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Fic: Special Skills
Title: Special Skills
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Kensi and Callen
Rating: G
Summary: Callen was actually surprised at how long it didn't take Kensi to pick the lock.
Warning: during Hand-to-Hand *Written for Round 57 of prompt-in-a-box. Prompt: "bad habit"
Disclaimer: NCIS: LA belongs to CBS and Shane Brennan.
Callen narrowed his eyes as Kensi threw another punch. When they got back to NCIS, she was angry, and had gone straight for the punching bag. She didn't like being lied to, and she really didn't like being played.
Moving into her line of sight, Callen held the bag and nodded to her. "You picked up a new skill," he said, matter-of-factly.
Kensi threw him a dirty look and hit the bag again. "No idea what you're talking about." Her hair was in her eyes, but she was too angry to stop and get it out of her face. Blowing a puff of air to try and move it, she grumbled as the forming sheen of sweat held the hair in place.
"That double-cylinder," Callen reminded her.
Kensi rolled her eyes. "You're still on that?" she asked, throwing another punch. Pulling back, Kensi rolled her shoulders and adjusted her stance, then looked at the bag again. "It's no big deal." She threw another punch and then looked up, giving Callen a mischievous grin, she added: "You just suck."
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Kensi and Callen
Rating: G
Summary: Callen was actually surprised at how long it didn't take Kensi to pick the lock.
Warning: during Hand-to-Hand *Written for Round 57 of prompt-in-a-box. Prompt: "bad habit"
Disclaimer: NCIS: LA belongs to CBS and Shane Brennan.
Callen narrowed his eyes as Kensi threw another punch. When they got back to NCIS, she was angry, and had gone straight for the punching bag. She didn't like being lied to, and she really didn't like being played.
Moving into her line of sight, Callen held the bag and nodded to her. "You picked up a new skill," he said, matter-of-factly.
Kensi threw him a dirty look and hit the bag again. "No idea what you're talking about." Her hair was in her eyes, but she was too angry to stop and get it out of her face. Blowing a puff of air to try and move it, she grumbled as the forming sheen of sweat held the hair in place.
"That double-cylinder," Callen reminded her.
Kensi rolled her eyes. "You're still on that?" she asked, throwing another punch. Pulling back, Kensi rolled her shoulders and adjusted her stance, then looked at the bag again. "It's no big deal." She threw another punch and then looked up, giving Callen a mischievous grin, she added: "You just suck."