I was really upset when Kate died...so much so that I stopped watching the show. Abby just wasn't enough to carry it for me and I hated the new girl. So at some point I wrote this fic. Today I found it in an old notebook. Enjoy.

She heard the lock click as it disengaged from her front door.

That was either DiNozzo or her obituary would read, "Dedicated, hard, working Navy N.C.I.S agent killed in her prime by stupidly leaving her gun in her kitchen where a common thief was able to over power her. She will be missed."

She wondered if DiNozzo would cry at her funeral….

He stuck his head through her bedroom door. "It's your secret lover come to have his wicked way with you." He grinned at her.

She smiled in spite of herself, "It's about time." She answered as her eyes followed him; he put both his gun and hers on the night stand. Her smile turned into a grin, 'His and Hers Smith and Wessons'.

He sat down on the bed beside her. "How was your day off?"

"Relaxing." She replied, leaving back against her headboard."

DiNozzo took her foot in his hands and began to massage it. His eyes drank her in, lingering on her silk encased breasts.

"I take it you like my outfit." She smirked at the look in his eyes.

He brought his eyes up to lock with hers, "You look hot, Kate."

"I'm glad you think so…" she answered pulling him on top of her.

They shared a passionate kiss until they breathlessly pulled apart. "Kate…" he growled softly, kissing his way down her body.

He pulled her night gown up, delighted to realize she wasn't wearing any underwear.

She tugged on his shirt as she realized what he had in mind. "I want you inside me."

He shook his head, "You'll have to wait."

"But Tony…."

"Come on Kate…we haven't had sex in almost a week…I miss the taste of you…"

"Yes, but…."

He stroked her thigh, "Come on, Kate." He licked his lips, his voice taking on a whiny quality.

She flopped down on the bed, "Fine."

"It's about time you stopped being so selfish." He grumbled before he bent down to his task.

"Why you…god yes…just like that…." She had forgotten how good he was at this. She was surprised and delighted when she had realized that DiNozzo's mouth was good for more than spouting off sexist remarks.

He sucked her clit into his mouth and nipped at it gently with his teeth. She moaned softly, he always made her feel so good.

He slid two fingers inside her and she cried out at the sensation. Her hips rose off the bed has he pumped his fingers in and out of her. He sucked viciously at her clit until she was begging for release.

He gave it a final tug with his teeth and she shattered, calling out his name.

DiNozzo kissed his way back up her body, nuzzling her cheek before standing and moving away from the bed. He hadn't even made it to her on suite bathroom, when she spoke up. "Tony…." She called, her voice thick and gravely sounding from her orgasm. "Come back to bed…."

He grinned, "I'm just going to have a shower, I'll be right back."

"Nooo…." He smiled at the way her voice took on a childlike quality. "We haven't slept in the same bed in days…" she sighed, that stake out was hell, "I sleep better when you're with me."

He walked back to her bed, "Unlike you, Gibbs had me running around a sewer all day. I reek."

"You smell good to me…" she answered sleepily.

"Alright." He answered, lying down beside her. "But only until you fall asleep."

She pulled his arms around her, "I'll make it up to you tomorrow."

"A nooner in the utility closet?" he asked hopefully.

She chuckled, stretching against him, "Nope, but I'll buy you coffee from that expensive shop down the street."

He nuzzled her neck, "You spoil me."

She smiled, "Always."