like a psychotic rainbow (raindroproses) wrote,
like a psychotic rainbow

FF: Unexpected Discoveries, Part 14

Title: Unexpected Discoveries, (14/?)

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.

Author's Note: Wow, this is sappy. Gibbs/Kate shipper alert! (For those that haven't already had it smacked over their head with a seven iron, that is. *grin*)

"Kate, come on." Tony tugged on her arm. "You gotta see him sometime."

"Leave me alone, Tony," Kate said dully.

"Kate..." Tony knelt in front of her. "He wouldn't want you to blame yourself."

She looked up with bloodshot eyes. "But it is my fault. I shot him, for God's sake!"

"Only after his life was threatened. And I'm sure he knows it was an accident." Accident or no, Kate was not going to be convinced.

"Caitlin Todd!" Ducky scolded. Kate looked up at the doctor. "You get in that room right now, before I tell Jethro about your sulking!"

Kate's eyes blazed. She stood and walked over to the door. Taking a deep breath, she entered the ward.

She never noticed the satisfied smile on Ducky's face.


She slowly approached Gibbs' bed. It was strange, not seeing him hooked up to life-support systems. He was pale, and there was a large bandage wrapped around his abdomen, but he was sleeping soundly. Kate sat hesitantly in the chair next to his bed. She jumped as the curtains closed around them, giving them a semblance of privacy.

She gazed at the sleeping man. What if they hadn't gotten him to the hospital on time? What if they hadn't been able to use magic on him?

What if... whoever that person was... had gotten there earlier? What if she had gotten there later? What would have happened to the man she... she...

She took a deep, shuddering breath. She couldn't imagine her life without him. Sure, he was a bastard at times, but he was an attentive, intense, intelligent bastard. He was a kind, gentle, caring man at times, as well.

He was the man she loved.

Oh, she had fought it. After all, she hadn't wanted to lose her job. However, it was a losing battle. God knew she had always been attracted to him. But after working with him for over a year and getting to know him (well, as much as anyone "knew" Gibbs), she had slowly lost her heart to the stubborn, irritating man.

Losing him... especially like this... it was just unimaginable. She needed his dry wit and untouchable persona. She needed to see him every day--even if she had to keep her true feelings a secret.

Sometimes, when the struggle got too tiring or his behavior too exasperating, she wished she had never met him. But those times never lasted for long.

She was so confused. What had been going through his head when he had kissed the woman who looked like her? Had he known it wasn't her before kissing her? What had the other woman told him?

Kate stared at the floor. Had the other woman known how she felt about Gibbs? The thought sent a chill through Kate. She wasn't sure if she should hope that Gibbs knew, or pray that she hadn't told him.

Kate's shoulders began to tremble. She tried to hold the tears back. A tear escaped her eye and trickled down her cheek. Damn it! She hadn't cried this much since... well, she couldn't remember the last time she had.

A slightly cool, rough palm gently wiped her tears away. Kate jumped at the unexpected touch. She looked up into ice blue eyes. "Hey."

"Gibbs..." Kate whispered. "I'm so--"

He placed a finger over her lips. "Kate, how many times have I told you..."

"'Never say you're sorry.'" Kate gave him a shaky smile.

"Yeah." He smirked.

Kate cleared her throat. "Uh, Abby found a lead on the case."

"And...?" Gibbs dropped his hand. Kate hid her disappointment. Her heart leapt when he took her hand in his.

"Well, Tony showed Auror Long how fingerprinting works. Abby ran her prints just for the hell of it--and they got a match."

"Something tells me that our good friend was at one of the crime scenes."

Kate nodded, unsurprised. "Uh-huh. I tried to call you, but you didn't pick up your phone. So I went to your house." She paused. "You know what happened after that."

"Did you talk to the Aurors?" Gibbs asked.

"Tony called Colonel MacKenzie."


Kate looked down at their entwined fingers. She didn't know what to say. She knew what she wanted to ask--but she just couldn't.

"What is it, Kate?" Gibbs asked. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Katie." She looked at him in surprise. That was twice that he had called her Katie in a 24-hour period. "I know you have questions. Ask them."

She hesitated--then blurted out, "Did you know she wasn't me when you kissed her?"

He shook his head. "No."

Kate was shocked. He had never answered one of her questions so bluntly before. "Okay, who are you and what have you done with my Agent Gibbs?" she asked before she could stop herself.

"Your Agent Gibbs," he replied, stressing your, "is right here." He placed her hand on his chest.

She decided to press her luck. "Then why did you kiss her, if you didn't know...?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly. "Why do you think?" That was more like the Jethro Gibbs she knew.

"With you, I don't know what to think." Kate sighed.

"Then let me give you a clue, Agent Todd." He sat up. His hand went to the back of her neck. He pulled her toward him gently and kissed her.

Shock and delight warred in Kate's mind. She moaned as he broke the kiss.

"Wow," she whispered, raising a hand to her lips. He chuckled. "And don't say it," Kate scowled.

"Say what?" Gibbs replied.

She gave him a look. "Don't play innocent with me, Gibbs." She sobered. "But I thought you said..."


"That if I got involved with another co-worker, you wouldn't give me a chance to resign."

"Is that what you want to do?"

"No, but..."

"Then you won't have to resign."

Kate could tell he had made up his mind about something. "Gibbs? What are you thinking?" He didn't answer. Kate's stomach sank. "Oh, no, Jethro Gibbs. You get that thought out of your head right now."

"It's my decision to make, Kate," he replied stubbornly.

"And it's my life that it'll be affecting--as well as Tony's, and Abby's, and Ducky's! You are not resigning. If anyone leaves, it'll be me."

"Kate..." Gibbs said in exasperation.

"No." Kate glared at him.

He sighed. "Can we talk about this later?"

"Oh, we will, Gibbs. Believe me." Kate yawned. The adrenaline that had been keeping her going all night was now abating, leaving her utterly exhausted.

"Kate, when was the last time you slept?" Gibbs asked severely.

"Uh... last night?" she replied.

He fixed her with a glare. "Try again."

She sighed. "I caught a few hours at my desk the night before last."

He snorted. "And you sent me home to sleep?" Shaking his head, he shifted to one side of the bed and lifted the covers. "Come here."

She stared. "Are... are you sure?" she asked hesitantly, certain that he had lost his mind.

"Would I have asked if I wasn't sure?" She considered this. No, Gibbs would never offer anything he wasn't ready to give.

She slipped off her shoes and stood. She carefully eased herself onto the bed. It was a tight fit, but Kate didn't mind in the least. She only wished it wasn't a hospital bed.

When Gibbs placed an arm around her, she sighed and relaxed. She felt his chin come to rest on the top of her head. She listened to his steady, reassuring heartbeat. He felt so warm, and alive, and... and safe.

She felt his breathing begin to slow. She followed his example, slipping into a deep, contented slumber.
Tags: crossovers, fic: jag, fic: ncis
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