This fan fiction will have some McGee, and ZivaxOC. Russian Mafia in NYC! R/R!
Chapter 1: Mafia
Tim McGee was usually on time for work. But that day, he had slept late. When he woke up, his phone was ringing, with the caller ID showing "DiNozzo". McGee rolled out of bed, and picked it up.
"Morning McLate! " Tony said happily.
"What do you want, Tony"
"Hurry up and get to HQ! We have a case in the Big Apple!"
"What?"
"Looks like a Mafia Group from Italy is going to try to take out the resident Russian Mob."
"What does this have to do with NCIS?"
"The Italians have some hired hitmen that are marines"
"Oh."
"Be here in 15, McMafia, or else"
"Whatever Tony"
On the flight to NYC, McGee typed away on his computer, researching on the two Mafia groups. The Russian Mafia had surprisingly little criminal activity. The Italians, on the other hand, had been very busy. Tim sighed. When he was younger, he had been fascinated with the organized crime groups, and taking them down. Now, he dreaded it.
-*flashback*-
"McGee look out!" A voice called. Tim thought it sounded like Gibbs, but he wasn't sure. Gunfire cut through the air. They were trying to take down a Mafia group in DC that was trying to take out a Marine recruitment camp. One hitman aimed at McGee. The next moment, Tim was on the ground. Shouts echoed through the room. McGee had been shot in the stomach. He gasped in pain.
-*end flashback*-
McGee continued working, until they arrived in NYC. He looked around. Then, he froze. Two men, who looked Russian, stood on the edge of the airport. They cast weary glances at the arriving agents, but didn't run off. McGee watched. One of the men grabbed his phone and made a call, probably to his boss. McGee didn't point it out to the others, but he kept watching. The men followed the agents, keeping a fair distance behind.
Next Chapter: Meeting the mob