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 sat at her desk. The bullpen was dim. Most of the agents had left hours ago.
She snorted. Hell, even Gibbs had left. Of course, that was mainly because she and Tony had badgered him into it. He needed to sleep in his own bed.
Kate rested her head on her desk and closed her eyes. The telephone jarred her out of her drowsiness. "Agent Todd," she answered.
"Kate, I think you should get down here. Now." Abby's voice was agitated, utterly unlike the usually cheerful woman.
Kate didn't ask what was up. "I'll be right down." She dashed for the elevator.
She arrived at Abby's floor. "What's up?" she asked as she entered the lab. Tony sat at the desk, staring sullenly at the computer screen. Abby paced behind him.
"I decided to run Auror Long's prints--just for laughs, you know? Anyway..." She sighed and stopped mid-pace. "I got a hit."
"For Patty's prints?" Kate asked incredulously. "From what?"
"It was on an item from Lieutenant Hunt's apartment."
Kate frowned. "But couldn't she have picked it up without knowing?"
Tony shook his head. "No. It was one that I bagged and tagged. Besides, she was never at the crime scene."
Comprehension dawned on Kate's face. "So either she opened the bag and handled it--"
"Which was impossible, since it's been in my sight since we got it," Abby interrupted.
"Or she was at the apartment beforehand." Kate met Tony's eyes. They both took deep breaths. "Tony, get Colonel MacKenzie. I'll call Gibbs." They reached for their cell phones.
Kate tapped her foot as Gibbs' phone rang... and rang... and rang... "Gibbs. Talk," his answering machine picked up. Kate got a bad feeling in her stomach.
"I don't like this," she said. "I'm going over there."
"Kate, he may be sleeping," Abby said.
"He would never sleep through his phone ringing," Kate insisted. "Tony, keep trying the colonel. If she doesn't answer, call Admiral Chegwidden--he'll know where she is. Abby, didn't Auror Wellesley tell you how to get in touch with him?"
When the woman nodded, Kate said, "Good. Do it." She sprinted for the stairs, not wanting to waste time on the elevator.
"C'mon, Gibbs, pick up," Kate muttered under her breath as she raced for Gibbs' house. Tony would be impressed by the speed she maintained for most of the drive.
She pulled onto Gibbs' street. She slowed as she approached his house. A shocking sight met her eyes as she pulled into his driveway.
Gibbs' silver hair glinted in the lamplight. His arms were around a petite, dark-haired woman... and they were kissing. Kate's jaw dropped. Pain welled up in her chest, but she forced it down.
She climbed out of the car and closed the door more forcefully than necessary. She glared at the couple on the front steps.
The woman turned around and smirked triumphantly at Kate. Kate stopped dead in her tracks.
She was staring at a mirror image of herself.
Kate shook herself out of her stupor. She pulled her weapon. "Who the hell are you?" she barked.
"I'm Kate Todd," the other Kate said, smiling. "Who are you?"
Gibbs dropped his arms from around the woman's waist. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked in bewilderment.
"Step away from him and get your hands in the air!" Kate ordered, slowly approaching the house. She tried to avoid looking at the light, so as to keep her night vision.
"And if I don't?" the other woman asked. Kate had never realized how annoying her own smirk could be.
She loosed off a round in the woman's direction. Shooting at herself... it was like something out of a nightmare.
"Merlin, Circe and Morgana!" the woman swore as the bullet grazed her shoulder and buried itself in the building behind her.
"Now will you listen to me?" Kate growled.
"No." Her own smile appeared on her face.
Kate let off another shot. She held back a scream of frustration as the woman disappeared into thin air. She did scream as the bullet--her bullet--tore through flesh. Gibbs shouted in pain and dropped to the ground.
Not caring that she was leaving herself open to attack, Kate sprinted over to Gibbs. "Oh, God. Oh, God, no," she whispered.
Gibbs was pale. Kate wasn't sure if it was from pain, shock, or just the moonlight shining on them. "Gibbs, I'm so sorry," she said as she yanked her sweater off. She pressed it to the wound in his side. Gibbs gasped in pain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Kate repeated. She didn't realize tears were rolling down her cheeks until Gibbs raised one hand and weakly brushed them away.
"Hey. Never say you're sorry, remember?" he said. That damn smirk of his appeared, even through the excruciating pain she knew he was going through.
"Shut up, Gibbs. I just shot you, damn it. Shouldn't you be pissed at me right now?" 'If not for shooting you, then for letting the suspect escape?'
"Nah," he smirked again. "You warned me when we met that you were destined to shoot me--remember?" They locked eyes. Memories flooded Kate's mind.
"You ever worked a crime scene, Agent Todd?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I am a Secret Service agent," she replied hotly.
"I thought not." He smirked.
"Look, don't dismiss me, okay? I earned my jockstrap."
"Yeah? Does it ever give you that empty feeling?"
She blinked. "What?"
"No. Like some species of frogs, I grow what I need."
He shook his head and turned away. "Tony--escort Agent Todd off the aircraft and close the hatch."
"You're not serious," she said incredulously. When Dinozzo took her arm, she shook it off and followed the silver-haired agent up the stairs. "Wait. Okay--okay! Your team. But only because I don't want to delay us further by having to shoot you." He smirked. That smirk was already beginning to get on Kate's nerves.
He held out his gloved hand. She took it--and shivered. Even through the latex, she could feel the electricity when they touched. His smirk grew as their eyes met. She got the strangest feeling that he was trying to read her mind.
She followed him through the airplane, listening to his excited remarks about the similarities to a movie. Finally, she interrupted him. "I can't risk those plans getting out on the Internet." She really couldn't--it wouldn't only mean her job. It would mean her career in law enforcement. Not to mention jail time.
"NCIS does not leak. These plans get out... you can shoot Dinozzo."
God, this man irritated her to no end! "No, I think I'm destined to shoot you," she snapped. The ever-present smirk turned into a crooked grin. Kate ruthlessly suppressed the wave of desire that washed over her.
Kate smiled slightly. "Do you know how many times since then I've wanted to follow through on that threat?"
Gibbs shrugged. "I don't know. Every day?"
Kate laughed hollowly. "Just about." She applied more pressure, trying to keep the blood from seeping through her fingers. She winced at Gibbs' groan of pain. "I'm--"
He placed a finger over her lips. "Stop apologizing." Kate gazed into his blue eyes. The intense light that usually blazed there was starting to dim.
"Gibbs," Kate whispered brokenly. Where the hell were those Aurors?
"I knew she wasn't you."
"What?" Kate asked, confused.
"I knew... she wasn't you. The other woman."
She knew she should tell him to rest, to save his strength, but she needed to know... "How?"
He smiled softly. Kate knew he was losing too much blood, but was helpless to stop it.
"She didn't smell like you." Kate sniffled at the quiet response.
His eyes closed. "No. No, Gibbs. Don't fall asleep on me. You gotta look at me. Open your eyes, Gibbs," she said, terrified. "Please," she choked out.
His eyes opened slightly and fixed on her face. "Don't worry 'bout me, Kate. I'll be fine."
Distant pops registered in the back of Kate's brain, but she was focused on the man on the ground. "Just look at me, Gibbs. Keep your eyes on me. Don't close your eyes."
Footsteps running toward them. "My eyes have always been on you, Katie."
Shouts of 'Over here!' "Good."
"We need a stretcher! And two men--no Mobilicorpus!"
Kate was jostled out of the way in the rush. She let go of the sweater. Two burly men in Aurors' robes gently lifted Gibbs onto a conjured stretcher and disappeared.
She looked down at her hands. They were a crimson color that she was sure would never wash out. She dropped to her knees and wept.