disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or its characters...
Author's note: Ummm...forgot what I was going to say. I think there will be two more chapters and then it will be finished. WOO!
"Has Abby left yet?" Kate asked the world in general as she dropped her bag on a chair in her work area, and sighed pointedly. McGee continued past to his own desk, where he plopped down and began attacking an unfinished pile of paperwork.
"Nope," Gibbs replied from where he was sitting at his desk. He never looked up from what he was doing. "She's got a lot of work to do."
He took off his glasses, closed a file and got up, putting on his jacket. Kate gave him a bewildered look. "I'll take you home, Kate."
"Uh-Gibbs, I live in the opposite direction," she told him as the car sped around a corner. She had an idea where he was headed, but she figured better safe than sorry; he'd be really pissed if she hadn't pointed it out at all and they wasted a bunch of time being lost.
"I know that, Kate," he snipped at her. He hated when they pointed out the obvious, especially when they did so because they thought he was senile. "I have unfinished business with Tony."
Kate finally felt sorry for the man, if only for a few seconds. Those were ominous sounding words, not to mention the fact that they were uttered by Gibbs. She could guess as what incited such a vendetta in Gibbs. Tony must have gotten bored again, and without Kate being available, called Gibbs. Once would have annoyed Gibbs, but not to this extent. Tony must have placed multiple phone calls. Kate laughed to herself at the predicament Tony had gotten himself into.
"What are you smiling at, Todd," Gibbs asked noticing the cheerful shift of his female agent's demeanor. He hadn't seen her this happy in days.
"Tony called you, didn't he?" she managed to squeak out before laughing. Gibbs responded by silently smirking to himself and stepping on the gas pedal.
"You didn't have to take those turns so quickly," Kate told Gibbs as he helped her out of the backseat of the car. She steadied herself with a hand on his forearm. She rubbed her large stomach with her free hand. "I think I'm going to hurl," she informed him, once again in a sober mood and quickly becoming miserable. She sighed. "Today just isn't my day."
Uh-Oh, Tony thought to himself as he saw Gibbs enter the hospital room behind Kate. "Uh-Hey boss! What's up?"
"You get released tomorrow, is that correct?" he asked the infirmed now frightened man in an even voice. Tony reluctantly nodded his head, regretting ever having dialed that number. Maybe he shouldn't have picked up the phone and pressed the redial button half-an-hour later either. He couldn't take it back now. Gibbs continued to inform his agent how things were going to be. "Good. And since you felt well enough to call and interrupt me from my work, you'll be happy to come in bright and early Monday morning and get back to work."
"Yes, boss," Tony said, crestfallen. Gibbs would have been happy to give him more time off. He even felt that Tony needed it to recover. But he knew the man had already started to go crazy from idleness. Tony had called and interrupted him, after all. And if that wasn't a cry for help, Gibbs didn't know what was.
His attention was turned to where Tony's had already wandered, to Kate as she approached his bedside. Gibbs didn't want to encroach on their time together. He could tell they had stopped being his agents and started being partners in a much more intimate relationship, one he didn't have the right to eavesdrop on. He turned around and left the pair some privacy as he decided to hunt down some coffee and perhaps that attractive doctor.
How's it going, Kate?" Tony asked with a big stupid grin spread across his face. He could tell that she wasn't happy, but he hoped it wasn't his fault. He quickly discovered that it was. At least, she thought that it was.
"'How's it going?' Is that what you're asking me?" she snapped at him. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to vent and pray that he'd be able to deal with it and forgive her for it later. "I'll tell you "how it's going'! I had a doctor's appointment today, for your information, not that you would've remembered anyway."
Tony had sincerely forgotten, and genuinely felt bad over it. He had promised to be there for her, and he had already begun to fail her even before their child was born. He gave her a pathetic look, knowing that "I'm sorry" wouldn't quite cut it.
"So I had no way to get there," Kate continued. "But McGee was kind enough to oblige-"
"McGee!" Tony said, shocked and slightly offended. But he told himself that it wasn't like he had turned Kate down or she had gone to someone else before him. He really couldn't have taken her himself either.
"Yes, McGee," Kate reiterated, still on her rant, and not liking being interrupted. "And guess what I had to have done at the doctor's office!"
Tony opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it realizing that Kate hadn't meant for him to answer. Instead she continued on. "I had to have twelve stitches put in my cervix!"
"Your cervix?" Tony asked, trying to comprehend the revelation being thrust upon him. "Isn't that way up in there?"
"Yes, Tony. 'It's way up in there,'" she said sarcastically. He made a winced face at her and mouthed the words "oww!"
"Do you know why I had to have twelve stitches in my cervix?" she asked him. Again he opened and closed his mouth without saying anything. "I'll tell you why. I had to have my womb closed so your ginormous offspring won't fall out of me and rip all of my insides out with it!"
Tony shifted uncomfortably as a mental picture of what she had described to him formed in his mind. He may have been shot, and that hurt quite a bit, but what Kate had just described to him sounded at least ten times worse. He was beginning to feel really bad for the poor woman, the woman he had accidentally gotten pregnant placing her in such a difficult situation.
"If I wasn't so tired, and it wasn't impossible for me to do, I would climb up there…," Kate said to him, indicating the hospital bed he had been confined to for the better part of a week. "…and I would suffocate you to death with my huge belly!"
Tony laughed and shook his head at her realizing that she was done her rant and back to harassing him in a playful manner over their impending child.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked with mock anger as she began to lean in closer to him. "You have a weakness now…"
"…And I know how to hurt you…" she said poking him gently in the abdomen near where the bullet had been removed. "…to get what I want."
She leaned in the rest of the way until their lips met. Tony placed a hand behind her neck pulling her deeper into the kiss. It felt so good to taste her lips again, to feel her warmth, and smell her sweet scent. She tried to break the kiss off as she began to stand upright once again. But he leaned forward with her movement and continued to place smaller kisses on her lips, until he could lean forward no further without causing himself physical pain and was forced to let her go. He licked his lips as he lay back in bed. God, he missed her! Kate breathed out rhythmically, trying to slow her breathing and heart rate back to normal.
The sound of someone clearing their throat startled her and she turned around to find that Gibbs had returned, a fresh cup of coffee in hand. She didn't know whether he had seen their display of affection or not, but she flushed with embarrassment nonetheless.
"I think it's time we go, Kate," Gibbs said. She didn't really want to leave Tony, especially after that kiss, but she tried not to let it show. However, Gibbs picked up on it anyway. "We'll some back tomorrow to take him home, so he can get some rest-you both can-and come in refreshed on Monday and finally get some work done!"
And with that, Kate left Tony to go home. Once again they would sleep alone, separate from the comfort they provided one another, a comfort they had both grown accustomed to and desperately longed to experience again.
A/N: I'm not exactly sure how the medical procedure mentioned here works butI know that something similar exists. My aunt had to have her womb closed for her second child because her first was born two months early. Just thought I'd share how I thought up something this bizarre sounding...