Callen lay back in his hotel room, his wounds from his shooting still healing.
He knew she'd be around eventually, she always was. They had so far managed to keep the fact they were married from Mike, Sam, Macy and surprisingly even Hetty who had become the new operations manager after his shooting hadn't cottoned onto the fact that her senior agent and junior agent were indeed husband and wife.
Callen smiled as he remembered how they met, Kensi Marie Blye had arrived late for her interview with Callen for the post of junior Agent at NCIS's, Office of special projects, her file had said she'd been with NCIS for a year and had excelled at all her evaluations. Looking deeper into her file he found she'd had a hidden agenda, her father. He could live with that...in fact he knew it made her more reliable, less likely to leave the team. He'd already had a team run a test on her, which she had passed with flying colors and all that was left was for him to officially offer her a place on his team.
He looked up from his coffee and was surprised at the smile that was on his face as she ran along the boardwalk her hair flying in all different directions. "Mr. Callen, sir…I'm sorry I'm late."
Despite himself he found himself laughing, "It's ok Agent Blye and it's just Callen, coffee?" he asked and nodded to a waitress who came over and took her order.
"So, Agent Blye…" Callen started. "Kensi." His face softened into a smile. "You passed your tests easily congratulations, do you still want a spot on my team, are you ready to hit the ground running?" he asked.
She nodded as she took a sip from her drink.
Callen smiled again, "We have a mission, and starting tomorrow you and I are going undercover." He passed her the file and she read it through. "Do you have anyone you need to inform?" he asked.
Kensi shook her head, "I don't have anyone, I live alone, don't even have a pet."
"Good." He looked at her as she read the file and took another swig of his coffee. Damn, she was pretty….No handcuffs, No handcuffs…he said to himself over and over, reminding himself of his own rule not to date a woman who owned her own handcuffs.
He was a professional, he'd been with NCIS for 3 years, partnered with Sam Hanna for two, she was his new junior agent, he wasn't going to break his own rule and fall for her.
"So we are going undercover as an engaged couple, you will be Kaitlin Benson and I am Greg Callen, You're a fitness instructor and I'm a photographer."
"You're using your real name?" Kensi asked confused.
"No," Callen laughed, "I don't think so, my first initial is G, but I don't actually know my name, a long story." He added forestalling any questions she might have, "Thing is one of the targets knows my name is Callen already, so we are keeping it for this, I've seen him once or twice at art exhibitions and an ex called me Callen, so Hetty our boss figured we should keep it like this."
"OK…?" Kensi said, "What do I need to pack?"
Callen smiled, "Mace already has your sizes and has suitcase packed, they are in the car. She wanted to see if you could jump straight into this situation, do you have any deliveries you need to change, we may be undercover for a few months." He warned her.
Kensi smiled and shook her head, "Nope."
He handed her an envelope and a box, "In that case, Kaitlin, will you marry me." He grinned handing her the box with a scroll worked gold band holding a one caret diamond, he carefully put it on the correct finger on her left hand.
She smiled sadly at him and he made a mental note to ask her about it later, much later…
He held his hand out as they walked to the car and he held the door for her as they got into their red Ferrari convertible. "Well honey, time to head to our new home, the movers should have finished unpacking by now."
In the car on the way he filled her in; they had 'moved' from Seattle to Malibu and had a nice house on the beach. He told her the rest of their back story and she felt totally comfortable by the time they arrived.
The huge removal van was outside the house as they pulled up, Callen helped Kensi out of the car and hand in hand they walked in.
Sam and Mike were inside putting furniture in the living room; putting his finger to his lips he motioned them to go upstairs they all walked into the bedroom and shut the door.
"Hey." Sam said.
"Sam Hanna, Mike Renko…Special Agent Kensi Blye, AKA Kaitlin Benson; I'm Greg Callen." Callen said introducing them all.
"G…really?" Sam said.
Callen shrugged, "I've met the suspect already. Mace thought it would be a good idea."
Sam laughed, "OK, well Mike's swept the house, there are bug's downstairs, this room is clean, as is the bathroom. Your new 'boss' is Steve Freeman is a writer for 'Military Might' magazine, you've been contracted to take photo's for the next six months. Macy's got a new file for you, it's in here. There is a laptop up here for a secure connection to Eric, and Ops."
Callen nodded and sat on the bed, Kensi sat next to him looking through the file.
"So, this Steve Freeman, he might be stealing arms from military bases and selling them to an arms dealer?" Kensi asked.
Sam nodded, "It looks like he's at the end of the chain, and Mace wants to know who the main dealer he's selling to is?"
"Ok and my part in this?" Kensi asked.
"Steve's wife Louisa is a fitness fanatic, you'll be working at her gym, if she knows anything she might let something slip, or she may just befriend you and you can get closer that way." Mike said.
Kensi nodded looking at Louisa Freeman's file.
Sam stood up and grabbed Mike by the collar, "OK you two, check in on the laptop in 3 days." He said as he walked away.
For the first month the op had gone as planned, Callen and Kensi had made friends with their targets, Steve and Callen worked well together, Louisa and Kensi had gelled well too, Macy was pleased with the progress they were making.
Steve sat in Callen's living room drinking his beer with Louisa and Kensi sitting out on the deck looking over the beach, "So you in for this weekend?" Steve asked.
Callen shrugged, "Sure, can't see why not…Katie, you in for this weekend?" Callen called to his fiancée.
She walked up to him leant over his shoulder and took a swig of his beer, kissing him on the cheek she asked him "What for?"
"Steve and Louisa are off to Vegas, they want us to come."
Kensi smiled, "I've always wanted to go to Vegas. Sure."
Steve stood up, "Great... Lou, we have to go home."
Callen breathed in Kensi's scent as she leant over him, over the last month there had been more than a few accidental touches and once or twice he'd seen more of her than he'd meant too. He was after all only human, but no matter how much he tried not to he found himself falling for her.
Kensi breathed his in as she leant over him and feeling familiar warmth in her loins she shook her head and stood up, turning so he couldn't see her blush she walked to the door to see them out. She had started to fall for Callen, she would watch him when he slept and would smile as he held her in his sleep. Occasionally running her hand up and down his abs as he slept. Some mornings she would have to 'deal' with herself in the shower thinking of him naked in the next room, she was finding him harder and harder to resist.
Closing the door she turned back to Callen who swayed slightly as he got up.
"How many of those did you have G?" she asked.
"Five or six?" Callen smirked.
Kensi sighed, "Come on put those in the kitchen," she said as she walked into the kitchen to put the plates in the dishwasher.
She leant over to place the plates in the washer and turned around to find Callen right behind her.
"I…." she stopped noticing how close they were.
Callen looked at her, his breath suddenly heavy, "Kenz…I…you…" he reached up with his hand and moved a lock of hair that was over her eye.
"G…." Kensi breathed within second he was kissing her and her mind was reeling.
They broke apart and Callen smirked, "I sorry, I…." he turned and walked to the bedroom.
She followed him slamming open the bedroom door as she entered. "What was that?" she asked her anger boiling to the surface.
Callen turned "I…I don't know."
"You don't know!" Kensi was incensed, "I have to work with you, it's hard enough feeling as I do and you don't know!"
Callen turned sharply and held her between the wall and his body. "Feeling as you do?" he smirked.
"I…I." Kensi stammered "Callen,"
"Yes." He smiled his eyes darting from her eyes to her lips and back again.
"I don't want to feel like this." She said breathlessly.
"Like what?" he breathed behind her ear, her knees started to turn to jelly and she started to slide down the wall.
Before she knew what was happening he had scooped her up and lifted her to the bed.
"Like….?" He asked again.
"Shut up and kiss me." Kensi said, all coherent thought going out of the window.