So here it is - the final instalment. It's a little shorter than all the previous chapters but it drew to a natural conclusion and I didn't want to drag it out needlessly. I hope you have enjoyed this as much as I have enjoyed writing it. It definately became something more than I anticipated in the beginning but it was a fun journey. Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed. Reviews mean a lot to me and gives me motivation to keep writing. Zoe.

Marty Deeks was in shock. He stood motionless clutching the brown paper bag with his doughnut in his hand, as he watched Callen and Nell kiss and hold hands in the restaurant.

"What the…" he shook his head, looked around then stared back at them, almost unable to believe his eyes. His first instinct was to call them on it right then and there but the nagging voice of his partner in the back of his head told him to leave it alone. Realising he should leave before Callen's spidey sense kicked in and the agent noticed him outside the window, Deeks hurried off down the street to his car. He knew he couldn't keep this to himself, it was huge news. There was only one person he knew he could go to so he turned his car in that direction and broke a few traffic laws on the way.

Kensi was flopped on the couch in sweats and a white vest watching re-runs of America's Next Top Model and eating from a tub of rocky road ice-cream when there was a heavy knock at her door. With a deep sigh at the interruption, she rose and crossed to the door, checking who was on the other side through the peephole. When she saw Deeks standing motionless with a distant look on his face on the other side, she opened the door.

"Deeks? What are you doing here?" she asked. "Is something wrong?"

"I saw something…disturbing…tonight Kens." He told her. Instantly worried by the serious expression on his face she pulled the door all the way open and invited him inside.

"What's wrong Deeks? What did you see?" she asked as he moved slowly into her apartment.

"It's not what Kensi…it's who." He said as he proceeded to tell her the story.

"Oh my god." Kensi slapped her forehead with the heel of her hand when he got to the part of the tale about just who it was he had seen Callen with. "It makes total sense now."

"What does?" Deeks asked.

"Nell. She came to me the other day with questions about undercover work and how it affected our personal lives." She explained. "I thought it was a little strange but you know Nell, she has a thousand questions about everything. It was after that operation in the club. She must have been worried about how Callen kissing that woman was going to affect their relationship."

"I thought Nell was into Eric." Deeks said suddenly. Kensi turned to look at her partner.

"You know, for a while I did too but not so much lately. I guess we know why."

"So you think anyone else knows?" Deeks asked after a moment. "Should we say something?"

"I don't know Deeks. They're keeping it a secret for a reason." Kensi shook her head.

"Hetty must know…right?"

The next morning Kensi and Deeks decided to speak to Sam first off. He was Callen's partner and best friend and if anyone knew the truth about what was going on, he would. Fortunately Sam had arrived at work alone and Callen was yet to get there.

"So Sam." Deeks began. "We know the secret." He swung in his chair twirling a pencil between his fingers

"What secret?" Sam shrugged.

"The secret." Kensi winked from her seat on the edge of her desk.

"I have no idea what you two are talking about." Sam shook his head and went back to the newspaper he was reading at his desk.

"Come on Sam, we know." Deeks said knowingly. Sam looked at him, then at Kensi, then back to Deeks.

"You know." He nodded. He was beginning to have an idea about what the pair were referring to but wasn't about to betray his friend by letting something slip before he was sure they actually did know.

"About a certain special agent and intelligence analyst." Kensi confirmed.

"Oh." Sam nodded. "You know."

"I saw them last night, making out over dinner in this little French place." Deeks announced with a little too much pride at his discovery.

"How long has it been going on?" Kensi asked.

"Not my place to say anything. Why don't you ask Callen yourself?"

"Ask me what?" Callen arrived, appearing seemingly from nowhere and taking them all by surprise. Kensi slipped off the edge of the desk and Deeks dropped the pencil he had been twirling in his fingers.

"Um…Kensi had a question to ask." Deeks blurted out. The lone female agent punched him on the arm for trying to drop her in it. Deeks winced and rubbed his arm.

"I didn't have a question. It was Deeks who wanted to ask you something." Kensi replied.

"Guys, come on. What is it you want to ask?" Callen was a little exasperated. He crossed through the bullpen to his desk and dropped his bag. As he did so Nell arrived and called a hello to everyone as she headed directly up the stairs to the ops room. Callen watched as Kensi, Deeks and Sam all stared at her then turned back to him and he realised what was going on.

"Sam, what did you say?" he asked.

"I didn't say anything." Sam defended himself. Callen pulled out his cell and called Nell.

"Nell, can you come down here a minute? I think we're busted."

Nell arrived in the bullpen a minute later looking extremely nervous. She walked over and stood beside Callen at his desk, her arms folded protectively across her chest.

"Okay, so let's set the record straight." Callen began. "Nell and I have been seeing each other for a while and…" he paused to slip his arm around Nell and give her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. "I guess now that you all know, this makes our relationship official."

"So you're not just doing it?" Deeks blurted out.

"Deeks." Kensi punched him on the arm again, distracting Deeks from noticing the death stare Callen was throwing his way.

"Geez, will you stop doing that Kens." Deeks complained as he rubbed his arm.

"Only when you stop making moronic statements." She glared at him. "Callen, Nell. I'm happy for you." Kensi smiled genuinely.

"Me too." Deeks added.

"We all are." Sam added.

"So." Deeks became serious for a moment. "Two questions." he clapped his hands together. "One, who's going to break it to Eric that Nell is spoken for?" he looked around, wondering if anyone else was thinking how Eric would take the news. It was an open secret that Eric had had a crush on Nell since she started at NCIS.

"Nell." Kensi, Sam and Callen replied in unison. Nell looked only mildly bothered by their immediate response.

"And the second question?" Callen asked Deeks.

"Who's going to tell Hetty?"

Hetty Lange always seemed to be in the place she was needed, or not needed for that matter. True to form, the moment her name was uttered she appeared in the bullpen and looked at each of the team members before settling her gaze on Callen and Nell. Her next words left a look of shock on the faces of each of the team but none more so than Callen and Nell.

"Mr Callen, Ms Jones. Did you think I didn't already know about you two?"

Thoughts?