Disclaimer: Okay, I think I can do it. I DO NOT OWN NCIS! *sobs*
A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews for the last chapter! They made my day. :) I highly suggest that you review this one, as well... since it's the last chapter and all. Thanks.:) Oh and plus, I have no idea what happened with the formatting with this chapter. It all just clung together. :P

Saturday evening
As she took another step forward, the figure came into view. She smiled softly. I guess he wasn't lying. It was Tony, sitting on a couch back against a wall, with a window behind it. He was looking out the window, his body twisted around so he could do so.
Kate slowly walked into the living room and sat on the opposite side of the couch with him. She sat sideways to look out the window. Tony, following her example, decided to do the same. His body was getting cramps positioned like that.
They just kept looking and looking at the pitch black sky that stretched as far as the eye can see. Well, almost. Near the edge of the horizon there was a patch of navy blue, probably the remnants of the sunset, Kate guessed. There were no jokes about it whatsoever, and for a moment Kate asked herself why. Then she remembered that conversation they had that afternoon. The one that ended with, 'Then why don't we?' Well, this must be how it's going to be from now on. And Kate loved that, because she never wanted this moment to end. It wasn't the first time Tony and Kate had experienced this kind of silence. They had many times before, but it was ruined sooner or later by either of their jokes. Kate wasn't about to blame it all on Tony. But it wasn't her fault either. It was just their chemical reaction. And as time progressed, both of them became more and more reactive. Which is why they made that settlement, that agreement, to stop. To be a better team.
Tony welcomed her company. Kate had been in her room reading for the past twenty minutes; apparently she had promised herself to read more since her job was taking time away from her leisure. It left Tony in the living room himself, and he had tried to watch one of the movies he had brought, but he had seen it ten times before and decided to stop watching it. He stood up and looked around for a bit, when the window caught his eye. Kate saw the small smile that spread his face when he spotted it. He slowly sat down, first looking down at the couch and then up out the window. That's when Kate got up.
What was Tony thinking about? Everything. About their latest kill, Ari. About that new girl, Ziva. About Kate. He really appreciated her generosity, letting him into her apartment. I mean, Kate hated him. I guess the only way she could tolerate him anymore was with this new deal they made. Tony didn't mind, but he felt guilty. That they had to sign this peace treaty in order for Kate so simply stand him. It wasn't the way he wanted this to turn out. It was never the way he intended his jokes to be. He never wanted to be a jackass. Maybe he could prove that to her.
Kate put her hand on Tony's knee and caused him to look up.
"Let's go to bed."
Midnight
"Are you cold?" Tony asked propping himself up on his left side with that elbow.
"Yeah," Kate said, tucking her arms under her body.
"Well, I already closed the window..."
"The cold air still got in, though."
Tony scooted closer to her, still on his left side, and aligned his bent right elbow with hers, comforting her arm.
"Tony!" she whined, twisting her neck around to look at him.
"You're cold, aren't you?" he paused, "So just let me do this without you starting one of your 'you're getting too comfortable around me' lectures."
That silenced Kate. She didn't love the idea of her allowing Tony to be that close to her because she was afraid he would get some ideas. But she needed the extra heat, and she was kind of glad that she didn't have to push him away this time. She fell asleep soon after that.
Sunday morning
Kate woke up, still in the position that she was when she fell asleep. She looked around the room a bit, as she gathered up the strength to get up. She sat up and noticed that Tony wasn't there. The bedroom door was opened, so Kate leaned forward to get a view of the living room. She had to get on her hands and knees in order to keep looking, and that was when she spotted Tony, and Tony spotted her. He was reading a magazine, his feet up on the coffee table. He smiled at her. "Finally awake? It's ten-o-clock. You must have been reeeally comfortable..." he smirked.
Kate gave him a sarcastic smile and got out of bed. She didn't bother changing or brushing her hair, she went straight out to the living room and sat next to Tony. She sat for a second looking at the magazine as well. He was looking at cars. Figures.
She looked down at her feet that she had subconsciously put up on the coffee table along with Tony's.
"Oh God," she said, "I think you're rubbing off on me."
Tony laughed softly, then turned to page to reveal a red motorcycle. "You know," he sighed, "I've always wanted one of these."
Kate peered back over to the magazine page. "How much is it?"
"Let's...see..." Tony murmured as he ran his finger down the page. "Wow, it's pretty cheap. $3,000."
"That's pretty good. What store are you looking at?"
"Battley Cycles."
"Hey, there's one of those not too far from here, I drive by it everyday."
"Wanna stop by and see if they have it?"
"Sure," Kate smiled.
At the shop
"You like it?" the salesman asked. He was a short, pudgy man with a stubbly chin and dark hair. Tony sat on the motorcycle, steadying himself.
"Yeah, it's perfect."
"I like it too," Kate added.
The salesman held out a clipboard and a pen to Tony. Tony told the pen and without hesitation, scribbled his name on the empty line.
"Gonna take it for a spin, now?"
Tony raised his eyebrows at the salesman, and then at Kate. He patted the back of the seat. "Well, you gonna hop on, Kate?"
She smirked, at first just standing there but then sitting on the motorcycle with him.
"You're gonna have to hang onto me," Tony said.
Kate sighed and wrapped her arms around him. "I better not hear about this from people at work."
Tony laughed and drove off. He drove slowly down the pavement of the shop, then slowly sped up as he got to the bigger roads. Their surroundings slowly got more deserted, and the roads got even wider.
"We're not going on the highway, are we?" Kate moaned loudly so Tony could hear her.
"You bet we are!" Tony laughed, speeding down the stretch of empty road.
He wanted to thrill her. Maybe it would prove to her that he really cared about her, somehow. It would prove that he enjoyed her presence, and wanted to have fun with her.
He did care about her. Much more than he did about Vivian. He cared about Kate's health; her well being. Her emotions. She was his partner and it was his duty to care for her and protect her, so he couldn't help it. Now he had gotten used to it. The one thing that he was afraid of was letting her slip away, especially on his watch. He found himself being possessive of her. They were her jokes he heard and laughed at everyday. Her hands holding her gun next to his. And now it was her sleeping body next to his; her face he woke up to everyday. She was his.
He knew he couldn't blow this. Tony wouldn't dare try to control her. They were partners, closer than most. He couldn't do that to her.
Kate screamed over the noise of the engine, and Tony wasn't sure if it was out of fear or enjoyment. He slowed down gradually.
"You alright?"
Kate laughed. "Yeah, yeah," she sighed.
He exited the freeway and headed back towards the shop to go get their car.
Kate was noticing how close they were getting, and not just physically. It was weird, she didn't even mind crossing these boundaries with him. One week ago she would have. And one week ago Tony would find this whole affair to be flirty. From the evidence she saw, Kate was getting the impression that he was taking this opportunity to become more mature. he probably wasn't doing it on purpose, but she appreciated it anyway. Now Kate was positive that Tony was the right person to have around all the time. She was sure that she could talk to him about anything now. This was a connection she hadn't had with someone in a while.
"I think we're the most inseparable people on our team," Kate said cheerily. She could see Tony's cheekbones rise from behind him. He was smiling.
"Inseparable? ...Sounds about right."
Kate laughed, and Tony laughed along with her.
When they arrived at the shop and parked the motorcycle, Tony told Kate, "Hey, you know, I can drive the car and you can take the motorcycle back home..."
"Haha, funny," Kate said, already speed walking to the car.
Back home
"Can I have lettuce on mine?" Tony asked. They were in the kitchen together, Kate was making the sandwiches and Tony was handling the chips and drinks.
"Kay," she said, putting the top piece of bread on her own sandwich before starting Tony's. She was having ham and cheese. Tony was having ham and cheese... and lettuce, apparently.
As he poured two glasses of orange soda, Tony noticed he was happier than he had been in a while. He was glad to be here, he loved his new home, and he loved having someone like Kate around. Someone who was helpful and funny at the same time. Someone who accepted the situation for what it was, and wasn't afraid to put it out there in words. Especially this particular situation.
"You really think we're inseparable?" Tony asked after a period of silence. Kate smiled at him.
"Of course, look at us." She set the sandwiches on Tony's plates and brought them over to the table, leaving Tony to smile and think for another second about it.
Monday morning
"Hey, look, it's our first day walking into work together," Tony noted as they walked into the elevator in the NCIS HQ.
"Gonna mark it down on your calendar?" Kate teased.
As soon as the elevator doors opened and revealed Tony and Kate together, people nearby turned to each other and started whispering.
Tony and Kate continued to walk out anyway, giving each other confused looks. One rather loud whisperer said, "Yeah, they're the ones who live together. I think they're dating."
Kate spun around to try to identify who said it. Everyone turned away. Kate turned back and looked up at Tony. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah," he said casually, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, we should stop rumors from spreading," Kate said. They both walked to their separate desks and were now talking across the bullpen.
Tony walked slowly and sat on the edge of Kate's desk. The conversation had brought up many thoughts in his head that he couldn't brush away. Kate and he had grown to become comfortable with each other, even if it was against Kate's will. That one fear, always in the back of his head, came to the front and center of his mind.
Losing her. How could he make sure that he could keep her?
"Maybe we should let them. Maybe...it's best that way."
The words just came out of his mouth, but he didn't regret them. He felt his face get hot for a split second, but then he calmed down.
Kate scoffed, smiling down at her desk.
Tony smirked at her and she stared right back until Gibbs came strolling into the bullpen, coffee in his hand. "Marine found dead in his house. Grab your gear."
That evening
"Ready to go to bed?" Tony asked. He was sitting on the couch, just turning off the tv and Kate was in the bathroom, brushing her teeth. As she rinsed and wiped off her mouth, Tony got up and walked in the bathroom. Kate turned to him and smiled. "This time you definitely won't argue when I sleep closer to you."
Kate tilted her head at him. Tony cupped her face in his hands and leaned in close. "Let's go to bed. You look tired."
"Do I look tired enough to have to be carried to bed?"
Tony bent down and lifted Kate by her thighs. She clung to his neck and he carried her to bed. He gently set her down on the bed, himself laying down shortly after. He covered both of them with the blankets, and they both settled with their faces centimeters apart.
"Kiss goodnight?" Tony offered. Kate giggled softly as he pressed his lips to hers briefly.
They fell asleep in each others arms, something they would do every night for years to come.