Pivotal Moments.

Chapter 11

It had been nearly four years since he had seen Hetty. It seemed to pass in an instant.

Callen had settled into his new life, Dallas had been released from Prison and had moved back to the family home welcoming Callen into his family as he did so.

Kaylee and Callen became closer, like brother and sister. Dallas encouraged them to spend their free time together while he met with the boys in the bar.

Once or twice Callen had asked Dallas if he could go along, but for some reason Dallas had wanted to keep Callen away from whatever he was doing with the Aryan Brotherhood even though Callen had begged to be included, telling him that it was more important that Callen spend time with his mother and sister, to protect them.

On being told that, G had beamed and nodded, he loved Ginny as if she was his own mother. He had taken to calling her Ma, and for the first time felt as if he was a part of the family.

There had been a few letters from Hetty, all of which had ended up unopened in a drawer. Once or twice Duke had taken a car in to be serviced and even though he had tried to talk to Callen, Callen had kept his talk all shop; only talking about the car and any repairs that needed doing to it. After a few attempts Duke had given Callen his phone number and told him if he ever needed help to call, and had not come by again. However, every once in a while Callen did feel like he was being watched, but with nothing substantial to back it up he dismissed the feeling as his own paranoia.

Callen awoke early as he heard Dallas come into the house, he knew that Ma and Kaylee were sleeping, but as he didn't sleep too well the sounds of Dallas quietly cursing caused him to get up and walk into the utility room.

"Dal, you Okay?" Callen asked.

Dallas shrugged, "I'll live kid." He replied with a low grunt, "You not sleepin'?" He asked still with his back to G.

Callen smirked, "When do I ever." He replied.

Dallas nodded and as Callen shifted his stance he noticed the blood on Dallas' torso.

He turned quickly and grabbed the first aid kit that Ma kept on the shelf in the utility room.

"Dallas!" Callen turned him around as Dallas grunted and leaned against the counter, "What happened?"

Dallas looked at him, "Had a banking problem. Got shot, pass me the gauze and peroxide kid."

Callen did as he was asked. "You robbed a bank?"

Dallas smirked, "Na... Me? I'm purer than driven snow kid. But the brotherhood needs funds, there's a new bunch of Jews and Niggers moving into our neighborhood, you know Ma got hassled at the store the other day."

"No?" Callen looked angry and Dallas smiled.

"Yeah, so we are going to clean up the neighborhood." Dallas winced as he poured the peroxide on his graze.

"I want to help." Callen said with all honesty.

Dallas patted his shoulder supportively. "I know you do kid. Maybe we'll find something for you to do, but I know that it helps Ma having you around."

Callen nodded, "Thanks Dallas."

Dallas smiled and turned Callen around and with a light shove sent him out of the room, "Go get ready for work kid." He ordered as with a grin Callen complied.

On his way out of the house a few hours later Dallas was nowhere to be seen. Callen reached across the table to snag a slice of toast from Kaylee's plate.