Robert Callen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} r_callen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality,@ 2013-03-22 15:43:00 |
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Who: Robert and Deeks
Where: safe house
When: March 22, 2013
Summary: Robert wants to talk to Deeks about Savannah
Robert knew chain of command, possibly better than Deeks. He'd lived it all of his adult life. It was probably why he had never been interested in stepping into that chain of command in this dimension. This and the fact that Air Force pilots were carefully picked, while this people gave him a headache. In a way, it was very very good that Deeks was in charge. He had the patience and personality that worked with this riffraff, but that could backfire, like in this case.
He waited for right before they were starting back after lunch to catch with Deeks. "Walk with me," he said without preamble. He left chitchat to others. He walked far away that no one but Mike could hear them. "You're doing a very good job in G's place," he started, because he doubted that Vance ever bothered with things like that, but he knew that criticism was taken a lot better if you told your men what they did right. "You're flexible, mixing styles with Reese, and you're integrating the new people well." There was also a lot of problems, but that wasn't his concern. Vance could deal with them or they'd become apparent with time. "There is one little problem. Your wife. You need to keep an eye on her. I know you trust her and I know she has a tendency to downplay her problems, but she's too big, Deeks. She wants to train people, she can do it without the practical demonstrations. Hell, she's too big to babysit five kids at this point. Her back must be killing her on Fridays. She should have been off the field weeks ago. One day, we might get a competent doctor, but until then, you're going to have to be the bad guy here."