Woo! I'm making my third story! This is a two-parter, does involve Kate(like all my stories do), and will of course have some drama. I mostly started this because I was mad that this place got rid of my songfic(I don't know if any of you saw it) I don't know why exactly they got rid of it, they said it was because it the lyrics weren't mine, but I'm pretty sure that goes to all songfics so...I don't know what made mine special(I did have a disclaimer by the way). Please review if you like it, it is sorta getting depressing seeing the views go up but the reviews stay at 0 or 1.
Anyways, back to the story, I don't know how many chapters there will be, just going with it, and I'll be slow on the update because of school. On the other hand, this story will be like a dramatic season finale and I'll probably start the next one a few months later, or whenever summer starts. I guess I can let you guys read now.
Disclaimer(I'm starting to do these)~ I do not own NCIS, but I do own Kate and any part of my story(ies)
Prologue-
Two people were walking out of a restaurant together, hand in hand. The woman was laughing at something the man had said and stopped by a car close by.
The man opened the door for her. "Alright, calm down, Jan. Maybe you had a few too many drinks." He chuckled lightly.
"Oh come on! I only had two magaritas!" Jan exclaimed, still a little giggly.
"Actually it was three, and that's why I'm driving." He said calmly, being patient with her as she buckled herself and readied herself for a drive. The man walked over to the other side of the car, got in, and started the car. Slowly, the car pulled out of the restaurant's parking lot and disappeared down the streets.
The car pulled over on the side of the road in front of an apartment complex, and a nice one at that.
"You live like the rich, you know that?" The man said, admiring the complex. When Jan gave him a disbelieving look he exclaimed. "I'm serious! The fanciest thing about my apartment is the elevator, and it doesn't even work!" He shook his head a little and got out of the car to open her door for her.
As he did open the door, she responded. "Well it's not easy, Gus. My job requires very specific details." Jan got out of the car and started walking towards the front door.
Gus rolled his eyes as he followed her. "You're a fashion designer." He said.
"I'd like to see you design a prom dress!" She scoffed. "Mr. I'm-a-marine-petty-officer."
The man shrugged. "It's tough. You have to take all the superiors' bull-."
Jan took out her keys and fingered through them before picking out one. She put it in the whole to unlock the door, talking all the same. "Alright, I get it; you're not as respected as you want to be. But you'll get there."
Right then, a hand came up from behind Gus and covered his mouth, muffling any scream, and he was pulled away.
Jan didn't notice this and never stopped talking. "Being respected takes work, so just work through it. Don't you want to be a high class marine some day?" Only when she asked that question and got no response that she then turned around to find nothing there, except for the car. "Gus?" Confusion lit up her face when there was no evidence of where her date disappeared to.
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