Disclaimer: n. 1. The act of disclaiming; the renouncing, repudiating, or denying of a claim; disavowal. 2. A clause added to legal documents, etc., limiting the application of previous clauses. 3. One who disclaims. See; me and the characters of NCIS and Chasing Liberty

Shippings: Tate (Tony and Kate), Clan (Cynthia and Alan (Morales and Weiss) and Banna (Ben and Anna).

AN: Yes, I may final have lost it. Yes, this is a NCIS/Chasing Liberty crossover. More NCIS that CL, so that's why it's here. No, I don't think you need to have seen CL to understand this, so give it a go, hey? Short chapters, but will be updated daily. Don't believe me? Come back tomorrow!

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A simple dinner.

That's all it was meant to be. She had even told him so.

"Tony, it's just a simple dinner!" She had exasperated as they had left work earlier than evening. Just a simple dinner with an old Secret Service friend and the President's daughter. What could be more simple than that?

Just a simple dinner to catch up. Cynthia (her friend) and Anna (the President's daughter) had spent the last year in London and it was just a simple man-less dinner to catch up with the gossip.

A simple dinner that had turned into a kidnapping.

A kidnapping that had left Kate unconscious. She had been lucky; her friend Cynthia had been shot in the shoulder.

Tony, as he was Kate's emergency contact, had been called. So, there he stood, slightly out of breath, in the doorway of the room the nurse said she'd be in. And there she was; looking small and pale lying in the hospital bed. Apart from a dim light on her bed head, the only light was from the moonlight filtering through the blinds, giving the room an eerie look.

'Tony,' she sounded relieved to see him

'Kate,' Tony sounded equally relieved. Apart from the bandage that was covering most of the right side of her forehead she looked normal. He sat on the edge of her bed and took her hand.

'How are you?' He squeezed her hand

'I'm okay, Tony.' She said with a sigh. 'Just a bump on the head.'

'You can't believe how worried I was…'

'Well, like I said, it was just a bump, but Cynthia… God, Cynthia…' She suddenly found the floor very interesting.

'Have you heard anything?'

'They won't tell me anything, Tony.'

'I can find out for you, if you like.' Tony offered. Kate caught his eye.

'Thanks Tony. Has there been any word on Anna?'

'Nothing of yet.' Kate bit her lip and Tony squeezed her hand one last time before leaving. Kate watched him leave before closing her eyes. Just for a minutes or two…

When she opened her eyes next Tony was seated in a chair next to her bed.

'Cynthia?' She asked. Tony looked up.

'She'll be fine.' Tony said 'They needed to operate on her shoulder, but it went well, and she's just been moved to a room the floor below.' Kate sighed.

'Can I see her?'

'For a while. IF' Tony stressed the if 'you ride in a wheelchair.' Kate rolled her eyes, but said nothing, and allowed Tony to help her into the wheelchair.

'How long was I asleep?' Kate asked as Tony pushed her out of the room.

'A little under an hour. You look cute when you're sleeping.' Kate pointedly ignored him.

Tony stopped just outside Cynthia's room.

'Do you want to go in by yourself?' Tony asked

'Yer, thanks Tony.' She replied

'I've got to call Abby, anyway. Want me to tell her anything?'

'Tell her,' Kate paused 'tell her I wouldn't mind seeing her, and take this with you.' She climbed out of the wheelchair.

'But Katie, the doctor said-'

'Don't argue with me, DiNozzo, just do it.' She said with a sigh.

'Sure thing, Kate.' He gave her elbow a squeeze.

'I'll be back in a bit.' She nodded before quietly slipping into Cynthia's room.

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