Tony wasn't really really drunk. He was a little but was in no shape to drive. And Tony wasn't sleeping, well, he was in the car for a little while. But when she dragged him into the house. He was pretty much awake. When Kate got him on the couch and went off to shower. He got up and got into her bed and hid under her covers, just to see what her reaction would be. Just for the fun of it… Perhaps it was more than just for fun. But he wasn't really going to admit that.
As Kate went to the couch to sleep. He lied in her bed for some time. And he could smell Kate in her pillows and covers. It was the smell of Kate's perfume. It was light and sweet. He took it all in.
As soon as he felt certain Kate had fallen asleep. He slowly got up. And walked to the door. From there he could see the couch and she was sleeping. He moved closer and closer to her. Now he was 3 feet away from the couch. He waited for movement, in case she wakes up. No movement. Definitely asleep. She slept side ways. Facing the TV in front of the couch. Tony moved closer and sat down on the floor in front of her. And now Tony and Kate were now face to face.
He sat there and watched her. Then he imagined her shouting crazily at him and then here she was, quietly asleep. He liked that. He watched her this way for a few minutes till she suddenly moved. He ducked down in case she saw him. When he heard that she was no longer moving. He took a peek and saw that her back was now facing him. He got up and went back into Kate's bedroom.
He wasn't ready to sleep yet. He wanted to find out something secret about Kate. The wet T-Shirt contest thing wasn't enough for him. He wanted to find something big! What better place to find it than in Kate's own room.
So, he searched around. He looked through the selves. Her table's drawer. And under her bed. Nothing. There wasn't anything interesting. He wasn't certain why Kate made rule number 3. There was nothing interesting in her apartment. So he didn't understand why it was a big deal not to touch anything.
He then decided to sleep as well. This time he slept on the right side of the bed. As he lied there. He felt odd. Like there was something different with this side of the bed compared to the other side that he was lying on before. He got up and pressed against the spot of the mattress that he felt was different. Then he got up and lifted the mattress up. Then he put his hand underneath it and then he felt something. It was flat and thick. It was a book. He pulled it out. It was a sketchbook. He was sure it was a sketchbook because there was a big "SKETCHBOOK" lettering on its covers.
He quickly opened it and saw drawings on it. He knew she was a good artist. He flipped through the pages. The first few were pictures of Tony, the dog. Then he saw 4 pictures of Abby as a vampire. These were pictures of Abby as a more Underworld kinda vampire. Abby would love this, he knew. Then his mind wandered to Kate Beckinsale. When his brain came back to earth, he looked at more pictures. And saw one of Gibbs, holding a big hammer. On the hammer it wrote "HEAD WHACKER" Tony laughed
He looked at another page and saw Gibbs with the same hammer whacking Tony's head. Tony laughed again. Then he saw pictures of Ducky with the head of Ducky and body of a duck. He then saw pictures of himself. There were many of them. About 12 of them. He didn't know how to react. Then he smiled. He felt kinda nice that she took notice of him. Though the pictures were of him falling down, banging his head, having a black eye and such. But there were pictures of him in a tuxedo. Which she must have done after the big ball they had to attend a month before.
And there was a picture of him in the NCIS jacket and cap. Some of these pictures of him were not funny, they were very very detailed. Tony felt flattered. But when he thought of finding out some deep dark secret. He didn't think this is what he would find.
He put the book back under the mattress and smiled. Then he walked to Kate, who had moved again. She was facing the TV again. He sat in front of her and watched again.
He brushed away the hair that was covering her face and whispered "You don't really think I'm a slime ball after all"
He continued playing with her hair. Then he moved closer and closer to her. As his lips was about to touch hers. He pulled back.
"But, will you won't ever want me?" he asked softly as if he suddenly felt he did not deserve her.
He went on to give her a light kiss on her forehead. And then he went back into Kate's room and fell asleep.
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