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liar-or-lawyer · 11 months

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Does it ever drive you crazy

Just how fast the night changes?

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rookheeya · 9 months

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NCIS Los Angeles

Kensi Blye & Marty Deeks Wedding Photos

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thjslove · 11 months

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first and last appearance of the main four

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rubyarrows · 6 months

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Comforting Hold

YN's day had been nothing short of a rollercoaster ride. From early morning mishaps to mounting work stress, she felt overwhelmed and emotionally drained. As she stepped into her apartment, she couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh, longing for solace.

Little did she know that her best friend and confidant, Callen, had sensed her distress. He had always been there for her, offering unwavering support and a listening ear. Today was no different.

A knock on the door startled YN, but a smile tugged at her lips when she saw Callen standing there, a playful glimmer in his eyes. "Hey, partner. Mind if I come in?"

YN shook her head, gratitude filling her heart. "Of course, G. Come on in."

As Callen stepped inside, he immediately sensed the heaviness in the air. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around YN, enveloping her in a comforting embrace. She melted into his embrace, feeling the weight of the world slowly lift from her shoulders.

"Rough day?" Callen asked softly, his voice filled with empathy.

YN nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah, it feels like everything is falling apart."

A warm smile graced Callen's face as he pulled away, his eyes meeting hers with unwavering support. "Well, I'm here now. Let's turn this day around, shall we?"

Together, they ventured into the kitchen, Callen's culinary skills coming to the forefront. As he effortlessly prepared a simple yet delicious meal, the aroma filled the air, bringing a sense of comfort and tranquility.

As they sat down to eat, YN couldn't help but marvel at the magic Callen weaved with his cooking. Each bite was a delightful symphony of flavors, a respite from the chaos of the day. They laughed, shared stories, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

After dinner, they settled onto the couch, surrounded by a cozy blanket fort they had built together in their younger days. Callen scrolled through their collection of favorite movies, each one symbolizing a cherished memory.

As the movie played, YN nestled against Callen, her head resting on his shoulder. The familiar warmth of his presence enveloped her, offering a sense of security and peace. They laughed together at the funny parts, and during the intense moments, Callen's reassuring grip on her hand grounded her.

"You're my new pillow," Callen whispered, his voice filled with affection.

YN let out a soft chuckle, her heart swelling with gratitude. "I'm lucky to have you, G. You always know how to make everything feel better."

In that moment, their friendship transcended words. It was a bond forged through shared experiences, trust, and unconditional support. They had weathered countless storms together, and this night was another testament to the depth of their connection.

As the credits rolled on the movie, YN looked up at Callen, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and contentment. "Thank you for being here, G. For always being my safe haven."

Callen smiled, his gaze filled with unwavering loyalty. "Anytime, YNN. We're in this together, through thick and thin."

And as they sat there, wrapped in each other's embrace, they found solace in the simplicity of the moment. In their friendship, they had discovered a sanctuary—a place where troubles melted away, and laughter echoed through the walls.

As the movie reached its end, YN's exhaustion finally caught up with her. The weight of the day's troubles, combined with the comfort of Callen's presence, washed over her like a soothing lullaby. With a contented sigh, she drifted off into a peaceful sleep, her head still resting on Callen's shoulder.

Callen looked down at the sleeping form of his dearest friend, a tender smile gracing his lips. Gently, he maneuvered himself, careful not to disturb her slumber, and with utmost care, he cradled her in his arms.

Silently, he made his way towards her bedroom, the soft glow of the moonlight guiding his steps. It was a sacred moment, a gesture of protection and tenderness that spoke volumes about the depth of their connection.

As Callen laid YN down on her bed, he couldn't help but marvel at her serene beauty. The worries of the day seemed to melt away, replaced by a profound sense of peace. He tucked her in, ensuring she was comfortable, before slipping in beside her.

The warmth of their bodies intertwined, the gentle rise and fall of their breaths in perfect sync. Callen gently wrapped his arms around YN, his touch a comforting anchor in the night. It was a simple act, yet it spoke volumes—a testament to the unbreakable bond they shared.

Throughout the night, Callen held YN close, his presence a shield against the uncertainties of the world. He whispered words of reassurance in her ear, hoping that even in her dreams, she would feel safe and loved.

As the first rays of dawn began to filter through the window, YN stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She found herself nestled in the embrace of Callen, his steady heartbeat echoing in her ear. A gentle smile graced her lips as she realized the extent of his care and devotion.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," Callen greeted, his voice filled with affection.

YN's cheeks flushed with a mix of emotions. "Morning, G. Did I fall asleep on you?"

Callen chuckled softly, his grip on her tightening ever so slightly. "Yes, you did. But it's okay. You needed the rest."

In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of their shared embrace, YN felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. She was blessed to have a friend like Callen, someone who understood her without words, and who was always there to provide comfort and solace.

As they untangled themselves from their cozy entanglement, YN couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. However, she knew that their bond transcended the physical, and their friendship would continue to grow stronger with each passing day.

With a renewed sense of strength and purpose, YN and Callen faced the day, ready to conquer whatever challenges lay ahead. Their friendship was a source of unwavering support, a constant reminder that they were never alone.

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chiefdirector · 6 months

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Bullets and Broken Glass | G Callen | NCIS: Los Angeles

No.26: Curse

Callen knew from a young age that some people were meant to be alone, that some were forever cursed to solitude, that some people did not deserve to be loved. For a long time he thought that he was one of those people.

And then he met her.

Agent (Y/N) (L/N) crashed into his life with a series of bullets and broken glass. She was on an undercover operation, sent in from the NCIS basis in Washington D.C, nobody in the L.A office knew that she was here. Hetty had a field day talking to Vance about her presence and her abrupt gatecrashing of their own operation.

It didn't take long for Callen to know he wanted her on his team; it also didn't take long to convince her Los Angeles wasn't so bad. Despite his reliance on his partnership with Sam, Callen always cherished the days where he ended up with her in the field instead. It took him months to realise that the ease and trust he felt with her was something more than a professional friendship.

He had never truly be in love before, so much so he didn't even clock onto the feeling until he found himself wrecked by another nightmare and he found himself driving to her apartment, craving her presence. He also did not realise that he confessed his love for her at her doorstep not even twenty minutes after.

Callen hadn't expected to have the pieces of his life fall into place shortly after. Everything started to make sense; he did not believe in fate, but even he would acknowledge that something greater was at play to send something so divine to him.

He should've known that it wouldn't have lasted forever.

He lost her the same way he had found her, with bullets and broken glass. Nobody had expected the operation to go wrong, the building was meant to have been abandoned weeks ago; they were just scoping out the place to see if anything valuable had been left behind.

They were right, the building was deserted, but the neighbouring rooftop was not. The glass window next the the staircase gave the sniper a clear and direct view to (Y/N). Nobody noticed the red dot hovering on the back of her head until she crumpled to the ground. She died before she hit the floor.

It took a few moments for Callen to notice that she hadn't dodged the attack. He had assumed she had dove for shelter when the gunshot fired. As soon as he clocked on to what had happened, he rushed to her side, pulling her body into his as if that would bring her back.

The crunching of the glass around him caused him to lift his head away from her. Sam, Kensi, and Deeks all stood there, looks of pity on their faces. Callen looked down at her again, not letting himself believe what had happened.

Eventually the M.E came and took her body away. Sam took Callen back to the office and they both sat in silence. It took a while, but he stood up again and moved to the locker room where he stripped out of his ruined clothes and into the showers where he washed her blood from his skin.

Callen stood under the water for a while. He couldn't help but blame himself. He could not love anything without it being destroyed. Maybe if he hadn't of loved her then she would have lived. Deep down he knew that her death had nothing to do with him, but as his thoughts circled on the diamond ring he had planned to give her this evening, Callen couldn't help but feel cursed.

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ncisla-source · 1 year

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NCIS (2003 - PRESENT) Season 20, Episode 10: Too Many Cooks Part 1

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leotanaka · 1 year

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LL Cool J as Sam Hanna & Chris O’Donnell as G Callen NCIS: LOS ANGELES (2009 - 2023) Season 14, Episode 16: Sleeping Dogs

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cowboybuckleys · 10 months

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ltbelanna · 11 months

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NCIS: LA SEASON 14, EPISODE 21 “New Beginnings, Part Two”

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just-here-for-the-whump · 8 months

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NCIS: Los Angeles 6x12 Spiral

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ncisladaily · 6 months

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@ncisverseupdate - 8 years ago today, October 19th 2015, NCIS: LA episode 7x05, titled "Blame it on Rio", aired! The episode guest starred Michael Weatherly as NCIS Agent Tony DiNozzo, who seeks help from the LA team in finding an escaped prisoner! #NCISLA

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liar-or-lawyer · 7 months

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#ncis la #ncis los angeles #ncis fandom #ncis #ncislaedit #g callen #source: ncisla #ncis la team #hetty lange #callen and hetty #hetty #season 9

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rookheeya · 9 months

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NCIS Los Angeles

S03 ep22 Neighborhood Watch

Poor Nell...

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thjslove · 9 months

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9.24 / 14.19 for @blogger360ncislarules

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ejzah · 2 months

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The Other Shoe, Part 13

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Before Kensi could completely fall apart, there was a knock on the door, and a familiar voice asked, “Hey, you mind some company?”

“Nell, Callen,” Kensi said, rushing to greet them. She hastily wiped at her eyes as she embraced Nell, and then took a step back. “You didn’t have to come.”

“Like we’d be anywhere else,” Nell scoffed gently. “Eric would have come, but he had a business call he couldn’t reschedule.

“And I always love seeing Sam on pain meds,” Callen added, patting Kensi’s back. “He gets very very laid back.”

“I thought he said he didn’t want anyone visiting.”

Callen nodded enthusiastically at Kensi’s comment. “Exactly. Coming for Deeks is the perfect excuse.”

Smiling at both of them, Kensi leaned in to hug Nell again. She didn’t know what she would have done without the entire team supporting them, but having Nell back had been the confident and shoulder to cry on she needed.

“Thanks, guy.” Heaving a sigh, she gestured at the single chair in the room. “The accommodations and they just took Deeks down, so it’s going to be a while.”

“Well, then let’s grab some coffee, take a walk, antagonize the nurses,” Callen shrugged. “I think I saw some unattended wheelchairs in the hallway.”

“Grisha, we talked about this: we don’t want to get kicked out,” Nell reminded him.

“Hey, I don’t play on getting caught.”

As much as Kensi appreciated the banter, she didn’t have the energy to join in. Or socialize. “I’m not sure I should leave. Just in case they have any updates, you know.”

“They’ll send you texts, right?” Nell asked, and Kensi nodded. “Then it’ll be good for you to get out for a little bit.”

She almost declined, but then she pictured spending the next 4 or 5 hours in this room. Constantly reminded of Deeks’ absence, worrying.

“Ok,” she sighed. “But I get the first ride on the wheelchair.”

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They ended up in the hospital’s poor excuse for a cafe with watery, bitter cups of coffee. What had started out as an attempt to distract Kensi, had devolved into rehashing every ridiculous and fantastical story involving Sam or Deeks they could think of.

“I thought for sure Sam wasn’t going to make it, but at the very last moment, he disarmed that bomb,” Callen recalled, shaking his head.

“A good thing since I was inside and Callen fighting off the driver,” Kensi commented.

“Sometimes I swear he takes his time just so he can show off his bomb expertise.”

“Yeah, he does love his bombs,” Nell agreed. She smiled, nudging Callen’s shoulder. “Hey, what about the first time Deeks brought Monty in to help find an explosive device?”

“We never knew thought it would actually work. When it did, Sam was furious to be shown up by a dog. And Deeks’ dog at that,” Kensi said, shaking her head.

“Things sure have changed,” Nell mused.

Callen made a soft sound, his gaze a little distant. “I don’t think any of us could have predicted that ten years later, one of them would be giving the other an organ.”

“A lot has changed since then.”

Nell drummed on the table with her knuckles, disrupting the solemn quiet that had fallen with the shift in conversation. “Ok, who wants more stale muffins?”

“Ooh, grab me a chocolate—”

“Mrs. Blye?” One of the nurses who’d taken Deeks to operating room approached the table.

Kensi stood up, the coffee in her stomach instantly souring and any levity of the last few hours evaporating. “Yes. Is everything ok? I didn’t get any texts. She fumbled for her phone, even though she’d just checked it a minute ago.

“Your husband and Mr. Hanna are both out of surgery. It went very well,” the nurse assured her, and Kensi stumbled back a step. Fortunately, Nell and Sam were there to brace her.

“Can we see them?”

“Mr. Deeks should be in recovery in about 20 minutes. You’ll have to wait until Mr. Hanna is awake since he requested no visitors earlier.”

“Thank you,” Kensi murmured. The nurse reached out and squeezed her hand, her smile comforting.

“You’re very welcome. Come up when you’re ready.”

With a final smile, she left.

Kensi pressed her hand to her mouth. She didn’t have words to express the dizzying relief she felt. Nell seemed to understand this, pulling Kensi down for a hug, her arms wrapping tightly around her waist.

“It’s over,” Nell whispered.

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A/N: Yay, Deeks finally has his new kidney! I anticipate a couple kore chapters for this one.

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chiefdirector · 6 months

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Blame Game | G. Callen | NCIS: Los Angeles

No.22: Punishment

Callen knew it was his fault, there was no denying it. He was in Agent in Charge, he should have been the one to take the fall. Even outside of his professional responsibility, he was her husband and he had a duty to protect her, and he failed.

If it had been anyone else, he would not have felt such a burdern, but it wasn't just anyone. It was her. She had been taken from him and he didn't know when he would get her back.

Hetty had reassured him that undercover ops, like the one she had been assigned too, tend to have back up plans in place to counteract any failings on the teams part. He knew this. He also knew that if an undercover agent gets taken hostage during a mission, they most likely will not return home.

Callen couldn't help but think that her situation was his fault. He had always believed that everything he loves would be taken away from him. And now, watching her being taken away from his grasp, it only cemented his beliefs.

Maybe it was a punishment from some higher power. He had committed many atrocities in the name of the law, maybe this was the universe getting the balance is so often required. Or maybe it was just a cruel trick, someone wanted Callen to suffer, and so he did.

If there was anything that he could do to help them, he would in a heartbeat. But as he sat alone at his desk, the rest of team long since gone home for the night, he knew that her being taken away was not the punishment. His punishment was that he was powerless to help her.

Before, when she had been in danger, Callen had always been there. He had always had the power to save her before, he took control of the situation and he ensured that they would both survive. He had no control now; he had to have patience.

He knew that he would find his love eventually, he would not rest until he did. He just hoped that he would find them alive.

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