If the summary wasn't clear enough, this is the first in four chapters of oneshots with Elena as part of a pairing. This one is McGee (NCIS); I'm planning on doing one with Angel (Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel)), Aragorn or Legolas (Lord of the Rings), Reid (Criminal Minds), and Mitchell (Being Human- UK)

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An Important Question: McGee/Elena

McGee wouldn't lie- he was nervous. He had been all day, glancing constantly at the clock to see how close the time was getting to his date. His teammates noticed his nervousness also.

"What's with the look, McNervous?" Tony had asked, getting up and standing directly in front of the younger man's desk.

From the other side of the bullpen, he could see Ziva getting up and joining Tony. Gibbs wasn't there- he was probably off getting his umpteenth coffee cup.

"It's nothing Tony- just a date." He replied.

"Is it with that Elena chick you introduced as your girlfriend a few weeks back?" His coworker asked.

"Yes, it's with her." McGee said. He had been dating Elena for a few months before he had introduced her to the team- the opportunity had never presented itself.

"You did not seem nervous before, I do not see what the big deal is." Ziva chimed in.

McGee saw a familiar twinkle develop in Tony's eyes and knew what was coming next.

"Unless McGee here is thinking about popping the question." He said, smiling, with a hint of his usual teasing behind it.

The agent chose to stay silent, reluctant to admit that for once Tony was right. The expression on the other man's face when he pieced it together was almost comical.

"You're really going to ask her?" He asked, and McGee finally nodded in confirmation. "Way to go McGee! I never thought I'd live to see the day." He said, though underneath it he knew Tony was seriously congratulating him.

"Congratulations McGee- I am sure she will say yes." Ziva said, smiling at him.

"Thank you Ziva." He replied, returning her smile.

At the sound of the elevator dinging open, the three quickly got back to work before Gibbs walked in.

That had been hours ago, and now McGee had changed into a fairly nice suit and was walking towards the restaurant he had asked Elena to meet him at. The tiny black box in his pocket seemed to burn a hole in it- so much he often glanced to make sure it was still there during his trek.

He had wrestled with the decision to ask her to marry him for a few weeks before finally breaking down and buying a ring. When he had met her, he had known there was something different about her than the other girls he had gone on dates with. It was a few more months before he found out exactly what.

They had been walking back to her apartment when a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere. His hand instinctively went to his gun, but never got the chance to draw it as the figure suddenly grabbed him by the neck and slammed him up against a nearby wall.

"McGee!" He heard Elena shout, but was vaguely aware of that as he struggled against the hand at his throat to reach his gun- and that was when he saw the face.

The face was humanoid- but definitely not human. No human he knew had red instead of white for the white of their eyes nor the veins around their eyes as prominent as they were on this individual. The figure looked like something he expected to see out of one of Tony's classic horror movies or in a novel.

Just as he managed to wiggle his gun out of the holster, Elena ran up behind the figure and shoved a sharp piece of wood through it's chest. The hand on his neck released considerably and the figure fell to the ground, it's skin suddenly stone gray.

"W-what the hell was that?" He asked as he rubbed his throat.

Elena had explained to him back at her apartment that the figure had been a vampire, and launched into her past with them- including the fact she had moved to D.C. to escape a vampire-werewolf hybrid who needed to use her blood to create more hybrids. He had found it hard to believe, but could tell she wasn't lying. Ever since then he had carried a sprig of vervain Elena gave him and a small stake just in case.

Entering the restaurant, he found Elena already seated and waiting for him. He felt himself go rigid as he got a good look at her.

She had curled her normally straight hair and wore it up, leaving a few curls loose to frame her face. She was wearing a spaghetti strap dark blue dress with a v-neck, showing the barest hint of cleavage.

"You look beautiful." He said when he had snapped out of it and finally took a seat.

"You don't look too bad yourself." She replied, smiling warmly at him.

The two had a nice, relaxed dinner- and McGee was able to forget his fears about what he was going to do. Just when they were about to say goodnight, McGee mustered all the courage he could, prayed he wasn't shaking, got out of his chair, and down on one knee.

Elena looked at him with confusion, and he pulled the box that had been sitting like a rock in his pocket out.

Opening it, he finally asked the question that had been on his mind all day. "Elena, will you marry me?"

It didn't take her long to respond. "Yes." She said, the widest smile he had seen from her yet breaking across her face.

He stood up and managed to slip the ring on her finger, hardly daring to believe this was actually happening, before she pulled him into a kiss.

When they broke away, McGee wore a matching smile on his face.

So here marks the end of the first oneshot. Next up, Angel (Buffy), Aragorn or Legolas (Lord of the Rings- not quite sure which), Reid (Criminal Minds), or Mitchell (Being Human- UK). I hope you enjoyed McGee/Elena, and my start of a countdown to Valentine's Day!