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Category: NCIS slash/het fic (honest)
Rating: PG/13
Characters: Gibbs/Dinozzo/Kate
Series: Yes
Spoilers: None – not canon
Summary: Kate forces a secret out sooner than Gibbs would have liked.
Archive: Just tell me where it's going
Additional `stuff': WARNING: Mention of insects. YUKK!! Set in my
Moving Day universe a few months in.

Title: Room to spare - One

`Tony? It's Kate. I know it's short notice but…'

 

Kate prepared herself to grovel massively after all her digs about not wanting to
see Tony's apartment. With an infestation of cockroaches in her
apartment building, residents were being asked to move out for the
weekend so the building could be fumigated.

 

She frowned as she heard a voice in the background. Something about dishes…she couldn't quite make out the words but the voice was familiar.

`Hey Kate. What's up?'

Kate heard the sounds of Tony licking his lips and was distracted. ‘Uh…I…uh…I've gotta find a place to stay for the weekend.
Can I use your couch? Please.'

 

The line was silent for several seconds. `Tony?'

`Yeah Kate…hang on a second, okay?' She heard the muffled sounds of a
conversation, probably Tony's hand over the mouthpiece as he made
some excuse why he had to leave Gibbs' house.

`Kate?'

`Gibbs?'

`Yeah. Um, why don't you stay at my place. I've got a spare room.
Gotta be better than Tony's couch.'

Kate couldn't think of a single excuse. She was a little jealous at
the thought of Tony and not both of them being invited over for
dinner. `Uh…that would be great. Thanks Gibbs.' Folding her phone
closed, Kate closed her eyes for a long moment. `Well done Kate. Two
days with the boss.' Looking at her watch she huffed and began
hurriedly stuffing clothes into her overnight bag.

******************************

Tony looked at Gibbs, cautiously checking his lovers' mood. `We did
say we…uh…wanted her to know.'

Casting Tony an evil look, Gibbs handed him a dripping plate and the
dishcloth. `Load the dishwasher. I'll go tidy the spare room. How
long did she say she would be?'

Tony shrugged. `You didn't ask?'

Gibbs glared at him and strode out of the kitchen heading for the
stairs.

End of part one…

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