December 15, 2014
Best. Christmas. Ever!
I’m not even going to try to downplay the outcome of today, but before we get to that….
So we had to work another case – blah, blah, blah. Not important. Ok, so maybe it was a little important; at least LA can still keep its holiday lights shining bright! What is it with criminals using Santa costumes as disguises?! How offensive is that to the Big Guy? (I mean Santa, not Sam.)
How fantastic was it for us to finally have been gifted with a happy holiday?! Yeah, Callen’s got some complicated issues with his lady, but at least she didn’t run. That alone says a lot. It’s rare to find people who are willing to deal with the regular chaos, uncertainty, secrecy, and danger that comes with our daily work. Then there was the entire Hanna clan. Seriously, have you ever seen a whole family so genetically blessed with dimples?! Incredible.
It was fun to be able to “play” with these people who truly have become my family. Granted, we felt more free without Henrietta the Hammer’s Gorgon stare, but you can’t deny she usually provides some delightful libations! Plus, we didn’t need that ole curmudgeon Granger crashing the mood. Although I don’t think he’s too stable on his feet yet; the addition of bladed boots would have surely been disastrous.
Wonder what the Wonder Twins on Ice would have looked like? I know our Master of Ops can surf, but I don’t have much confidence with him on this particular variety of water. It doesn’t matter anyway because that cunning little Nell somehow bamboozled Beale to go home with her. To meet the ‘rents. Dude honestly doesn’t know what hit him – & probably doesn’t even care!
Man I really thought I blew it today. Did I really refer to Fern as a dog? Did I really “high five” her? (Smooth Deeks; real smooth.) The fact that I’m still alive to write that just shows how much things have changed in our partnership. So, Tahoe, Mammoth? Who cares?! Kensi agreed to go away with me! This is gonna be awesome! I know her competitive nature won’t be contained, so if she wants to race me to the bottom or try to “out trick” my skills, that’s perfectly fine with me. If it brings a smile to her face, we both win.
Speaking of skills, the woman may be able to outdo me in the surf and on the snow, but skating is clearly a different matter. What a fantastic excuse to grab her hand to spin around the rink. (Guess all those youthful evenings of “doubles skate” paid off!) Then she stopped – & so did my heart. That look she gave me. I was filled with dread sensing she was about to give me yet another cautionary tale. Wow. I (thankfully) got that totally wrong!
Note to self: Send the Gurkha a holiday card! How fateful was it that all this happened on a “frozen lake”?! The universe has a very “slick” sense of humor!
Anyway… she voluntarily took my hand – & in front of the guys! Something about being bold. But I had to make sure I was understanding right: Were we finally, miraculously on the same page? No way was I messing this up or letting her retract that sentiment. Two words (& 4.5+ years) was all it took: All In. I couldn’t wait one more second to do what I did, to show her how I felt. Finally, neither of us was faking a cover or running away. The walls are down and insecurities left in the past. We’re both all in.
So what am I doin’ here typing on this keyboard?! Get packin’ Monty; Mammoth awaits!