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Being in hospital was one of the most boring places that anyone could be. And Tony had been to boring places before. Hell, even work was boring some of the times, but while he lay in bed, all he wanted to do was get out of there and to work. He didn't care if it meant he had to do paperwork, as long as it meant getting out of there, and doing something.

'Hey, Tony! Wocha doing?' a bouncing Abby exclaimed as she entered the hospital room.

'What does it look like I'm doing?' he asked, pointing at the TV on the opposite wall with the remote control.

'Still watching TV?' Abby asked, perching on the bed with him.

'What else?' he replied.

It was now 5 days since he had been admitted into the hospital, and truth be told, he was fine. The doctors had told him that morning that his chicken pox was almost non-existent and that the scar on his head was healing nicely. However, when he asked when he could get out of there, he had gotten the predictable reply of 'in a couple of days.'

But Tony was getting bored of the place. So he told the doctor that he wanted to go home that day. After a couple of lectures of what he was in for, Tony has countered with the fact that the doctor himself said he was fine, and all he did in hospital was sit here, something he could do at home. Dr. Christianson had told him that although he would not recommend it, he was ready to be discharged from hospital if he really wanted to. He really did.

'So, what's new?' Tony asked his daily visitor. It was just past 2 o'clock, and he knew that Abby didn't follow any routine, popping in to see him whenever she felt like it.

'Nothing really. Got a new case, but Gibbs got everyone to the scene just as I left, so I figured I could get back there before they would. Even if I don't, no biggie.' Abby blabbered, shrugging, knowing that Gibbs wouldn't do anything to her. She leaned back in the bed on which Tony was sitting on, leaning back in the same fashion as her.

'God, I hate daytime television. No wonder Gibbs hasn't retired yet. There's nothing to do!' he exclaimed. Abby laughed, pulling out his PSP from behind her back.

'What about this?' she asked, switching it on.

'Gets boring after a while. The screen's too small. Even watching movies on that is useless.' He grumbled. Abby leaned her head onto his shoulder.

'Can't you get out of here? I mean, you can walk out and about. Can't you, like, get out of here, and then come back later?' she asked. Tony gave her a weird look.

'If I could, would I be here now? Anyways, I'm in hospital for a reason. And there's nothing good about this place.' He whined.

'Hmm. That's true. Man, I feel sorry for you. I mean, I felt sorry for you since you got ill, but now I feel really, really sorry for you.' Abby sympathised with him. There was silence for a little while, the only noises coming from the TV or from the games console and Abby making grunting sounds at the game.

'So… how are you and McGee going?' Tony asked the Goth. She took her eyes off of the game momentarily to glance at him, only to see he hadn't taken his eyes off of the TV himself.

'We're fine. Why do you ask?' she replied cautiously.

'Just, you know.' When she looked like she didn't know, Tony continued. 'You mentioned you were going out with him once, but I haven't heard anything about it since then…' he said, probing around for answers.

'Maybe that's cos I don't wanna tell you.' She suggested. Tony gave her a look, leaning away from the bed to get a good look at her.

'And why wouldn't you wanna tell me? Abby! If there's something I'm in need off, it's gossip.' He exclaimed. Abby smiled.

'Maybe it's cos I don't want you to hurt Timmy.' When Tony shot her a look from his place on the other side of the bed, where he had moved to now, she nodded. 'I'm not stupid, Tony. I know you.'

'I wouldn't hurt him, per se. more like, threaten him until he cries…' he smirked as Abby chucked his pillow at him. 'Hey! I was kidding!'

'No, you weren't! This is why I told Kate not to say anything. Not like she would anyways. We both know what you're like.'

'And what's that?' he probed.

'Chauvinistic.' She simply said.

'I am not!' when Abby gave him a 'yeah right' look, which looked almost identical to Kate's funnily enough, he persisted with it. 'I am not! It's just that I don't think that… McGee is very… your type… and that he… he's….' Tony looked down and then finally at the remote still in his hand. 'That he's good enough for you.' He added somewhat shyly.

Abby looked at him for a moment before letting a breath out. She couldn't stay mad at him for long. He was like the big brother that she never had, and right now he was acting like it.

'Even if he isn't, Tony, it's not gonna stop me, you know that. And anyway, who said that there was anything going on in the first place?' she asked him, using her polite voice, which kind of freaked Tony out.

'You did.' Abby gave him a 'did I?' look, and Tony thought about it. 'Yeah, you did. When you came to my place the first time. And just now you said that you told Kate not to tell me anything.'

'Doesn't mean anything. I could've just been going out for a drink with a friend. And I tell Kate not to tell you a lot of things.' She shrugged. Tony looked at her incredulously.

'You tell Kate to keep secrets from?' he asked.

'Well, yeah. There's something called privacy, Tony!'

'There's something called honesty! I can't believe she doesn't tell me! And she goes on about how people have to be honest in a relationship. Ha!' Tony rambled on.

'It's not her secret to tell, anyways.' Abby countered. Tony opened his mouth to reply, but found that he couldn't argue with that. Instead he went back to the beginning.

'So, you and McGee then?' he asked.

'Nothing to tell, Tony. And I'm being serious here. There's nothing to tell.' She sighed a bit, and Tony got the hint to leave it alone, not before making a mental note to remember to ask Kate about it.

'Fine.' Tony replied just as a nurse came in to check up on him. Abby immediately jumped off of the bed and Tony sat up straighter. She did all the necessary stuff before writing it all down. She then faced Tony.

'I will tell Dr. Christianson that you're ok to go home. You need to fill in some release forms, and have someone to take you home. You won't be allowed to drive for at least a couple of weeks, possibly longer.' She informed him.

'Sure. That's fine. As long as I can get out of here.' He replied, smiling his smile. The nurse smiled back and left, leaving Abby with Tony.

'I thought you said that you couldn't leave?' Tony shrugged in response. 'Tony!'

'What? The nurse said I was good enough to go home!' he argued.

'Does Kate know?' she asked, knowing very well what the answer was.

'She will when she comes to pick me up.' He replied sweetly.

'Yeah, cos she's gonna let you leave before the doctor's let you.' Abby said sarcastically. Tony threw her a look.

'The doctor is letting me. And she will.' Tony thought about it for a moment. 'Won't she?' It was Abby's turn to shrug as she came to sit on the bed with Tony, picking up the PSP once again.

--

Abby had gotten back to her lab an hour later. When she had entered her lab, she wasn't surprised to see McGee already at work there.

'Hey, McGee! What ya got there?' she asked, coming into her office as per usual.

'Just some details that Gibbs wanted to run a scan on. I got started on it… as you weren't here… but you can take over now… cos you're here now…' he said, tripping over his own words. Abby smiled, liking that fact that she made him so shy around her.

Maybe he does like me…

'Ok.' She chirped, her fingers flying on the keyboard.

'So… how was Tony?' McGee asked.

'Yeah, he was good. Gonna get out soon. Can't wait to have him back here.' She mused. After a moment, she looked at McGee, expecting him to agree.

'Yeah, it'll be good to have him back.' He said distractedly.

'Ok, McGee. What is it?' Abby asked, turning to face him, arms crossed. McGee shifted a bit and looked down.

'I'm not saying this in a bad way, but there's something about Morreau that I just don't like.' He said in a hushed tone, coming close to make sure that no-one else heard.

'Yeah?' Abby asked curiously, always intrigued by gossip. 'Why not?'

'I dunno. And there's some kind of tension between him and Kate. It's weird. And uncomfortable.' He explained. The Goth's eyebrows were raised into her fringe.

'Really?' she asked. When McGee shrugged and nodded, she thought about it. 'maybe she just doesn't like working with Jack.' She conspired.

'No, but she was ok with him until last week.' He said, shaking his head.

'Last week, huh? Like when Tony had his accident?' Now McGee's eyebrows were raised.

'Yeah! As a matter of fact, it was that day that they were a bit weird. And then when Kate came back.' Abby frowned at the situation. 'What?'

'Kate hasn't mentioned anything to me. Maybe something major's going on…' she thought about it. 'Did they have a fight?'

'Not that I know of.'

'I just don't know then. I would say that maybe they're sneaking around, but Kate wouldn't do that.' McGee shook his head along with her. 'I just don't know, Timmy. We'll havta keep our eyes and ears open for any clues.' He nodded with her.

About 5 minutes later, Kate herself came downstairs to see what else they had for them.

'We're getting nowhere, so I'd thought that maybe you could help us out a bit?' she said to Abby, smiling.

'You can't sweet-talk evidence out of me, Kate.' She laughed, as Kate shook her head.

'Do you have anything for me?'

'Not really. This takes time, Kate. Even Gibbs gave me an hour, and that's a lot of time for him.' She mentioned. Kate shook her head and leaned against the table that she was working on, as the forensic scientist had sent McGee to her office to do some work, flipping open her cell phone.

'You went to see Tony?' she asked her best friend. Abby nodded. 'Everything alright?'

'Yeah, why wouldn't it be?' she gave a quick glance at her.

'Cos the hospital keeps on ringing me, but it's not the emergency number, so I haven't had time to find out what they want.' She explained.

'Kate, I'm sure that Gibbs would understand you answering a call from the hospital.' Kate shrugged.

'Yeah, well, it's no big deal. We said that we'd keep personal from work, and recently it's been too mixed up.' she found the number that she had been looking for in her cell and rang it, waiting for someone to pick up.

Abby had an inkling to why the hospital had been ringing, but she thought that she would let Kate find out by herself, just in case she was wrong. Plus this way, she wouldn't get caught up in it.

'You have got to be kidding me.' Kate murmured as she hung up the phone. Abby pretended no to hear. 'Did you know about this?' Kate asked her.

'About what?' she replied innocently.

'About Tony getting discharged today.'

'Uh… kinda.' Kate shot her an 'and you didn't tell me?' look. 'In my defence, Kate, I was going to tell you when you mentioned Tony, but when you did, you were phoning the hospital anyways, so I though that they could let you know instead cos it would be easier.' She finally breathed.

'Fine.' She said, accepting her answer. 'I still don't think that he should be at home. He's in hospital for a reason.' She sighed.

'Yeah, well if you saw how depressed Tony looked in there, you would change your mind.' Abby countered.

'I doubt it.' Kate scoffed. 'Guess I'm gonna havta head over there after work, then.'

'You're not gonna make him stay there, are you?' Abby asked, in fear for what Kate could make Tony do.

'What do you think, Abby?' Kate asked sceptically. Abby honestly didn't know what she thought.

--

Tony was sitting on the chair in his room, reading a not really interesting crime novel. It was just past 5.30, but he didn't notice. Time didn't seem to have a pace in the hospital.

'What the hell, DiNozzo?' Kate exclaimed as she entered the room. Tony looked up from his book to his girlfriend.

'You found out.' He stated.

'Yeah, I found out. You're just lucky that I can't slap you upside the head right now!' she sighed as Tony self-consciously reached up to his head. The bandages were gone, but the plaster was still there.

'So… you come take me home?' Tony asked, flashing his smile at her. She gave him an annoyed look as she sat on his bed.

'No. I came to talk you out of this.' She snapped. Tony frowned.

'You can't talk me out of this, Katie. I've made my mind up.'

'And you can't get out of here unless you convince me otherwise.' She smiled back at him. Tony's face fell when he realised that she was right. There was no other way that they would let him home. Unless…

'If you don't take me, I'll get Abby to.' Kate raised an eyebrow.

'Seriously? You think Abby would take you home?' her tone was mocking.

'Yeah…' Tony wasn't so sure anymore. They both stared at each other, neither one of them wanting to back down. 'Kate…'

'Tony…' she replied.

'Please?' Tony's voice was sweet and innocent, and along with his angel-like face, Kate reluctantly backed down.

'Fine.' She sighed exasperatedly. 'Fine. But one sign that you shouldn't be at home, and I'm bringing you right back here. Ok?'

'Ok!' Tony nodded, ready to agree to anything.

'Good. Just remember this moment ok? Cos I have a feeling that it has 'I told you' written all over it.' Kate told him. Tony threw her a 'ha ha' look and Kate smiled back. 'Have you signed the release forms?'

'Yep, there're right next to you.' He pointed at the bedside table. Kate picked it up. 'You need to sign the bottom of it.' Kate nodded and started to read it. 'Just sign it, will you?!' Tony sighed after a while. She looked at him threw her eyelashes.

'I'm gonna read it before I sign it, Tony. Unless there's something in here that you don't want me to read…' she arched an eyebrow, as Tony raised his hands in a surrendering gesture.

'I just wanna get out of here as soon as I can, Katie, honey. Trust me, after 5 days; this room turns into a psych one.' He shuddered at the thought and Kate laughed before signing it herself.

'Fine. Now you have to pack everything up.' She instructed.

'Done and done!' he smiled, pointing at the bag on the other chair.

'Huh! You were pretty sure of yourself, weren't ya, DiNozzo?' she asked. Tony nodded, still smiling. 'Jerk.' She murmured.

'Yeah, love you, too.' He replied. She shot him a look that told him to shut up.

'So you keep saying.' She muttered again.

'What?' he asked, not quite hearing her. He was now standing up, coming behind her.

'Nothing. Let's just get out of here.' She adjusted her words, picking up the forms. 'I'll be right back.'

When Kate came back, she had a nurse with her too, who had to check up on Tony. With all the done, she gave the two of them instructions of what he could and could not do, and the medication that he needed to take.

'You'll need to come back next week to get those stitches taken out. Other than that, you're free to go.' The nurse told them.

Wanting to get out of there as soon as he could, Tony slipped a nice 'goodbye' and 'thanks' before slinging am arm around Kate's shoulder's and guiding her out of the hospital.

'Cold you have been any more rude?' Kate asked him when they reached her car.

'Uh… rude? I could've just left, or even hit on the nurse. That's rude you know. But nope, what I did was polite.' He argued back, jumping into the car.

'No, you were rude. You're lucky that you were ill; otherwise I doubt that they would've tolerated it.'

'I wasn't rude! Ok, maybe a tiny, incy, wincy, bit. But, even if I wasn't that ill, they wouldn't have anything. I could sweet-talk myself out of anything.' He said proudly. Kate scoffed for the second time that day.

'I really don't think that you could.'

'Yeah, I can.'

'Not possible, Tony. There are people out there that would just love to kick your ass.' She sang.

'No way, Kate. There might be people out there who want to kill me, but I don't think I'll come across them soon. Plus, I'm sure I could sweet-talk half of them too.' He smiled.

'That's cos that half are the girls that you dumped. Or dumped you.' She smirked.

'That I dumped.' He corrected.

'Or that they were married. Meaning that there are a lot of guys out there for you too.' She laughed as they neared her apartment.

'That's only happened once.' He thought about it. 'Yeah, once. And that was ages ago, and nothings happened so far, so I think I'm safe there.'

'Ages ago? I swear it was just last year…' Kate reminisced.

'I think I would remember that, Kate. And anyways, we got together last year.'

'We got together 6 months ago.' She replied, annoyed.

'Yeah, but technically, it was last year. You think I would forget?'

'Knowing you, I wouldn't be surprised.' She murmured, pulling up in front of her place.

'Well, I haven't forgotten.' He said as they got out of the car.

'Give it a couple more months, you will.' She told him over the car.

'Will not.' He snapped, grabbing his bag and then walked behind Kate to the door.

'Will too.'

'Will not!'

'Will too!' they argued as they entered her home.

'Will not! And you'll see.' He added before she could say anything.

'Fine, we'll see.' They entered her main living area, where Kate dumped her own bag and went to eh kitchen for something to eat and drink.

'That is if we last that long.' He yelled after her. She poked her head through the door with water in her hands.

'You planning on breaking up with me, DiNozzo?' she asked with her eyebrow raised.

'If you give me a reason to, I will.' He informed her.

'More like if you give me a reason to, I'll break up with you.' Her voice came from behind the door.

'And why would I do that for?'

'Let's just say, that with your track record with girls, it seems as if it's a possibility.' She said. Surprising to Tony, and to herself, her voice remained the same, playful, as if she knew that it wouldn't happen.

'C'mon Kate. It's been 6 months. This is my longest relationship to date. You really think it's a possibility?' Kate had now come into the living room where Tony was, and she could hear the hurt in his voice. Suddenly she felt bad for suggesting such a thing.

'No, I don't.' she said honestly.

'Seriously?' he asked. Kate came up in front of him and looked him in the eyes to show him that she wasn't lying.

'Seriously.' She whispered before leaning in to kiss him. He complied, having gone too long without doing so. The kiss heated up until, finally, Kate pushed him away, causing him to groan.

'Kate…' he whined, trying to capture her lips again. She pulled away ever further.

'No, Tony. You know how that's gonna end up, and it's not negotiable.' She told him in a script voice, causing Tony to pout.

'First it was cos I was ill, then I was in hospital, now I'm out of hospital and I'm fine. Why not?' he argued, not willing to let it go.

'Cos you just got out of hospital. Now, sit down and eat. You're supposed to be resting.' She pointed to the other end of the couch that she was sitting on.

'I've been resting for the last week or so. Let me stand for a little while. I feel as if I haven't used my legs in months!' he admitted.

'There's a reason why you have been 'resting for the last week or so'. Now sit and eat.' She said, pointing to the small snacks that she had brought from the kitchen.

'Where'd you get that from? It's not something that you would have…' he asked, picking up some chips and finally sitting down.

'From your place. Abby and I…' she faltered for a word. '… cleared your place and we decided to throw the food away or take whatever was there that wouldn't go out of date soon. I figured I'd take whatever you love to eat seeing as you'd be staying here to keep you happy for the time being.' She teased.

'You're too good to me.' He sighed, pulling her closer. She went gratefully.

'Don't I know it. I should just let you suffer on your own, seeing as you're too stubborn for your own good.' She faux moaned.

'You can speak.' Tony laughed back, gently twirling her hair. 'If I'm not wrong, you're the one that gets her way all the time. Thus, you're the stubborn one.'

'I'm not stubborn. I'm just persuasive.' Kate said. Tony laughed.

'Sure you are.' He laid a sweet kiss on her head before switching on the TV to give them a reason to lie on the couch like they were.

So this is my longest Chapter to date! I just couldn't end it! I wanted to go on but then I wouldn't have updated!

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Please say you liked it – I know it wasn't my best or anything interesting – but next chapter will be! And that's a PROMISE!

Tiana xXx