From Lone Wolf to Leader of the Pack
By: Motsie of Atlantis
G. Callen didn’t do partners. Every time he was partnered up on a CIA operation, something eventually went wrong, and people ended up badly hurt or dead. The only one he ever worked with where things didn’t blow up in his face was Leroy Jethro Gibbs, a former Marine who became his mentor at NCIS. Gibbs was now was NCIS Special Agent in Charge of the Major Case Response Team in Washington, DC., the team Callen was on before being reassigned to Los Angeles.
Callen was more of a lone wolf, and was very good at it. He had taught himself to speak Polish, Russian, German and Czech, so he could infiltrate almost any country in Eastern Europe. He was incredibly patient; put him next to a statue and you would swear that the statue would move first. And when he did move, it was like a ghost viewed out of the corner of your eye; now you see it, now it’s gone, making you wonder if it really ever was there at all. He could take on almost any persona and pull it off without a hitch. Even, on that very rare occasion, when his cover was blown, he usually was able to save the mission.
And now, as he looked around the table, he saw, not just his partner, but almost everyone that comprised the main team of the Office of Special Projects, working for the Naval Criminal Investigative Services. The only one missing was Hetty, their former Project Manager. Callen spent extra time, looking at each member sitting there, knowing that with what he had to tell them, this might be the very last time that they gathered together like this.
This was supposed to have been a belated victory celebration. But for Callen it really felt more like a wake. And the sad thing was that Callen knew what each of their answers would be when he would finally ask them the ultimate question. They would, each of them, back him to the hilt. They were his team. Their loyalty to him, to Hetty, to the team, to each other, could never be questioned. They each would go through hell or high water for him. In Afghanistan it was the hell and with this drug sub it was the high water. Each one had proved themselves, over and over again.
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He looked at the members of his family, gathered around him, and delving deep in his memories, he thought of the first time he laid eyes on each of them as a member of his team.
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