Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or its characters.

AN: I wasn't quite sure how do describe the different parts of a treadmill, so please excuse me for being vague or using the wrong terms.

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Tony knocked on Kate's front door at exactly seven the next morning. She was running behind. Still wearing the same tank top and shorts from last night, she answered the door with a toothbrush in her mouth and toothpaste threatening to fall to the floor. She held up her index finger to indicate that she'll be back in a minute. Kate rushed out of the room. Tony stood there, looking around to see what he had missed last night in the dark. Tony walked around, looking at pictures of Kate and her family, friends and…the team. He was a little surprised by that. He wondered if Kate considered the team family. There were times when Kate couldn't stand Tony and his childlike antics. But there were other times when they had a lot of fun together. Like that paperclip fight. That was fun.

"You're wearing that?" She asked. Kate had come out of her bedroom. She was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and another tank top. She had her hair pulled back and no make up on.

Wow, she looks good. Probably shouldn't say that out loud. The last thing I need right now is another bruise on my ribs, He thought.

Tony was wearing a pair of short blue nylon shorts, a big baggy t-shirt and a sweatband on his head. He looked like a nerd.

"What's wrong with this?" Tony replied, looking himself over.

She snorted.

"Nothing. If you want to wear that, that's…fine with me," Kate couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"What!"

"Nothing! It's just…it's just…hideous! You look like some one who doesn't know the '80s are over!"

"Well, I knew you'd say that. I have a change of clothes in my truck."

Tony left for his truck and returned minutes later with a bag. As soon as he walked back in, Kate pointed in the direction of her bathroom. He immerged wearing a NCIS t-shirt and navy blue shorts that fit him better way better than the first set of clothes he had on.

"You ready?" he asked Kate.

"Almost…" She grabbed a few bottles of water out of the refrigerator and threw them into her duffle bag along with a towel and soap.

Tony was staring at her.

"Alright. Let's go. We'll take my car," she replied without looking at him.

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"Okay, DiNozzo, do you know what this is?" Kate asked him as if she were asking a small child.

"Yes, Kate, I know what a treadmill is," he replied with no enthusiasm.

She smiled at him.

"Alright, step up on it and I'll start it up for you," she instructed.

"I can do it myself," Tony said.

"Fine. I'm going to go over and lift some weights. If you need help, just ask."

"How far should I run?"

Kate stood there and thought about this for a moment, "Just run. I'll tell you when to stop. You can go faster and slow down if you need to…"

"Kate, I'm a big boy. I can work a treadmill by my self," Tony cut her off.

"Okay. Whatever." And with that, Kate turned and walked away.

Tony stared after her for a moment before turning back to the machine he was standing on. He pressed a few buttons and he began to walk very slowly. He moved the speed up to where he could jog.

Ha, this is easy. I don't know why I even asked for Kate's help, Tony thought.

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Half an hour later, Kate decided to see how Tony was doing. She gathered her towel and water bottle and headed over to the treadmill area.

"Oh, God," she muttered.

"Hiya, Kate! Watch this!" Tony shouted.

He had the treadmill set on the highest speed possible. Tony had his feet on either side of the treadmill, not touching the moving platform. Kate watched in horror as Tony set his feet down on the treadmill. He held on to the rails for dear life as the machine took Tony's feet backward. They'd fly back to the platform and bounce up again as his feet touched it again.

"Tony! You are going to get us kicked out. Slow that thing down and knock it off!" Kate spat at him.

"Okay. Just one more time."

"Famous last words," Kate said to herself.

And as she said that, Tony put his feet down one more time. He lost his grip on the rail. Tony slammed down face first and was thrown back into the wall.

"Oh, shit! Tony! Oh my god! Are you okay?" Kate rushed over to him to see how he was.

Tony moaned. "I'm okay." He stood up, shook his head and looked at Kate.

Nearby, a couple of teenage boys were laughing at him. Tony gave them an evil stare and they turned away.

"Oh, Tony! How…why…ew!" Kate stuttered. She found herself grossed out.

"What?" Tony asked her. He heard a tiny splat on the floor and looked down. He saw a small pool of blood. Immediately, a hand flew to his face. He gently felt his nose and he winced.

"I think you broke your nose," Kate stated the obvious.

"Thanks. You know, I couldn't tell with all the blood on me and the floor and the pain on my face," Tony replied sarcastically.

"Here, take my towel. I'll take you to the hospital. Just don't bleed all over my car. The stains will never come out."

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AN: So, I wanted to post this sooner but I've been busy with all these tests in biology and Spanish and Drum line. I'll try to post the next one as soon as possible.

And of course…tell me what you think!