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Ok so I promised TATE fluff in here – so here it is!

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xXx Tiana

Kate drove Tony home in her car. It wasn't like Tony was going to trust her with his car anyways, and she really didn't want to argue with him. All the way to his apartment, Tony couldn't sit still.

'Tony! That is really distracting!' she snapped. He stayed still for a minute before moving again.

'I can't help it! You're seats are uncomfortable!' he complained. 'We should've taken my car. Now that's comfortable!'

'Yeah? Well, would you have let me drive it?' Tony didn't respond. 'Exactly. And seeing as Gibbs gave me the day off to take you home, this was the only way. So stop complaining!' she was already losing her cool with him.

'It's not my fault.' He mumbled, crossing his arms and sitting still. Kate looked over at him as they came to the traffic lights right before Tony's place. He looked like a kid. A kid with chicken pox she thought. That bought a smile to her face.

'Aw. I know it's not your fault, baby.' She cooed. Tony didn't move. She laughed as she pulled up to his apartment. 'C'mon. Let's get in there and make you comfortable.' Kate winked at the end of the sentence, causing Tony to follow her out of the car in sheer anticipation of her meaning of comfortable.

Surprisingly enough, Kate had Tony's keys and had opened his door long before he got there.

'How do you have my keys?' he asked her as he shut the door.

'You gave it to me.' She replied, dumping her bag on his recliner before sitting on the couch.

'Really? When?' he slumped on the couch next to her.

'We've been going out for over 6 months and now you ask me how I get through that door each time I come over?' she looked at him.

'What? I open the door each time. Don't I?' he scrunched his eyebrows to try and remember. After awhile, Kate laughed.

'You probably do. I dunno why you don't remember me having a key of yours. You have one of mine.' She shrugged.

'Yeah, but that's different.' He sighed while moving so he was lying on the couch, head on Kate's lap.

'How so?' she argued.

'It just is!' he hissed, not really knowing himself why. Kate laughed as Tony struggled to get comfortable. 'Damn these spots on my back!'

'Now there's a line I'd never thought I'd hear you say.' Kate murmured as Tony kept on tossing.

'Trust me. I'm gonna say a lot of things that I never thought I'd say while I'm ill.' He gave up and laid on his side. Kate ran her hand through his hair, allowing him to drift off to sleep.

It was a couple of hours later when Tony woke up, only to find that he was alone in him living room. Turning onto his back, he realised that he was covered in a blanket. Also that his back ached like never before.

'God! I'm getting old quicker than I thought I would.' He murmured. Slowly, he remembered how had ended up there. 'Katie?' he yelled towards the kitchen.

Kate actually was in the kitchen. She was leaning against the island in the middle, the laptop open in front of her, when she heard Tony yell for her. A small smile came onto her face.

'Coming.' She let him know. Kate quickly shut the page she was looking at on the net, switching off the laptop and shoving it to the end of the island where it seemed to lived. She walked out of the kitchen and then to the living room. 'Hey. You're finally awake.'

'What time is it?' Tony asked, not moving, but following Kate with his eyes as she sat on the armrest of the couch by his feet.

'Just past 1. How you feeling?'

'Crappy. My back hurts. I think I'm getting old.' He pouted. Kate laughed.

'Aw. That's ok. I'll take care of you. As for the getting old bit…' she shrugged.

'Gee, thanks Kate. That makes me feel better.' He said sarcastically.

'How about, when you're all better, I'll…uh…help you feel a bit… younger.' She winked at him as her voice dropped to a low seductive tone.

'Yeah? What's wrong with now?' he asked her, shooting her the infamous DiNozzo grin.

'You're ill.' She replied simply, smiling back. Tony's grin fell. 'You hungry?'

'Not really.' Tony stunned himself and Kate with his reply.

'Wow! Is Anthony DiNozzo actually not hungry?' Kate put on a shocked face. 'You must really be ill!' She leaned forward to check his temperature, but was caught by Tony's foot and pulled onto him. 'Tony!'

'Sì, mio amore?' he whispered to her as she had her face directly above his, their noses almost touching.

'Nothing.' She whispered before dropping a sweet kiss on his lips. She pulled back before he could get her to give him some more. 'Nuh uh! I don't really want your germs, honey.' She backed up a bit, sitting next to him on the couch, her arms on the back of it so that she could look at him.

'You know what I want?' Tony spoke up.

'No, I don't. What is it that you want?' Kate asked, running a hand down his chest. Tony looked at her suggestively, and Kate prepared for him to tell her something dirty.

'I want some…' he bit his bottom lip. 'Lasagne.'

'Lasagne?' Kate asked again, hoping she had heard right.

'Yes, Katie-pie,' she frowned at his nickname. 'Lasagne.'

'Why?'

'What do you mean why?' Tony frowned now. 'You asked me if I was hungry, and I want lasagne!' he nodded finally.

'But you said that you weren't hungry.' Kate argued back.

'I know. But now I want lasagne.'

'Why lasagne?'

'Cos I just do.'

'Well I don't know how to make lasagne.' Kate shrugged. Tony looked at her.

'How could I get with a girl who doesn't know how to cook?' he said in mock disappointment.

'Hey!' Kate hit his chest. 'I didn't say I can't cook. I just can't make lasagne. That's your speciality, remember?' Tony shook his head, while Kate rolled her eyes. 'How about we get some take out lasagne? Or from the store? What?' Kate asked when Tony looked at her wide eyed like it was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.

'No. I want homemade lasagne. It is only then that it tastes the best, Katie!' he moaned.

'Well, I don't know how to make it.'

'I do!' Tony told her.

'I know you do, but you're ill. You can't cook.'

'Well, then I'll just teach you! Yay! That'll be fun!' he said in an enthusiastic voice, trying to sit up.

'I dunno if that's a good idea, Tony.' Kate said worriedly.

'Why not? I'm fine!'

'Yeah, well, I was thinking about after we get it done. You might not be so fine then.' Tony grinned at her again.

'Why? What are you planning to do to me?' Kate smirked.

'Wouldn't you like to know?'

'You know I would.' He said as Kate got up. She sighed and offered him her hand. 'Yay! Lasagne!'

'What? Are you 5?' She asked him as he stood up.

'Apparently so.' He murmured as he reached to scratching his back.

'Don't!' she grabbed both of his hands and dragged him to the kitchen.

'Oh Katie! That's not fair! My back hurts and itches!'

'Sorry, but we don't want it to get infected, babes.'

'And then I'll die.' He mumbled as he sat on the stool by the island, pouting. Kate looked at him as she tied her hair up. Not the dying thing again she thought, sighing. She walked up to him, standing in front of him.

'You're not gonna die, Tony. It's just chicken pox.' She reassured him.

'But you heard what Ducky said.' He sighed now. Kate rolled her eyes and put her hands on either side of his neck and kissed him. Hard.

'There.' She said as they parted, foreheads resting. 'Now if you die, I'll die too. Ok?'

'I dunno. I might need some more reassuring.' Tony whispered. Kate laughed and back away.

'After we get this lasagne made.' At the sound of lasagne, Tony brightened up. Kate noticed it and smiled. 'So… what is up with the lasagne all of a sudden?'

'My mom used to make it when I got ill. It's kinda different you know, from the normal food people eat when they're ill.' He told her. Kate looked at him for a second. He looked lost in memory for a bit before smiling at her.

'Alright then. Let's get this lasagne made. I can't promise you it'll be good as your mom's. Or that it'll be good at all, but…'

'I'm sure it will be. I mean, I'm helping you aren't I?'

'And you're never wrong, are you?'

'I wasn't about us, was I?'

'Not yet.' Kate smiled, her eyes twinkling. Tony couldn't help but smile back, still wondering how he ended up with a girl like her.

Hope you liked that! It was totally TATE!

Please let me know if you preferred this chapter cos I wanna know if the next chapter that I've got planned (which will be a lot like this- full of TATE!) is good or if I should change it.

xXx Tiana