LOCKDOWN!

"Are you sure we're alone?" Nell asked as Eric walked into Ops. Everything he needed in his arms.

"There is no case, Hetty went home an hour ago, I haven't seen anyone for the whole time I was downstairs." Eric replied.

"But what if we get caught?" Nell said looking out of the slats that formed the windows to ops, seeing nothing.

Eric put the supplies on the table, "Look you said you wanted to try this, it'll be fine, no one will find out, I do this here all the time." He smiled encouragingly, as he lay back on the blanket.

"What alone?" Nell asked shocked.

"Not all the time, sometimes alone, sometimes with others…now will you grab a control and come and sit down here." He patted a space on the blanket beside him on the floor in front of the big screen.

Nell looked worried, "I've never done this." She admitted.

Eric smiled, "I'll be gentle." He laughed patting the blanket beside him again.

Nell relaxed and joined him on the blanket the sound of their laughter filtering down the stairs as Sam, Deeks, Kensi and Callen walked out of the Armory closely followed by Hetty.

"That was a great display Hetty, Who would have thought those pointy knife things could be so versatile." Deeks said.

"Those are called Kunai, Mr. Deeks Not pointy knife things." Hetty corrected.

"Whatever they are still very cool." Deeks said looking at the others for support.

"Well I'm heading home now Michelle will kill me for being late back." Sam admitted.

"You didn't need to stay for this Mr. Hanna," Hetty said, "It wasn't mandatory training."

"No, I know but I couldn't resist when Deeks started calling your Kunai set little pointy knifes," Sam grinned evilly as Deeks shrank into the background.

"Really! Throw me to the wolves…Ouch that hurt." Deeks clutched his heart in mock pain.

The others laughed and went to grab their things.

"What was that?" Callen asked his hand reaching for his Sig as a loud clunking sound came from upstairs.

Just as they headed for the door a loud expletive came from upstairs and a loud clunking sound reverberated throughout the building.

"Run!" Callen just heard Nell's voice above the clunking sounds.

A loud klaxon sounded upstairs followed by a scream as Eric and Nell came running out of ops with a blanket scooped up holding all sorts of things in his hands as the doors to ops slammed shut.

"NO…No, No, No, No, NO!" Eric yelled banging his fists on the door.

"Mr. Beale?!" Hetty called.

"We got hacked." Eric snapped.

Nell stood there with the balled up blanket in her hands, noticing the look that Callen was shooting her and she shrugged.

"What happened?" Kensi asked as she jogged up the stairs followed by the others as they stood looking at the door that now had them all locked out of Ops and locked in the mission.

"Hackers made it through our firewall and started to get into the system before they were detected and we were put on lockdown." Eric said looking decidedly shifty.

"How?" Sam asked staring at him.

"They found an unsecured link and we tried to fight them off, but they just came at us…like Zombies." Eric said honestly.

They all looked at him, "It's a hacker term…Honest!" he squeaked. Nell looked at him with a small grin.

"Well, it seems we are on lockdown." Hetty told them

"What?!" Kensi asked, "We're locked in? It's dark everywhere," Kensi said, looking around as the darkness was replaced with emergency lighting. "So how long does this lockdown last?" she asked.

Hetty sighed, "It will last until Monday morning at least a code is needed in DC to unlock the facility, and this sort of lockdown was triggered inside this facility,"

"Have we been compromised?" Callen asked concerned, Sam mirrored his movement eyes darting around looking for any hidden dangers.

"I do not know," Hetty said.

"Can you get us out?" Sam asked.

Hetty shook her head, "Until Washington contacts us we are stuck here."

Callen walked over to Eric and Nell, "So, what were you up to in ops…together….with a blanket?" he asked.

"No…nothing…" Eric stammered as Nell shot him a look.

"So…" Deeks said breaking up the tension, "If we are here till Monday, how are we going to do this? I mean Hetty…are you sure there is no one we can call?"

"Have you tried your phone Mr. Deeks?" Hetty asked.

Deeks looked at his phone and shook his head.

He lifted his phone up and tried dialing, "A lockdown Mr. Deeks is just as the term described. Nothing in, nothing out."

Sam looked panicked, "Hetty, Michelle and the kids? They will worry."

Hetty walked over to him and patted his arm, "Do not worry, you all..." she stopped and looked at Callen, "Most of you have emergency contacts in the system, They were all sent an automated message that a lockdown is in effect and they you are uncontactable until further notice but that as of right now you are all safe."

Nell jumped as her phone vibrated.

"You have signal?" Deeks asked.

Nell looked at the message and shook her head, "No…it's the message Hetty was talking about." She said before she thought.

"Whose emergency contact are you?" Kensi asked interested.

Nell shook it off, "Will Director Vance be contacted?" she asked.

"He will have been contacted as soon as the messages went out." Hetty told them.

Deeks grinned, "So there's a chance that a team is on the way now to get us out?!" he said hopefully. "Hey Eric, we may still be able to hit the surf on Sunday." He laughed with nervous relief.

"I hope so." Eric said.

"Well, We should make ourselves comfortable, you could all use this time to catch up with your paperwork." Hetty suggested.

"But It's dark…and late!" Kensi moaned.

"Very well, Miss Blye, you and Miss Jones can you and find some bedding supplies in the supply cupboard and find some spots for you all to bed down."

"I'm covered Hetty." Callen smiled.

"I know, Maybe Mr. Callen you could share some supplies from your room?" she suggested.

"Hetty!" Callen exclaimed, the empty office at the back of the mission Callen had turned into his own personal room, although allowed by Hetty was until that moment still a secret from the rest of the team. "Come on Sam." He sighed.

"Secret room G?" Sam asked.

"Shut up Sam." Callen groused walking along the corridor past the gym to a room behind the maintenance room, it said. Janitors closet on the outside and had a large padlock on it. Callen took a key out and unlocked it.

"Whoa! G!...We have to sleep in here!" Sam said as he looked around at the huge bed, big throw pillows, and a large bookcase with a big comfy chair and a large standard lamp in the corner. A few photos were hung on the wall and the large room was more homely than his house.

"NO." Callen snapped, "Hetty can sleep in here. You can take pillows, food from the fridge, beer and a book if you're bored. NO ONE but Hetty, comes in here." He insisted.

He looked over the room and grabbed a few things, the last thing being a pink cardigan off the back of the chair.

Sam picked a book as Callen grabbed the one he'd been reading.

"Pink?" Sam said eyeing the article of clothing Callen picked up.

Callen shrugged, nonchalantly. "Some of us can just pull it off." He said, "Don't forget the beer," he said and turned with an armful of supplies and left.

Sam took a second to look around the room, Callen truly had a flair for decorating, but none of this was in his home. He looked carefully at the pictures on the wall, unguarded shots of the team taken off security footage. Even a few of Callen himself.

"SAM!" Callen called from outside the room.

"I'm coming," Sam said his arms full of food and beer following behind him.

Callen locked the door and put the key back in his pocket.

"G?" Sam said looking at him, "Why won't you let us all stay in there?"

Callen looked at him, "Mine." He said softly and walked down the corridor.

He walked over to the desks in the bullpen and dropped the snacks and pillows on the desk. Picking the cardigan up, he handed it to Nell, "Here." He said softly.

She smiled, "Thanks I've been looking for that." She grabbed a beer from Sam who shot Callen a look at the cardigan.

Callen walked over to Hetty who sat at her desk drinking a cup of tea, "Why did you do it Hetty?" he asked quietly.

"It's going to be a long three days Mr. Callen and I know you have books in there, it might stop your teammates from getting…cranky."

"But Hetty! It's mine…the whole point was…Urgh!" He exclaimed and turned to walk away.

"Mr. Callen, the whole point is that we all have to make the best of a bad situation." Hetty placated him.

Slumped into the comfy chair he glared at the woman who handed him a cup of tea. "I don't know what caused this lockdown yet Mr. Callen, I know that this is hard on you, it is hard on us all. But maybe you and your team will bond through shared hardship." She said wisely.

Callen laughed, "What hardship? You're getting my room…They know about my room and we have to spend the whole weekend together. What about this is hard for you?" he asked.

"I've run out of my favorite tea." Hetty said her face neutral.

"Oh Bugger." Callen said.