A Valentine Mystery

Summary: ATF and NCIS teams Seven and Gibbs start receiving valentines from a secret admirer. But is it really Tony behind all of this?

AN: A Valentine crossover between Mag7 and NCIS!

Okay, here's the deal: I will post this first in Mag7 Fandom until after V-Day. Then I will move it over to the crossover section. Kay?

No pairings. Slash or otherwise. Maybe mentions of relationships between other agents and teams…

Disclaimer: NCIS is not mine, nor is Mag7 Old West TV canon or ATF fanfiction canon.

Chapter One: Vin

Josiah Sanchez, leaning back against the airport seat, was content in the banter flying around him as he and his team waited with NCIS Special Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo for his plane.

The Italian agent had been with the team since Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, thanks to some well deserved downtime and everyone was sad to see him go. The eight of them had had a wonderful time together and Josiah knew that the group of them wouldn't forget anytime soon.

"Hey, Josiah," Nathan Jackson stood behind him. "Tony wants to know if we'll be visiting for Valentine's Day."

"Yeah, 'Siah," Tony grinned hopefully. "Abby's been wanting to get you guys to one of her parties for a long time now."

"We only met the team last year," JD Dunne smiled slightly. "The only reason we did, anyway, was because Tony, Chris, and Buck used to know each other as cops."

"Good times," Buck Wilmington nodded dreamily. "How I miss them."

"I don't," Tony grumbled. "I have enough crazy adventures at NCIS. And I really didn't need a reminder of the Christmas Case."

Tony and Buck shuddered as they remembered the case that had brought them and Chris Larabee into each other's paths. Tony had been a rookie cop at the time and Buck had taken the younger under his wing.

Chris, the team leader, noticeably paled at that horrible case.

Josiah, Nathan, and JD traded looks with Vin Tanner and Ezra Standish. No matter what they did, they and Tony's DC based team just couldn't get them to say another word on that case. Considering what Ziva David had told them of Tony's reaction to a joke taken too far, they really weren't all that sure they wanted to know.

Tony tilted his head to the side and frowned as his flight was called. "Well, boys, it's been fun."

"We'll definitely come see you on the 14th," JD nodded. The others tentatively agreed, though they probably would spend that V-Day in DC with their friends.

"Alright… Well, Sarge, Chief, boys, see you in two weeks."

Ezra smiled and nodded while the others got their third round of good-byes. Vin clasped his friend's forearm and Tony pulled the Texan into a hug.

'Vin's come a long way,' Josiah noted as Vin squeezed right back. It used to be that Vin wouldn't stand a hug. Now, the friends were working on having the Texan initiate them.

The boys stuck around to see Tony's plane safely off the ground then went back to the office for some loose ends.

It was when Buck was the first one off the elevator that things really started getting interesting.

"Hey, Junior, I think you've got a secret admirer!" The big man crowed as he headed toward the sharpshooter's desk.

There, in the space in front of the computer, was a wrapped box no bigger than a tissue box. It was wrapped in a heart designed wrapping paper and didn't have an accompanying note or anything to give away the identity of the sender.

"I bet it's Miss Carla in Team One," JD said, also heading over to his teammate's desk. "She seems to like Vin."

"Not unless her girl wants a trio," Buck laughed at the look on his roomie's face. "Heck, kid, why did you think I left the girl alone?"

"Should we scan it?" Nathan wanted to know, studying the box on the desk.

"Vin?" Chris prodded. "Your call."

"Nah," the Texan smiled slightly, eyes shining shyly. "I think I know who's behind it."

He picked it up and slowly began to unwrap it. As the last of the paper was taken off, the Seven saw that it really was a tissue box filled with tissue paper. The top of the box had been cut off.

"What's in it?" JD questioned. Vin carefully parted the red paper and smiled at what he found.

"A dream catcher," Ezra breathed from beside his friend. It was very pretty; there were three feathers tied to the sides and there was an eagle-shaped bead tied into the middle. The strings were a soothing blue, the feathers light brown, and the ring itself was a pine green. It was also far from perfect, but the energy and attempt was what made all the difference.

"Not many people can make a dream catcher," Josiah noted.

Chris had to wonder about the soft look on his brother's face. It was like he was thinking of a family member… or a very cherished friend.