Wear my love like heaven. (Sarah MacLachlan: Wear your love like Heaven)

Kate's first love was a black Labrador called Buster. She was six years old, he was a puppy and it was love at first sight for both of them. When she was ten he was hit by a car, and Kate cried herself to sleep for weeks.

When she was fifteen she met Rob Evans and he kissed her under the elm tree in her backyard. The following week he kissed her best friend, and Kate punched him in front of the football team. She didn't mean to break his nose.

She's been in love a couple of times since then, but it's different now. She's never really thought about soulmates or people being destined for each other, but when she's in Gibbs' arms she smiles up at him and thinks, yes.

I'm going under/Drowning in you/I'm falling for hours/I've got to break through/I'm going under. (Evanescence: Going Under)

"You're staring again," Abby says, sotto voce. Gibbs tears his gaze from Kate and glares at her. Abby, however, is unaffected. She leans closer to Gibbs and whispers, "Why don't you just ask her out already?"

"Abigail—" His tone carries a warning, which Abby unsurprisingly ignores.

"'Cause this whole staring thing you've got going is kinda creepy. Stalker-like, you know? Girls don't like that."

"Do you really want to have this conversation with me?"

Abby grins. "Sometimes, when you're not looking, she stares at you too."

He looks so taken aback that she winks, pats his shoulder, and heads for the elevator.

I finally have your attention/so listen closer, sweetheart/I've been trying to tell you. (Lydia: Your Taste Is My Attention)

"Kate! Get down!"

She barely has time to react when he tackles her. They fall roughly to the floor just seconds before all hell breaks loose. Kate's out of breath from the force of the impact and as she looks up into Gibbs' concerned face, she forgets for a moment that they're in the middle of a warehouse with people shooting at them.

"You okay?" he asks.

"Yeah." Her blood is racing and she's not sure if it's from the adrenalin or Gibbs' body on top of hers, or the way his fingers are lightly – so lightly – tracing her cheek.

"Boss? Kate? You guys okay?"

Just like that, the spell is broken. Kate realizes the gunfire has stopped and Tony's looking down at them in confusion.

But Gibbs' grip lingers a moment too long after he helps her to her feet, and she smiles.