AN: Yes, I'm back! I know you want an update of Not Another One, but I'll get around to that later. This is what I have typed. So, there! Um, the name of this chapter comes from a scene I cut about going to sleep in front of the t.v. being a sort of Urban Lullaby, which in turn, made me think about gangwarfare and gunfire being more of an urban lullaby. Of course, I live in the country, so all I hear at night are crickets and the occasional barking dog. :D So all that was purely speculation and assumations. Is assumation even a word? Hell, who cares. On to the story! ----------------------------------------------------------------------
"Kate, it's 5:30! You're not seriously planning on unpacking all this before bed, are you?"
"Unpacking, no. Setting up the basics, yes." Tony's expression of incredulity morphed into one of horror.
"Cut it out." Kate chastised. "We're done with the bedroom, the bathroom's just stocking the essentials, and there's not much to do in here. We'll be finished by dinner time."
Tony perked up. "Speaking of dinner, what're we going to eat? We didn't 'pack' food."

Kate shrugged. "We'll get take out and gogrocery shopping tomorrow. I don't know if you can actually get food deliveries on a base." She gestured to the furniture and Tony obediently took his place at the other end of the couch and stopped.

"Where're we putting the t.v.?"

"I don't know. It's not like we'll be watching it." Kate replied.

"Actually, I will. It helps me think."

Kate sighed and pointed to where the television was against the wall behind her. "The wall next to the kitchen's as good a place as any."

Tony smiled mischievously at her phrasing, but quickly wiped the look from his face as she turned back to him. "Good. I was hoping we wouldn't have to move it. After we move the shelves, do you want the bathroom or living room?"

"I'd prefer the bathroom, if you don't mind."

"Good. Let's do this thingy."

Kate cocked her head to the right as they began scooted the shelves against the walls. "Your inner mover's finally surfaced." She teased.

"I've moved five times. And I'm hungry."

Kate navigated her way through the boxes to the next shelf. "I should've known to start with your stomach."

"The way to a man's heart, Katie."

Kate rolled her eyes as they set the mahogany shelf against the back wall. It only took another 5 minutes to move the third shelf and two corner pieces. When they were finished, Tony inclined his head in a slight bow.

"Milady, I'm ready to conquer the living room." He grinned as Kate shook her head and left the room.

"You really need to lay off the Disney movies. Didn't Ducky say it's unhealthy for a grown man to watch cartoons about busty princesses?" She called behind her.

"I told you I was babysitting. Besides, it's actually kind of fun to hear all the jokes you never caught as a kid. I've also learned two things: Billy Crystal and Nathan Lane sound A LOT alike, and princesses who want out of their kingdoms dress a lot sluttier than the poor girls and princesses who were kicked out."

Kate simply shook her head as she began unpacking toiletries. 'Only Tony.' She thought. ----------------------------------------------------------------------

Tony spent the next little while dragging end tables and coffee tables into place around the love seat, sofa, and armchair. As soon as he'd plugged in the phone in the kitchen and put the books up on the shelves, he stepped back and smiled. Now he could get to the good stuff.
"Like this." He murmured as he rummaged through a large cardboard box and pulled out a large black 5-disc stereo and gingerly set it down on the tall coffee table. He also lifted the speakers and set them up on either side before plugging it in. Kelly Clarkson's voice blasted out, and Tony quickly turned down the volume.

As he seems
And more Heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to change him
My whole world-

"Hey, turn that up a bit!" Kate yelled from the bathroom. Tony obliged her and the strains came out stronger.

It just isn't right.
It just isn't right.
Oh 'cuz I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful-

Tony smiled to himself as he made his way to the bathroom and knocked on the closed door.

"Don't open the door! I have boxes there."

Tony spoke louder to be heard over the music and through the door. "Didn't Doseck say we needed a song? This one could be it, seeing as it's about some girl head over heels for a guy."

Kate listened to a few more words and grinned. Tony had absolutely no idea what the song was about. "You are a disaster." She agreed.

Tony made a face behind the safety of the door. "Funny. Now we just need the CD."

"I actually have it in my case."

"Sweet."

"I've got about 15 minutes left in here and I'm done. As soon as you finish the living room, we can go eat."

"Yes!" Tony cried and hurried back to his job. ----------------------------------------------------------------------

The next box he opened contained various shelf fillers- trinkets. He dumped them on different shelves of the corner units, set up the DVD player and VCR, and opened one of the two remaining boxes; the one marked as 'photos'. Tony almost laughed out loud at the contents. The bottom half were case files and crime scene photos. But the top half were pictures from the camera where they'd been screwing around. In addition, there were frames, a manila envelope, and three photo albums. The white one was filled with empty sleeves, the black one was Tony's, and the red one with the carousel horse, he assumed to be Kate's. One of the items on Gibbs' list of things for them to bring had been pictures. He'd actually made them both run home on Thursday at lunch to get them and take them to Abby. Tony had been wondering what Abby was going to do to them.

Taking a look to be sure Kate wasn't coming, he opened her photo album and almost choked. It was a picture of Kate and himself holding hands at what looked like a wedding rehearsal. He was pretty damn sure they'd never done that, but the people in the pictures could've been their clones. Tony quickly flipped through the remainder and found pictures like that throughout the rest of the album. It was filled with photos of them at the beach, Christmas parties, amusement parks, and skiing. Tony dropped the book on the couch next to him and pulled out his black one. He sharply inhaled as the white brilliance of Kate's dress popped out at him. It was a simple, but elegant strapless, and she had her hair down and curled in ringlets behind the veil. The next two pictures were of the throwing of the bouquet and… him pulling the garter off.

'…Nope. Definitely don't remember that one.' He thought.

Tony heard a sudden noise in the bathroom and tossed the book next to the other.

"You okay?" He yelled.

"Fine! I'll be done in a minute. You ready?"

"Uh, almost." Tony opened the manila envelope and pulled out various sized photos Abby'd apparently chosen to be displayed. Without taking time to look at them, he framed and placed them in appropriate spots around the room. He'd just finished when Kate walked in.

"Wow." She stood there for a moment, admiring Tony's handy work. The room looked nice, with the small exception of the corner pieces filled with junk. But she could fix that later. She suddenly laughed out loud when she saw the picture frames on the end table.

"What?" Tony self-consciously asked. Kate bit back another laugh.

"For one, that photo's upside down. But did you happen to notice the maid of honor?"

Tony picked up the frame and flipped it before grinning. Staring back at him was a picture of their lab tech standing behind Kate, wearing a red dress with her hair up in a French twist. "I guess we aren't the only ones Abby photo shopped in." ----------------------------------------------------------------------

AN: Chapter 5 has actually been split into 5 parts. 5.1 Nesting 5.2 Urban Lullaby 5.3 Take It Easy 5.4 Roses Are Red 5.5 Déjà vu Yes, it's really that long. Each chapter is as long as my normal chapters. I'm not cheating you. Deja vu's name will be changed. I just can't think of the word yet. The thesaurus in my head is broken. Also, any mistakes made in this chapter belong to me. But after this one, blame it all on Jennifer. :D Oh, and does anyone know the SOP for getting deliveries on base? I'd ask my uncle-who's Army-, but I don't have IM yet, and emailing him would take forever. LOL. Thankees. : (