Author's Note:: My other Tate (Tony/Kate) fic is on hold for now while I'm a little busy, however I did manage to find this. It's based from an RP I was doing with a friend. This is set probably during Season Three of NCIS. No Ziva, or at least as a main character, sorry Ziva fans but I'm a true Tate shipper. Enjoy though, and remember reviews are love.

Disclaimer; I own not one thing, DPB and the crew of NCIS own.

She looked over at him, across the space between their desks and she smiled a little, trying not to draw too much attention from Gibbs or McGee. She smiled softly and then looked down to her paperwork once again, continuing with the report she needed to work on for handing it in to Gibbs before she left for home. Tony grinned as he tapped at his keys and no sooner had he finished, did Kate receive an IM from him.

So, you coming for dinner later, or not? :-)

Was what Kate was greeted with, when she opened the chat window. She gently glanced across to McGee, so not to draw suspicion to Tony from Gibbs before she raked her eyes back towards the actual perpetrator and began to tap on her own keyboard;

Do you even have to ask me that?

Before she picked up her pen again and began writing on the paperwork once more, as she heard Tony's fingers swiping at the letters on the keyboard. She glanced to the screen and saw the notification pop up, though she didn't open the window straight away and she saw Tony shifting agitated to await her response to his comment.

I'm just doing what Gibbs always tell me to do: be thorough.

She looked up to see Tony smirking at her, and she glared at him slightly. Usual Bullpen behaviour for the two of them.

- That only applies to cases, Tony.

- Oh, are you sure? I'm pretty certain you won't be supporting that claim in a few days...possibly...

- What's that supposed to mean?

- There are some things that are more sacred, Kate...

With that, Kate glanced up at Tony and she glared at him. Deep down she knew if they were the only two in the Bullpen at that moment, she would have flew over her desk so fast and climbed into his lap, for those said sacred things. But, while she was at work, she had to be Special Agent Caitlin Todd, the woman with a problem about sex before marriage to some degrees and a dislike for sexist pigs such as Tony. As soon as she was out of the Navy Yard gates, Kate could become whoever she wanted to be, herself. Not all that prude about things Tony often spoke about during work hours.

- Some things that you will never get the pleasure of experiencing.

- Well, I could just ask Steve to spare me those EXTREMELY intimate details again...your choice, Katie.

- You're trying to spark some kind of reaction in me, aren't you?

- What gave you THAT idea?

- YOU CALLED ME KATIE!

Tony chuckled to himself, and quickly forced himself silent as Gibbs glared over at him.

"Something you wanna share, DiNozzo?" he asked his Senior Field Agent.

"No Boss. Nothing that'd interest you anyway."

- Yeah, if it ain't wooden or something he can use his hands with, he's not interested in it.

Kate glanced over at Tony as she hit the send button for the IM about Gibbs. She quickly picked up her pen and scribbled her signature at the bottom of the page before dating and replacing the papers back into the manilla folder they came from, "I'm done here, Gibbs. Have a good weekend." she smiled, standing as she placed the folder onto their boss's desk and turning to her drawer to get out her purse and other items she always took home.

- Should I pick you up?

- Kate?

- KATE?

"WHAT, TONY?" she hissed at him as she shut down her PC.

"Nothing...uh, have a good weekend..." he responded quietly as the rest of the team flicked their glances between them both.

"I will." she replied, regaining her composure, before rounding her desk and heading towards the elevator, "Because you won't be in it..." she shot over her shoulder, but casually throwing him a wink and a smirk as she punched at the 'CALL' button on the wall before the doors pinged open and she stepped inside, her eyes locked on Tony's as she grinned until the doors closed over and she was heading down to the staff parking lot to leave for home.

Truthfully, Kate was scared out of her mind. Going over to Tony's for dinner outside of work hours was something she never would have done when she first started at NCIS, but she'd been there for nearing three years, and she'd wanted to have dinner alone with Tony for quite some time. Now, it was finally happening and she was worried about how it would go, if Gibbs would find out...millions of scenarios running through her mind and she moved through the lot to her car.

It took the length of time for Kate to get into her car, start the ignition and buckle herself in for Tony to call her from the elevator, "Hey, so you're still coming over? What time should I be expecting you?" he murmured down the phone to her.

"I can call you before I leave my apartment?" she suggested, "I really don't know how long I'll take to get ready, I...I need to shower..." she sighed and instantly regretted telling Tony that piece of information as she knew where his mind wandered most of the time.

"I hope you like pizza and San Miguel, Kate." he smiled to himself.

"I'm sure I will..." she smiled back and gently added, "I'll see you later then."

"Sure." he replied and gently hung up, a goofy smile etched to his face as he thought of the coming evening with Kate. He knew it would be a good night, even if they just sat and watched a football game on his TV. She meant a lot to him, and she hoped that feeling was mutual of him for her.