[Alright! I've finally gotten around to writing my NCIS/Bones crossover! Well, it's more of a Tate fanfic, but theres a bunch of Bones nonetheless. I really love writing all of my favorite characters into one story. Well, read and REVIEW :) pleaseeee]

It'd been a long time since she'd been to public school. It felt weird wearing jeans and a t-shirt to school instead of the mandatory oxford, sweater, and tacky plaid skirt. As she drove up to the school she stared in awe at how big it was. Three of her old school could fit inside the main building alone. She found a parking space in the student section, got out of the car, slowly slung her backpack over her right shoulder, and began to walk to the entrance.

A lot had changed since her father joined the Secret Service. She was proud of him of course. It was a big honor for him to be chosen to protect the president. She had been excited to move to Washington, D.C. because there were so many wonderful museums and things to see there. However, starting at a new school her sophomore year, a public school at that, was on the list of reasons she'd rather have stayed back home.

Caitlyn Todd made her way across the lawn and up the main outdoor steps. She'd had to admit, the campus was beautiful. The lush green grass, tall oak trees, and pretty little flowers had a way of bringing a quaint charm to the old brick building. But that all changed once she got inside.

It was loud, crowded, and smelled the slightly repugnant smell unique to high schools. She stopped along the wall to pull out her schedule and map from her backpack. The map made no sense whatsoever. She stood there, turning it at all angles as a confused tourist would, until she heard a voice standing right next to her.

"Well what do we have here?" the voice asked. She looked up from her map to see a tall athletic boy, with sandy blond hair and deep blue eyes looking intently at her. His jeans were hanging down a bit low and there was a stain on the bottom left corner of his shirt, but other than that he looked like something right off of a Hollister bag. She was startled for a second. The boy flashed a cocky grin and said, "I don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Anthony DiNozzo, Tony for short. The star of the football, basketball, baseball, lacrosse, and whatever other sport team you can think of. I guess you can call it a natural talent. So you must be new?"

"Is it that obvious," she said sarcastically, clearly unimpressed by the boy's lack of modesty.

"Yup it is," Tony replied, "So let me do you a favor and show you to your first class."

Kate sighed, weighing her options. Either she let this egotistic boy walk her to class, or she wander around the halls for the next few hours. "Fine," she said reluctantly, showing him her schedule.

"Would you look at that," Tony said, sounding impressed, "How many AP and honors classes can you possibly take?"

"Well…" Kate began, ready to proudly boast about her old school, "We had a slightly higher standard at my old school."

"Oh," Tony started to grin, "Private school? Catholic school?" He asked, his grin getting wider.

Kate had not anticipated this reaction. "Well, yes," she slowly answered.

"Do you still have your uniform?" Tony asked, "You know, with the cute little skirt, knee high socks, and long v-neck polo?" She glared at him. "I'll take that as a yes!" Tony said with a laugh, "I'd love to see you in that for Halloween or something."

The bell rang and suddenly the hallways were mysteriously empty. "What? Oh crap, you're going to make my late on my first day!" She yelled, still glaring at him.

"Hey relax," he said with a casual seriousness, "You have PE first period with me, a class that even with all your superior intelligence I'll still be the best. Coach doesn't mind if I'm late, and you're with me."

Kate slung her backpack over her shoulder and grudgingly followed Tony's lead.

'Well she's kinda hot' Tony thought to himself as he took the long way to the gym. "Wait!" he said, stopping them both, "What's your name?"

"Wow DiNozzo, I thought you'd never ask," she laughed at her own sarcastic comment, "It's Kate."

Tony laughed too. He liked how she called him by his last name, but he was also glad that she wasn't upset about him forgetting to ask for her name. Then he kind of nudged her shoulder and said, "Comm'on lets go."

"DiNozzo! About time you showed up!" coach barked at him as they entered the gym. Then he saw that Kate was behind Tony and chuckled, "Got a reputation to keep I see."

"Reputation?" Kate asked Tony.

Tony let out a nervous laugh, "Well you know…"

Kate predicted the rest. "Ugh DiNozzo you're so gross," she said, elbowing him in the stomach.

He let out a groan, "What was that for?" he squeaked, but Kate had already jogged across the gym and was making small talk with a group of girls.

Kate was regretting her choice of girls because the second she reached them she was surrounded by screeching voices saying, "Oh my God, Tony DiNozzo walked you to class!" She quickly remembered the reason most of her closest friends were guys. She really disliked drama.

Coach split the kids into four different teams for volleyball. Kate was glad they were playing volleyball. She had been the only freshman on the varsity team last year and she was ready to kick some butt, especially because her team was playing Tony's.

She was first up to serve, and decided to start easy, saving her jump serve for later. Serve after serve she pounded the ball down on the other side, aiming at all the open corners. Finally Tony took a few steps back from his position at the center net to cover the back row. He was able to dig up her serve, but his pass looped right back over the net. It just so happened to be high enough for Kate to jump up from the back row and pound it right back down in his face.

"Whoa, what was that," one of Tony's teammates asked.

"Back row attack!" one of Kate's teammates cheered. He then turned and introduced himself, "Seeley Booth. Shame to say I'm friends with DiNozzo over there," Booth laughed, "You must be really embarrassing him. He's not used to anyone being better than him in gym class."

Kate laughed. "Glad to hear." She then continued to serve, getting "Oohs and ahhs" from her teammates as her jump serve slammed to the floor on the opposite side of the court. The other team really wasn't trying any more, except Tony, who occasionally dug a serve up but the rest of his team was unable to put it back over the net.

The game finished twenty five to zero, one of Kate's personal best. Coach had been standing off to the side watching the whole time. "Are you going to try-out for the team?" he asked her eagerly.

"I'm not sure," Kate said honestly, "I haven't given it much thought."

"Well we'd be glad to have you," he said before dismissing the rest of the class to the locker rooms.

Kate turned to find Tony standing right behind her.

"Oh, hello," she said nonchalantly.

"What was that?" he asked.

"What was what?" she said in a rather innocent voice and began walking toward the locker rooms.

"That was… awesome!" he said goofily. "How'd you get so good at volleyball?"

"I guess you can call it a natural talent," she said quoting him with a smirk, and walked into the girls' locker room leaving Tony staring after her.

Kate freshened up in the locker room. She pulled out her schedule and map again, determined to find her own way to her next class, but she wasn't having much luck.

"Hey do you need help? You look like you could use some help. You're the new girl, the one Tony walked to class? That's cool. I've known Tony a long time, a bit chauvinistic, but nice once you get to know him. Sorry I'm rambling now aren't I? You're name's Kate right? Oh cool, you have AP chemistry with me next period, I'll take you there! Sorry, I had one too many Caf-Pows this morning, you know, caffeine, good stuff." Kate looked up and was at first taken aback by the girl talking to her. She was tall and wearing high black pumps. Her black hair was in pig tails high on the sides of her head. She wore a dog collar around her neck as a chocker. Her black tight shirt, black skirt, black nail polish, black eyeliner, and black bracelets all seemed to complete what one might call a "Goth" look. But she didn't seem Goth; she was much too cheery to fit the stereotype.

"Um, hi," Kate replied, unsure what exactly to say, "Yeah I'm Kate. And you are…?"

"Oh yeah, I'm Abby! So are you ready to head to chemistry?"

Kate gave a little laugh. "Alright, let's go."

Abby led her down the hall, and around corners, and down more long halls, until they reached what seemed like the very edge of the building. "Here we are, the chem. lab!" Abby proclaimed as they walked in the door right as the bell rang. "My favorite room in the whole building! I just love all this science," she said as she walked Kate over to a table in the center of the room.

The table was a black fire-proof square lab table with four stools. There were already two people sitting at the table, one on each side. At the side closest to where they stood was a somewhat pudgy boy with blond hair. On the other side was a skinny girl with medium length light brown hair. She seemed to be buried in the book in front of her, absorbing every little word. The boy turned, "Oh hey Abby," he said, then he noticed Kate standing there as well. He gave a little smile, not a cocky smile like Tony had, but a sincere nice smile. "I'm Timothy. That over there is Temperance. She's…very studious. And you are?"

"Kate," she answered, "Nice to meet you."

Abby sat down at the stool next to Temperance, and gave what could be considered a jealous look as Kate sat down next to a smiling McGee.

"So, um, how do you like it here so far?" McGee asked courteously.

"It's pretty good," Kate said, "I just had gym class."

"She made Tony look like a complete idiot!" Abby chimed in eagerly.

"That's always good," McGee grinned, "Tony can be a bit…full of himself."

"I could tell," Kate smiled.

Then Temperance finally looked up from her book. She gave Kate a funny look, said "hi", and went straight back to her book. Kate frowned.

"Oh don't mind her," Abby said with a laugh, "She's very…pragmatic. Rational and logical you know. Almost nothing interrupts her during the middle of a good book. But don't worry she can be very sociable…especially with a certain Seeley Booth…"

Immediately Temperance's head looked straight up at Abby and away from her book. "Abby!" she squeaked, but at that moment the bell rang and Abby turned in her seat to face forward. Temperance turned slightly red but faced forward also.

"Well, welcome to chemistry class," McGee said with a grin, "I guarantee you things can get pretty entertaining at times."

Kate pulled out her spiral and book, and with her pen at the ready turned to listen to the lecture.