Author's note: This is for all of you who are tired of Kate lovers preaching their distaste for Ziva with venomous words. This is for all of you who don't think that Kate should rise from the dead as the ghost of snobbish past and give people advice. This is for all of you who are reading a fic that seems pretty good and then BAM!... you know what I'm talking about. You know it's coming, you see it, throwing up here, a little bitchiness there, and finally, you roll your eyes as you see the line you were dreading to read, "I'm pregnant". This is for all of you who are afraid of Ducky/Gibbs writers.
Now that I've insulted almost all of you potential readers, I'd like to remind you that these characters are not mine. Of course, you all already knew that because if they were my characters I would not be posting on a webpage. I'd be out making muchas mullah and ruining Mark Harmon's career simultaneously (no offense to Mark Harmon implied). In addition, I apologize if my avoidance of contractions bothers you. I have been told it is quite annoying.
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Tony walked into NCIS to see one Tim McGee asleep at his desk. It had been a long night for all of them, but it seemed the Probie couldn't find the energy to leave his desk and head home. He poked the Probie, smiling as he remained still. Taking advantage of the situation, Tony ran to his desk.
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"McGee! McGee!" moaned a frightening voice.
McGee sat up, finding himself in a white room. "What- what do you want?"
The iniquitous figure rolled her eyes and floated lower, "Hey butthead, up here!"
"Kate? Am I dead?" McGee asked nervously.
"No, you idiot! I'm a vision, an apparition, if you will. Some fanfiction writers think I should appear at least once to say something important in each story."
"Okay, so…what are you going to tell me?"
"Hadn't really thought of it yet. There's not too much going on right now, to tell you the truth. I just want to get back up to heaven," she paused for a moment to consider her options. "Oh! Here's one! You should wake up now because Tony's about to draw on your face with magic marker."
McGee blinked, "That's it? Tony does something like that once a week at least!"
Kate simply shrugged and disappeared.