Disclaimer: See chapter I

A/N: None really... just that chapter II is here.

Chapter II

When Kate reached her apartment, she was not surprised to see Luke already there waiting patiently for her. Kate knew from the look on his face that he wanted to know what had happened between her boss and Kate since he knew she was going to tell him about her resignation today. "How did he take it?" Luke asked quietly, he didn't want to press her for an answer, she would tell him when she was ready. "He didn't, I didn't get the chance to tell him, he went back into MTAC and still had not come out when I had left," she replied.

"Hey, let's not talk about this right now! I'll deal with it when I have to and besides Gibbs won't even realise I'm gone until he solves this high priority case he's working on," Kate said to him. "I hope you're right, Kate, or else you know how moody Gibbs can get and I do not want to be on the receiving end of that bad mood," Luke smiled in return. He had never met Gibbs before but what Kate had told him about Gibbs's moods was more than enough. It was not something he wanted to experience for himself. "Let's get a bottle of wine and then we can have that candlelit dinner you've been promising me for a while now.

Just as they were about to have desert Kate heard a knock on her door. Luke had heard it as well and stood up to answer it. He did not even bother to look through the peephole and see who it was or even ask Kate if she was expecting any other guests. He simply yanked the door open, letting in one extremely pissed off Special Agent.

Not caring about who was there or how loud and obnoxious he sounded, Gibbs stormed in and immediately zoned in on Kate. He saw that Kate had company but he really did not give a damn at that exact moment. He was too infuriated to worry about who was going to witness the scene that was about to take place.

"What the hell is this?" he waved a sheet of paper angrily above his head, making his way toward her. "I would assume it's a sheet of paper, Gibbs," she replied while smiling dopily, the effects of the alcohol now making its presence known. Her answer did not amuse him at all. It simply pissed him off even more, if that was even possible. She figured it was either the paper from the envelope she had left on his desk or her resignation letter she had handed in to Director Morrow a week ago.

Seeing the look on his face, she decided to settle on the resignation letter. By now, he was standing right in front of her and even in her slightly drunk state, she could feel the anger radiating from his body. He caught her by the elbow and led her to the bedroom that was furthest from where an astounded Luke was still standing. He made sure they were both completely inside the room before slamming the door shut, making a few of the picture frames on the wall shudder.

"When were you planning on telling me about this, Special Agent Todd?" he asked her, his voice unnaturally quiet, "or were you even planning on telling me?" The second question triggered her anger "Gibbs, I tried telling you about it these past two weeks but you were too busy with your high profile case to even notice what the rest of your team was doing!" she spat back at him. It was true – he had simply given his team instructions every morning and then disappeared into MTAC or the Director's office, often only coming out long after the bullpen was empty and when only a handful of agents remained to complete their paperwork.

He also remembered her coming to him on several occasions wanting to talk about something really important but at that point, there was nothing more crucial for him than solving the case he was working on. He had promised her time and again he would discuss it at the end of the day, only to find he would come out of MTAC long after normal working hours and all his agents gone.

He had never made an honest attempt to see what was on his agent's mind. "Still," he thought to himself "she had no business going over my head to the director and handing in her resignation." She did not belong to the director, okay well technically she did, but she was on his team and she belonged to him.

"That still does not give you the right to step over my head and hand this in," he waved the sheet of paper in front of her face once again, "to the director. I made the decision to hire you and I am the only one who can accept or decline this," he finished his voice becoming louder with every syllable.

"Well too bad, Special Agent Gibbs, your decision doesn't count because Director Morrow has already accepted it," she said heatedly, enjoying the look of anger on her boss's face. "Now I suggest you leave, since I have company and it's very rude of me to leave him unattended," she continued when he did not say anything for a long few seconds.

"Fine," he stepped up into her personal space and his body was a mere inch away from hers; like the way they sometimes stood at work. The speed of her breathing increased along with her heart rate. It was unnerving for her to be in such close proximity to her boss and even in this weird situation, she still felt the thrill of having him so close to her. "Then go to him," he said as he sidled even closer to her.

He slowly moved his face closer to hers, and her breathing became erratic and short and he could see her chest rise and fall faster than he had ever seen it before. Her eyes closed in automatic response to his actions as she waited for him to make his next move. She did not want him to see the desire she held in her heart for him, as she was afraid he did not feel the same way about him.

He left her hanging like that for a few minutes before he retreated from her space and made his way back to the door. "I hope you're happy with your decision," he said as he left her standing in her bedroom. Kate was surprised to see him leave as quickly as he did. She had expected more than just a few heated words. She had expected him to come in with guns blazing and with more of a fight than he had given her. (So did I) She was really confused by his behaviour, but as she stepped out of the room, she saw Luke and she knew she had to make this work.

"I guess he didn't take it too well, then!" Luke said as he saw her pale expression. "Nope, he did not," she replied affirming his statement. "Why don't we just continue with dessert," she said hoping it would get the thoughts of Gibbs invading her personal space out of her mind. "Sure" he replied and returned with two bowls of coffee flavoured ice cream and chocolate wafers

"I need to talk to him," was the only thought that invaded Kate's mind that night as she lay tossing and turning in bed. This was definitely more difficult than she had initially thought it would be.

Thank you to my beta for putting up will all my mistakes and giving me suggestions.

As usual feedback is appreciated.

till next time

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