Summary: Just a little Kate/Ari drabble I wrote while I was bored. Spoiler for 2x20 'an eye for an eye'
Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own NCIS.
Kate smiled, and then laughed, she just couldn't help it; she shouldn't have found it funny that she had walked into her flat to find Ari (who she had not seen since the farm incident) stood in her Kitchen pouring her, she must admit, a very delicious glass of wine. She also shouldn't have found it funny that he had invited her to have drinks with him in her own home; she most definitely should not have found it funny that she had agreed and she shouldn't be laughing at the comment he had just made in an attempt to amuse her, though it was funny. These were all the things she shouldn't have been doing but for some reason she was and, she mentally sighed, it was probably for the same reason she hadn't managed to stab him in autopsy, his stupidly kind eyes.
Her reaction should have been to shoot the man who now stat next to her, to pull her pistol from her side and put a bullet in his head the moment she saw him but instead, her gun now sat on the side in her kitchen and they were in the front room. That is not what Gibbs would have done, he would have shot him, and it is what he would have wanted her to do too. Of course, if she had shot this man then there would have been a lot of annoyed people, especially seen as she was fully aware that he was not a terrorist and was in fact helping them, they were technically, on the same team, Gibbs wouldn't see it that way but, technically, they were.
"What on earth are you doing here?" Kate managed to say, and then wondered why she hadn't asked this earlier.
"I wanted to see you of course." He smiled at her.
"Of course." Kate laughed, trying to catch her breath.
"You mean a lot to people you know," she said and it was true. Mcgee had told her that while she and DiNozzo were in Paraguay, Gibbs had threatened to expose the man who now sat by her side drinking wine, if the man he was talking to did not doing anything about the paedophile who had been abusing a 14 year old girl. The man had shot the paedophile who apparently worked for the CIA rather than let the Mossad officer being exposed as a mole to the terrorists, he was that important.
"Do I mean anything, to you Caitlin?" He whispered to her, leaning in, but behind the smirk was genuine curiosity, he wanted to know the truth. Kate paused for a minute before answering.
"You shot Gerald. You shot my boss. You've held me hostage twice and you murdered Marta in cold blood right in front of me, but yes for some reason, you do mean something to me" Kate smiled looking down into her glass of wine, embarrassed at her sudden burst of emotion, "I have honestly no idea why."
"I think I do." Ari said, taking the glass from her hand and placing it on the coffee table. The next thing that registered to Kate was the taste of his lips on hers and she kissed back.