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

AN: Takes place after Eye Spy Season 1.

AN2: I wrote this during school today, specifically band and Spanish II (don't worry: it's in English) because I was day dreaming about what would have happened between Kate and Tony after the show was over. And I didn't know how to start it or end it, so I apologize if it sucks. Oh and I'm trying to write more chapters for It's not a rose, Think Tim McGraw and my crossover fic with CSI but I've been a little stuck on all three.

By the way, Mr. Patterson, I know my parts for the show and Senora McEnery, I'm ready for Monday's quiz!

Enough of me…

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'Don't hurt yourself. There's gonna be a lot of equipment you're not familiar with.'

Kate smiled to herself as she thought about the comment she made earlier. She always made fun of Tony but she felt a little bad that she teased him about his weight. Granted, he looked good, but he might have put a few pounds on here and there.

She was settling in for the night. On a classic movie channel, they had a Humphrey Bogart marathon and they were about to play Kate's favorite movie, Casablanca. She sat on the couch underneath a big blanket and a large bowl of chocolate chip ice cream. Right as she was about to devour her first bite, there was a knock on the door. Reluctantly, she set her bowl down and looked through the peephole. She sighed and opened it.

"Tony, it's nine o'clock. What do you want?"

Tony smiled and looked her up and down. It wasn't until then Kate realized that all she was wearing was a pair of short shorts and a tank top that fit snuggly at all of her curves.

"You should wear that to work. Brad in MTAC might notice you now," he replied.

Kate was about to slam the door shut when Tony leaned a hand against it, putting all of his weight on it, prevent it to shut.

Kate sighed, "What?"

"Can I come in?"

Kate hesitantly stepped aside to let him in. Tony made a beeline for the couch, plopped down and helped himself to her ice cream.

"DiNozzo! What on earth…? That's mine!"

He looked up at her with an innocent look on his face and said quietly, "But you don't eat this stuff. You like keeping your belt notched where it is. You said so yourself today!"

"Well, I lied. Just give me the damn bowl." She snatched the ice cream away from him and sat on the chair not far away.

"Whatcha watchin'?" He asked, staring at the TV.

"Casablanca. It's my favorite. Have you seen it?"

Tony looked at Kate in awe.

"Have I seen it?" he repeated in disbelief, "Of course I've seen it! Who hasn't!"

"Calm down. Just watch the movie, ok?"

He nodded and focused on the screen. But it was hard. Having Kate Todd in such a close proximity dressed the way she was, he wasn't going to know what was happening.

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Kate was giggling uncontrollably.

"'Play it once, Sam. For old times' sake,'" Tony said along with the movie in a very high pitched voice.

He continued, mimicking a man on the screen, "'I don't know what you mean, Miss Ilsa.' 'Play it, Sam. Play As Time Goes By.' 'Oh, I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa. I'm a little rusty on it.' 'I'll hum it for you. Da-dy-da-dy-da-dum, da-dy-da-dee-da-dum...'" Tony pretended to play a piano in the air.

Kate couldn't stop laughing.

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THE END appeared on the screen and Kate noticed Tony was asleep.

"Tony. Tony. DiNozzo," she whispered from her seat, "hey! Movie's over!"

He didn't budge. Kate stood up and walked the few inches over to the couch. She poked and prodded him a few times. Nothing.

"TONY!"

He sat straight up, taking in his surroundings.

"Movie's over," she said calmly.

Kate retrieved her bowl from the table and took it into the kitchen.

"By the way, DiNozzo, why are you here? I mean, you just showed up at my apartment earlier, unannounced, no less, you watched a movie and fell asleep on my couch. Did something happen in your apartment or is this just your way of tormenting me outside of work?"

"Actually, I need to ask you for a favor…"

"Oh, no!" Kate jumped to conclusions, "I am not lending you any more money. And we got paid last week. Are you gonna pay me back? And I am no-"

Tony cut her off, "Hang on a second. Just hold on. Don't laugh at me when I ask you this. Okay?"

"Okay!" She reassured.

"Could you help me get in shape?"

Kate laughed so hard she thought her side was going split open.

"Stop! Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry, Tony. Sorry," She told him, though she couldn't hide the grin on her face.

"Just help me lose a few pounds. Show me how to eat right. You know, be my personal trainer. Please?"

Kate sighed. She looked at him.

"I don't know, Tony," Kate said.

"C'mon! Please!" he begged.

Well, this could be loads of fun, She decided.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered to her self, even though Tony heard it and grinned widely, "Fine, meet me here tomorrow morning at seven. I'll take you to the gym and I'll show you how to use the equipment."

"Thanks, Kate," Tony said, "See ya tomorrow!"

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I'll post the next chapter soon if anyone wants it. And you'll have to wait until I have time to waste in band and Spanish. Just Kidding, it'll be up soon!