Sunlight

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. You have no idea how smiley I was when I saw them all in my inbox. This chapter has been scrapped and redone like 3 times so I hope its okay now.

Disclaimers: Don't own anything NCIS related… honest.

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Kate's apartment was just as organized and precise as Tony had imagined. In other words, the complete opposite to his own place, which always had empty take-out boxes and laundry on the floor. Whilst she was in her bedroom, Tony had already inspected the fridge, to find everything in weird little plastic boxes with labels stuck to them. Well that's no fun, he thought, briefly considering taking the labels and switching them around if he got bored.

Going back to the lounge, he glanced at some pictures in frames on top of Kate's cabinet, and smiled. One of them was a group shot of the team – Tony and Abby pulling faces with Kate and Ducky trying their best to look sensible. Gibbs had been conveniently busy. Next to it was another picture of her and Abby, and then one of her and McGee. They were smiling like brother and sister, and he spotted himself in the background, on the phone to someone, looking kind of goofy.

"Oh,"

Turning, he realized Kate was now stood in the doorway with a pile of sheets and pillows in her arms, "How comes you don't have pictures of your family Katie?" He teased, only half-serious.

"You guys are my family," She murmured with a slight blush.

Smiling to himself, Tony watched her drop the two pillows onto the couch and then drape the pink duvet over it. When she was done she moved the coffee table back so that it wasn't in the way, and stopped to check it looked alright.

"Pink! I'm not sleeping under pink sheets!" He said, trying his best to do a macho man pose, which didn't work out so well since his left arm was in a sling.

"You don't have to," Kate said with a small laugh, "I'm sleeping on the couch. You're taking my bed,"

"No I'm not; I'm not taking your bed away from you,"

Shrugging, Kate perched on the edge of a chair and looked up at him, "The doctor said bed-rest, not couch-rest. You're taking my bed,"

"Fine,"

Kate blinked. She'd been all set to argue with him for at least 5 minutes over who took the couch, and yet here he was… agreeing? Sighing slightly, she stood again, "Okay. I put your clothes in the bottom drawer of my dresser since you might be staying here a while, and feel free to put the rest of your stuff where you want," She walked through to the bedroom, Tony following behind her.

Again, this room was perfectly organized – a yellow basket with 'laundry' on the lid sat next to the dresser, with another one with 'paper' on the lid next to it. He could practically see her lying on her bed typing away on her laptop or finishing up his reports, then carefully putting all the scrap paper into the basket. It reminded him of Monica from 'Friends' and he considered asking her about 'crummies in the bed' but decided not to.

"I changed the sheets and everything, don't worry," Kate continued, "And they're not pink,"

Smirking, Tony nodded, "Thank you Monica," He said in a mocking kind of way, grinning as he realized she didn't know what he was referring to.

"And that's about it," She finished, ignoring his remark, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm always hungry Kate, you should know that,"

She rolled her eyes, "Okay, what do you want for dinner?"

"I'll eat anything," Tony said proudly, but his face fell when she mentioned tofu wraps, "Anything but those,"

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They ended up eating pizza on the couch, sat on top of Kate's make-shift bed. It had been surprisingly easy to persuade Kate to do so, considering he didn't really take her for the TV-dinner kind of person. Okay, so she generally ate at her desk at work, but given the state of her apartment, he'd guessed she'd force him to eat at the table. But she hadn't.

After food came television. Unless Gibbs called, Kate had no reason for going into work, so she'd agreed to stay with Tony since he didn't want to sleep. They'd flicked channels until they'd come across a movie that neither of them had seen before. It wasn't Kate's sort of movie, but she didn't say anything as she assumed Tony liked it. Same went for him. It was a chick flick starring some way too bouncy blonde girl and a man who looked scarily like McGee. They'd had a good laugh about this, before settling down with a tub of ice-cream and trying to enjoy the film.

Truth be told, Tony was finding it hard to concentrate on the film, let alone enjoy it. He could feel Kate's body next to his, under the duvet which they'd ended up putting on top of them as it was getting cold, and he was watching her happily eat ice-cream. From what he could tell, Kate had realized this, but taken it completely the wrong way.

"I'm being such a pig! Sorry! Here, have some," She said, taking out the spoon which had a heap of ice-cream on it. Tony raised an eyebrow, but she simply shrugged and moved the spoon toward his mouth, which he opened obediently, swallowing the ice-cream and licking his lips.

"Mmmm!"

Kate grinned, handing him the spoon. Their fingers brushed together and she found herself blushing, as she often did around Tony, especially just recently. Luckily, her blushes didn't tend to show up much. Directing her attention back to the TV, she watched the girl and McGee look-a-like, who had been arguing and annoying each other throughout the whole movie. It was reaching its climax, the girl sitting with the guy in their office having a huge argument about some prank he'd done on her. Before either of them knew what was happening, they were kissing each other so passionately that they'd fallen off the couch.

Kate glanced away from the screen and across at Tony who was still scoffing ice-cream, and smiled to herself. It was good to see he was pretty much back to his old self, especially since she'd been terrified that he was going to die. Which was stupid, thinking about it, and she would definitely not admit to it.

"That is such a typical ending!" Tony said through a mouthful of raspberry ripple, "Like Probie would end up with a girl that pretty!"

Rolling her eyes, Kate scooped up some ice-cream with her finger and licked it off as the credits started to roll. She didn't realize Tony was staring at her.

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With the ice-cream tub empty, a second movie finished, and the time reading 11:29, Kate decided it was about time for bed. Tony had already fallen asleep once or twice, although he'd insisted he was just 'resting his eyes' but she knew better. Lifting the covers from himself, he slipped off the couch and stretched.

"Night Katie," He said, stifling a yawn before turning and leaving the room, "Don't snore too loud,"

Kate rolled her eyes, "Goodnight Tony, sleep well," She murmured to a closed door.

END OF PART 2… to be continued