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FF: Unexpected Discoveries, Part 5

Title: Unexpected Discoveries, (5/?)

Author: raindroproses

Rating: PG-13
Category: Drama, Romance, Crossover (JAG/NCIS/HP)

Spoilers: Season 1 (Navy NCIS), "The One That Got Away" (JAG)

Disclaimer: These characters belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, etc. No infringement is intended. Oh, and anything else that you recognize probably belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Summary: A string of seemingly unrelated unsolved murders leads our favorite NCIS team to an amazing discovery. Sequel to "Confused Memories". JAG/NCIS/Harry Potter crossover.

Mac's head was spinning. There was way too much going on. It was only her first week on the job, and she had already had to arrange for three Aurors to enter three different branches of the service, do paperwork for another two, and meet with the directors of the CIA, FBI, DEA, ATF, and Secret Service.

"Auror MacKenzie?" the voice of her new secretary said.

Mac looked up and smiled at Olivia DeSoto. "Liv, I told you to call me Mac."

The child she had rescued from the hands of Dark wizards had grown up to be a beautiful young woman. She had been awed and delighted when she had met the former Auror. Actually, she reminded Mac a lot of Petty Officer Coates.

Olivia shook her head. "Ma'am, there's been an incident."

Mac was immediately alert. "What kind of incident?" she asked.

A man in full Magical Law Enforcement uniform entered her office. Mac assumed she was supposed to be intimidated by the man. She merely raised an eyebrow.

"Miss MacKenzie, I am Lieutenant Johnson from the Magical Law Enforcement Squad," the tall, blond wizard said in a voice practically dripping with disdain.

"Auror Johnson," Mac said, resisting the urge to sneer at the man. "Please, have a seat. Would you like a cookie?" she offered, gesturing at the plate of sugar cookies her assistant had brought in that morning. She almost laughed at the nonplussed look on the man's face. No wonder Headmaster Dumbledore had always offered his visitors lemon drops. It was delightfully disconcerting.

"No, thank you," the Enforcer said, recovering his composure. "I know you are new to this position, but I have come to inform you that there have been some problems."

"What kind of problems?" Mac leaned forward and pinned the man with an unrelenting stare. She hid a smirk as his arrogance wilted slightly.

"There have been a series of attack on former Aurors and MLEs over the past year. The latest was Auror Patrick Hunt, who transferred over to the Navy Inspector General's office."

"And I am hearing about this now because...?" Mac frowned.

"Because it is your responsibility, ma'am." The disdain returned.

Mac shook her head. "That's not what I meant, Lieutenant. I meant, why haven't I heard of this before now? Perhaps when I accepted the job?" Her voice was low, and every word vibrated with anger.

"We... uh... we just learned of these attacks this week." Johnson was visibly sweating now.

"Mm." Mac nodded. "How many?"

"Five Navy, two Marines, as far as we know."

"Why did it take you this long to find out?"

"The murderer is not using the Killing Curse, ma'am, making it more difficult to track the magical signature. The Muggle authorities haven't understood what they are seeing, and classifying the cases as unsolved. We learned of the latest victim only after the Imperius Curse was used on a guard to get inside an apartment building. Apparently, the victim had put anti-Apparition wards on his apartment."

Mac nodded. "Where?"

Johnson blinked. "Pardon?"

"Where... is... it?" Mac said, deliberately slowly.

"Alexandria, ma'am." He gave her the address.

"Thank you, Lieutenant Johnson. I will accompany you back to the crime scene."

"You don't have to do that, ma'am." He was obviously angry that she would question his competence.

"I assume that you got there before the Muggle investigators?" Mac asked, almost rolling her eyes.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, I'd like to see how your team interacts with them. If you don't mind?" Her voice was steely and delivered a very clear message. If he wanted to keep his job, he wouldn't mind.

"Of course not, ma'am." He pulled a Portkey out of his pocket and held it out to her. She placed her hand on it.

"Three... two... one..." She felt a jerk, like something had hooked her behind her navel and pulled her forward.

They landed in a side alley. Mac adjusted her robes and gestured for the Enforcer to precede her. "After you."

He led her to the front entrance. Mac smirked as she saw the NCIS van. They made their way through the front door and up the stairs. Mac smiled as she saw two Enforcers arguing with three Muggles--the NCIS investigators. Her smile vanished as she recognized who the lead investigator was. She nearly ran over to the group as one of the Enforcers drew his wand.

"Enforcer!" she barked. "Stand down immediately!"
Tags: crossovers, fic: jag, fic: ncis

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