Yes. I admit. I suck. I got stumped for ideas on what to do for this chapter. Coz I knew it has to be good. Oooh the pressure's on. I was actually meant to write and post this chapter on… Sunday… but… apparently I didn't. Then I was thinking of writin it on the school camp I was on so it would be up Friday. But yet again. I didn't. –Sobs hysterically- Will I be forgiven? Ahem… yesh… I'm sunburnt and bruised… but that doesn't really matter. Your just here for the chapter now aren't you ARENT YOU?

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Moving on. Hope you like. Hope it was worth the wait. Hope I get reviews. Coughwinknudge.

Previously… It was discovered Gibbs is a happy drunk, who was put randomly into a random story for some strange reason…oh and Kate revealed her secret… although some of you's were stumped on the actual meaning of her secret. All to be revealed in a couple few more sentences I suppose.

Tony stopped abruptly causing Kate to bump into him slightly.

"Say what now!" he questioned her loudly over the music, his eyes scanning her over.

Kate's ears started to turn red, and she quickly turned away from him. Tony grabbed her hand and lead her to a quieter place on the outskirts of the floor.

"What did you say before?" he asked curiously and gave a short laugh, "For a second there I thought I heard you say you couldn't remember how to…" As he was saying that single sentence, Tony had noticed Kate's face turning more red by the moment. "You're serious?" he said incredulously. "You… you can't remember how to dance?"

Avoiding his gaze, Kate mumbled incoherently. Tony tipped her head up to face him, "Think. Then. Talk," he instructed grinning at her, "Seriously, whatever you say won't beat that episode with Gibbs by a long shot."

Kate sighed, and then gave him a hard look. "I. Can't. Remember. How. To. Dance," she stressed all the words then smirked faintly at the puzzlement on Tony's face.

"What the… Kate don't give me that shit. I know for a fact you've had years of ballroom dancing, tap, jazzand other things that qualify as dancing, being taught to you since you were little."

"When you do background checks you really learn your stuff now, hey DiNozzo," Kate remarked dryly.

Tony gave her a smug look.

"Look I mean what I said. I can't freaking remember how to dance okay?" she was getting annoyed of repeating this all for the sake of DiNozzo's little brain.

"Well sor-ry, I just can't seem to figure out how you can forget to dance with all the training you've had," he replied sarcastically.

"Long story."

"I've got time."

Kate glared at him. Tony glared back. "You really want to know, Tony?" she challenged.

"If it floats my boat," he responded smoothly.

"And I take it your boats floating?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I suppose you could say it also tickles my nipples," he waggled his eyebrows and Kate gave him a disgusted look then slapped his arm. Tony then proceeded to grip Kate by the shoulders and sat her down. "Now all the chit-chat's over, talk," he commanded and Kate rolled her eyes.

"I know I used to be able to dance," she started slowly, "But somewhere, sometime, I just… forgot," she looked up at him, brown eyes meeting green. "I guess it was a subconscious thing or something," she shrugged. "If I remember right… I didn't really go out and dance after the whole Matt thing… and since I was embarrassed that much I tried to force every memory out of my head… which included the dancing."

"Why would you forget the dancing?" Tony asked curiously.

Kate sighed and looked out towards whom she assumed were Abby and McGee. "Because that was when I had the most fun with Matt," she stated simply then looked back at Tony.

Tony was half amused half pitied at Kate's tale. Here she was, back in the midst of old memories, telling him she couldn't remember how to dance because some prick broke her heart. What was he supposed to do?

Then it hit him like a Frisbee in the park. He puffed out his chest in what he hoped was a masculine way.

"I have an idea," he announced proudly, sticking a finger in the air. "I shall remind you how to dance again."

There was a still silence between the two. Then Kate stared at him like he had lost his mind. "Have you lost your mind?" she voiced.

Tony shrugged and replied, "Possibly. Either that or I've had one too many drinks… or am still in shock from the Gibbs thing."

"You… you seriously want to remind me how to dance again?" Kate asked.

"Well if it's only a subconscious thing then it shouldn't be too hard," he reasoned out loud. Then he smirked, "Then again, it is your brain we're talking about here."

"DiNozzo, if you can't take this seriously-" she snapped but was cut off by Tony.

He held up his hands in defeat, "Kate, I swear, I am taking this seriously." He gazed down at her. "I want to help."

Kate mulled this over in her head. Then the little voice, rarely heard, inserted the deciding comment.

You know you want to.

And Tony knew that she had decided. Taking her by the hand, the two walked back onto the dance floor together.

She was ready to be reminded.

Awwww fluffiness again. Hope you like liked. Sorry for the shortness. And the delayedness.

Might as well through in the questions, they shall be ending soon ;)

Hmmm…

What floats your boat?

Will DiNozzo screw up royally?

Will it be uncovered that Kate is a world champion break dancer?

And will there be Frisbees involved?

All to be revealed in due time my friends.

Mwuhahahaha.

Ha.

A.

… Yeh.

Now listen to that little voice. You know you want to.

Waggles eyebrows