Gutterville
Summary: KateTony. One shot. Drabble. A flirty little exchange between two of our favourite agents. Tate.
I wrote this back over the summer and never got round to posting it. Only just rediscovered it.
Reviews would be loved! Xx
"Tony! Tony! For Chrissake DiNozzo!" A voice interrupted his thoughts at her was forced to look away from the sight before him. Kelly. Kerry. Kitty. Whoever she was the new blonde NCIS Agent had taken an interest in walking passed his desk as many times a day as possible, usually in that impossibly tight skirt. He tore his eyes away from her and looked across the room, trying hard not to think of Kate Todd in similar attire. It was a difficult thing to do but he knew even thinking about it was bound to warrant a headslap from Gibbs.
"Tony? Are you going to actually do any work today or are you just going to ogle?" Kate asked sharply, and loud enough for the blonde agent to hear her. At least she hoped so, she couldn't deny that she was just the tiniest bit jealous of this woman but humiliating Tony seemed to help ease this feeling.
"Yes, Kate." He replied in a bored tone, which also would have been rewarded by a headslap from Gibbs had he been there. He got up and crossed the room to where she was standing, still getting a good view of the blonde as she made her way to her own desk.
"Your train of thought really is stuck in Gutterville today isn't it?" She commented dryly.
Tony smiled his trademark grin. "Feel free to ride along with me, Katie."
She jabbed him in the arm with her elbow. Probie McGee watched the exchange from across the room and began to wonder if Abby was right, although he'd never admit this to her face of course. He got back to work but couldn't help smirking at Kate's parting shot.
"Sorry Tony, I've never been a fan of public transport."
