Hi, here's my new crossover. I hope you guys like it, it's a three-way crossover between NCIS, Silence of the Lambs and X-Files it is an experiment of sorts so please bare with me. I don't own any of the shows/movies or characters just the plot of this story. The chapter goes into Clarice's point of view at end future chapters will be written from her point of view. As always read and review and tell me what you think reviews keep me updating :) ~Serria Spell23.

A/N: Jen and Gibbs are married and Mulder and Scully are established. Also, the plot is really AU hopefully it's not too confusing :)

Ch.1-Crash Landings

Lieutenant Kendell Grey walked around the Naval base, steps hurrying along the pavement to get to the meeting she was supposed to be attending. As she walked inside the gate, she glanced over into the yard and something caught her eye. The outline of a ship-like object was etched in the ground a few feet away, Kendell raised an eyebrow permitting herself a closer look. She reached out a hand, fingertips inches from the surface. As she brushed the cool metal, it started to pulse and glow.

Jenny Shepard sat at her desk in her office. The work day had been slow and she wanted nothing more than go home where she and Gibbs did not have to be complete strangers. Although, she knew what she agreed to when he proposed to her and all that it entailed. The phone rang suddenly, startling Jen from her thoughts. "Hello?" she said, eyes drifting to her ring finger absentmindedly.

"Hi, Jen, it's Scully." The director smiled at the sound of her friend's voice, the pent up tension leaving her muscles.

"Dana, how have you been? More importantly, how are you and Mulder and why are you calling?"

Scully paused before answering, phrasing her reply carefully. "I'm fine…it's complicated and you haven't heard? A Navy Lieutenant found the remains of a UFO on the base that means Agent Doggett and I are needed."

"…Extraterrestrial activity are you kidding me, Dana?"

The office door opened rather unceremoniously, revealing Gibbs, who if she knew him well enough had probably been listening outside the door the entire time.

"What's going on, Jen," he asked, setting a coffee cup on the corner of her desk, kissing her cheek quickly. His wife eyed him with an irritated glint, pressing her hand to her forehead. Putting her hand over the receiver, Jenny met his gaze.

"Jethro, this is one of those times that I really wish you would knock."

"Sorry, Jen."

She sighed, lifting the cup to her lips briefly. "Prepare the team we have a case and be careful it's a bit out of our comfort zones," she replied in an undertone.

Gibbs smirked, "Aren't I always, Jen? I love you."

Jenny grinned, feeling his fingers stroking her hand. "I love you too, Jethro." She uncovered the receiver and spoke into it. "Of course, see you soon, Dana. I expect you'll be meeting Gibbs and the team at the crime scene?"

"Yes Jen, Agent Doggett and I will meet them there," the director's friend answered.

"All right, bye, Dana."

"Bye Jen." Gibbs watched as his wife hung up the phone, staring wide-eyed in her direction.

"Are you going to stand there gawking, Jethro or say what's on your mind?" Her expression refused to leave its neutral state as she attempted to analyze his thoughts—thoughts that he preferred to keep hidden because of his infamous stubborn streak. "What?" Jenny continued to hold her husband's piercing gaze with her equally intense one—green eyes never parting from his.

"Jen, please don't tell me that we got roped into assisting on another of Scully's cases? They're out of our jurisdiction."

She smiled, rising to her feet. "Well, dear, technically we don't have much choice because this one pertains to the Navy."

The agent ran his fingers through his hair slightly irritated. "What! How? "Oh never mind," he said tiredly, "I'll just let Scully explain it."

A few minutes later, the team arrived at the crime scene and were met by a redhead that Tony and McGee were unfamiliar with. She spared them a swift glance and a slight smile, kneeling down to examine the remnants of the UFO, concentration clear in her features. A man with dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and a look identical to hers stood off to the side.

DiNozzo looked at his friend questioningly. "Who is she, McGee?"

"I don't know, Tony, maybe the Director knows her."

He sighed, "The redheads are multiplying. Still, she is attractive." A smirk replaced the apprehensive expression his face had worn a moment ago. The senior field agent walked over to the woman absorbed in the crashed ship. "Hi, very special agent Anthony DiNozzo and you are?"

Scully didn't waste time in replying as she lifted a sample of a charred substance into a container. "Dana Scully and don't bother I'm not interested."

Tony's eyes were wounded. No woman had ever rejected him before was he losing his touch? "But you don't even know what I was going to say," he replied, "how can you insist you know me?"

She shook her head sadly. "I have dealt with someone like you, someone I miss."

Jen rested a hand on the agent's shoulder, offering a subtle sign of support. "I'm sorry, Dana." Scully gazed into her friend's eyes, a grin gently touching the corners of her mouth.

"Never apologize it's a sign of weakness," Gibbs called. Glancing over her shoulder, the director scowled as her glare cut him across the distance.

"Jethro, you're still holding on to that rule whether you want to believe it there are acceptations in certain situations."

Her husband shrugged, "I know, Jen."

I sat down across from Mr. Crawford staring at him intently, wondering why he'd called me into his office. "Have I done something wrong, Sir?" I questioned, blowing a hair out of my face.

"No, Starling, of course not. How would you feel about a transfer?" I met his gaze, confusion briefly clouding my expression.

"Why would that be necessary?"

My boss shook his head. "I just figured that a reassignment to the X-Files division would interest you. Since Agent Mulder's gone missing they have been short-staffed."

"Dana has Agent Doggett, what's your ulterior motive, Sir?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I am not trying anything underhanded I swear, Starling. It was simply a suggestion but I thought you would want to support Scully through this difficult time? At least then she'd have one person she was comfortable with working alongside her."

I clenched my fists lightly in my lap. Damn he is attempting to entice me! I thought, frustration building within me. I chose my next words carefully, considering the options. "I'm not refusing the idea I'll just be on my guard that's all."

Crawford nodded and I got up, leaving the office behind me. As I packed my belongings I could not help wondering what the future would hold.