischief when he was younger and living with her. Oh he bet she had some stories. Hmm, maybe over a glass of good whiskey tonight he could get her to reveal some of them, you know, if he tied and gagged G first… or maybe he would be better just drugging him. That way he wouldn't escape and interrupt her when she got to the good parts G didn't want him to know.
"Why'd you print two?" Kensi asked putting her phone away and noticing that Deeks had not one photo but double that number.
Her words pulled Deeks from the many ways he could think of to get Hetty to reveal some of G's childhood secrets. "One for G." He responded quickly. It wasn't a lie really, he would be putting it up in his apartment, but it would be for the both of them. So in way it was for G, just him as well.
"What so he'll have no furniture and one picture? Or does he actually have somewhere for you to sit when you go round there?" Kensi asked intrigued about what, if anything, her team leader had done to his house. Not that she had ever been there, but she had heard from Sam how empty the place was, or had been.
"He has a bed, what more do you need?" Deeks answered with a waggle of his eyebrows as he dodged Kensi's fist as she swung at him for his words.
"I do not need to know about your sex life." Kensi fake growled at him. She was learning there were things she really didn't need to know about what Deeks and Callen got up to thank you very much.
"No you don't need to know, but it's so awesome, especially when-" but before Deeks could continue he was cut off by Kensi grabbing him and putting him in a headlock. "Okay uncle, uncle." He squeaked while holding the photos out from him. He didn't want them to get creased.
"Fine. Where to now?" Kensi asked releasing him, though she did enjoy how easy it was to get him unawares. She would have thought that dating Callen for eight months would have taught he better reflexes. Maybe she should spend some more time in the gym with her partner, get him up to speed. Oh that sounded like fun.
"Beach, we can take Monty for a run." Deeks replied with a smile unware of Kensi new plans. He wanted Monty to be relatively tired when they went to Hetty's later that night. He had to set a good example after all.
Monty of course, hearing this suggestion barked his approval.
So therefore the three of them got back into the car and set off for the beach, to have fun messing around, chasing each other, and basically behaving like a pair of children and their dog. No one watching them would believe they were federal agent and her partner.
Later once they returned to the apartment and he had said goodbye to Kensi, Deeks made his way into his room to pull a box of bits and pieces from under his bed. It took a while of rummaging but finally he found what he was looking for. He had seen it at a flea market ages ago and it had caught his eye. But he had never known what to do with it, it really didn't go with his decor. But now he had the answer.
The It in question was a dark wooden picture frame covered in a Middle Eastern looking design. It was also the perfect size for the photo in his hand. Placing it inside, he had just finishing wrapping it and writing the tag, signing if from himself, G and Monty without thought, when G came home.
Sam and Callen had had a fantastic time at the game, watching Kip Brigham get the winning basket. He really was an awesome player. But finally Sam was dropping Callen back at Marty's apartment and he had to ask one last time.
"You sure you and Deeks don't want to come over from Christmas dinner? Michelle will have made more than enough."
"Thanks Sam, but no. We're going to have special night together." Callen replied with a secretive smile. He wasn't ready to tell his partner the truth about where they were spending Christmas evening.
"Yeah, but how much food will that involve?" Sam asked with a roll of his eyes, misinterpreting the smirk as meaning something else completely.
"Lots believe me." Callen responded with a laugh. Hetty always had way more food than they could ever possibly eat.
"All right. You go have fun with your boy toy. Merry Christmas, G." Sam gave in with a shake of his head. It was always the same. G never wanted to spend Christmas with his family. But at least this year he wouldn't be alone.
"Merry Christmas, Sam." Callen replied as he got out of the car. Glad that that had gone much easier than the previous years. Marty had given him the perfect excuse not to spend it with the Hanna family.
Making his way into the apartment he found it strangely quiet. He hadn't seen Kensi's car when he came back, so he knew she had gone. But usually Marty would have the TV on or something. But nope, nothing. In fact he wasn't in the livingroom, though Callen did stop his search for his lover long enough to register the phot propped up on the bookcase out of a frame. Hmm, he kinda liked it. It made him smile.
Moving on he made his way to the bedroom where he stood in the doorway for a few moments and just watched Marty with his head bent over a present. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together and get four.
"Hey. Have a good day?" Callen said relaxing against the doorframe with a soft smile on his face.
"Yeah, you?" Deeks replied moving to give G a kiss and welcome him home properly.
"I did. What's with the gift?" Callen asked, wanting Marty to confirm what he had already surmised.
"It's for Hetty." Deeks responded with a wide smile as he looked into G's eyes and saw that his words didn't surprise him. Of course G had already worked that one out, but did he have any idea what was inside? That Deeks didn't know.
"And the photo?" Callen asked nodding his head in the direction of the livingroom knowing Marty would follow his train of thought about which photo he was talking about.
"For us." Deeks replied wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, wondering how G would respond to him having a photo of them in their home, like a real couple would.
As soon as Marty's arms went around Callen, his automatically returned the embrace, one hand entwining with the younger man's hair while the other rested on his lower back. It was the perfect position so that he could pull his lover to him for a kiss whenever he wanted to.
He could see the uncertainty in Marty's eyes at how he would feel about the photo, but he had agreed just that morning that they weren't going to hide any more. Therefore he smirked as he responded.
"Have to say, Kensi did a good job. Got your best side and everything."
Deeks was relieved when he heard those words, but he couldn't let them go unquestioned, that wouldn't be him.
"Aw come oh G. All my sides are my best ones." He whined giving G his best puppy dog eyes which did nothing but make G eyes twinkle as he gave a non-answer.
"Ah-huh."
Though Deeks knew that G wouldn't be able to resist him for long, and he was right. After 10 more seconds of the puppy look, Callen pulled Marty to him and kissed him with passion, showing him that he did actually agree with Marty's words. All his sides really were the best.
When he finally pulled back for breath Deeks moved to shower G's neck with kisses while murmuring in his ear "what time do we need to leave for Hetty's?"
"Not for another hour." Callen replied already pushing off from the doorframe and turning the younger man so he could back him towards the bed.
As Deeks found himself being manoeuvred to the bed he couldn't stop himself from raising his eyebrow at the older man, though he was all for going with G's thoughts on this one.
"Time to finish what you started this morning Marty." Callen said in response to that look, his voice lowering with the desire that was coursing through him.
"Couldn't agree with you more." Deeks smirked before quickly moving Hetty's present so they didn't crush it when they fell onto the bed together.
And they did have time, just about.