**NCIS Los Angeles based**

Grisha Callen, senior special agent of the Office of Special Projects NCIS, was for once actually sleeping. He had severe insomnia and that night had fallen asleep taking his toaster apart for the 5th time. He rolled over to find a more comfortable position when his phone went off. Groaning he grabbed it answering, "Callen." 

"Good morning Agent..." Eric Beale began when Callen cut him off.

"No."

"I believe the proper response is good morning..."

"No." 

"Yes but Cal..."

"No." 

"Mr. Callen we need you to come in," Hetty Lange stated calmly.

Groaning he responded, "First we're suppose to have today off. Second I was actually asleep for once."

"I'm sorry Grisha," Hetty said, surprisingly using his first name, "It's an emergency."

"Fine give me fifteen minutes."

"We'll see you soon Mr. Callen."

Callen ended the call rubbing his tired eyes with the palm of his hand as he went to go get ready for work. True to his word, 15 minutes later he was walking into OPs with tea in a travel mug. The rest of the team, Kensi, Deeks, and Sam were already there with Hetty, Nell, and Eric. 

"What's going on?" 

"Dead navy officer was found at the beach this morning," Nell began. 

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The End

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I'm sorry it's not long :(