The Englishman was far too suave for his own good. But damn it, Tim was woman enough to accept just how much she enjoyed the care. The soft touch on the base of her back – but never too low. The way he would open doors for her, help her out of the car…

He really was a gentleman when he put his mind to it and Tim basked in the attention.

They stepped into the foyer of the hotel that Kort had chosen and they followed the directions of a smiling host into the restaurant.

It looked lovely. The lighting was high where there was heavy traffic but tastefully lowered above the tables.

A dance floor was entirely unlit at the moment in front of a small stage.

Her attention was drawn away from her surroundings – that she felt completely underdressed for -and back to her companion when he touched her elbow.

"I shan't be long," he told her and she nodded, a little confused as she watched him walk away with a very rattled looking man.

"I am sorry for interrupting your evening, Mr Kort, but I had no desire to unsettle the young lady,"

Trent glanced fondly in the direction of the 'young lady' in question where he had left her at the door to the restaurant.

The hotel owner had no idea just how much it would take to truly 'unsettle' her but Trent was certain it would be a lot more than this little man could throw at her.

"It is no problem, Philip, what can I do for you?" he asked the man he had known for some years now.

"I was just informed by one of the waiters that a short time ago they were approached by a couple claiming to be federal agents,"

Trent's ears pricked up at this.

'Claiming'? His work had led to his making a lot of enemies – very few of whom knew the name Trent Kort – had someone tracked him down? It was true that most of his enemies were dead or locked up for a very long time but it was still possible.

"It was a young couple. Attractive. Dark haired. Frank was very taken with the young lady,"

Of course. The NCIS brigade couldn't keep their collective noses out of one evening!

He sighed and looked back towards Tim. She looked lovely in her black dress and cardigan, but then she had looked lovely with her head upside down as she had dried her hair in the women's changing room at NCIS only half an hour ago. How would she feel about her teammates – because that was the only federal agents who could feel the need to botch up their evening – being present? He knew she didn't go out of her way to keep their acquaintanceship secret…she just didn't air it about. He couldn't blame her either, they would probably accuse her of being a 'traitor' or something equally stupid.

"What did they want?"

"They wished to see the table," Philip explained, ringing his hands, "Frank cooperated, he has some minor charges hanging over him by all accounts and did not want to get into trouble,"

"Did they do anything," Trent's patience was growing thin.

One pleasant evening. Was that too much to ask of the mighty Gibbs? Because Trent was sure he was involved somehow. David and DiNozzo wouldn't be running around wild on their own.

"He kept a close eye on them and said all they did was lift the centre piece and put it back down,"

No doubt planting a bug.

Just what did they think they were going to hear? Threats? Intimidation?

A wicked grin came to his lips.

Well, that wasn't what they were going to hear this evening. Oh no. They were going to be listening to something quite different if the lady of the evening agreed.

"Well, no harm done, Philip, thank you for your vigilance," Trent pulled out his wallet and flicked it open to pull out a token of his appreciation.

"No, no, sir, there is no need. My patrons come here wanting a relaxing meal and I am only sorry that I have interrupted your evening this much,"

With another quick exchange of apologies and thanks Trent returned to Tim, who smiled at his reappearance.

"Is everything alright?"

He leaned in close to her and she tensed slightly. He knew why. He had made his…interest in her known on more than one occasion and he had been turned down – gently - on each of them. He was persistent however but his advances had become more of a gentle flirting than anything else as he didn't want to make her uncomfortable in his presence.

He was pleased that although she tensed she didn't back away.

Kort pressed his lips to her ear, breathing in the smell of her hair. Damn it! She smelled edible.

Concentrate!

"We have eyes on us this evening, love," he mumbled into her ear.

She pulled away and smiled up at him, looking for all the world like an adoring girlfriend. He was proud of her act. After all, he hadn't said just who was watching them and her act was perfect.

"Is that so?"

He nodded and took her arm gently as they were shown to their bugged table. There sat the centre piece. A small dish with two candles in it. He had no doubt that if he were to tip out the dish, two candles and one small bug the size of a watch battery would fall out.

Before they sat down he pulled her close to him, tracing her spine easily with his fingers and whispered into her ear.

"Fancy having some fun with your team, Miss McGee,"

Trent pulled back far enough to see her face, her green eyes pierced into his.

Several emotions passed across her face in an instance.

Annoyance. Anger. Resignation. And then…

An impish smirk flitted across her lips and she nodded, drawing his head to hers she spoke against his lips already throwing herself completely into the act.

"Would I ever," she crooned.

Tada. So this is the other version of team spying on Tim/Kort time that I had in my head. The story-goblins really did grab onto this Tim/Kort idea and not let it go…I really love the idea of them playing at the loving/seductive couple to mess with the nosy team ;) But then also having it being real like it was in the last chapter.

So guys, this is the very last of this collection.

I would like to thank everyone who has dropped me a review for letting me know your thoughts on the stories. Thank You so much for taking the time to do that :).

I am thinking of doing another collection like this later on if I can think of enough ideas – I do have a few jotted down, but not enough for a full collection yet, so if anyone has any ideas they would like me to maybe try feel free to shoot me a message or leave me a review.

I may be trying my hand at a Fem Tim/A Town Called Eureka story. So keep your eyes out for that if you are interested.

Thanks again everyone and best of luck in November for anyone trying their hand at NaNoWriMo (I am giving a Historical Cozy Mystery a bash this year :)).

Take care everyone. x