Category: Drama, Romance, JAG/NCIS Crossover
Spoilers: Through "One Shot, One Kill" (NCIS), "Crash" (JAG)
Disclaimer: These characters belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, et al. No infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Flower meanings come from http://www.800florals.com/care/meaning.asp .
Chapter 11: The Apology
Kate stomped into the bullpen. She slammed her purse onto her desk and sat in her chair. Tony took one look at her, yelped, and leapt under his desk.
She took no notice. She started typing, pounding the keys in a manner that was truly excessive.
Damn that man. Kate wasn't upset about his jealousy. Well, not really, although that was enough to annoy her greatly. What upset her even more was the fact that it wasn't totally misplaced. He did have the right to be jealous. However, Clayton Webb was not the reason.
The reason walked into the bullpen at that moment. "Dinozzo, what the hell are you doing?"
"Hiding from the wicked witch," Tony's muffled voice replied. "Someone's royally pissed Kate off."
Gibbs looked at Kate with his piercing blue eyes. "Something wrong, Agent Todd?"
She shook her head in the negative and continued typing.
"I think you can come out, Tony," Gibbs said. "Get back to work." The younger agent crawled out from underneath the desk.
"Oh, good," he said in relief. "I don't even want to think about what's under there."
She knew something had gone wrong with his last relationship. She should have known he would have trouble trusting again.
Besides, it wasn't like she was the only one attracted to someone she couldn't have. Kate had noticed the look AJ had given that female officer. Why should she feel guilty?
Kate shook her head and sighed. "Because it's not fair to blame him, you fool," she muttered.
"What, Kate?" Tony asked distractedly.
"Nothing," she replied.
Kate stretched her neck. She winced as she heard the vertebrae pop.
"Excuse me?" a voice asked in the background of the office chatter. "I have a delivery for Caitlin Todd?"
At the sound of her name, Kate's attention perked. "I'm Caitlin Todd," she said, standing.
The deliveryman smiled in relief. "I swear, I think I've been all over this building. Here you go, ma'am." He handed her a flowerpot. In it was a purple hyacinth plant. Kate smiled quizzically. "Oh, and there's this, too." The man gave her a card. "Have a nice day, ma'am."
Kate didn't realize he had left until he was nearly on the elevator. "Oh--you too!" she called distractedly.
She sat at her desk and placed the plant in the center. She opened the card. It wasn't signed, but it was obvious who had sent it.
'I had a hard time deciding between this and the yellow hyacinth, but I eventually decided that you already knew I was jealous. I'm sorry for my reaction at lunch. I should have trusted you.'
Kate's brow furrowed. She pulled up her Internet browser and typed in 'flower meanings'.
She found a list and scrolled to 'hyacinth'. "'Hyacinth, purple,'" she read aloud. "'I am sorry; please forgive me; sorrow. Hyacinth, yellow: jealousy.'" She sighed.
"So..." Tony said, leaning back in his chair. "Who's sorry, Kate?"
She looked at him. "The United Brotherhood of It's-None-of-Your-Damn-Business, Tony." Gibbs laughed.
"Aw, come on, Kate; you can tell me. I won't tease you--promise."
"I'll tell you what, Tony," Kate said in annoyance. "I'll tell you who sent me the flowers." He grinned and sat up. "If Gibbs tells us how he knows what I was talking about. Tell me, Gibbs," Kate turned to the silver-haired agent, "did a girlfriend make you watch The American President, or did you watch it because Annette Bening is a redhead?"
Tony looked back and forth between the two agents glaring at one another. He shook his head and slid beneath his desk once more.