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It was the same every morning and evening since they'd moved in together.

They'd both get there coats on and simultaneously reach for the car keys. They'd lived on the small shelf above the door for as long as the shelf head been in existence – so for about 3 months. Kate would grab the key whilst Tony, being the idiot he could sometimes be grabbed the flimsy metal chain. There eyes locked and there grips tightened.

'Tony-'

'Not today Katie. I'm not going to give up today. Yesterday was one thing. Today is another. ' The starting of a regular argument rang throughout the house. And so the campaign began, each believing they would be the victor.

So Tony tugged on the key chain again. This time harder and faster. She wouldn't get to drive the car today. Not if he could help it. The feeling of Déjà vu swept over him. Another tug showed him Kate wasn't going to let go. All she did was smile and laugh at her prediction. She'd win – again. And she knew what was next. Her all time favorite part.

'Kate. Please let me drive.' And so the begging began. 'It's my car. So I should drive. It's my given right as a man of stature.'

Kate smirked. That was true, very much so in fact. But not completely unavoidable.

'Ah yes. But you got to drive it all last week. Now it's my turn.' Tony scowled at what he knew to be correct, he tugged again, his hand wrenching backward with the force. It wouldn't last much longer. It was only just repaired from yesterdays fiasco.

'I drive, My car!' Tony whined, his face crumpling with despair, if he hadn't thought letting go of the keys would let Kate win he'd be throwing a temper tantrum right about now.

' But. It's my turn.' She countered.

'Mine.'

'Mine.' And thus came the tickling. They both knew it like the back of there hands. It couldn't' be more rehearsed if they'd had a choreographer. Tony used one hand to tickle Kates stomach and the other to pull the keys, he tried to trip her over, using his free leg. As she struggled to regain her balance the keys were swiped from her grasp.

'Hah!!!' Tony cried, pulling the key chain enough so it snapped. The keys swung back into his empty hand leaving Kate standing grasping thin air. She pouted at his nah nah nah nah nah. Face and crossed her arms across her chest.

'Guess that means. Mr Tony. DiNozzo is driving the wagon of fun today.

'Fine.' Tony whipped the door open with is hand and stepped back making a sweeping motion with his hand.

"Ladies first," Kate stepped elegantly into the hall. As if nothing had happened. Gibbs was leaning against the wall looking well and truly ticked off.

'What took you so long?'

'Tony.' Kate pointed to the smug looking agent behind her.

'Well hurry up.' He took the keys from Tony's open hand.

'I'm driving.'

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