A/N: Hi all. This is my first fanfiction I've ever wrote, so please be kind when reading! This is a multiple chapter story, but give me some time to figure this site out and to write it/see where it's going! I'd appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, no hate mail please! Hope you enjoy this.... this stuff can be hard to write! Oh, and I'm not fussy about the title, so any suggestions from anyone? Feel free to let me know, I'm open for anything really.

Pairing: Kate/Gibbs.... is there anything else? lol

Disclaimer: Yeah. So I own nothing. The characters and everything else belong to DPB Productions, CBS, and whoever else. No copyright infringement is meant. Don't sue me, please.

Chaper One: Afterhour Drinks

Friday- finally. Their gruesome case and hard week had finally come to an end. They'd spent most nights working late into the night or early into the morning- all depended on how you wanted to look at it really. Sometimes they never went home at all and it was times like these that Tony's filing cabinet with clothes or his desk with a toothbrush and toothpaste came in handy. But at the end of the week, everyone was looking forward to going home and a long weekend off- director's orders! Gibbs looked up from his report to see McGee shutting down his computer, Tony was finishing up his report for what may have been the third time (Kate may have been right about learning to write in Egypt, he should really think about taking a writing lesson or two). Ducky and Abby had left a while ago, telling her a story about a previous case that this week's had reminded him of, while they headed for the elevator.

Then he looked over at HER. Kate Todd, the female agent of the team, was working on her report, her lips pursed. This weeks case, a Lt., his wife and 3 year old daughter had been murdered and left to rot in their basement, had taken a toll on her especially. They'd finally caught the bastard who'd done it and she was now finishing her report, reliving the scene/week. She had come a long way in her 7 months at NCIS. He may not have told her everyday, or at all, but he WAS proud of her, along with other things. He quietly told himself how pretty she looked today in her black dress pants and red blouse, with her curly brown hair tousled from running her fingers through it keeping it out of her face. He thought she looked even prettier with the silhouette of her desk light illuminating her features. He had grown partial to her, felt an attraction to the young agent.

"Boss. It okay if I leave?" McGee asked, breaking his thoughts.

"Yeah, sure. It's been a long week." Gibbs said, shaking the thought of Kate from his mind.

"I"m going too boss. Got a hot date tomorrow night, gotta be well rested!" Tony smiled at his comment suggestively.

"DiNozzo! I swear you have a one track mind! But have a good weekend 'cause I'm sure I'll hear about it, unwillingly of course, on Tuesday morning!" Kate said to him. "You too, McGee."

"Thanks Kate, you too." McGee smiled. He really liked Kate, she was nice.... most of the time.

Both boys headed to the elevator with Tony calling to Kate over his shoulder saying, "Kate you're just jealous, I will, and see you Tuesday. Later Kate, Boss!"

Kate looked at Gibbs before going back to her report. Although she sometimes tried to deny it, she was attracted to her boss. She didn't care if he was 17 years her senior, or that it was wrong. She couldn't help how she felt, but his stupid rule 12 didn't let it go any further than that.

"Stop it Kate..." she chastised herself for the thousandth time. "Do your report and go home."

She looked at Gibbs working on his report one last time before burying her nose in hers again. She liked watching him work. She liked how his eyes crinkled when he was amused about something, and how his brow furrowed when he was annoyed or confused.

Gibbs could feel her eyes on him but he never lifted his eyes from his paper. He liked the idea of her watching him. Hell, he plain liked her. Ever since Air Force One he felt something towards her. He liked her, and wondered if she liked him. He was pretty sure she had some sort of feeling towards him. His rule 12 prevented the truth from being brought to light.

"Kate, it's late and it's been a long week. Go home." Gibbs voice caused her to look up and look in his beautiful icy blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'm almost finished here. Then I'm gone." Gibbs merely nodded. Kate shut down her computer, picked up her stuff and put on her coat. "You should go too, Gibbs. It's been a long week." She smiled at him. God, he loved her smile, loved how it reached her eyes and made them sparkle.

"Mhmm, I am...shortly." Yeah right, he thought. Maybe in a few hours, before I go to my basement to work on my boat, and drink bourbon til I can't see the ribs of the boat any longer. Kate sensed that this would be the case and felt sorry for him, and herself knowing she'd probably just go home and sip wine on her couch watching whatever may be on tv. Against her mind's advice, she followed her heart and quickly said: "Gibbs? Will you come for a drink with me?"

She was working on impulse now. She wanted to spend time with him outside of work. When he didn't answer her she got nervous.

"I mean, you don't have to...I just thought that maybe...since the case and with the week....and we... you know, never mind. See you Tuesday." Kate babbled on. She had tried, she was bold and

had attempted to get him to spend some time with her and had acted on her feelings for him. She started to head out of the bullpen when he yelled out after her.

"Kate. Wait a minute. I'd....I'd love to." His response had floored them both. He knew it was dangerous for them to go drinking together if both of them had feelings for the other. He quickly shut off his computer, grabbed his coat and led her to the lift. It was going to be an interesting night.