The disclaimer is back in chapter one.
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"Maybe it's like falling in love. It can happen...like that."
'Why did I tell her that? She's gonna think I love her. Well, I do, but I could never tell her. She'd tell Abby and Abby would never let me live it down. She'd say I don't know what love is because I can never keep a girlfriend longer than two weeks. But the only reason is because none of them are like Kate. She's perfect. I just can't get over it. The way she does things like her drawings. She's a great artist. The way she walks, talks, everything. She's wonderful,' Tony thought as he sat on his couch watching the screen of his TV that was playing a basketball game he recorded. He wasn't paying attention to it.
Earlier that day, Kate, Ducky, and Gerald had been hostages. He wanted to kill that man. And he knew that she'd never admit it, but Kate had been scared. And he was, too.
"Maybe it's like falling in love. It can happen...like that."
His words rang in his ears like a broken record.
He had always had feelings for Kate, since the day they met on Air Force One. Those feelings hadn't always been this strong, but they were always there. She was the last thing he thought about before going to bed and the first thing he thought of when he woke up.
Tony wanted to protect her. From everything. And we're talking about a woman whose job used to be jumping in front of bullets for the president. He wanted to protect her. Especially from that terrorist. The next time he got the chance, he was going to kill that bastard with his bare hands.
He turned off the TV and stood up do go to bed when he heard a pounding on his front door.
They were just little things. But those little things made her perfect.
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Well, it was shorter than I wanted it to be but...oh well.
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