Hunters and Hybrids

Chapter 14

Six months later...

The sun was shining, a perfect day, when Callen opened his eyes as the door to the room he was in opened.

"Come on G? You're sleeping in, today of all days!" Sam exclaimed.

"Do we have a case?" Callen asked sleepily. He had found that since accepting his team and the Kolchecks as Pack his insomnia had disappeared, this was not the first morning Sam had had to drag him out of bed. However, it was the first morning Sam had found him alone in it.

Callen coughed in surprise as a pillow came sailing across the room and landed square on his face.

"Sam?!" Callen sat up and wiped his hand over his face, then he stopped and a huge grin split his face, "It's today?!"

Sam threw his head back and laughed, "Yes G, it's today."

After all, they had been through in the last few months, there had been times when Sam had thought his friend wouldn't make it to this moment. There were no secrets between the partners now, except one. Sam knew why he was keeping that one, G had explained it. Meeting his father on a case and finally learning his name had been monumental for the seasoned Agent. On the flight home, he had told Sam what he had learned, but he had also told him that he wanted to keep his name to himself until today. As Sam had protested Callen had cut him off with another question which had wiped the thought right out of his mind.

"Hit the showers G, unless you need to do your dog thing first." Sam joked and ducked as the pillow came sailing back at him.

Callen got up and grabbed a towel from the closet next to the adjoining bathroom.

"Gibbs get here yet?" He asked before he walked into the bathroom.

Sam nodded, "he's downstairs, helping Arkady diminish this morning's coffee supply."

Callen smirked at the thought of Arkady and Gibbs' differing views about coffee, "I won't be long." He said and walked into the bathroom.

Sam looked at the state of the bed Callen had vacated and rolled his eyes, "You won't be doing that for long," He muttered under his breath as he made the bed in front of him. He looked around and saw the garment bag hanging on the wardrobe and smiled, his hand automatically going for his pocket for about the thirtieth time that morning to make sure he had the treasure contained in the small pocket just above his breast.

He picked up his cell phone and dialled his wife.

"He's up and in the shower, how are things going your end, what's your ETA?"

"Samuel Hanna, it's a wedding not a military operation." Michelle sighed, over the last few months they had had this conversation a lot. Sam had taken it upon himself as the best man to make sure that for both Callen and Anna this was the best day ever. A few times Callen had begged Michelle to get him to calm down, but as Sam said to him one night, "G, you haven't had a lot of good memories in your life and even less good family memories, this is going to be the start of a whole new life of good for you. I am determined to make it perfect for you both."

Callen had taken a deep swig of his beer and turned to the man he regarded as a brother, "As long as Anna is there, nothing else matters man."

There and then, Sam decided that maybe he needed to work harder to make it perfect.

Michelle listened to the silence on the other end of the phone, "Is he here?" She asked.

Sam smiled, "Gibbs brought him this morning, he's downstairs with Arkady, getting reacquainted."

"And G has no idea?" She asked.

"Nope. Hell 'Chelle, he was asleep when I got here. He hasn't a clue."