"Expect the Unexpected"- An "NCIS" Fan-Fic
By: Betherick1985
Summary: When McGee volunteers for a special experiment being run by is former professor and (current) mentor, he gets way more than he bargained for. Will be Mpreg, but not slash! Team friendship, possible McGiva, and all sorts of intriguing stuff! Takes place in an AU Season 9/10.
Rating: T (some violence, mentions of torture, sexy stuff, medical stuff, and language.)
Characters: Tim McGee (but will include the whole crew)
Disclaimer: I don't own "NCIS", but it would be awesome if I did!
Chapter 1
It was a rare Friday night off for the MCRT. NCIS Special Agent Timothy McGee was the first team member logged off from his computer, a rarity for the young agent.
"Hey, McSpeedy," Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo called out from his desk, "where are you headed this evening?"
"Well, I'm meeting a friend for coffee," Tim explained. "I've had to cancel on her twice this month."
"Her?" NCIS Special Agent Ziva David exclaimed. She and Tony exchanged a look of curiosity.
"Don't get excited, guys," Tim said, hitching his backpack over his shoulder. "She was one of my favorite professors when I went to Johns Hopkins. Professor Heidenreich is now the head of the Biomedical Engineering department."
"She sounds as if she was very influential in your life, McGee," Ziva stated.
"She's been a great mentor to me," he said. "She keeps me updated on the latest research in the field."
Tony grinned. "I think I speak on behalf of both of us when I say that I'm so glad you have someone else with whom to discuss Science." Ziva nodded in agreement.
Tim chuckled softly. "I'd better get going. Here's hoping we can have a nice, quiet weekend- for once." He waved to them as he stepped into the elevator.
*NCIS*
"Hey, Professor," Tim said breathlessly, sliding into a seat across from his mentor, in an isolated corner. "Sorry I'm late, traffic was a nightmare."
Professor Heidenreich looked up from her iPad and smiled. "It's okay, but I told you last time, call me Jayne."
"Right." He removed his suit jacket, and draped it over the chair. "How are you, Jayne?"
"I'm doing well," she answered. "How about you?"
"Pretty well," he replied. "NCIS keeps me busy. I apologize for having to cancel on you so many times."
"Don't worry about it," Jayne assured him. "I have so much to share with you."
"Before we get going, we'd better order," Tim said, looking up toward the counter. "It's getting busy."
As if right on cue, one of the baristas called out, "Grande Chai Latte with almond milk for Jayne, and a Grande Italian Roast with three cream and three sugar for Tim."
Tim smiled, and stood up. "You know me so well. Be back in a sec."
Moments later, after a few slips of his drink, Tim set down his cup. "So, what's new in the Biomedical field these days? You sounded excited to reschedule tonight."
Jayne moved her cup aside, and tapped the screen of her tablet. "I was. How much do you know about 3D Printing?"
"3D Printing?" Tim repeated. "It's definitely interesting stuff. Abby- I've told you about her, right?" Jayne nodded, remembering previous mentions of the forensic scientist. "Abby would love to have one to help recreate evidence. Bullet fragments, car parts, models of weapons, things like that. I understand that it's an expensive piece of equipment, though."
She nodded. "I was fortunate to receive a grant a couple years ago that allowed us to purchase one, with the intent of using it to rebuild tissue and organs." Jayne showed Tim the image on the screen.
He raised an eyebrow. "You guys created the first 3D-printed ear? I read about that last year- I didn't realize that was your work."
"I couldn't tell you at the time," she explained. "My department wanted to make sure it was fully functioning before we published our research."
"I understand," Tim said. His eyes widened with realization. "Wait, I just read about a 3D-printed jawbone. Was that yours, too?"
Jayne gave a wry smile. "I wish it was. Researchers in Belgium created that masterpiece. China isn't too far behind in the game, either."
"If I know you as well as I think I do, I would wager that your next project is going to raise the bar for your competition," he surmised.
"You would be correct," she replied. "My goal is to successfully shift into Bio-printing and Tissue engineering. But, I would like your help with this one."
"Yeah, sure, I'd be happy to," Tim said. "What did you have in mind?"
Jayne tapped the screen, and slid her index finger across the screen a couple times. "This."
Tim looked down at the image. "Whoa," he whispered. "You want to print a uterus?"
She looked up. "Actually, I already have. Three of them, to be exact."
The young agent stared at his mentor in shock. "Wow, that's… ambitious."
She beamed. "I've shared my initial findings with the FDA, and they have given me permission to move into the next phase, which is a clinical trial."
"So, what is it you want from me?" Tim asked. "I mean, you're not suggesting I…"
"Oh, gosh, no," she replied. "I would like you to help me keep my research secure. We had a scare a couple days ago- a hacker almost stole everything. I was hoping that you could create a software program that is as secure as, if not more secure, than the Pentagon."
"Oh, um sure," he answered, with a mix of confusion and disappointment in his voice.
Jayne detected the shift in his tone. "I thought of you first, as I know this type of work is in your wheelhouse, so to speak."
"Oh, of course." Tim smiled, trying to shrug off his initial reaction. "Thank you."
The older woman raised an eyebrow. "You were thinking that I was asking you to participate in my trial."
"No!" he blurted out. He sighed, and looked down. "Maybe."
"It's an interesting idea, to be sure," she mused. "Definitely out-of-the-box. I haven't started looking for volunteers yet."
Tim's mind was spinning. First, he thought that she wanted him to do the experiment. Then, she asked him to do something totally different- and he was disappointed about it! Now, she was possibly open to the idea. Much to his surprise, he found that he was as well. He looked her square in the eye.
"I'll do it. I'll volunteer."
"To build the software program, or participate in the clinical trial?" Professor Heidenreich sipped her latte.
"Both," Tim answered confidently.
"As excited as I am to have someone so willing," she explained, "please think it over. You know, sleep on it. I would never want you to feel forced into doing this for me."
Tim smiled. "I don't feel forced. You're doing something amazing, and I would be honored to be a part of it. But, there are some people I would like to speak to first."
Jayne turned off her tablet, and leaned forward. "If you decide to go through with this, I'll be drawing up a confidentiality agreement for you and your co-workers. Seeing as how they are as close as family, I feel that you will benefit from having their support." She stood up.
Tim did the same. "Absolutely. They mean… a lot… to me."
"I should also tell you that you'll need to take a week off to start off the trial," she informed him.
"I think I can manage that," he replied.
Jayne shook his hand, then pulled him into a friendly hug. "Call me when you've made your decision."
"I will. Talk to you soon." Once they went their separate ways, he climbed into his car, and headed back to the Navy Yard. He knew exactly to whom he wanted to speak first.
*NCIS*