Tiny little Tate fic – really tiny! Enjoy and you know the drill, R&R…please.
Disclaimer: We've heard it a million times before but again I'd like to add, I don't own NCIS or any of it's characters – shocker!
Kate gazed across the bullpen at her partner. He was so childish, yet he had such a charming characteristic that she couldn't help falling for. Those strong arms could hold her close, keep her warm at nights – he could love her and she would love him, they'd be perfect…
"Kate?" a voice came, interrupting her.
"Uh, yes Gibbs."
"NO, it's me, Tony."
"Oh, sorry. I was just daydreaming."
"I know, you were staring right at me and you didn't even notice I was talking."
"No, I was just daydreaming about…a cheeseburger," Kate lied.
Tony smirked, "Okay."
Next day
"Morning Tony," Kate entered the bullpen.
Tony looked up from his desk and smiled, "I believe we call me, 'cheeseburger' now!"
Kate blushed Tony knew her too well, that was worrying.