"Pretending to be married isn't the same thing. I know you live your cover, but a marriage is made of trust and feelings, and it's just not the same." It was kind of sad that G could even compare the two. It was even sadder that he probably decided what a marriage should be based on his faster families. "All right, so some people can't wait to get away their spouses, but not everyone."
Sam cracked a smile. "Careful, you move in with me and you might even buy a paperback." He nodded. "Eric and Kensi, it makes you wonder if that experiment was done near Los Angeles. It would explain why we are here. What about different cities? LA and DC. It'd make sense considering where the people are coming from. Of course, this would be easier if we had the details of the experiments." He looked at G. "Think we can talk to Garcia, start our own little investigation while we have no cases." Hetty would either love or kill them, but it was a risk he was willing to take. It was better than sitting here, doing nothing.
He slid to the side to give G some room, or maybe to put some distance for the first time in their partnership. "Maybe I'm not feeling guilty," he said in a softer tone. "Maybe I'm jealous that he got to have all of that, and maybe I'm feeling guilty for being jealous of a man who just lost his family." He bent his knees and rested his arms there. He probably should have left it there, but stewing for weeks with nothing to do and no one to talk to led to stupid decision obviously, because he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Does it bother you? The gay thing?"