FIC: Who Knew (2/?)
Title: Who Knew?
Fandom: NCIS
Genre: Romance/Friendship/Adventure
Rating: PG-13, T
Pairing: Kate/Tony, Abby/McGee, Jenny/Gibbs, Ziva/OC
Spoilers: Seasons 1 & 2 in particular. Season 3 sparingly.
Warnings: AUness, Babyfic
Summery: Kate has alot of adjusting to do. This includes a loss of a friend, a new relationship, a new team member, and a few other life changing events
Chapter One
Chapter Two:
Going to work the next morning was awkward. Tony and she had fought over the fact that she had endangered herself (and the baby, although he conceded on the fact she hadn’t known), and eventually it had turned from the stuff that was worth fighting over to stuff that was stupid and he left and went to his own apartment. So she spent the night eating pancakes for more then just feeling sad about Becca.
Kate had volunteered to clear Becca’s desk. It saved Terry and Ken from doing it. Ken was on his way back from Hong Kong and Terry was helping out by getting funeral arrangements done. Becca was to be buried in her home town in Pennsylvania. A small town outside Pittsburgh which Kate remembered her talking of fondly.
Gibbs, Tony and McGee were busy all day in meetings with the Director (both Morrow and Shepard) and various other officials who wanted to know what was going on. Abby was working on evidence from the crime scene of Becca’s death, while Ducky was working on finishing the autopsy so Becca could go home.
So that left Kate with Becca’s desk. It was uncluttered, yet she wouldn’t call Becca a neat freak. Terry’s desk was organized and everything lined up. He was a neat freak. Becca had the normal organized but slightly used look to her desk.
The top of the desk had a metal file holder with three levels, each holding a file of a case she was working on. To the left was a three picture frame, holding pictures of her parents, Ken and one of her and Terry at the NCIS company picnic last summer. Her computer sat in the middle, with several Post-it tablets scattered around the base of the monitor. Post-Its were stuck across the top of the monitor and some on the keyboard.
The top drawer on the left contained more paper. Pencils, stapler. She put those aside. She doubted that Ken would have a need for unused office supplies.
The second drawer had some more personal stuff. Cases that were of particular interest to Becca, a couple books she would sneak to read during lunch breaks and long car rides. Kate smiled at some of the titles, noticing a few she owned.
The middle drawer had more office supplies, a few birthday cards and a few “Congrats on your Engagement!” cards. A few cut outs from a wedding magazine. It made Kate start to tear up. Becca had been looking forward to marrying Ken. The wedding was supposed to be in July. She had insisted that June was too cliché, but she didn’t want August because it was too hot, and the rest of the year was too cold.
“And if I plan it right,” she had said to Kate one time the two of them had worked a case together, “I’ll have fireworks at my wedding and not have to pay for them.”
The two drawers on the left contain reference manuals, a phone book, a stash of print outs that she was using as scrap paper to write numbers down, a sketchbook, and a box full of envelopes. Kate opened the box and noticed that there was one addressed to all the agents on their floor, plus a few for some of the techs that Becca was familiar with, and Ducky and Palmer. The post-it on top of the box read simply “In case of my untimely demise, please disperse these to whom they are intended” in a flowing gothic font that Becca probably thought would be amusing. She was partially right.
She took the envelopes addressed to her and the others and slipped them out before adding the box to the larger box that contained all of Becca’s personal effects. She put the top on the box and placed it next to Terry’s desk. She looked back at the now empty desk, with all the manuals piled on top, ready for the next Agent to use them to place them where they wished.
It was so hard to think of Becca not being there. No more jokes played on the others. This was actually worse then Chris. She had barely known him. She had worked with Becca for over a year and Becca had died in her place.
She continues onto the area where Gibbs and the rest of them are situation and gives them their envelopes before sitting at her own desk and opening the letter.
That was another thing she remembered about Becca. She, Abby and Kate had gone out to lunch together about two months ago, right after Becca got engaged. And they had talked about a movie they had seen where the main guy had written letters to everyone he knew so that when he died he wouldn’t have to say he died with regrets.
So they each decided to write letters. Kate had a manila envelope with the five she had written sitting in a box at a vault, along with her will. She doesn’t know if Abby wrote any. Becca went beyond that with writing to everyone.
She could hear the others opening their letters, and she focused on her own. In the top right hand corner was a blue ink written date, stating that this was a version of the letter from only two weeks ago.
Dear Kate,
I promised to write this letter, so I have. Hopefully, when you read this you will have bifocals that you’ll never wear and have to have your granddaughter read it out loud.
I’m glad I met you. When I first came here, it was a strange experience. I didn’t know anyone, and anything I knew from being a FBI agent went out the window because was quite a different place. But you made me feel welcome, so thank you for that.
Usually these letters are supposed to be leaving words of wisdom and what not. At this point in my life I think it would be an oxymoron to say I’m leaving wisdom. Perhaps some things for thought? Sounds better there.
I don’t know where your relationship with Tony is at the moment you read this. If it’s when I hope your reading it, then you’ll probably be married and still arguing over Tony’s comments about the head nurse at your nursing home. If it’s earlier, then hopefully you’ve realized that you’re in love with him, and he with you. Perhaps its being engaged myself that I tend to look for everyone else to be in love. But I’m almost certain about you and Tony. You two just need to stop being so stubborn. You especially. Tony has never made it a secret that he likes you.
I remember a lunch we had a few months ago when you were complaining to Abby and me about how Tony said that he knew you as a response to why he never asked you out. I said I didn’t know what he meant, but in a way I do. Tony likes you. He knows how you see him, how you would perceive him acting on his feelings. You would think he was making a joke.
So if I have to make a great gesture as a farewell, I’m going to let you know that you have to let him know you actually see past the frat-boy act he puts on for the rest of us.
Love ya,
Becca
P.S. This letter will explode in ten seconds……*tick tick tick*
She burst out laughing at the end, only now noticing the tears going down her cheeks. Becca had always had an interesting sense of humor. She was also a romantic, and she hadn’t been lying about being the girl who wanted everyone to have their happy ever after.
She looked over at the others. Gibbs was smiling wistfully at his; McGee was turned to the back corner, trying to hide his own tears. Tony was watching her. He wasn’t crying, but then he had done much of the crying last night and he was never one for public showing of grief. Unless it was one of his cars. He smiled at her, small and just for her. Different then his usual grin.
She knew that some of the damage of their fight was fixed there, even though they needed to work things out. Especially since she had to tell the others before too long.
She was broken out of her thoughts when the phone on Gibbs’ desk rang. He picked it up, his expression darkening as he listened before he hung up with a curt ok.
“I’m needed in MTAC.” Was all he said as he left and went up the stairs?
“This new director is really getting to Gibbs,” McGee commented as he folded up his letter and put it in his desk.
“Probably because she’s a redhead. And they seem to have a history.”
“You really think so?”
“How many people call Gibbs ‘Jethro’?” Kate had to give him that point. Several of the older agents and the former Director had called him Gibbs though. The only person she knew that called him Gibbs to his face was Ducky. And that very determined Sheriff.
The other two were still arguing about wither or not Gibbs and Jennifer Sheppard had been together at one point. McGee saying Gibbs would never date a co-worker, Tony stating that there had to be a reason for Rule 12. This was said with a pointed look in her direction which she answered with a raise of her eyebrow.
“While you two boys argue, I’m going to see Abby.” She picked up her cell phone and purse, planning on spending awhile down there helping Abby. As she wasn’t at the scene there wasn’t much she could do to help the other three on the team.
She was halfway to the elevator when Tony caught up with her a light grip on her shoulder which fell to her wrist when she stopped.
“Katie, got any plans for lunch?”
“No, and how many times do I need to tell you not to call me Katie,” she responded with a roll of her eyes. It wasn’t as heartfelt as it used to be. Tony was the only one who called her that, and it had become part of their routine. He just grinned, this time one of his usual variety.
“Well, how about having it with me?” She raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. Usually they did have lunch together, especially on cases where Gibbs was more adamant then usual about solving and they ended up ordering lunch and eating in the office. “Alone, so we can talk.”
Ah. He wanted to work on things today. Good idea, but Tony usually put off uncomfortable subjects till the last minute. So it was a surprise she wasn’t forcing.
But on the other hand, the two of them had gone through an emotional roller coaster last night.
“Alright, but your paying this time,” she joked. He gave her a smile and squeezed her hand before heading back to his desk. “Tony!” He paused and looked back at her. “Mind if I tell Abby?”
“Sure go ahead. Perhaps she can do all the telling for us.”
“Funny. You know you’ll still have to tell him.”
“No, you can tell him. He won’t hurt you. Me, I might have a concussion afterwards from that head slap.”
“What would cause me to give you a concussion, DiNozzo?” Kate had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing at Tony’s face as Gibbs walked up from the other direction. His mouth opened and closed for a few seconds, his eyes pleading for her to save him.
She walked towards them, deciding they might as well get it over with.
“I’m pregnant.” McGee, who had wondered over to them while they had talked, smiled and walked over to give her a hug.
“Congrats, Kate.” He gave her a big grin. “Abby’s going to kill me for knowing first, though.” He didn’t seem too concerned about it.
“I was about to go down and tell her right now.”
“Well, we might as well make a group field trip about it as we need to know what she has on the case” Gibbs stated, his tone not saying anything about his reaction to the news. She spared a look at Tony who was still poised to accept the head slap he expected. Gibbs walked over and grabbed his coffee and started to walk out of the office. As he passed her, he stopped and kissed her on the check.
“Congratulations Kate. Although I would have chosen someone better then DiNozzo.”
“Hey!” She finally laughed out loud then, following the other three as they made their way to Abby’s lab. That had gone better then expected. She was in a good enough mood to feel like throwing Tony for a loop, so she put her hand in his as they walked to the elevator, giving it a little squeeze. She had been the one who had insisted on no displays of affection while at work. Tony by his nature was demonstrative, so it had been harder on him then her.
He gave her a side look, but said nothing, and squeezed her hand back.
They entered the elevator, and as the doors closed Gibb’s hand reached up and smacked Tony’s head. Tony glared half-heartedly at Gibbs who was smirking and Kate tried not to laugh.
~*~
Kate had not known a human being could make the sound that came out Abby’s mouth when she heard about the baby. In fact, she was pretty sure that half of it was above the decibel that humans normally hear at.
But she got the point that Abby was happy when the bubbly Goth rushed over and hugged her, squeezing her and jumping up and down.
“I can not believe you let McGee know before me!” Abby stated as she finally let Kate go. “And you never told me you two were together!” There was a little bit of hurt mixed into the mock anger in that last statement. Abby was Kate’s best friend next to Tony and she usually told Abby everything about every date she had been on. Until her and Tony got together. No one knew about Paraguay. Or at least they hadn’t till today. And they probably wouldn’t know that was when they had tentatively gotten together. They would just assume they got together after they got back home.
“Oh, and the baby shower! I’ll have a couple months to plan and...”
“Abby! Case.” Gibbs said holding her Caf-pow as hostage till she refocused her attention the case of finding Ari. At the mention of the case, Bubbly! Abby turned into Determined! Abby and they all focused on the screen where the forensic evidence was displayed.
~*~
Tony and Kate went to lunch with the express command that they back on time because the Director had a specialist coming in to help them catch Ari and they needed to be back to met her.
So they choose an outdoor café about two blocks away from the Navy yard. It’s not the same one they had dinner with Ducky at almost exactly a year ago. Instead it’s a new one that had opened just a few weeks ago. Abby said their wraps were to die for so she really wanted to try them.
Tony was still on antibiotics, and avoiding diary products, so the first time was trying to find something on the menu that didn’t have any diary on it. By the time they ordered, both they and the waiter were annoyed, and Tony was looking forward to being finished with his medication in a few days.
“You know, I had a plan for this weekend,” Tony began after a few moments of silence. “I was going to take you to our favorite Italian place for dinner.” She remembered him asking her to make sure she had no plans for that Friday, and she still had it open. But they both knew that until Ari was found. “And I was going to ask you to move in with me.” Kate almost choked on the water she had been drinking. She had no idea that Tony was even close to the move in stage. Sure, they had been spending a lot of time together, but given the events that happened lately, it wasn’t surprising.
“Or me with you,” Tony continued. “It wouldn’t have mattered; I just wanted to move onto another level.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Would you have asked me to move in with you? You never seemed interested in long term commitments, and moving in with you would definitely imply long-term.”
Tony went to answer but hell broke loose before he could get anything out. She felt something whizzing by her head and a second later a bullet embedded itself in the wall behind Tony’s head. They both ducked underneath the table as they heard the others in the restaurant rushing away. They looked around, trying to find the shooter. Kate spotted him, but it was too late as another bullet flew, this time hitting her arm, a little below the right shoulder.
She heard Tony’s gun go off, and saw the man drop but she was mostly focused on the pain. She pressed down on the wound as much as she could. Tony made his way over to her and helped her put pressure on her arm, allowing her to use her purse strap to slow the blood flow. With his free arm he called for an ambulance and then Gibbs.
So much for this being a good day.
Fandom: NCIS
Genre: Romance/Friendship/Adventure
Rating: PG-13, T
Pairing: Kate/Tony, Abby/McGee, Jenny/Gibbs, Ziva/OC
Spoilers: Seasons 1 & 2 in particular. Season 3 sparingly.
Warnings: AUness, Babyfic
Summery: Kate has alot of adjusting to do. This includes a loss of a friend, a new relationship, a new team member, and a few other life changing events
Chapter One
Chapter Two:
Going to work the next morning was awkward. Tony and she had fought over the fact that she had endangered herself (and the baby, although he conceded on the fact she hadn’t known), and eventually it had turned from the stuff that was worth fighting over to stuff that was stupid and he left and went to his own apartment. So she spent the night eating pancakes for more then just feeling sad about Becca.
Kate had volunteered to clear Becca’s desk. It saved Terry and Ken from doing it. Ken was on his way back from Hong Kong and Terry was helping out by getting funeral arrangements done. Becca was to be buried in her home town in Pennsylvania. A small town outside Pittsburgh which Kate remembered her talking of fondly.
Gibbs, Tony and McGee were busy all day in meetings with the Director (both Morrow and Shepard) and various other officials who wanted to know what was going on. Abby was working on evidence from the crime scene of Becca’s death, while Ducky was working on finishing the autopsy so Becca could go home.
So that left Kate with Becca’s desk. It was uncluttered, yet she wouldn’t call Becca a neat freak. Terry’s desk was organized and everything lined up. He was a neat freak. Becca had the normal organized but slightly used look to her desk.
The top of the desk had a metal file holder with three levels, each holding a file of a case she was working on. To the left was a three picture frame, holding pictures of her parents, Ken and one of her and Terry at the NCIS company picnic last summer. Her computer sat in the middle, with several Post-it tablets scattered around the base of the monitor. Post-Its were stuck across the top of the monitor and some on the keyboard.
The top drawer on the left contained more paper. Pencils, stapler. She put those aside. She doubted that Ken would have a need for unused office supplies.
The second drawer had some more personal stuff. Cases that were of particular interest to Becca, a couple books she would sneak to read during lunch breaks and long car rides. Kate smiled at some of the titles, noticing a few she owned.
The middle drawer had more office supplies, a few birthday cards and a few “Congrats on your Engagement!” cards. A few cut outs from a wedding magazine. It made Kate start to tear up. Becca had been looking forward to marrying Ken. The wedding was supposed to be in July. She had insisted that June was too cliché, but she didn’t want August because it was too hot, and the rest of the year was too cold.
“And if I plan it right,” she had said to Kate one time the two of them had worked a case together, “I’ll have fireworks at my wedding and not have to pay for them.”
The two drawers on the left contain reference manuals, a phone book, a stash of print outs that she was using as scrap paper to write numbers down, a sketchbook, and a box full of envelopes. Kate opened the box and noticed that there was one addressed to all the agents on their floor, plus a few for some of the techs that Becca was familiar with, and Ducky and Palmer. The post-it on top of the box read simply “In case of my untimely demise, please disperse these to whom they are intended” in a flowing gothic font that Becca probably thought would be amusing. She was partially right.
She took the envelopes addressed to her and the others and slipped them out before adding the box to the larger box that contained all of Becca’s personal effects. She put the top on the box and placed it next to Terry’s desk. She looked back at the now empty desk, with all the manuals piled on top, ready for the next Agent to use them to place them where they wished.
It was so hard to think of Becca not being there. No more jokes played on the others. This was actually worse then Chris. She had barely known him. She had worked with Becca for over a year and Becca had died in her place.
She continues onto the area where Gibbs and the rest of them are situation and gives them their envelopes before sitting at her own desk and opening the letter.
That was another thing she remembered about Becca. She, Abby and Kate had gone out to lunch together about two months ago, right after Becca got engaged. And they had talked about a movie they had seen where the main guy had written letters to everyone he knew so that when he died he wouldn’t have to say he died with regrets.
So they each decided to write letters. Kate had a manila envelope with the five she had written sitting in a box at a vault, along with her will. She doesn’t know if Abby wrote any. Becca went beyond that with writing to everyone.
She could hear the others opening their letters, and she focused on her own. In the top right hand corner was a blue ink written date, stating that this was a version of the letter from only two weeks ago.
Dear Kate,
I promised to write this letter, so I have. Hopefully, when you read this you will have bifocals that you’ll never wear and have to have your granddaughter read it out loud.
I’m glad I met you. When I first came here, it was a strange experience. I didn’t know anyone, and anything I knew from being a FBI agent went out the window because was quite a different place. But you made me feel welcome, so thank you for that.
Usually these letters are supposed to be leaving words of wisdom and what not. At this point in my life I think it would be an oxymoron to say I’m leaving wisdom. Perhaps some things for thought? Sounds better there.
I don’t know where your relationship with Tony is at the moment you read this. If it’s when I hope your reading it, then you’ll probably be married and still arguing over Tony’s comments about the head nurse at your nursing home. If it’s earlier, then hopefully you’ve realized that you’re in love with him, and he with you. Perhaps its being engaged myself that I tend to look for everyone else to be in love. But I’m almost certain about you and Tony. You two just need to stop being so stubborn. You especially. Tony has never made it a secret that he likes you.
I remember a lunch we had a few months ago when you were complaining to Abby and me about how Tony said that he knew you as a response to why he never asked you out. I said I didn’t know what he meant, but in a way I do. Tony likes you. He knows how you see him, how you would perceive him acting on his feelings. You would think he was making a joke.
So if I have to make a great gesture as a farewell, I’m going to let you know that you have to let him know you actually see past the frat-boy act he puts on for the rest of us.
Love ya,
Becca
P.S. This letter will explode in ten seconds……*tick tick tick*
She burst out laughing at the end, only now noticing the tears going down her cheeks. Becca had always had an interesting sense of humor. She was also a romantic, and she hadn’t been lying about being the girl who wanted everyone to have their happy ever after.
She looked over at the others. Gibbs was smiling wistfully at his; McGee was turned to the back corner, trying to hide his own tears. Tony was watching her. He wasn’t crying, but then he had done much of the crying last night and he was never one for public showing of grief. Unless it was one of his cars. He smiled at her, small and just for her. Different then his usual grin.
She knew that some of the damage of their fight was fixed there, even though they needed to work things out. Especially since she had to tell the others before too long.
She was broken out of her thoughts when the phone on Gibbs’ desk rang. He picked it up, his expression darkening as he listened before he hung up with a curt ok.
“I’m needed in MTAC.” Was all he said as he left and went up the stairs?
“This new director is really getting to Gibbs,” McGee commented as he folded up his letter and put it in his desk.
“Probably because she’s a redhead. And they seem to have a history.”
“You really think so?”
“How many people call Gibbs ‘Jethro’?” Kate had to give him that point. Several of the older agents and the former Director had called him Gibbs though. The only person she knew that called him Gibbs to his face was Ducky. And that very determined Sheriff.
The other two were still arguing about wither or not Gibbs and Jennifer Sheppard had been together at one point. McGee saying Gibbs would never date a co-worker, Tony stating that there had to be a reason for Rule 12. This was said with a pointed look in her direction which she answered with a raise of her eyebrow.
“While you two boys argue, I’m going to see Abby.” She picked up her cell phone and purse, planning on spending awhile down there helping Abby. As she wasn’t at the scene there wasn’t much she could do to help the other three on the team.
She was halfway to the elevator when Tony caught up with her a light grip on her shoulder which fell to her wrist when she stopped.
“Katie, got any plans for lunch?”
“No, and how many times do I need to tell you not to call me Katie,” she responded with a roll of her eyes. It wasn’t as heartfelt as it used to be. Tony was the only one who called her that, and it had become part of their routine. He just grinned, this time one of his usual variety.
“Well, how about having it with me?” She raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. Usually they did have lunch together, especially on cases where Gibbs was more adamant then usual about solving and they ended up ordering lunch and eating in the office. “Alone, so we can talk.”
Ah. He wanted to work on things today. Good idea, but Tony usually put off uncomfortable subjects till the last minute. So it was a surprise she wasn’t forcing.
But on the other hand, the two of them had gone through an emotional roller coaster last night.
“Alright, but your paying this time,” she joked. He gave her a smile and squeezed her hand before heading back to his desk. “Tony!” He paused and looked back at her. “Mind if I tell Abby?”
“Sure go ahead. Perhaps she can do all the telling for us.”
“Funny. You know you’ll still have to tell him.”
“No, you can tell him. He won’t hurt you. Me, I might have a concussion afterwards from that head slap.”
“What would cause me to give you a concussion, DiNozzo?” Kate had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing at Tony’s face as Gibbs walked up from the other direction. His mouth opened and closed for a few seconds, his eyes pleading for her to save him.
She walked towards them, deciding they might as well get it over with.
“I’m pregnant.” McGee, who had wondered over to them while they had talked, smiled and walked over to give her a hug.
“Congrats, Kate.” He gave her a big grin. “Abby’s going to kill me for knowing first, though.” He didn’t seem too concerned about it.
“I was about to go down and tell her right now.”
“Well, we might as well make a group field trip about it as we need to know what she has on the case” Gibbs stated, his tone not saying anything about his reaction to the news. She spared a look at Tony who was still poised to accept the head slap he expected. Gibbs walked over and grabbed his coffee and started to walk out of the office. As he passed her, he stopped and kissed her on the check.
“Congratulations Kate. Although I would have chosen someone better then DiNozzo.”
“Hey!” She finally laughed out loud then, following the other three as they made their way to Abby’s lab. That had gone better then expected. She was in a good enough mood to feel like throwing Tony for a loop, so she put her hand in his as they walked to the elevator, giving it a little squeeze. She had been the one who had insisted on no displays of affection while at work. Tony by his nature was demonstrative, so it had been harder on him then her.
He gave her a side look, but said nothing, and squeezed her hand back.
They entered the elevator, and as the doors closed Gibb’s hand reached up and smacked Tony’s head. Tony glared half-heartedly at Gibbs who was smirking and Kate tried not to laugh.
~*~
Kate had not known a human being could make the sound that came out Abby’s mouth when she heard about the baby. In fact, she was pretty sure that half of it was above the decibel that humans normally hear at.
But she got the point that Abby was happy when the bubbly Goth rushed over and hugged her, squeezing her and jumping up and down.
“I can not believe you let McGee know before me!” Abby stated as she finally let Kate go. “And you never told me you two were together!” There was a little bit of hurt mixed into the mock anger in that last statement. Abby was Kate’s best friend next to Tony and she usually told Abby everything about every date she had been on. Until her and Tony got together. No one knew about Paraguay. Or at least they hadn’t till today. And they probably wouldn’t know that was when they had tentatively gotten together. They would just assume they got together after they got back home.
“Oh, and the baby shower! I’ll have a couple months to plan and...”
“Abby! Case.” Gibbs said holding her Caf-pow as hostage till she refocused her attention the case of finding Ari. At the mention of the case, Bubbly! Abby turned into Determined! Abby and they all focused on the screen where the forensic evidence was displayed.
~*~
Tony and Kate went to lunch with the express command that they back on time because the Director had a specialist coming in to help them catch Ari and they needed to be back to met her.
So they choose an outdoor café about two blocks away from the Navy yard. It’s not the same one they had dinner with Ducky at almost exactly a year ago. Instead it’s a new one that had opened just a few weeks ago. Abby said their wraps were to die for so she really wanted to try them.
Tony was still on antibiotics, and avoiding diary products, so the first time was trying to find something on the menu that didn’t have any diary on it. By the time they ordered, both they and the waiter were annoyed, and Tony was looking forward to being finished with his medication in a few days.
“You know, I had a plan for this weekend,” Tony began after a few moments of silence. “I was going to take you to our favorite Italian place for dinner.” She remembered him asking her to make sure she had no plans for that Friday, and she still had it open. But they both knew that until Ari was found. “And I was going to ask you to move in with me.” Kate almost choked on the water she had been drinking. She had no idea that Tony was even close to the move in stage. Sure, they had been spending a lot of time together, but given the events that happened lately, it wasn’t surprising.
“Or me with you,” Tony continued. “It wouldn’t have mattered; I just wanted to move onto another level.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Would you have asked me to move in with you? You never seemed interested in long term commitments, and moving in with you would definitely imply long-term.”
Tony went to answer but hell broke loose before he could get anything out. She felt something whizzing by her head and a second later a bullet embedded itself in the wall behind Tony’s head. They both ducked underneath the table as they heard the others in the restaurant rushing away. They looked around, trying to find the shooter. Kate spotted him, but it was too late as another bullet flew, this time hitting her arm, a little below the right shoulder.
She heard Tony’s gun go off, and saw the man drop but she was mostly focused on the pain. She pressed down on the wound as much as she could. Tony made his way over to her and helped her put pressure on her arm, allowing her to use her purse strap to slow the blood flow. With his free arm he called for an ambulance and then Gibbs.
So much for this being a good day.