Author's Note: Oneshots can get boring, so I've decided to write a more lengthy McKate fic. Hope you all enjoy. (For those wondering, yes I'm a gun freak. Weapons are a bit of a... guilty habit for me. Uh, just... knowing about them. I'm not a pyscho.) Read on!

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS Characters, or the killer. (He's a villain from another fandom.) The Jericho/Baby Eagle is a product of Israili Military Industries.

- Chapter 1 -

Five... four... three... two... one.

Midnight.

A man, cloaked in a black trenchcoat stepped out of a silver mercedes benz, and reached inside for the weapon sitting on the passenger's seat. A modified, sawed-off, double barrel shotgun. He loaded to slugs into the weapon, and shut his door. He immediately started the walk.

Across the street, there was a small suburban house. Two men were inside. Petty Officer Don Rafferty and Special Agent "Slick Nick" Collins. He knew his targets.

The man adjusted his shades and stopped in front of the door. Waiting for a moment, he bound forward and kicked in the door.

The two men - who were in the living room - heard the door crash open. Rafferty didn't last long, receiving a blast in the stomach from the sawed-off. Collins pulled out a Sigarms P228. He let two rounds out of his pistol, which merely struck the invader's vest.

He tried to blast Collins, still standing like a divine entity in the doorway. The shell missed. Collins broke into a combat roll, and took position behind the coffee table.

"Get on the ground, now!" He screamed.

The man broke open his weapon, ignoring Nick's order, and tried to slip in another two shells.

Police sirens slipped in through the chaos. The attacker looked up and out onto the street. His gaze switched from Collins, to the squad cars pulling around the corner.

"Get on the ground, you bastard!"

Continuously ignoring Collins' orders. He turned and stepped out of the door frame.

"Son of a bitch." Nick bound over the overturned coffee table and ran outside. He looked frantically and saw the Mercedes driving away. He ran after it, firing rounds into the back bumper. "Shit!"

He quickly returned to the living room of the house and looked down. He holstered his weapon and sighed. Withdrawing a work cell phone from his inner coat pocket, he flipped it open.

"I'm a special agent with the Federal Bureau of Investigation," He said, "We've been attacked, there's an officer down. I repeat, there is an officer killed!"

He lowered his phone and sighed.

- Apartment of Agent Caitlin Todd -

Special Agent Caitlin Todd was finishing up a quickly scraped together breakfast, when she heard a quick knock on her front door.

"Kate?" Asked a voice. "Uh... Kate! You there?"

"Hold on Tim!" She quickly shuffled to the door, and opened it up. Of course, perfectly on time, Special Agent Timothy McGee. She reached out and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and beckoned him in. "Hey."

Tim gave her a blank look, and shook his head. "Right. We gotta go, I just got a call from Gibbs. We've got an urgent case."

She nodded. "Alight, let me just get my coat."

McGee took one step, trying to follow her into the apartment. Only to feel the door smack him in the nose. Rubbing his bruised sniffer, he waited for the door to open seconds later, and Kate slip out.

"Thanks for that." He said childishly, rubbing his nose.

"Oh relax." She said, giving him a small hug. "So, any details on the case?"

Tim slipped his arm around her waist, guiding them both down the stairs back to the front door. "Dead petty officer, he was murdered in the middle of the night. That's all he said." He quickly ran out to the car. Opening the passenger door, he let Kate climb in first.

"Thanks" She said, before McGee shut the door. He quickly returned to the driver's seat, and shut that door behind him.

Kate tried to stretch out in the passenger seat, only able to knock the glove compartment open.

"Hey... you keep the eagle' in your glove compartment?" She said, eying the Baby Eagle pistol inside.

McGee reached over and slapped it shut. "It's a Jericho." He corrected.

The two continued to converse, while Tim pulled away from the curb. From there, the traversed the easy journey from the outside of Kate's apartment building, out to the NCIS building.