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Leon Vance (leon_vance) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2011-05-18 15:11:00

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*complete, 2011 05, character: g callen, character: robert callen, dead: henrietta lange, dead: leon vance

RP: Meeting at Leon's
Who: Leon, Hetty, G and Robert
Where: Leon's office
When: May 18, 2011
Summary: Leon wants to know if the man is lying or not.

Leon had told Hetty to come back with the new arrival that same night. What he hadn't expected was the information about a possible blood relation with Callen. The man was either a competent liar or a relative. Leon was more interested in the first one, but the second would have an impact on his team. Like it or not, Callen's mysterious past had always affected the agency. That meant that they needed to find a way to prove or disprove the man story.

There was research involved, and Ms. Jones proved very useful once again. Then, Hetty had to do some of her accounting magic, and in less than forty-eight hours they were the proud owners of a rapid DNA machine. Leon had read about them before arriving to the Omega dimension. The federal government had made an agreement with a company to make portable rapid DNA machines that any officer or agent could use. It would cut down on lab time, mistakes, and terrorists slipping through, especially considering that most of the machines would go to the airports. The Omega government had done the same thing, except that they were more common here, which mean a less scandalous tag price. Still, Leon wasn't in a rush to get more. He wanted to genetically test anyone that they might arrest just as much as he wanted to test these two men, but he had no options.

With OSP ready to return, he called Hetty and Robert to his office, and began the test. True to the promise, it was simple and fast. Prick a finger, put the blood in a vial, let it run for 45 minutes and you got a nice print-out of 27 markers. Leon also texted Callen, letting him know that he was expected in Leon's office as soon as he reached the base. When the agent arrived, Leon gestured toward the empty chair. For the first time, he looked at the two side by sid, and then looked at Hetty for the briefest moment. If this was a ruse, they had found someone who could pass for a relative.

Leon stood up and went around his desk. "Welcome back, Mr. Callen. Your hand if you please."

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r_callen
2011-05-18 11:52 pm UTC (link)

Robert chuckled. "I wasn't planning, but at least you're back with us, and I know who she is. Of the five of you, she was the pleasant one, and easy on the eyes, too." He frowned. "Is she your kid? Were you in high school when you had her? How old are you? And the hell she's calling me uncle. I'm still getting used to the last name. A whole family? That's... Not really what was I expecting when I went to Marina Del Rey."

He followed, not sure where they were going. He had learned where the important buildings were, but the hotel was pretty centralized and now they were going the opposite way.

"I might have a few hundred more questions since you seem to know a lot more than I do." He put his hands in his pockets. He was used to this weather. Aviano could get cold even if this year it had been a lot warmer than usual. "And yes, using your last name is more than odd. G? What does it stand for? And who are these four people? More relatives I should know about?"

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g_callen
2011-05-19 12:21 am UTC (link)

"Sorry." He was apologizing. Again. Surreal didn't even cut it. "I wasn't prepared to find a distant relative this way, let alone a sibling." Another sibling. But, that revelation might require a beer. Chuckling, he shook his head again. A perverse part of him thought the other man might deserve to be left to squirm a little after the way he'd hit on Savannah. But, G wasn't up to playing games of that sort tonight. "Best guess is that I'm 42. But, explaining my age and name should wait until we get to the house and, possibly, get a drink or twelve. But, no, biologically, Savannah's not mine. We sort of adopted each other after arriving here and now she's as good as mine. I wouldn't be surprised if she decides that makes you an uncle, though. And good luck convincing her otherwise if she does. I find it's better to save arguing with her for things that are really important.

"I should probably prepare you for what you're going to walk into when we get to the house. I'm not sure how much they briefed you on what we've got set up here on base. But, we've got everyone split into houses on Colonel's Row. The hotel's only in use right now because so many have come through in the last two weeks and my unit's been in L.A. on assignment for that time. There are two other leads besides myself and we generally make housing decisions and unit assignments as a group. So, I live with five others. You've met three of them. Besides Savannah, there's Deeks and Sam Hanna, the SEAL who we never introduced by name. There's also Sam's kids, Jennah, who's with MARSOC, and Sean, who would be finishing his last year at Juilliard back home. There's also two dogs, Harley and Nova, German sheppards. We've been training them to not get too friendly with strangers and new people, to only respond to commands from those of us in the house. So, don't be surprised if they refuse to be petted." He'd make sure the dogs got to know his brother -- and that word was going to feel strange to even think for so long. G missed Harley. He hoped the two week separation hadn't set the improvements in his dog's abandonment issues back.

"I don't know if it's really that much more," he admitted. "Three of the four people who call me G live in the house: Savannah, who's as good as family. Sam, who was my partner and best friend at home. He's now my second-in-command here. And, Sean, who really just doesn't like the informality of last names, I think. The fourth is Dr. April Kepner, our resident surgeon and M.E. I've been helping her overcome a phobia with handguns and it made it easier to be on a first name basis."

Explaining the household had taken up most of the walk and it was only a short distance then to the house. G was hoping the rest of them would be occupied, Sam with the kids maybe, Savannah likely moving back into Deeks' room. Of course, as soon as he had the front door open, there was a very large, very nervous Harley demanding attention.

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