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So here is the next chapter, it is set in season 2, episode 15 'Tin Soldiers', though there are also slight spoilers for season 4 episode 16. Anyway I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA, nor any of the lines I have taken from the show.
The first thing Callen saw when he entered the building was Marty and his heart sored. Of course then he saw the look on his face and he couldn't help but wince at it. It seemed Marty was not very happy with him. Hmm, maybe he should have called him after all, but… he still had no idea of what to say.
"I hear your house was broken into." Deeks said in a deceptively calm voice, all the while glaring at his lover. He was not impressed with his communication skills, or lack thereof. I mean how would G like it if their roles were reversed? He knew he would hit the roof at him for not telling him. Therefore he had every right to do the same in his mind.
"Yeah it was." Callen replied in a guarded tone, wondering if Marty was about to yell at him in the middle of the corridor in ops. Maybe they should move this somewhere more private? He was just about to suggest that when Marty spoke once more.
"And you were going to tell me when?" He asked sarcastically with a raise of his eyebrow. G needed to do much better than that if he wanted to get back into his good graces.
"Now?" Callen replied wincing even as he said the word. He had meant it to come as a commanding, but he knew he sounded more like a scolded school boy. That was just great. Marty had managed to reduce him to that with just a look.
"G. How would you feel if I was the one keeping this from you, huh? How would you feel if you knew I had taken down an intruder, trusted him up in the back of my car and then took him to the boatshed to integrate him without speaking a word of it to you? How would you feel if you had to hear about it from Kensi?" Deeks asked his voice getting progressively louder as he spoke the words. He was so frustrated and worried about the man in front of him. He was fed up with him going off on his own, he was in danger. G was in danger and he needed someone to have his back damn it. He should have been at his place with him, then this wouldn't be an issue, now would it?
Rather than answer Callen pulled Marty away from the corridor and into the incinerator room, glaring at the member of the support staff that was in there doing their job. They needed privacy, and this really was the only place to get it right then. The member of staff left quickly, after all you didn't not move when G Callen was glaring at you like that. he could come back later and finish what he was doing then.
"I'd be pissed, I get it and I'm sorry. I should have told you." he finally said with complete sincerity when they were alone. Just the idea of what Marty had just said happening had made his blood run cold. The idea of Marty being in danger and him not knowing, of Marty not telling him about it. Yeah okay, he could definitely see where the man he loved was coming from, and he had every right to be angry with him for not telling him about the break-in.
"What's going on? I deserve to know." Deeks responded with a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. He had had enough of this and he knew being angery with the other man was getting him nowhere. He just wanted to know what was happening, what G was being so secretive about. Was that really so wrong?
"I found this on my sister's grave. It brought back the memory of me being given it as a child on a beach. I needed to find out why it was there and who had put it there. I need to find out if they have the answers to all the questions I have." Callen explained, a slight amount of desperation coming out in his tone as he pulled the toy soldier once more from his pocket. He hoped Marty would understand what he was saying. He needed this, he needed to know who he was. Even with Marty in his life, there was still that part that was missing. The part which would give him a past, give him family.
"It could be a trap G you shouldn't be doing this alone." Deeks answered in a gentle voice. He knew what finding out about who he was meant to G. But that didn't mean he had to do it alone. They were together, partners in every sense of the word. G should know that he would there with him, helping him in every way he could. He wanted to be there for him. He wanted to be at G side when he found the answers he was so desperately searching for. It's where he should be.
"I need to know Marty." Callen stated with determination. He was fed up with people trying to put him off from doing this, Hetty, Sam, and now Marty? Why didn't any of them understand this was something he had to do?
"Then let me help you." Deeks begged. He didn't want G out there on his own looking for answers. Not when he could be in danger. He needed to know someone had his back, he needed to have his back.
"You can help me by trying to work out who broke into my house last night." Callen replied simply. They needed to move fast in this. Needed to solve this now. He was so close, he could almost feel the answers hanging seductive in the air just out of reach. But he would get to them, he had to.
"Okay fine. But the rest, I need to know what you find." Deeks stated in a voice that said he would not budge. Fine, G wanted to work alone, he would let him, but he would not let him keep all his secrets once this is over. He needed something in return for going against his better judgement and allowing the man he loved to run around unaided and unprotected.
"I promise, I'll tell you everything once this is over." Callen replied, re-iterating what he had said on the phone three days before. He would tell Marty everything, I mean he had planned to do it last night, if he hadn't had his unexpected visitor show up. But he had and now he had a new lead to follow. But once this was done he would tell Marty what he found. He knew he would want to share any small amount of intel he uncovered about who he truly was with the man he loved.
"I'm holding you to that G." Deeks responded knowing it was all he was going to get. Therefore before the older man could leave the room he grabbed him and kissed him deeply, reminding G of exactly what he had been missing the last two nights he hadn't been home. And making sure that when this was done G would come back to him again. He damn well better do.
And Callen happily returned the kiss, deepening it further with the promise he had made. He would come back to his man, and he would share all he knew with him then. But until that time…
With that thought Callen pulled back.
"We need to get to ops." He said simply causing Deeks to sigh but nod in agreement. As such the two of them exited the incinerator room and side by side, made their way up to ops. Time to see what they could discover about the man who had broken into Callen's house. And see how he was connected to everything else that was going on.
Once in ops the team plus Hetty discussed the man who had broken into Callen house whom he had left guarded at the boatshed. They listened to the recording of his interview, and it was Hetty who realised he was speaking in a Romani dialect. Which lead Callen to the realisation of who it was that had sent the man to find him. Arkady kolcheck. He was the only one who G knew who employed gypsies and knew to find him at his house.
Of course this led Deeks to ask one highly important question in his mind. "Who's Arkady?"
"Arkady Kolcheck, former KGB. A friend of Callen's." Sam replied before G could say a word. Not that the other man minded much, though he wasn't sure the word friend was the right description of his relationship with the Russian. In fact he wasn't sure what word would describe it.
Deeks upon hearing Sam's words nodded, though his eyes were trained on G. He felt hurt that he had a friend he hadn't known about, but he knew he really didn't have the right to do so. After all he was keeping his friends from G just as much. Hmm, if this was how G was going to feel when he found out about Kip and Ray, well maybe it was time to tell G about them, even if he didn't get to meet them for like… ever.
Callen on the other hand was already on his way on the door. It was time to find out what Arkady wanted so much that he would send someone to his house. And he needed to know how much about his current life the old Russian spy knew. Because there were certain things he would very much prefer Arkady did not discover, Marty being the top of the list in his mind. He did not want that man to use the one he loved as a pawn in his games against him. No, Callen would not let him use Marty that way, because he knew if Arkady ever tried that he would, without hesitation, kill him. This meeting would be a perfect chance to find out what Arkady knew, and to let him know how much Callen was prepared to protect his own. The lengths he would go to kept Marty safe, and out of the hands of anyone, enemy or friend alike.
When he arrived at Arkady's returning his man to him, he discovered the Russian knew nothing about Marty. That was good. That was very good. Though as soon as that relief hit Callen, it was forced out of him by Arkady revealing he had in his possession a picture of him taken at his sisters grave. The one taken by the man he had tried to catch so long ago, when he was first visited his sisters resting place. The man who he had seen leave the toy soldier on her grave just a few days ago. Arkady had information Callen needed, and he needed it now. It could be the missing piece to find whoever it was that wanted to get in contact with him.
Of course Arkady kolcheck wasn't a man to give anything feely. Oh no. He needed Callen to do some work for him first, and while Callen knew Hetty would never agree to him using the team for such a reason, he also knew he could get around that. He had to get around that, because he needed the intel Arkady had about who he truly was. About his past.
Therefore it was without hesitation that he called ops and got Nell and Eric to research all they could find on Indian business man Rameesh Nayam-Singh.
By the time he returned they had amassed a great deal of information, though nothing concrete that would give rise to them investigating him. His black market operations were only rumours. Not that that was going to stop Callen from doing it anyway. Therefore ignoring the worried look sent his way by Sam, he went to Hetty so they could set up the op to capture Singh's interest. The one to insert Kensi into his group as a fortune teller.
While the conversation with Hetty was not as easy as he had hoped it would be, he did manage to get her agreement for the op to happen. It was time for the team to go clubbing and Kensi to go to work.
Deeks and Kensi were standing by the wall as they waited for Sam and Callen to do recon and locate the target. Kensi was nervous, this was the first real op she had done alone. And while she knew her partner and the other two would have her back, she still wasn't one hundred percent sure she could pull it off. Therefore turning to Deeks she spoke the words which allowed some of her insecurity to show.
"What if he's not interested in me?" She asked somewhat hesitantly. This was all riding on her grabbing his attention enough to pull him from the VIP area and towards her.
"Well, then we know he's probably gay." Deeks replied looking round the room as he did so, checking out anything that could cause his partner trouble.
"Is that some kind of weird complement, Deeks? Or are you trying to take my op?" Kensi asked turning to her partner with a smile. She didn't know how he did it, but he had managed to remove all her nerves with just a few words.
"Well I am the most attractive man here…" Deeks agreed with his sunny smile beaming at her as she turned to make her way passed the VIP section and start the game she was about to play.
"In your dreams." Where Kensi's parting words, though of course Deeks couldn't let her have the final say on this conversation.
"Not mine, G's." He stated over the comms before turning and following Kensi towards his boyfriend who he was supposed to be meeting up with. They had the roles to play once Kensi had caught Singh's attention.
"You do realise I heard you, right?" Callen muttered when Deeks came to stand next to him, making sure they were standing a respectable distance from each other as if they were only friends. It was definitely a lot further than they usually stood when they were together.
"Are you saying I'm lying?" Deeks asked quietly smiling cheekily at Callen before turning back to observing the room and the people in contained.
"Just do your job, Deeks." Callen replied, but he too had a small smile on his face, because he knew Marty would know as well as he did that that meant that Marty had been completely right. He really did think he was the best looking guy in the place. But they weren't here for their own enjoyment. They had an op to run, and a businessman to catch.
It was all going fine until Deeks was recognised by one of the people he had put away when he worked for the LAPD. Of course that did not end well, in fact in ended in him and Sam getting into a fight which needed to be broken up by the bouncers. But, while that hadn't been the plan, it did give Kensi the perfect exit to snare Rameesh Nayam-Singh. Now all they could do was wait and see if he took the bait. Therefore Callen sent everyone home. They had done all they could that night, tomorrow was another day, and hopefully their night time activities would bring them fruit.
Of course Deeks exit from the club was not as gracious as everyone else's. Being literally thrown out of the backdoor really wasn't the best way to go about it. But as he was lying on the concrete he saw a pair of shiny black shoes approach him. Shoes that were attached to muscular legs encased in black trousers and topped with a chest he knew as well as his own. Continuing his eyes travels, he was greeted by G smiling down at him.
"This club sucks." He stated flicking hair out of his eyes.
"Well you shouldn't go round starting fights." Callen replied bending down and offering Marty his hand to pull him up onto his feet.
"That wasn't my fault G." Deeks exclaimed as they made their way out of the back alley behind the club and headed towards the area they had parked the cars before the op started.
"Ah-huh." Was all Callen choose to reply, he was enjoying watching Deeks getting all indignant, and he knew Sam would be singing a very different tune the next day when they saw his partner again.
"It wasn't." Deeks pouted. How was it his fault he ran into someone he had put away? It was an occupational hazard, and he had tried to stop the fight from happening.
"Okay. Get in the car Marty. Let's go home." Callen responded in a smoothing tone holding open the passenger side door of his car for the man he loved. He hoped Marty would let him stay with him that night even though they still hadn't really talked. Because all he wanted right then was to curl up in bed with his lover in his arms. Where he missed him being for the last few nights away from him. He needed this. He needed Marty.
"Home. I'd like that." Deeks nodded in agreement smiling even more at the man in front of him as he climbed into the car. Because he knew what G was saying. He was coming with him. And while he still wanted answered, wanted to talk to G about what was going on, he knew that tonight was not the night. No tonight was just for them. Therefore it was with a silent agreement from both sides that when they spoke, the conversation did not touch on their current case or what G had been up to for the last few days.
On the other hand that didn't mean G couldn't talk about what Deeks had been doing.
"So I hear you were ogling a room full of pole dancers."
"What?! Who told you that? No don't tell me, Kensi." Deeks groaned. He was going to kill his partner. He had not been ogling them, it wasn't a sin to look right? And he was a red blooded man, how could he not look?
"Nope." Callen replied with a smirk at the fact that Marty had just confirmed he did indeed look at the dancers. Not that he was worried, mainly because Marty had been working at the time. If he had been there for any other reason and had looked, then Callen knew he might not be taking this quite so well.
"Nell? It couldn't have been Eric." Deeks muttered trying to work out who it was who had betrayed him. I mean they were the only options right? They were the only ones who knew where he and Kensi had had to go, right?
"Hetty." Callen said deciding to let Deeks out of his misery, and in truth she had just told him the details of the case. She hadn't mentioned anything about Marty apart from the fact he was there.
"Hetty, of course it was Hetty. And I'll have you know I was not ogling them. I was there with my sister to get lap dancing lessons so I could give my boyfriend a birthday treat." Deeks replied with a smirk as he saw how G's eyebrow rose at those words and a look of interest appeared in his eyes. Well that was definitely one way to get him to forget he had looked at the women in X-Pole.
"I'm getting a lap dance for my birthday? Well I certainly wouldn't say no to that." Callen responded having to push the images that idea brought into his mind out of it again. He was still driving after all, and he didn't think imagining Marty giving him a lap dance was conductive to their safety.
"I think I need a few more lessons, plus I don't actually know when your birthday is, so…" Deeks replied, realising he could work this to his advantage. He had been wondering how to find out when G's birthday was for a while now, but he had doubted the man would just tell him. Not after how much he hadn't wanted to celebrate Christmas, birthdays would no doubt elicit the same response.
"11th march, and I would have thought your previous employment would have made you perfectly able to give me a lap dance already." Callen answered with a smug grin on his face as he watched the confusion on Deeks' face on of the corner of his eye.
"What are you talking about?" Deeks asked not really following, or though… no. There was no way G could know that, right?
"How you were a stripper when you were in law school." Callen replied in a casual tone enjoying the wide eyed, jaw dropped look Marty now had on his face. It seemed he hadn't realised he knew that little titbit.
"How do you know that? No, never mind, Superspy. And for the record I was not a stripper, I was an exotic dancer." Deeks finally responded shaking his head at his boyfriend. How did G know this stuff? Though in truth he really didn't mind G knowing that. It wasn't something he was ashamed of, he needed to pay the rent somehow in college, and the pay of a dancer was a damn sight better than if he had just maned the bar.
"There's a difference?" Callen asked tilting his head to side. He was curious about what it was Marty had done, though he preferred not to think about all those other men who had watched him do it. No, that show was strictly for him, or at least it was now. But hey he wasn't against getting his own private demonstration.
"Oh yeah there is, and if you're a very good boy, I'll show you one day." Deeks replied cheekily winking at him making Callen chuckle as he turned his eyes back onto the road so he could turn into the parking lot of Marty's apartment.
"I'll hold you to that. And I promise, I can be very, very good." He finally answered in a low voice as he turned off the engine and faced his lover completely.
"I'm sure." Deeks replied humourously before he pulled the older man towards him by the lapels on his jacket and kissed him seductively. He was just so glad to have him there, to be with him again. The rest of the world could wait, because for now, and for tonight it was just going to be him and G.
When they finally made their way through Marty's door, having become very distracted in the car with kisses and well… other things, they were once again accosted by Monty, who was extremely happy to see his other daddy returning home. So much so he refused to let him go to bed until he had played at least one game of tug of war with him. Or at least that was what Callen claimed and he was sticking to it.
Deeks would of course tell you it was more the other way round, but that didn't really matter to him. G was back where he should be and that was all the counted. And for the first time in what felt like far too long he got to sleep on his favourite pillow of G's chest once more, drifting off to the feel of him running his fingers through his hair.