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.
Kate's head spun. The witch--'yes, witch,' her mind whispered--continued to weave an intricate web of light around the bodies of the major and the lieutenant. Reds and golds and blues and silvers wrapped around the victims, while the agent stood by with Ducky and Gerald and simply watched.
Finally, the petite woman stepped back. She brushed a short lock of bright red hair out of her eyes and took a deep breath. Her partner, an older, taller man, approached the tables. Standing in the midst of the dancing light, he lifted his wand and brought it down in a sharp arc. The dome of colors broke, and a dark blue cloud settled over both victims' throats. The man--Auror Wellesley--nodded to the woman--Auror Long--who cleared her throat.
"As we suspected, the major and the lieutenant weren't killed by the Killing Curse," she said in a flat New England accent. "This is indicated by the color and placement of the light. Had it been the Killing Curse, both bodies would have glowed green. This appears to have been a spell used to cut off blood circulation and adapted to cut off the air supply."
"That would explain why there were the classic signs of suffocation, but no external marks," Ducky interjected.
Wellesley said, "Exactly." He smiled in excitement. "We can work with this. Now that we know who this guy is going after, and how he makes his kills, it'll only be a matter of time before we can track him down."
"But how much time?" Kate asked. The witch frowned at her, but she brushed it off. "Will we be able to find him before he kills again?"
"Let's hope so, Agent Todd," Long said darkly. Kate and Auror Long eyed one another, like two alpha females sizing each other up.
The staring contest was interrupted when Colonel MacKenzie and Agent Gibbs entered autopsy. A frigid silence fell over the group. Gibbs finally spoke up. "So what do we have?"
Auror Long suddenly smiled and looked over to Gibbs. "Well, Agent Gibbs, as you can see..." She took Gibbs' arm and led him over to the tables.
Kate narrowed her eyes and fought back a wave of emotion. Of course she had to be a redhead. Kate scowled and turned away.
Colonel MacKenzie was watching her speculatively. "Agent Todd?" she asked softly. "Will you come with me for a moment?"
Surprised by the request, Kate blinked. "Oh--of course," she replied. She followed the colonel into the hallway.
The woman took a deep breath. "This will probably sound rather rude... but can you try to get your emotions under control?"
Kate gave her a blank stare. "What do you mean?"
"I... well, I can feel your jealousy," she said softly.
Kate blushed. "Oh. How?"
Mac shrugged and smiled slightly. "I'm a Seer. Sometimes, when I'm not prepared, a vision comes over me--usually influenced by strong emotion."
Kate didn't want to believe her--but hell, why not? Everything else she had told them over the past few days had been true.
"Okay." Kate tried to smile.
"Kate. I won't tell anyone," the other woman said. "Believe me, I've been there." She smiled. "And it worked out for me, didn't it?"
Kate rolled her eyes. "But you didn't have to put up with Agent Sunshine over there," she replied sarcastically. She looked through the door to the autopsy bay. Gibbs was frowning at the redheaded Auror. Kate hid a smile.
Mac laughed. "Oh, I think AJ could give Agent Gibbs a run for his money."
"Hey, Gibbs!" Abby exclaimed. "Guess what?"
"No time to play games, Abby," Gibbs replied tersely. "We have a serial killer to find."
"Aw, you're no fun," the forensics tech pouted playfully. "Well, I found something. I found something big."
"What did you find, Abby?" he sighed.
The woman tapped a few keys. A large-scale photograph of a fingerprint came up. "I got prints!" She beamed triumphantly.
"Do they match anything in the system?" Her face fell.
"No. I ran it. Apparently, our guy's not in the military. He's not in any databases that I know of."
Auror Wellesley, who had left his partner with Tony, stepped forward. "We don't use fingerprints in the Wizarding world. We use wand signatures. Unfortunately," the older man frowned, "it only works if we have the wand."
Gibbs rolled his eyes and smirked. "I guess Muggle technology is good for something after all." The Auror shot him a look.
"I never said it wasn't, Agent Gibbs. I am a Muggleborn, after all," he pointed out.
"Well, keep running it, Abby. You never know what might turn up. At least we have the prints on file for when we catch this guy." Gibbs stalked out of the lab.
Abby gave the Auror an apologetic look. He just shrugged and smiled.