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Anyway, this chapter is again set in season 2, episode 18 'Harm's Way'. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA, nor any of the lines I have taken from the show.

The case was more important than most would be. Because it involved the terrorist that had killed Moe, making Sam very edgy, and more than willing to go along with the guys plan to meet. He needed to find the man who was the reason Moe had died, needed to complete the mission to take down the terrorist organisation and make his death a worthy one. Callen of course had his back, because he was his partner, he would always have his back. It got worse when they discovered that Warriors for Islam, as the terrorist group called themselves, had taken the 7 year old son of a Saudi prince hostage. They needed to move and they needed to move fast. But there was still the question hanging over everyone's heads that Sam's identity may have been compromised. It was for that reason, and that reason alone that Hetty arranged for Callen to follow Sam to Yemen. Because she knew if anyone could, Callen would make sure Sam came home alive.

Deeks understood the reasoning, and hey he was okay with G having to go. Of course he needed to be there for Sam, but that didn't stop him worrying about the man he loved. Didn't stop his mind from turning down dark paths of what could happen to G. After all he had only just returned to work after being shot in LA, so much worse could happen in Yemen. But he refused to let any of that show as he said goodbye.

"You be careful, okay?" He said quietly, watching as G grabbed the local currency and placed it in his aliases wallet.

"I'll be fine. You just find out if Sam's been compromised." Callen replied smiling softly at the younger man, completely ignoring the fact that they were standing in the middle of the office. This was the first time he had gone out of the country since they had told everyone about them, and as such he felt no qualms about saying a public goodbye to his boyfriend.

"We will. I promise." Deeks nodded, knowing that his role was just as important as G's in protecting the big guy.

At his words Callen walked up to him and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling Marty towards him so he could rest his forehead against the younger mans. "I'm going to miss you." he said so quietly that Deeks almost didn't hear it. But he did, and as such he brought his own hands up to frame the sides of G's face.

"I'm gonna miss you too. But hey, when you get back you've got your birthday to look forward to." He said in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Not really a birthday person, Marty." Callen responded pulling back with a shake of his head. He hadn't even considered the fact it was his birthday soon. He never really celebrated it, it was just another day in his mind.

"Oh no, I'm not letting you out of this one. Not even being in Yemen will get you out of what I have planned." Deeks stated his megawatt smile firmly in place on his face, even if it didn't reach his eyes.

"Hmm, maybe I should see if Hetty will let me stay out there?" Callen responded in a contemplative tone, which result in a punch to his arm. "Seriously? I think you've been spending too much time with Kensi." He said to that accompanying his words with a roll of his eyes.

"Well think of it this way, the longer you're gone, the longer I spend with her." Deeks replied cheekily, though he knew he was going to be very glad to have her around while G was away. She was his partner and his friend, and she would be there for him.

"God help us all." Callen muttered good-naturedly before raising his hand to thread it though Deeks hair and pull him closer once more, though this time it was not their foreheads that met, but there lips. It was the first kiss they had shared in the office in front of everyone, but neither of them considered that. No, all they could think about was trying to make sure that the kiss wasn't a kiss goodbye. Because they were going to see each other again, they couldn't countenance any other outcome. So it wasn't a kiss goodbye. It was just a sweet, loving kiss, shared between lovers, partners, friends. Just a kiss like any other.

They were finally parted by a gentle, yet slightly reprimanding cough sounding behind them. Turning, they both saw Hetty standing there, with her hands held tightly behind her.

"Confirmed your alias, Mr Callen?" She asked deciding to forgo mentioning that they really shouldn't be kissing in fall view of the office, even if everyone did know they were a couple.

"Ray Haymes. A textile buyer for a department store chain." Callen replied stepping away from Marty as he collected the rest of the things he would need to be who he now was.

"Ooh. Maybe you can bring me back a nice futah." Hetty responded with a smile, though Deeks frowned. He wanted to ask what the hell a futah was, but realised now probably wasn't the time. "And Sam?" Hetty continued deciding to talk about what she had really come over to Callen to discuss.

"He's all set." Callen replied reaching to grab his bag.

"Is he?" Hetty asked, staring at Callen until he turned to face her, making him give her the answer she was really looking for.

"Sam will do what needs to be done." Callen responded with a sigh. He knew what she was worried about. She was worried he wanted to avenge Moe's death, but he knew Sam, that wasn't his way. He wanted to stop this group because they needed stopping, and he would do whatever it took to achieve that goal.

"And nothing more, Mr Callen. And if necessary, much less." Hetty answered. She wanted to say more, ask him to make sure Sam walked away if that was what was required, but she didn't feel she could with Mr Deeks there listening in. Oh she knew she could send him away, but she couldn't find it in herself to do that either. He was saying goodbye to the man he loved after all.

"I know." Callen replied with a nod, saying he heard what she didn't say, and that he would do what he could. It was all she could ask of her boy. So with a nod of her own she looked away giving the couple one last moment together before Callen had to leave.

"I'll see you when we get back." Callen said to the younger man, giving him one last smile before he turned to walk away. That was the closest he was going to saying goodbye.

"That you will." Deeks agreed to the retreating man as he moved to stand next to Hetty and watch him walk out of the building.

"Bright colours, Mr Callen." Hetty called out making him stop and turn to her in confusion. "The futah." She explained, making Callen chuckle as he continued on his way. But at least she had given him an idea of what to bring back for Marty from his trip abroad, after all he had promised he would always bring him back a present.

And as Callen headed down the tunnel in the background Callen could hear Marty's voice as clear as a bell ask Hetty "what's a futah?" Well, he would find out soon enough, when he brought him back one wouldn't he?