A/N: So this is just a little quicky about one of my favorite NCIS couples, Kate and Ari, more formally known as Kari. Just to help get rid of the writers block, yeah, just a tad stuck in my other Kate/Ari story(did I really just say 'tad'? Weird...). This is the missing scene(that I really wished existed) from 'Reveille'. Please review!

It's Only Wrong If You Want It To Be

Kate Todd's POV
I hung up the phone on Gibbs, and Ari held out another ice cube. I knew that I should have hated the man in front of me, but something stopped me. The same thing that stopped me from stabbing him, his eyes. The kind eyes. They were still there, something he seemed to save for me, just me. And I knew that I shouldn't feel my heart flutter every time he talked to me or looked me in the eyes. I definitely should not be feeling anything like that. What I should be feeling was the strong urge to shoot him, but, that wasn't the case. Not this time. And I doubted it ever would be. Nothing could ever be easy, could it? Just once? -Nope.- I looked at the ice cube, not wanting to grab it because my fingers were still numb from the last one he gave me. I felt the ice on my lip, causing my head to snap up. Our eyes met and something in me melted. I might not understand what he was doing, but I, somehow, was willing to trust him. And something in his eyes told me he hadn't wanted to shoot Gerald, and he didn't want to be doing this, that he was acting on orders. But that was something that her team would not understand, definitely not.

We kept the eye contact, and he was suddenly right in front of my face pressing his lips to mine. My eyes widened in shock. Just as I was about to respond, he pulled back. His mask fell briefly, revealing a hurt look then was replaced with a cold stare. He stood up, still looking at me, his eyes never leaving mine. I stood up just as quickly, grabbing his hand, not thinking about any consequences, just acting.

"Ari," I whispered softly, before pulling him closer to me. I looked back into his eyes, the kind eyes, before slamming my lips on to his. He recoiled in shock before running one of his hands through my hair as I laced my arms around his neck. I deepened the kiss as he tugged me towards the chair. The next thing I knew I was straddling him while he sat in the chair, kissing me. That was when the realization hit me. I, me, I was kissing a suspected terrorist. The man who Gibbs wanted to rip limb from limb. And I was enjoying it. I stopped him from leaving, and I started this. And I was enjoying it. Really enjoying it. Oh, shit, shit, shit. Maybe I should... My train thought completely disappeared as Ari deepened the kiss even more, making me smile into the kiss. ...You know what? Screw it. I knew what I wanted, but I wasn't entirely sure about what he wanted. If he wanted this, what ever this was. If it was anything.

"Wait, Ari," I pulled back, looking into his eyes again, "Is this, well, wrong?" I struggled to find the right words. He looked at me, sensing that I was genuinely confused. His eyes softened and a small smile pulled at his lips, "Caitlin, it is only wrong if you want it to be," he said softly to me. His words told me that he wanted me to choose, that he was going to make me choose. I was in complete control, he wasn't going to make me do anything that I didn't want to do.

"And what, my Caitlin, do you want?" he asked me, an arrogant smile played at the edges of his mouth.
"My Caitlin?" I questioned, "Aren't we a bit sure of ourselves." He opened his mouth, ready with a witty retort, but I took the opportunity and pressed my lips to his again. He laughed into the kiss before pulling me closer to him, if that was even possible. Apparently it was.

-Kate's apartment later that day-

The scene replayed in my mind over and over, like it was on an endless loop. Getting to the end, only to go straight back the beginning. Then Gibbs' face inched its way into my memory, his suspicious face. He didn't believe my story about what had happened. Sure I had left out a scene, the parts where Ari and I were making out, but I didn't see how that constituted as important information. But that wasn't the point, not to Gibbs, the point was that I hadn't told him everything. That I had essentially lied to the directors face. To the teams' faces. To his face. I hadn't wanted to, but I couldn't see how it could have been any other way. If I had told them, what could they have done? What would they have done? I shuddered at thought. At the teams', at Gibbs', disgusted face. I didn't even know if it was ever going to happen again.

I stood there, my back to the door in my living room, so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't hear the door open and close behind me. I closed my eyes, wishing his hand would be there, around my waist. And then they were, they were wrapped around my waist pulling me towards the couch. They pulled me down on top of him.
"Ari," I smiled, astonished by his timing. It was perfect, absolutely perfect, and I was having a hard time believing it. It just didn't seem real, but at the time, I didn't care, it was now or never.
"Caitlin," he responded. My cell phone chose that opportune moment to start ringing. Ari looked at the caller ID before handing the phone to me, "It's Gibbs," he said. I rolled my eyes, what perfect timing, Gibbs, "He told me to take the rest of the day off, and relax. If I answer the phone I would be disobeying a direct order. And we can't have that, now can we?" I laughed, having no intention of answering the still ringing phone. Ari laughed, muttering something along the lines of, "Stubborn."

Ten minutes later Ari broke a kiss whispering, "Caitlin." He looked into my eyes, and seemed to forget everything, just stared.
I smiled at the thought of knowing I wasn't the only one who that happened to, "Yes Ari?" I asked. He looked confused for a moment before regaining his composure and shaking his head, "Unfortunately I can not seem to remember," he stated, not sounding the least bit upset.
"Well," I murmured, "I guess I will just have to remind you." He raised his eyebrows before my lips came crashing down on to his. I ran my fingers through his hair, while the other hand drew figure eights on his shoulder.

What seemed like seconds later, I heard a noise, but figuring it was just something outside, I completely ignored it. Then not even five seconds later I heard someone walk into my home.

"Kate, why didn't you answer your phone..." Gibbs trailed off, as my head lurched up, my eyes widening in shock, "I see. Now who have we here?" he asked before stepping forward to see who it was.

"Haswari," Gibbs growled, before turning on me, "Kate, care to explain?"

A/N: So there we have it. Should I add another chapter? Yes, no? It's up to you guys, so review to let me know.