Buffy belongs to Joss. NCIS belongs to Bellisario. No money is being made here, it's all in good fun.Note:
Belatedly discovered I'd never posted this Fic a Day story back in August... better late than never, right?
Kate blinked when she saw the blonde head weaving through the crowd. Surely not…
No, it was definitely her. She hadn’t expected to ever see Buffy Summers again. Actually, she had hoped she’d never have to see the woman code named Slayer ever again. Yet here she came, and Kate saw the look of recognition when Summers spotted her. She changed course, definitely heading for the NCIS crew.
Surely God, the universe, or whatever was toying with her. Bad enough that they had to investigate two bodies at a bikini contest- both contestants, of course- but to throw Summers in on top of it? Tony was going to love this- and probably stick at least one foot in his mouth.
“Tony, a word of warning,” Kate said firmly, getting both Tony and Gibbs’ attention. “There is a woman coming to talk to us. Do not say anything rude or insulting. If you do, I will not stop her when she twists you into a pretzel.”
“The woman hasn’t been born-“
“Yes, she has, actually,” Kate cut him off. “Mind your manners, DiNozzo.”
She hoped to god Summers hadn’t heard any of that, because here she was.
“Agent Todd. I didn’t expect to see you here- I thought you were with the Secret Service,” Buffy said, obviously sizing up the situation.
“Not anymore,” Kate replied. “I had to resign. Broke some rules about workplace romance.”
“Sound like stupid rules,” Buffy replied. “You in charge here?”
“They’re not stupid rules,” Gibbs cut in. “I’m in charge.”
Buffy’s eyes flicked from Kate to Gibbs, hovering only briefly on Tony before returning to Kate- who could have sworn she’d seen a split-second eye-roll for Tony.
“I may have jurisdiction here, Agent Todd. I’ll be working the area. If I find what I expect to find, I’ll call you and you and your people will need to clear out.”
Kate groaned silently to herself. As she’d expected, Gibbs fired up immediately.
“Look, I don’t know who you are, Miss-“
“Nope, and you’re not likely to,” Buffy replied, politely but firmly. “Agent Todd does, though, and she knows how high I am in the pecking order. She’ll explain while I go do my job. And please, don’t waste anyone’s time trying to fight me on this. Trust me when I say you won’t win.”
With that, she turned to go.
“Boss, you’re just going to-“ DiNozzo began, only to have Kate shake her head.
“Yeah, he’s going to,” Kate sighed. She was going to be explaining until they got back to the Navy Yard. Possibly longer.
“Short version: about the only one who can call her off a case is the President, and he’s unlikely to if she tells him the case falls under her jurisdiction. The only reason I know about it is because all agents on Presidential detail were briefed on her and told in no uncertain terms not to get in her way if she ever walked in using the priority code word, no matter where or when. You don’t have the clearance to know anything more than that, even her name.”
“Won’t back you on this one,” Kate said. “Believe me. I doubt he’s been briefed about what she does, but he’ll know of her. Once someone tells him the Slayer is here, he’ll order us to cooperate, and if she says leave, to get back to DC yesterday.”
“So what do we do, Boss?” DiNozzo asked.
“We keep investigating unless we’re told to leave, DiNozzo,” Gibbs snapped. “Get back to the restroom and finish those sketches.”
DiNozzo stomped off.
Gibbs turned back to her.
“Slayer?” he prompted.
“It’s her code name,” Kate replied. “Her real name is need to know. If she shows you ID, it will either be blank or have an alias.”
“You know what this Slayer does?” he asked.
Kate glanced from side to side to make sure no one was eavesdropping before she nodded. She generally tried not to think about what Buffy Summers did. Or how long she’d been doing it.
“Do you think she’s throwing her weight around?” Gibbs wanted to know.
“No,” Kate said emphatically. “If she’s here, there’s probably a damn good reason for it. If there isn’t, she’ll clear out. She doesn’t like it when people get in her way, so she tries not to get into anyone else’s.”
“Good news and bad news, NCIS,” came a voice from behind them.
Kate and Gibbs turned to find Buffy was back. Despite her promise of good news, she didn’t look very happy.
“Good news?” Kate asked.
“Contestant #3, Tiffani? She’s all yours,” Buffy said. “No complications that put her in my area.”
“And the bad news?” Gibbs demanded.
“Contestant #6, Amber, is definitely mine.”
“So how do we handle this?” Gibbs asked.
“Is it possible for you to make it look like you’re taking both bodies when you clear out of here with Tiffani? Which, by the way, it would be helpful if you could do ASAP.”
Gibbs sized her up. Kate had no idea what his gut was telling him about her, but whatever it was, evidently he was satisfied.
“I think we can do that. Anything else?”
Buffy shook her head.
“Nope. I’ll handle the rest.”
“Agent Todd? You can tell him. Anybody tries to give you grief about national security or whatever, tell them I authorized it.”
“Thanks,” Kate said, a bit thrown. It was unexpected, to say the least. “But why?”
“It’s just nice to have an agency not argue when we have to take something over. Judging by the way things are going, chances are not having to fight you about this is going to be the best part of my day.”