AN: so I have decided to do another Lotr crossover. This time it is with NCIS. I am not sure where this is going, but there is going to be some changes to the story lines for both ncis and Lotr.
Prologue
18-year-old Jessica sighed as she walked out to her car at her Washington DC school. It had been a long and hectic week for the teen. It was the seven-year anniversary of her mother's death. She did not feel like being in the school any longer than she has to.
Jessica Nicole Gibbs was the daughter of the former Director of NCIS, as well as the Special Agent-In-Charge. That meant that she constantly was surrounded by a security detail.
But, today she was not. She had managed to escape them. It gave her the chance to unwind from her drama filled school day. She was the most popular girl at school and everyone wanted her attention.
"Thank goodness no over protective agents today." Jessica sighed.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind caused Jessica to shield her blue eyes from the autumn leaves that blew in her face. As quickly as it came, the wind stopped. When Jessica looked up, she noticed a very peculiar thing, her car was no longer in front of her.
Instead, she stood in the middle of a forest in the middle of nowhere. The red head began to panic because she was not in DC anymore.
"Oh no... this is not freaking funny!" She cried out loud, running a nervous hand through the copper tussles, "Dinozzo, I swear if you have anything to do with this, you are so dead."
Out in the distance, she seen a cloud of dust moving fast and towards her. Jessica reached into her book bag and pulled out an M9 hand gun from a secret pocket. Her gut told her that she was definitely not in DC.
Meanwhile, a group of filthy and half decayed monsters were running towards the girl their master wanted. She was the only other thing that could help him bring darkness to middle earth.
They had been told when and where she would arrive. All they had to do was bring her to him.
The monsters spotted her standing in the middle of the field with a strange black object in her hand. Nothing that they couldn't handle.
They heard the girl say something in a strange language and raise the object up.
Jessica stood petrified, watching a group of disgusting looking monsters that looked like something off of McGee's video games she would play with him.
"Stay back or I shoot." She yelled, raising up the hand gun.
The monsters kept charging at her with no fear, so Jessica fired her weapon and killed one of the monsters. The group charged at her with twice as much vigor. Jessica stood her ground as she continued to fire her weapon, knowing she had more than enough ammunition in her bag.
Just as she was ready to empty her first clip, a group of three emerged out of nowhere with swords, bows and battle axes. The redhead frowned, realizing she was definitely not in her world anymore.
The group took out the monsters, sometimes three at a time with practiced ease. She quickly changed the clip and aided them, moving closer to enhance her deadly accuracy. One of the men looked shocked to see her helping them.
Once the monsters were dead, Jessica picked up all her clips and put them and the handgun back in her book bag.
Jessica noticed one of the men was watching her, quietly observing her. The girl noticed he was dressed in dark colors. She also seen her had black hair and silver gray eyes. He was also obviously older than her, but still very handsome and tall. He put his sword away and walked over to Jessica.
"Are you well, milady?" He asked softly, looking down at her.
Jessica looked at the pile of dead bodies of the monsters then at him, slowly nodding.
"Physically I'm fine, but I have no idea where the hell I am." Jessica told him, emotion slipping into her voice. It was an emotion she did not show ever; fear.
The man frowned, noticing how frightened the girl before him was. She didn't look like she was from Middle Earth at all. Her state of dress would never be allowed in any part of the world, especially in the elven realms or Gondor.
"Milady, may I ask where you are from...you do not appear to be from here." He asked.
Jessica laughed bitterly as tears silently rolled down her cheeks. She was not from there.
"A place I know you have not heard of...I have no idea how I got here at all " Jessica replied, looking up at the concerned silver eyes. "Perhaps Gandalf could help...he has a way of knowing things that most do not." He told her, smiling softly at her. "Maybe... I just know that I have to figure out where I am or else I am going to lose it...my dad is gonna flip knowing I am not with that detail... If I ever end up home." Jessica said, causing the man to look at her. "Why do you have an escort?" He asked, intrigued. "Because my mother was the head of a part of my country's intelligence network and she had some people who wanted her dead...she died when I was ten...my father, well most would like to get him just because he can be a little bit of a pain in the rear to the other agencies." Jessica replied, smirking at the thought of her father annoying the fire out of a certain FBI agent. The man nodded, understanding what she meant.
When she reached the group, the others looked at her with shock at the girl that accompanied their companion. She wore a short skirt with a type of checkered design, a strange looking leather jacket and a white shirt with high heeled black studded heels and sheer black stockings. She had long copper red hair that curled from root to tip with icy blueish gray eyes. She carried two strange bags.
"Who is she?" The long haired blonde asked, looking at Jessica, in a strange language. "The girl that Gandalf warned us of finding. It seems she is more than just a girl; she appears to have some fight in her." The black haired man replied.
Jessica knew when she was being talked about and hated it. Her parents use to talk about in Russian about her.
"Hey, y'all know it is rude to talk about someone in a different language." Jessica stated.
The short red haired man began laughing at her statement and the looks of the elf's and man's faces.
"looks like she's a fiery one...I like the lass if she can shut you lads up." He laughed. "Well thank you so much Master Gimli for stating the obvious." The elf replied.
Jessica laughed softly making the dark haired man smiles fondly shaking his head.
"What is your name lass?" He asked, looking at her. "Jessica." She replied, smiling softly. "Good Lady Jessica, I have never seen that elf shout his mouth so quickly before... Thank you." Gimli told her.
Jessica laughed and shook her head. These people already reminded her of her family.
"No problem... So what happens from here... I'm pretty sure I'm no longer in my world anymore." Jessica asked, looking over go the dark haired man.
"You will come with us...it is not safe for you to be on your own...there a more terrible thing in this world than orcs and I would hate for you to come across them alone." He replied, almost protectively.
"Aragorn, Mithrandir sent me to see what was taking..." A blonde man said, appearing from behind the trees. "We are coming; we ran into a little trouble." Aragorn told him pointing to the pile of orc bodies. "I see, who is she and what in the name of the valar is she wearing?" He replied "she is dressed like a..."
Jessica gave him a challenging look, daring him to finish the sentence. He quickly shut his mouth and didn't push it anymore.
Aragorn looked at her, his grey eyes apologizing for Boromir. She shook her head, understanding she was the odd one out.
"I may have a pair of jeans in my bag...I was planning on changing once I got to the office...here they are...anywhere I can change?" Jessica asked, looking at Aragorn.
"Behind the trees...we will wait for you." Aragorn said, as she headed over to change. "Thank you." Jessica told him.
When she returned, she wore a pair of dark wash jeans that had silver designs going down the side. They gave her already tiny frame a curvier appearance. Aragorn looked floored when he seen her.
"Is this better?" She asked, knowing that her style of dress was still very different.
"Yes...better." He replied, finding not hard to find the right words.
"Having trouble avoiding the prophecy, Estel?" Legolas asked in elvish. "Oh shut it...you get the same way around my sister." Aragorn replied, swatting at him.
"Are you back to talking about me again?" Jessica teased, noticing the light blush on Aragorn's face.
"Perhaps." Came the reply of the blonde elf.
"Well it's annoying." Jessica mumbled, causing Gimli to laugh. "Aragorn, I think we should keep her." He said.
Aragorn did not respond, already knowing she would be. He just wondered how she would take being told she could never go home.
When the group finally arrived back at the camp, an old man dressed in gray looked relived. There were four smaller boys, all crowded around a pot.
"I see you have found our guest." He said, looking at Jessica. "Aye, Gandalf, she can make the ranger and elf stop their yammering with a look." Gimli exclaimed, making him chuckle.
"Indeed, she has also slain several orcs." Legolas added, making the old man nod.
"I see, Jessica, daughter of Jethro and Jennifer, am I correct?" He asked, making the teen snap her head up. There was a slight pang of sadness when he mentioned her mother.
"How did you know my parents?" Jessica asked, concern slipping into her voice.
"Because I have met them, a long time ago...I told them when you were in a treatment session that you were going to survive your cancer and that you had a very important role to play in the future." Gandalf said, his blue eyes boring into her's.
"And what exactly is that?" She asked, looking at him. "You are going to help stop Sauron from taking over middle earth." He told her, "you my dear, are a part of a plan set in place by the Lord himself."
Jessica sighed, knowing that if God had something to do with it, then she had to follow.
"Alright...will I ever see my family again?" She asked, her steel blue eyes teary. "No... I'm afraid you will not." Gandalf said, "but you will find your other half while here...and the two of the you will start your own."
Jessica stared at wizard, feeling like the world around her was crashing down. She felt sick in her heart, knowing that her family would never share in any special events ever again.
"Okay." Jessica sniffled, staring at the wizard, "I'll do it." "Very good, now why don't we introduce everyone." Gandalf replied, smiling back.
AN: I hope you all like the story and please remember to review. I hope to have the next chapter up as soon as possible. I will be starting classes back soon.
