Delayment. I know. Computer still has a damn virus and I've been doing volunteer work at my new school to meet people and you really don't care to much put I thought I'd give you a little but important chapter.

Kay, well, here it is.

"I remember when I lost my mind. There was something so pleasant about that place. Even your emotions have an echo in so much space." -Crazy, Gnarls Barkley.

(Earlier That Same Morning)

Tony woke up early, much earlier than needed.

He felt Ziva on top of him, still sleeping peacefully. Her curls cascaded from her part, surrounding her jaw and rested peacefully on his chest. His legs were entangled in hers while her arms wrapped lightly around his neck.

Tony felt a smile crawl along his lips as he watched her continue to slumber peacefully. His "conversation" with Kate cleared his mind, but not much. Right now, the only thing on his mind was trying not to move to much and not wake the sleeping former assassin on him.

Tell her.

Right on time.

She's sleeping he thought.

Whisper it in her ear, be all romantic.

You watched way to many chick flicks when you were alive.

Come on.

Time's not right.

When will it be? She doesn't have a lot of it.

Yea, I think you mentioned that a few dozen times.

Well it's the truth.

Can you leave me alone?

I'm giving you one hour.

Oh, are you?

Yes.

Then what? He humored her.

You're not going to like it.

He let out a sarcastic chuckle. But there was no answer; she was gone, for now.

Ziva stirred slightly, letting out a small breath. Tony tensed, subconsciously holding his breath as he watched her slowly open her eyes.

Her chocolate browns were now visible to him as she woke, staring at him sweetly. "Morning." he whispered, his warm breath lighting bouncing off her skin.

"Good morning." she smiled. He could feel the uneasiness lingering in her voice.

"Is this gunna become a regular thing?" he joked as he tightened his arms around her waist.

"I hope so." she replied in a whisper, another smile crossed her lips.

And…now!

She let her eyes drift to the wall where her clock hung. "We are going to be late." she said, rolling off of him and the couch.

Tony furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the clock. There was no way time had passed that fast.

He followed her towards the bedroom, but was met with the door closing before he could enter. "I will be right out." she sang. He dropped his head, traces of smile lingered on his lips.

She was right, the water was off almost as soon as it came on. As the blow dryer could be heard distantly he searched her kitchen for something to eat, coming across a bottle of air freshener before he reached the fridge. He pinched the front of his shirt, bringing it up to his nostrils, a mixture of Ziva, couch, and body odor filled his nostrils. He picked up the bottle of air freshener, figured Hawaiian breeze was better than smelling like lavender, leather, and sweat, (although he wouldn't have minded much if it was just the Ziva scent he was getting) and quickly sprayed his pits and as much body as he could cover with the stuff.

She came out of the bedroom to find him with half a doughnut in his mouth. She laughed at the sight as he smiled through the powder that covered most of his mouth.

Walking towards the door, she grabbed her coat and keys. "You need a ride?" he asked as he swallowed the last bite.

She turned and looked at him sweetly. "No thank you." she said simply yet solemnly.

(Bullpen)

Ziva and McGee had gone out and with Gibbs checking on Abby, Tony was left alone in the bullpen, pulling up the petty officers bank records.

Your hours up.

Go away.

Too late.

He immediately felt as if he wasn't alone anymore. And regretted looking up from his keyboard as soon as he did so.

There she was, in all her angelic glory.

Kate stood in front of his desk, wearing only a long white dress and an amused smirk on her face.

No.

I told you you wouldn't like it.

"No. Kate, no. I cant deal with this."

You need to tell her.

"Why am I all of a sudden your first priority?"

She smiled at him sarcastically. I felt that you needed my help.

"Well I don't."

You suck at relationships. And when it matters most, you still suck. You just need a little push in the right direction.

"Showing up at work as an apparition is not a 'little push in the right direction'. Its more like an annoying shove off a tall cliff."

He felt another pair of eyes on him. Looking to his left he saw Special Agent Sanchez giving him a strange look.

He shot her an innocent smile as he grabbed the phone off its base and brought it up to his ear. She shook her head a bit confused and went on her way. "People are going to think I'm strange talking to myself."

People already think you're a little strange.

Just then a thought popped into his head and he jumped off his chair and towards McGee's desk. Rustling through the drawers he found Kate sitting comfortably on McGee's desk, watching him intently. He grabbed the Bluetooth he was looking for and stuck it on his ear. She let out a small chuckle. I'm dead and you still cease to amaze me.

"You really need to go away."

I told you. When I fell like you don't need me anymore, I'll leave.

"And I told you, the time's not right."

Then when is the right time? She could be gone tomorrow.

"She has fourth months." he growled.

And I was supposed to live for another 50 years at least.

"You're not helping with anything. All you're doing is nagging me until I tell her."

Which is exactly what you need.

"That's it, I'm getting rid of you." he said, getting up and heading towards the elevator.

Oh, she suppressed a laugh, are you now?

He pressed the down button on the elevator as hard as he could. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he tried to calm down. But she was still behind him, hovering annoying close. Where are you going?

"You're the ghost, shouldn't you know." he hissed as the elevator doors opened and closed on Kate. But as he suspected she appeared right next to him as soon as the elevator started.

I'm a spirit, not a psychic. Don't you miss me? She asked innocently.

"Yea, but I don't miss you constantly hovering over me."

Oh come on, am I that bad?

"Yes!"

The doors opened and Tony rushed into autopsy, searching the morgue frantically for Ducky.

"Duck!" he practically shouted as the M.E came out from the hallway.

Tony is this necessary? Do you really want Ducky to think you're crazy? Cause he'll tell Gibbs and then we'll all-

"Duck you need to help me." the frantic in his voice startled Ducky.

"Are you feeling alright Anthony?" he asked worryingly.

"I'm hearing voices." he blurted out as he paced in front of a table, running his hands over his face and through his hair.

Yea, cause he doesn't have any reason to send you off to the nut house now.

"Voices?" he asked with concern as he stood by the sink, watching Tony pacing.

"One voice." he cleared. "You think I'm schizophrenic Duck?"

"No, goodness no, schizophrenia would have developed at a much younger age." he crossed his arms in thought. "One voice?" he asked.

"One."

He nodded. "And do you recognize the voice?"

Tony stopped dead in his tracks and looked up at Ducky. "Yea." he answered quietly. "Kate."

The Scotsman's face softened. "And now I'm seeing her and she wont leave me alone and…Duck, am I going crazy?" he asked hastily.

"Probably not." Tony let out an exasperated chuckle. "Probably." he muttered.

"Is she telling you…anything specific?"

He stopped again, his face getting more serious. "Yea."

Ducky waited a moment. "Care to share?"

Tony's eyes darted from the floor to Ducky, then back to the floor. He bit his lip nervously. "No." he shook his head as he thought.

Ducky face was stained with concern. "I would suggestion doing what she asked and maybe she will leave."

"Yea." he continued to bit his inner lip. Then, out of nowhere, he burst out the sliding door and into the elevator. "Thanks Duck!" he called back.

I could have told you to do that. Oh, wait, I did!

"Thank you for what?" Ducky asked himself confused as the doors hissed closed.

(Later that night)

Tony knocked hastily at Ziva's door, his heart racing a mile a minute and his feet practically jumping out of his shoes. He had managed to subtly avoid her for most of the day, but now, now the fire inside him was burning fast.

Ziva opened the door and before she could process who it was she felt lips entangled with hers. She gave into the kiss, she could tell by the soft hands holding her cheeks that it was Tony.

He et go abruptly, his emeralds melting into her chocolates. "Tony what are yo-"

"I love you."

Sorry, I'm in a rush. But I think this is a good way to end it.

Favorite line and such thanks so much!