Hello my dears. I would like to thank raspberry dreams and French fan (Guest) for the wonderful reviews. I would also like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured this story.

So here it is, the last chapter. Again thank you all for your support and love throughout this story and I hope you like how I am ending it. Enjoy.

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It took two months before Sam started to question the closeness that had developed between his partner and Deeks. He had been relieved when he had noticed that they seemed to have made up whatever differences they had after the LAPD case. He had also been glad when he had noticed that the friendship that seemed to have evolved between the two men went from strength to strength. He was happy that his partner had someone else he could talk to. Someone else who he felt he could trust enough to spend time outside of work with.

But as the time went on and he kept finding Callen's home empty whenever he went round to suggest they go for a beer or watch the game, well then Sam couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment towards the detective. Surely he didn't need to take up all of G's time, he was his friend too. Surely there was room for both of them. When they starting having private jokes, and seemingly ganging together in the office banter, Sam couldn't help but feel the bite of the green eyed monster. G was his partner, he was his brother. Deeks didn't have the right to have that kind of relationship with him. And as much as he tried to hide it, Sam knew his jealously of how the younger man had taken his place in Callen's life came through. He was harsher with him, more cutting in his comments, and more dismissive of his thoughts and ideas. He hated that he was doing it, but he couldn't seem to find a way to stop it.

Callen for his part was living in some sort of dream world. Marty was his, and together they were exploring their relationship. He had at first only spent a few hours at Marty's apartment a few times a week, but that quickly moved to him being there most nights, to then him staying over. Not that they had actually had sex yet, they hadn't got that far, but they did now share a bed. It seemed Callen was Marty's new favourite cuddly toy, and there was no way he was going to say no to that. He loved every minute he spent with the younger man, and he knew every second of that time caused his feelings for him to grown deeper. To grow more. He was completely convinced he was falling in love with the man, and what surprised him the most was the fact he didn't seem to mind. That he was happy that this was happening. Though that was probably due to the fact he knew Marty felt the same. He showed it every time they did something new together, in the physical sense. This was a man who had never considered being with a man before him, and now they were doing things straight men most definitely did not do with their friends. It was amazing and wonderful, and it filled his mind.

The only black spot on the horizon was Sam's behaviour. At first he just thought it was Sam being well… Sam, but as it escalated he didn't know what to think. He wondered often if his partner had worked out what was going on between him and Marty. But if he had surely he would have said something. I mean he didn't hesitate to approach him after the faithful LAPD op, so why would he hold back now? He couldn't work it out, but he was starting to find himself very uncomfortable with the atmosphere in the bullpen. Marty had even started disappearing whenever Sam was there it was getting that bad, and Callen couldn't let it continue. If for no other reason than the team could not function as it was. Therefore he decided to talk to his partner and find out just what his problem was. He arranged to go for a drink after work in a bar that no one from NCIS went to. It would make sure they could talk privately about whatever Sam's issue was.

That was how Sam found himself sitting at a table nursing a beer as his partner stared at him.

"Why we here G?" He asked with fake exasperation. Because in truth he was trying to hide the smug smile at the thought that G was with him and not Deeks.

"I want to know what your problem is with Deeks." Callen asked simply, removing all the smugness from Sam's mind. Of course he only asked him out to find out what was going on with him. It was all about the bloody detective wasn't it?

"I have no problem. You just seem to have gotten real close to the guy is all." He replied tried to keep his jealously in check. He knew he wasn't being fair to anyone involved, and he hated this feeling. Maybe this talk would help him. Would explain to him why it was that G seemed to prefer the floppy haired detectives company to his.

"Why'd you say that?" Callen asked frowning at Sam's words. The idea that Sam was pissed at him for spending all his time with Marty hadn't even crossed his mind. But now it had he realised he and Sam hadn't been out for a drink or properly talked in weeks. How hadn't he seen that before? Though he knew the answer to that one, his head had been filled with Marty and their relationship together.

"I have been round your house at least half a dozen times over the last few weeks and you're never there. Tell me G, where are you?" Sam asked suddenly letting his resentment go at the genuine confusion he saw in his partners eyes at his words. Surely G had realised that they hadn't been spending any time together. Surely he hadn't been so blinded by whatever friendship he had with Deeks he had noticed that, right?

"With Deeks." Callen replied simply not sure what else he could say. It was the truth after all.

"Why? What does he have that I don't?" Sam asked feeling stupid as soon as the words left his mouth. He sounded like some schoolyard kid, crying that his best friend had found someone new. He hated it

"Excuse me?" Callen asked blinking at his partner. What the hell was going on?

"Come on G. We're friends, yet we've barely spent any time together for a while now. I want to know what the hell is going on." Sam demanded. Enough of going on the defensive time for him to be offensive.

"My relationship with… Deeks is very different from ours Sam. I promise you that." Callen responded almost slipping up and calling Deeks, Marty. But then that was who he was when they were together alone. Who he was to him outside of work.

"Oh yeah, how?" Sam asked crossing his arms as he glared at his partner. He waited to hear about how they were both single men and went out of the pull together or something like that. Therefore the words Callen did say surprised the hell out of him.

"I love him." Callen answered, though his eye widened just as Sam's did, though for a different reason. His was that he had never said those words out loud before, he had thought that maybe he did, but to just come out and say it to his best friend... that was something else.

At those words Sam deflated. He should have realised that even G, the master at disguise, could not fool himself into not feeling for someone. He remembered the look he had seen G give Deeks on the screen in ops, and he remembered the conversation they had had afterwards where G had told him that Deeks didn't feel the same way. And in that moment all the jealously he had been feeling disappeared only to be replaced with worry and empathy for his partner who was spending his time with a man who did not love him back.

"Oh, G." He whispered in a heartfelt tone, wondering if there was anything he could do to help ease his friend's pain.

"No Sam, you don't understand." Callen responded, understanding dawning on him at Sam's tone of voice. He knew his partner thought his love was unrequited. He couldn't let Sam continue thinking that, because it was completely untrue.

"G, you can't get hung up on the guy. You need to let him go. We both know he's not into guys." Sam responded gently, hoping G would let him help him move on. But when his partner smirked at that comment he couldn't help but frown.

"True, not guys plural, thank god. But he is into me." Callen stated simply. It was time for Sam to know exactly what was going on with him and Marty, hell it was probably past time. He should have told him earlier, but he had been so wrapped up in it all he hadn't even considered it.

"What? Are you saying… you and Deeks? No way." Sam spluttered out. Because that was the last thing he had expected G to tell him. That he and Deeks, no… though it did explain so much about what had been going on in the last few months. And suddenly Sam saw the relationship between G and Deeks in a completely different light. Deeks wasn't taking G's friendship from him, he was taking a role completely different in G's life.

"Yes way." Callen responded his smirk growing at shock Sam had on his face. He was rather enjoying this now.

"Seriously? And does he love you too?" Sam asked hoping the answer was yes even if he couldn't imagine G and Deeks together. Couldn't picture them in his mind, though maybe that was a blessing.

"I hope so, I think so. It's more than just a casual thing, Sam." Callen explained, not sure how to describe what he and Marty were to each other. How to describe what they were doing and where he hoped they were going.

"But are you sure he's not just using you to… explore?" Sam asked delicately. He had to ask. I mean Deeks was a ladies man and yet now he was in a relationship with G? He had to make sure he wasn't using his friend to fulfil some sort of teenage experimentation stage.

"Very sure. I happy, we're happy." Callen answered without elaboration. He didn't need to think to know he and Marty were more than that. That what they had was more than just discovering physical pleasure together.

At Callen's words Sam thought. He still wasn't sure about this, but he could see that his partner truly was happy. And if Deeks was the man to do it, then so be it. He would let this play out, but so help him if the detective hurt his friend. He would make his life not worth living. But it was probably best not to mention that to G. So instead all he said was "okay."

"That's it?" Callen asked eyebrow raising at that one. He had expected a lecture in truth, about how he and Marty shouldn't be together. Okay was not the response he had anticipated that was for sure.

"What do you want me to say? Am I happy you're in a relationship with someone we work with? No. But I understand. Love doesn't give you a choice. Just be careful yeah? I don't want you to get hurt." Sam replied with shrug. He wasn't G's dad, he couldn't tell him what to do, but he could be there for him, be there to pick him up if he needed him to, be there to protect him.

"I will, if you promise to ease up on him a bit. You don't need to ride Deeks so hard, he is good at his job." Callen responded with a serious stare. He wanted, no needed, the man he thought of as a brother to get on with the man he loved.

"I know. And I will, I promise." Sam agreed with a nod. Though he added in his head as long as he didn't hurt G.

"Good." Callen nodded as well before turning the conversation to other things. To the more usual topics of conversation they shared on their nights out.

The day after Callen and Sam's drink Deeks found himself alarmed by how nice Sam suddenly had become. Of course his lover had told him of the conversation, and the reason behind the big guy's behaviour, but he certainly hadn't expected such a dramatic change of heart overnight. Not that he was going to question it, no it was nice having the Sam who he had started to know before he and G got together back again. He liked that Sam. He was a cool guy, and he knew he would always have the man he was pretty sure he was falling in love with's back.

And so everything settled down in the team, with Callen actually talking to Sam about him and Marty, spending time over drinks to discuss relationships and get advice from the married man. Everything went back to how it should be, and Sam even found himself thinking of Deeks as an extension of G and treating him accordingly. All was good at work.

It was another month before Deeks felt he was ready to completely give himself to G. To take that final step and see just how much he enjoyed making love to the other man. He had been nervous at the start, but it didn't take long before other feelings overrode that with ease. The end result was fantastic in his mind, it was perfect and pleasurable beyond measure. And he couldn't help but cry out the words "I love you G." as he climaxed.

When they were later lying in bed together, spent from the excursions he spoke once more.

"I meant it you know. I love you."

Callen couldn't help but smile at those words before turning his head and placing a kiss into Marty hair as he replied "I love you too, Marty. I love you too."

And with that said they both snuggled down together and fell into a blissful sleep. Smiles adorning both their faces as they saw only brightness in their furniture with the man they loved.

THE END

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