Disclaimer: I clearly don't own anything here.. (except Josie... woohoo!) coz if I did, do you really think that I would be writing this? And that possibly, a certain person would still be alive?

AN: Sorry that this took so incredibly long to update! I've been slightly busy lately (slightly...) what with school. 13 days to go! And then exams...

Anyway, I know everyone said that McGee and Kate were the wrong ages, and I agree too, Kate is most likely older than him, but it's more fun this way. Just think - which is sadder (for the guy)? Kissing his little sister's friend, or his big sister's friend? I think his little sister's friend.

On with the story!

Oh wait... only two days until twilight! sob

CHAPTER 2...

"Ok, so that was officially the biggest waste of my life," announced Tony as he dumped his bag on his desk, after returning from their latest case, which had turned out to be a false alarm.

"You gonna tell Gibbs that?" asked Josie, who was following close behind.

"Tell Gibbs what?" asked McGee, coming over to join them at Tony's desk.

"Nothing," replied Tony, swinging himself onto his chair, and then turning to face both Josie and McGee.

"Tony, don't exclude McGee!" chastised a voice, coming from somewhere behind Tony. He spun around, and found Abby standing behind him, with her arms crossed, pretending to glare at him. "You're always so mean to him!"

She made her way towards McGee, and hugged him tightly, grinning as he turned a bright shade of red.

"Am not…" muttered Tony, before yelping as he received a sharp slap to the back of his head. He turned around to glare at Josie, who was smiling coyly.

"You remind me of Gibbs waaaayyyyy too much," he said.

"Is that a bad thing Dinozzo?" asked Gibbs, appearing in the bullpen suddenly. Tony jumped, and paled slightly.

"No Boss!" he replied, picking up a sheet of paper that was sitting on his desk, and scanning it quickly, in a failed attempt to seem as if he was actually working.

Gibbs chuckled, and hen turned to face Abby and McGee.

"Abbs, what're you doing down here?" he asked.

"I'm bored," she replied simply.

Gibbs nodded thoughtfully. "Take Josie out to lunch. She's actually finished all her paperwork, and I've got no work for you…"

Gibbs was cut off by a whine from Tony. "What about me?" he asked

Gibbs turned around and fixed his eyes on Tony. "Were you invited?" he asked.

Tony shook his head. "No but…"

"Have you finished your work?"

There was a silence, and Gibbs nodded.

"Josie, Abby, take an hour. Tony can finished his paperwork, and McGee can fix my goddamn computer." He turned to glare at it. "The clicky thing's not working again."

"The clicky thing?" asked McGee several minutes later, as Tony leant back in his chair, his feet resting comfortably on his desk.

"I'm thinking maybe the mouse, Probie," he replied, and McGee nodded.

He quickly set to work, the whole time conscious that he was under the scrutiny of Tony. He finally screwed up enough courage, and asked Tony why he was watching him.

"Can I help you with something Tony?" he asked politely.

Tony nodded. "Yeah," he replied. "Your lawyer friend. Katie whatsit."

"Kate Todd," corrected McGee, wishing he'd never mentioned her name.

"Yeah, that's it. Do you reckon you can get onto her for me? Because the traffic authority is threatening to take away my license."

Tony winced, and McGee rolled his eyes.

"I'll call her when I've fixed this, okay?"

Tony nodded, and McGee went back to fixing the mouse. That is, until he became aware of a repeated taping noise, that was getting louder with every tap.

He looked up, and found that Tony was sitting at his desk, tapping a pen against the edge. It sounded like some sort of tune, although McGee couldn't pick it.

"Don't you have work to do?" he asked.

Tony shook his head. "I'm waiting for you, Probie," he replied, grinning.

McGee sighed. He knew that until he called Kate, Tony wouldn't stop bugging him.

"Okay," he said, "I'll call her now."

McGee picked up the phone nervously, and searched through his phonebook until he found the entry he was looking for. Not that he didn't know Kate's number off by heart, but he couldn't let Tony know that, and he could see Tony watching out of the corner of his eye. He slowly dialled, and waited for someone to pick up on the other end.

"Kate Todd?"

McGee inhaled sharply.

"Um, hello, it's um, Tim McGee…" he stuttered, painfully aware of Tony's presence.

"Timmy! Hi!" came the cheerful reply. "How are you?"

"Um, well," he said. "I work for NCIS now, but you might have heard that from Louise…"

"She might have mentioned it."

There was an awkward pause, until Kate spoke again.

"So, I haven't heard from you in ages, what's the special occasion?"

"Um, actually, one of the guys I work with needs some help legally, and I thought maybe you could give him some advice."

"Sure," replied Kate. "What's his problem?"

McGee glanced nervously at Tony, who had his eyebrows raised in McGee's direction, if that was even possible.

"Something about a stolen car; he keeps getting speeding fines and parking tickets, I'm not really sure."

"Okay, can I organise a time to meet with him?"

"Hang on," sad McGee, turning t Tony. "When can you meet her?"

Tony shrugged. "Now?" he said.

McGee frowned. "She's very busy…"

Tony shrugged. "Figure something out Probie."

McGee uncovered the phone.

"He says he's free now."

Kate laughed, "Okay. Probie now, is it?"

McGee blushed. "Um… yeah… wait, no…" he stuttered.

"Sorry," said Kate, still giggling slightly. "I'll meet him in ten minutes?" she confirmed.

McGee agreed, and fixed an address, before quickly hanging up. Before he could even turn around, Tony was already at his desk.

"Why'd you blush?" he asked. "I didn't even know men could blush."

"She heard you," whispered McGee.

"Heard me what?"

"Say Probie."

Tony laughed. "I like this girl already."

Sorry it's so short! But if you wanna know what happens when Tony and Kate meet, and how McGee will react to it all...

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