Author's Notes:

Title: Kith and Kin

Rating: T

Story Premise: Story idea evolved from a challenge: Team night out with laser tag.

When Callen was 14, he lived with Alina and her family. He hid something in their house. Now, many people know about it, want it, and are willing to kill those who stand in their way.

Category: An Angst/Hurt/Comfort G Callen and Sam Hanna novella.

Pairing Warning: None.

Darkfic Warning: None.

OOC Warning: None.

Crossover Warning: None

Warning: G Callen whump ahead.

NCIS: Los Angeles and its characters are owned by CBS and the producers of it. I do not own anything, but if I did I would torture G Callen more. I am grateful to CBS and the producers of NCIS: LA for their contribution to the world of entertainment.

My stories are a work of my imagination and I do not ascribe them to official story canon. This is a work intended for entertainment outside the official storyline owned by CBS and the producers of NCIS:LA. I gain no profit from the creation and publication of this story. I love to play in the sandbox with the characters and their lives. I especially love to torture G Callen. It is fun!

Reviews appreciated and welcomed.

Chapter 1

G Callen and Sam Hanna waited outside the Planet Jupiter Family Fun Center in the San Fernando Valley for the doors to open. Their 'opponents' were due to arrive within fifteen minutes. They watched Kensi and Deeks park their car and walk toward them.

"Hey, Kens, Deeks," Callen said.

"Ready to get your butts busted?" Sam asked.

"Our butts, how about yours?" Deeks asked.

"Got your comeuppance written out and signed?" Kensi asked.

"We do," Callen said.

They exchanged the agreements and read them over.

"I thought we agreed this had to be 'G' rated," Sam said, snickering.

"No, the highest… very funny," Kensi said.

Kensi and Deeks watched Callen's face as he read their team's comeuppance. Both held back their laughs.

"I'm not doing this if our team loses." Callen put on his poutiest face.

"Why not, G?"

"I'm supposed to scream and cry out loud next time I get injured."

"What's so bad about that?"

"And you're supposed to hold my hand and console me?"

"So?"

"And it has to be recorded on both camera and voice?"

"So?"

"No way, absolutely no way."

"Come on, G, all they're asking you to do is to not stifle the automatic responses one has to an injury."

"Now I know what you were joking about when you said it had to be 'G' rated."

"What's the big deal, G?"

"Looking like an ass and being embarrassed."

"Yeah, we heard that's your worst nightmare," Deeks said.

"And how do you like your worst nightmare?" Sam asked.

Kensi's jaw dropped when she read it. "No way in…"

"Got a problem with that, Kens?" Callen asked. It was his turn to have fun.

"I'm not doing this."

Deeks grabbed the paper from her. He smiled huge. "Sweet, thanks guys."

"You mean you don't like Deeks?"

"He's a great partner."

"And?"

"Going on a date with him?"

"Yeah, a PG-13 rated date with Deeks."

"Guys, this isn't fair."

"All is fair in love and war," Callen said, snickering. "I have to do something I don't want to do, and you have to do something you don't want to do."

"But this?" Kensi asked.

"The ultimate in getting back at you for beating us."

"I hope you guys lose again."

"No, you," Callen said.

"Children," Sam said, "the doors are open." He laughed and strode inside the family fun center.

Callen followed his partner inside.

Kensi stood outside rereading the paper. "I can't believe they're doing this to me."

"We'll have fun."

"Fat chance," she said, shooting him a look.

"Let's go beat them then," Deeks said.

Kensi and Deeks entered the family fun center and checked into the laser tag desk. They watched Sam and Callen suiting up in their vests.

"We've practiced and I think we can beat them at their game." Deeks grabbed a vest and suited up.

"Hey, Callen, what's the tie breaker?" Kensi asked.

"Did you write one down, Sam?"

"Yeah, a sweet one for them."

"Sounds wicked."

"Okay, I'll bite," Kensi said.

"Close to biting," Sam said, snickering

"No way am I going to kiss him or he's going to kiss me."

"Well, that's the tie breaker for you."

"Guys, you're not playing fair."

"She looks as if she'll start crying." Sam said.

"Close," Callen said.

"I'm totally not fine with this tie breaker."

"Well, you know how it works," Sam said. "If we tie at laser tag after four times or two hours of play, there's a tie breaker. The loser of the tie breaker, must add one more element to their comeuppance for losing."

"Well, Callen you'll love the added element to your comeuppance for losing."

"Okay, lay it on me, Kens."

"I'll lay on it you, real thick."

"I'm not sure I like the way that sounds." His forehead creased.

"Well, you won't have a say in it if you lose."

"Okay, tell me already."

"You can't protest being hospitalized for your injury, and must allow all team members to care for you however they choose."

"What?" Callen's jaw dropped. "Sam, were you privy to this?"

"Yep, I cannot tell a lie."

"You suggested it?"

"Encouraged it."

"What?"

"Consider it bonding time with your team."

"Isn't this bonding time with my team?" he asked.

"Yes, but it's not intimate enough for you, G."

"I'll…"

"What?"

"Never mind." He hoped they could beat Kensi and Deeks this time. This comeuppance agreement started as a result of Sam and Callen losing the last laser tag battle. It was the first time they lost, since the games started six months ago. Their once a week laser tag battle had been fun until they lost. At least that's what Callen thought, especially now that they added the comeuppance element to the loser's side. If the comeuppance had been pointed toward Sam, this wouldn't be so bad. But it was all pointed at him and it sucked big time. He couldn't wait until it was Sam's turn to be on the hot seat. And Deeks, now that would be fun.