Kate sat up, and blinked. Her mouth tasted like an old wool sock. I don't remember getting drunk,' she thought fuzzily. She looked around trying to sort it out. She was still dressed, and Tony had an arm wrapped around her, but this wasn't her sofa. The lab? At work? Oh, yeah... the nightmares... it came flooding back in a rush, despite the last of the drug clogging her brain. It was all there now. She'd seen the whole story play out. She could even remember bits and pieces of it now; looking around the apartment when she first came in, apologizing for intruding while she snapped the scene. She inhaled sharply and levered herself up from the futon, disengaging Tony's arm. She started toward the door, then turned back to kiss him on the neck, whispering a loving thanks before heading to the bullpen.

Gibbs looked at the rumpled woman, blinking and shading her eyes and walking to her desk with a marked stagger. Kate -- what do you think you're doing?

Working. And trying not to puke. She sat down heavily and leaned her head on her arms.

What, precisely, would you be working on?

Kate gave him a slit-eyed glare. Just give me a minute, then I need to read a couple of things.

Listen, Wonder Woman, why don't you just start talking? I've been reading this shit for hours waiting for your nightmares to give us something. Trust me, if it's here, I know it.

Kate turned her head away from the blue gaze. She didn't want him to see the tears that were threatening to trickle down her cheeks. She was exhausted, and this whole experience had wrung her out. She was doing her best. Not to mention what was happening with her and Tony. She was falling in love with him and he was falling in love... she sat up slowly, smiling. He'd said it! Earlier, he'd said it, and she was so stoned out of her mind she didn't get to enjoy the moment! Oh, hell! This whole damn case was just so unfair! Wretched lot of lousy drug smugglers screwing up the beginning of a perfectly wonderful love affair! Of course, if she hadn't fallen, who knows how long it would have taken them to realize... Wait. Drug smugglers? Now how do I know that? I know there's that guy...

Gibbs watched Kate, she seemed tired and sad. Then as she sat up, her face became a wheel of expressions. After her odd statements, he decided it was time to interrupt her introspection. Kate? Earth to Kate.

Huh? Oh! What?

You said drug smugglers'.

Yeah. Something I just remembered. Kate grabbed a pencil and made a basic sketch of the man she had seen leaving 2F when she entered.

she said, handing the page to Gibbs, he's tall, mm, 6 foot 3 maybe, black hair and brown eyes. Very hard look to him, cruel. I'd say he's 28. She turned around and saw Tony leaning against the wall of his cubicle, just watching her. She couldn't quite decipher the look in his eyes, but it didn't stop her from walking up to him. Leaning close, she whispered in his ear, Just so you know, I'm falling in love with you, too. As she pulled back, she saw the slightly surprised look in his eyes turn to one of pure pleasure.

Gibbs walked back, ignoring the closeness of his two junior agents, choosing to focus on business instead. Now, what's this about drug smuggling?

Let me think a minute... Kate tried to walk through the early part of the dream again. There was arguing as I approached the door. I knocked and no one heard me the first time. I waited a minute and then knocked again louder. That time the door opened and that guy pushed past me, and Emily let me in. There was something about the kitchen that didn't look right. I was about to shoot it, but she kept steering me toward the window, saying that Lynn just went out for some air and must have slipped, would I please go check. Every time I tried to change the subject, she'd just become more insistent. I figured if I took the damn photos I could get more out of her and then... She took a deep breath. She was a little bit shaky, she still didn't like thinking about that fall. The argument I overheard included some references to moving merchandise', clean that meth up', and get rid of any problems, including that'. After you found the tampering on the fire escape, I think I finally started putting all the pieces together. She looked up at both men. I'm sorry. If I'd just followed my instincts and not let her push me around we might have her and her accomplice right now.

Gibbs looked between Tony and Kate. He knew if Kate's last statement were true, things would be very different between those two as well. Unfortunately the choices, once made, could not be undone. Don't worry about it, Kate. We'll find them and maybe more of their organization as well.

Kate nodded and went to sit back down at her desk. Tony moved toward his as well, and Gibbs spoke up. What are you doing?

Getting to work, Boss. Gotta catch bad guys.

Kate, DiNozzo, go home and get a decent night's sleep. I doubt you've had one since this case started.

Gibbs, I can pull my weight! Kate protested, never mind that she really did want to go home.

I know! But not if you're dead on your feet. Go home! I'll see you in the morning. On time!

Kate and Tony exchanged looks and shrugs. Quietly they gathered up their belongings, and then headed out of the bullpen.