Hey Guys!

This is my first fic. Don't know if that means anything, but just thought you should know.

I wont ask for any amount of reviews before I update. Somebody at sometime in the future will come along and read it.

Yeah, so I'm not sure where I'm going to go with this, if you have any suggestions let me know.

DISCLAIMER: Dammit, where did I put those ownership rights?

Lastly, really sorry if this resembles a story of yours, totally unintentional. No plagiarism intended.

Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Today

Kate Todd cried on her way to work. Today was the one year anniversary of his death. She tried to get there really early in the hopes that she could throw herself into her work and forget that he wasn't there. She checked and reapplied her makeup before getting out and walking towards the security gate.

"You're here early, Ms. Todd."

"Yeah, John. Busy, Busy, Busy."

"Have a good day, Ms. Todd."

"You too." With that, she got past security and headed to the elevator and rode up to the bullpen. She noticed that a man was standing next to Tony's old desk. Just standing and staring.

Well, that's odd, she thought.

"Sir? Can I help you?"

Tony whirled around and smiled sheepishly at her.

"Uhhh, Hi, Kate."

Kate stopped dead in her tracks. She stared. And stared. Finally, she pinched herself hard enough that the pain would wake her up if she was dreaming. That test having failed, she turned back around and took the elevator back down to Abby's lab. She walked in and sat down underneath Abby's desk, drew her knees up to her chest, and started rocking back and forth, all the while letting silent tears flow down her cheeks.

10 minutes later, Abby walked in.

"Kate! What's wrong?!"

"T-Tony………"

Of course! Abby mentally smacked herself. She should have known the year death-i-versary would hit Kate really hard. She sat down next to Kate and held her as she cried.

Kate was convinced that her mind was playing tricks on her. How could it be him? Ducky did his autopsy, she saw him go into the warehouse, he's dead. Her mind was cruel.

Upstairs, Tony was frantic. Where did she go? He racked his brains. Of course! He ran down the stairs towards Abby's lab.

"Kate? Kate!" he burst through the doors. Abby turned around slowly. There was no way, was there?

"TONY!" She hugged him so hard, he thought his ribs might break.

"How the hell-"she started but then stopped at the look of intense concern on his face.

"Kate, are you okay?"

Kate was thoroughly confused. The way she saw it, there were three options. First, she was dreaming. Second, she was hallucinating. Third, he was actually alive. She knew she wasn't dreaming, her hair trick from before proved that. Since Abby seemed to be seeing him as well, she couldn't be hallucinating. Who was it that said that when you eliminate all other possibilities, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the solution?

"Tony?" She slowly walked towards him. Reaching him, she ran her hands over his chest, poking and prodding. "You're not a hallucination."

He laughed softly. "No, no I'm not."

Without warning, all the pain, sorrow, and grief she had felt over the past year morphed into anger. She hit him, hard.

"Do- THUD

"You-THUD

"Realize-THUD

"What-THUD

"I've-THUD

"Been-THUD

"Through! THUD THUD THUD.

"Kate, the president called- I had to- please…"

Kate stopped short.

"What?"

"I guess I kinda deserved that. I never wanted any of this, Kate. I'm so sorry. Please, just let me explain. See, about a week before I was 'killed', I got this anonymous call from a person who told me… who told me you were hurt and to go to this place to help you. So I did and kinda got kidnapped by Secret Service who took me to the president.. the freakin' president Kate.. he told me that my father the mob boss, see my grandfather was a mafia boss in Italy and my father carried on the family tradition, one of the main reasons I went into law enforcement, well anyway, he had now grown to a very high national security status and he needed to be brought down. He thought I should do it. So I called them, told them, told them,… told them bad things. They staged my death, and I went to work for them. After I got to the top, I collected the evidence and hightailed it. Last night, I got here about 8:30 and the director staged a takeover and we busted their asses then I crashed on her couch and now I'm here." He finished his ramble and looked at them expectantly. "Uh…so… yeah." He finished lamely.

Kate couldn't decide what she should say. Should she comfort him, or ask for details, or what?

She was saved by the loud, gruff voice of her boss.

"Abby…Abs.. Is Kate down here?"

Gibbs walked through the door, coffee and caff-pow in hand.

"Hi boss!"

Gibbs stopped and turned on his heel.

"DiNozzo. You're dead."

"I assure you, I am very much alive."

Gibbs walked up to him and head-slapped him.

"Oww, boss! What was that for?"

"Yep. It's you. Explain."

"Can I please, please, please wait for Ducky and McGee? It's a bit of a long story."

Gibbs looked at him.

Tony sighed and recounted his story. Gibbs listened attentively, but when Tony told the part involving the Director his eyes flashed with an anger that Tony had come to realize as pre- head slap. He was unsure why his boss looked that way but shrugged it off.

Gibbs turned on his heel wordlessly and stalked.

"So Kate, What did I miss?"

"Ummmm, you know, same old same old."

"A whole year and you've got nothing to tell me?"

Kate was saved from answer by Ducky coming in.

"Hey, Ducky. Long time no see."

Ducky stared at Tony. "I did your autopsy, m'boy."

"No, actually that was another Tony DiNozzo."

"Teeth don't lie."

"They made a copy of my teeth and stuck them in the head of another man."

"Sounds like you have a right good story to tell, young man. You know, this reminds me of a story…"

Ducky rambled on as Kate leaned over to whisper in Tony's ear: "Count on Ducky to have a story about the dead coming back to life."

Tony laughed. "Yeah. I missed his stories. I missed you, I missed Abby, McGee, everyone, everything. Hell, I think I even missed Gibbs' head-slaps. It was hell over there, Kate."

She gave him a hug and buried her face in his neck."I missed you too."

A/N:I did not want to end it there, but If I didn't I probably wouldn't update for the next… a long time.

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