I don't own these characters nor the show… this story is purely for fun, so don't go and sue me
Chapter Three
A NIGHT OF TALK AND A CHRISTMAS CAROL
That night when Kate got home, she ran around the house, still in her gown, tearing up all the pictures of Kevin and her. For some reason, it wasn't that hard to do that. She still had feelings for him. That would never change, but she still felt that maybe he wasn't the one. Who knew who the one was? After her little task of trashing the pictures, she took a warm shower that calmed her senses. By the time she got out of the shower, the steam had fogged up the mirror to the point where she could barely even see herself. She took the purple cotton bathrobe off the hook and slipped it on and tied the sash around her petite waist. Her hair soaked wet hung gently on her back dripping in the carpet. She dried her hair with the towel and let it hang and curl itself up in strands like it normally did. Stepping out of the bathroom, she slipped into her big purple fuzzy slippers and settled herself on the couch with a blanket watching some TV.
Just when she began to doze off on the soft leather beige couch, a soft knock and the ringing of the doorbell awakened her. Kate gave a low growl and retied her sash around her waist and opened the door. "Tony? What the hell are you doing here?" "come on Kate. Let me come in." The door which was opened ajar, opened further to let him in. "Nice slippers." He said with a scoff. Without an offer, he sat himself on the couch taking the blanket in his hands. "Well Tony. What do you want?" Kate stated sitting right next to him, her hand resting on the back on the couch inches beside Tony's shoulder. Her bathrobe came a little loose and she noticed Tony eyeing the lacy bra that she had put on underneath. "TONY!" "Sorry Kate. I mean you can't walk around me wearing something like that and not expect me to react." Tony replied still eyeing it. Kate stood up and tightened it so much that it might have made a scar on her stomach. "DiNozzo, I had no idea that you were gonna show up here and this is what I wear after I've had a long day and all I want to do is just relax." Tony gave her an apologetic glance and she accepted and sat right back down, but stood up once again. "Want something to drink?" "Got any beer?" Tony questioned, obviously tired of all the egg nog. "Yeah sure." As Kate danced around the kitchen grabbing two beers from the fridge, Tony channeled surfed using the remote not even looking at what he was passing. "Hey Tony. Back up one." Kate said setting the drinks down on the brown coffee table in front of the sofa. Tony flipped back. A Christmas Carol was playing. "Ah. I used to love watching this when I was a kid. I mean I still watch it every time I get a chance during Christmas." Kate sighed and sat next to Tony in the same position as earlier. "Yeah me too." For a few minutes the sat in silence watching Scrooge being visited by the first ghost.
"Tony? Why did you tell Kevin that I'm a guy? I mean after all the things you could have said and have said to my boy friends why that?" Kate interrupted the TV watching. "I had to much egg nog and…" He saw Kate raise her eyebrows in wonder. "I had 10 glasses okay? And I thought it would be funny, but I never thought he'd actually take it seriously. I mean come on…" "Well Tony, he did and now I'm never gonna see him again." With a shake off her head, she disregarded the conversation from going any further. "Kate?" "Hmm?" Scrooge was arguing with the second ghost now. "Aren't you wondering what I'm doing here?" "I figured you'd wind up telling me anyways, so…you gonna tell me?" "Honestly, I was wondering if you were okay. I know this was the best boy friend you've had." Tony said not looking at Kate until the end of what he said. His green eyes sort of slid to the side and then his whole face turned and then his body so it was in the same position as Kate's only opposite. This time their fingertips inches from each other. "Thanks…Tony." Kate replied shyly looking back at the TV. Pretty soon, they were both watching it.
At the end of the movie, where Tiny Tim was talking, Kate was asleep leaning on Tony who had his arms wrapped around her waist. Tony was leaning against the arm rest of the couch. Without even realizing that this was Kate or that he was even Kate's apartment, he gently kissed her neck. It was now, when he realized who this woman in his arms was. He jumped back in shock. Kate stirred up a bit, but did not wake up. Looking around, he found where her bedroom was. He picked her up in his arms, and her head lolled against his chest, her breathing even, walked to her bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. This time, her robe was opened more then ever and Tony cursed himself for his dirty thoughts. "Anthony, damn you and your dirty thoughts." He picked up the blanket at the bottom of the bed and covered Kate up. He looked at the big alarm clock blared in crimson red. 3:47. Figuring that it would be okay, he fell asleep on the couch with the blanket covering him. His final thoughts of the day were that of the dream he had two nights ago. It almost happened. Kate was in his arms. No one else's.
The light shone through the soft opaque white curtains onto Kate Todd's face. Gently she stirred and slowly opened her eyes. Remembering that she had the day off today, she climbed out of bed and slipped into a pair of fuzzy slippers and walked to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and saw the robe still on. With no recollection of what happened last night, she tore it off and pulled on a crimson red off the shoulder top and a pair of dark denim jeans. When she walked out of the bathroom, she heard banging sounds coming from the kitchen. She grabbed her gun by the bedside and slowly crouched through to the kitchen. Still wearing the slippers, she shuffled through the carpet into the kitchen but was shocked by a surprise. Tony was in the kitchen moving around in a daze and banging pots and pans with the stove on and the microwave running. "TONY?" "Kate!" Tony dropped the spoon he was gripping and looked up innocently, his hands shot up in the air when he saw the gun. "You are here why?" Kate said moving into the kitchen, cleaning up the dropped residue from the spoon off the floor, and dropping her gun on the kitchen counter. "Well I feel asleep here after I put you to bed. Don't look at me like that, it was pure innocence and I'll explain later. Then I slept here and got up early to make you breakfast." Tony scooped up some French toast and placed it on two plates, and set the plates on the table set in the living room next to the kitchen.
"Is this the promise you made that you would make it up for your entertainment?" Kate sneered while taking a bite from the food that tasted like it came from heaven. "Is it gonna work?" Tony looked up with astonishment. "NOT A CHANCE. YOU JUST BROKE UP ME AND A GUY WHO COULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING INCREDIBLY SPECIAL. BREAKFAST IS NOT GONNA CUT IT.!" "Okay, Okay. I'll take you out for a day in the park?" "A day of fun anywhere I want." Kate replied. "Fine." Tony pouted. Kate laughed and gave him a kiss on the cheek and rushed into back into the room to grab her coat and purse. When she left, Tony began to blush slightly. "What I wouldn't give for a cold shower right now. Tony your crazy. Ice. I need Ice." He thought and pulled open the freezer door with all his might and grabbed a bunch of ice cubes and dropped them down his shirt. He squealed in shivers. "Tony?" Kate called from the room. "I'm fine Kate. I just…I…uh…I dropped something on my…uh….toe. I dropped something on my toe and it hurt. Just hurry up all right." "Tony. I'm almost done."