Title: But Now I See

Author: Claudia J. Chan (Claudie)

Genre: Angst and Romance (Gibbs / Kate... is it KIBBS or GATE??)

Archive: So far, it's only on fanfiction.net. There is something I need to do with my website before it's gonna be working nicely again... stupid me...

Spoilers: maybe hints of aired episodes

Disclaimers: I don't own the characters, but I'd like to consider this plot my own little imagination... *grin*

A/N: Thank you VERY much, Shannon. I've never written a story all the while still so uncertain with my plot. You being there and giving me feedbacks help me through this and without your help, this story wouldn't be completed. Thank you, sis. *hugz*

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"Tony, you start looking through the backyard with Agent Schumade," Gibbs ordered once the team stepped out of the sedan. "Kate, you and I will go inside."

Guns were drawn, and at Gibbs' nod, the agents moved into position.

Gibbs kicked open the front door of the ancient Victorian-style house to reveal an eerily empty interior with dust-covered surface.

"Gibbs?" Kate looked at him, perplexed. Gibbs believed their suspects to be hiding out in this house, but it seemed like nobody had been in there for a long time.

"Let's go upstairs."

Kate followed him inside. The stairs creaked as they stepped on it, and the sound echoed in the empty house.

The second floor looked as empty, quiet, deserted as the first. To their right was a long hallway with only dim lights even it was daytime. As they neared the end of the hallway, Kate picked out a faint sound from a room to her right.

Tic - Toc.

She strained her ears, and the sound came again.

Tic – Toc.

It took her a moment, but her mind registered what the sound meant.

A bomb, the voice in her head screamed.

"Gibbs," she turned to her superior, her eyes wide. "A bomb." Kate made sure Gibbs was behind her before she started her run toward safety.

They were thrown to the ground, mere steps from the stairs, by the blast of the explosion. She felt Gibbs lying heavily on top of her before slipping into oblivion.

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A/N: I'm not ashamed of using a little bribe here... but I'm scheduled to leave home for 3 weeks next Wednesday... so I can always use some incentive to get the story out quicker - if you know what I mean? *Grin*