A/N This is my first fanfiction story. I got the idea to write this story from a dream I had. There had been an NCIS marathon on (8 hours of the team, what could be better?) and that night I dreamed about Tim. So that's the origin of this story. There are a total of 3 chapters, but I'm having an issue with uploading the 2nd and 3rd chapters. Hopefully they'll be up soon. Please read and review, I'm always open to constructive criticism.

Chapter One

He wanted her. He wanted her so badly it was painful. Just thinking about her, watching her from his desk mere feet away from hers, made him want to grab her and pull her close to him in a passionate embrace. It had all started a few months earlier…

She'd just transferred in a couple of weeks earlier from a Navy base in Texas. He'd been attracted to her from the start. Raven hair, pulled back in a braided bun, and emerald-green eyes that seemed to look right into his soul. Director Vance had introduced her to the team.

"This is Special Agent Kay Matthews. She'll be working as part of this team, profiling cases."

The director had left then, leaving Gibbs to make the introductions to each member of the team. Maybe it had been McGee's imagination, but she seemed to smile a little brighter and hold his hand in the handshake a little longer than the others. Then Gibbs directed her to her desk and she sat down, fingers already flying over the keyboard as she customized it to her liking. Things had been slow (fortunately, it meant no new dead bodies turning up,) so most of the team were doing the mountains of paperwork that always came with each case.

The week had gone by slow, but finally Friday came and the team was getting ready to leave for the weekend. McGee had stayed behind a few minutes after Tony and Ziva had left, finishing the last little bit of paperwork so he wouldn't have it waiting for him on Monday. She'd also stayed behind, catching up on a few things. He wasn't sure what made him do it, but when they'd both finished, he looked over at her and saw she was packing her things to leave. He'd gone over to her and smiled.

"So, how was the first week here? Things go as expected?"

She'd smiled up at him.

"Well, I wasn't really sure what to expect. I would say it's been a little boring, but that beats the alternative of having victims turning up every day."

She grabbed her purse and stood up.

"So, know of any good place to get a light supper this late? I only grabbed something from the machine earlier, but don't want to eat something too heavy so late." she'd said.

McGee thought for a moment, then replied, "Sure. There's a nice little casual Italian place not far from here, they have a great menu."

She'd smiled. "Great, give me directions?"

He hadn't intended to say it, but the words were out of his mouth before they could stop them. "I can do better than that. How about I take you out for dinner?" He blushed a little. He hadn't meant to ask her on a date, and he was sure she'd laugh at him, or at least turn him down. To his surprise, she'd smiled and replied, "That sounds great. Do you want me to follow you, or can we ride together and just come back here afterward?"

He was so surprised that it took him a few seconds to respond. "I'll drive you and bring you back here."

They'd left the office then, taking the elevator down to the parking garage. He walked her to his car, and saw her eyes widen in appreciation at his silver-grey Porsche. He remotely unlocked the doors, then went to the passenger side to open her door for her. She sat down, and he saw her slide her hands against the soft leather seat. He closed her door, then went around to the driver's side and climbed in. They left the garage and drove to the restaurant, not saying anything. For McGee, it was a little awkward, but Kay seemed to be perfectly comfortable. They reached the restaurant and before she could get out, he'd made his way around the car and opened her door, offering her a hand out. They entered the restaurant and were seated at a small table near the window. She looked over menu, then asked him, "A lot on here sounds good, anything you'd recommend?"

"If you're looking for something light, I'd say a Caesar salad."

When the waiter came, they both ordered, then a quiet fell over the table. He wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure what. He looked out the window, then looked back at her. She'd been looking at him the whole time, and smiled when she saw him looking at her.

"How long have you been with NCIS? Do you like it?" she asked.

"Almost 7 years now. It's a good job. I like helping people, and I get to use my computer skills every day." He paused for a minute. "I'm still not completely used to the crime scenes, at least not the really bloody and gory ones."

Her eyes softened. "I bet that is rough. I'm not usually out at actual crime scenes, I usually see the victims in pictures." She gave him a sympathetic smile. He wanted to say something else, change the subject, but their food arrived just then. They began eating, and there wasn't much to say, except that she thanked him for the recommendation and she was enjoying the meal. After they had finished eating, he paid the bill (though she had argued with him at first, saying she should at least pay her half,) and they walked back to his car. Full dark had fallen while they had been eating, and the streetlamps were casting a soft glow over the parking lot. He helped her into the car, sat down himself, and drove them back to the NCIS parking garage. He insisted on walking her to her car, or rather, truck as it turned out. As she climbed in, she gave him another smile. "See you on Monday, Tim."

"Ok, have a good weekend." He smiled back at her and closed her door. He watched her as she left the garage, then walked back to his car. He was still smiling as he left the garage, thinking about her. He still couldn't believe he'd actually had the nerve to ask her out, and even more surprised that she'd accepted. He really hoped he'd get another chance.

That had been the beginning. The following week, she'd actually asked him out for lunch on Saturday. They went to a sandwich shop not far from her apartment, this time he followed her. He'd actually loosened up enough to have a casual conversation with her. He found that he really enjoyed her company, and she seemed to enjoy his. They started going to lunch or dinner every weekend from then on. The best moment came on their third date, when she'd held his hand out to her truck (she'd driven this time.) Before she climbed in, she'd stopped and looked at him.

"I'm really enjoying our time together, Tim." She'd said. Then she put her hand up to his cheek and stood on tiptoe and kissed him. It was a soft kiss, and it surprised him so much it took him a second to kiss her back. Her lips were so soft, and he felt like he could kiss her forever. The kiss ended way too soon for him, but as he opened his eyes and looked into hers, he saw the pleasure in her eyes and that beautiful smile on her face. "I'll see you at work."

He'd smiled. "See you then, Kay."