So, I decided to run with the idea of a crossover between NCIS and Blind Justice. You do not need to watch both shows to follow the story. I will introduce the Blind Justice characters in a minute and the NCIS characters during the story. As always, REVIEW!!!

The main characters from Blind Justice in this story will be Jim and Karen. Detective Jim Dunbar was blinded in the line of duty, but sued the police department to get his job back. When he did, he was partnered with Detective Karen Bettencourt. Their boss is Lieutenant Fisk and there are two other members of their team called Marty Russo and Tom Selway. Jim's wife is called Christy and has a guide-dog called Hank.

I am going to leave Hank in New York for this fic. You will see why later.

8th Precinct – New York

"Jim, Karen, my office" called Lieutenant Fisk. "Shut the door."

"The ME called. She's got an ID on your victim."

"Her name is Naval Petty Officer Grainne Wilson. 25 years old. She's on holiday here from DC. "

"Does her being from the Navy mean we are going to lose this case?" asked Karen.

"No. Her murder is the latest in a string of murders, all fitting the same description. She was poisoned. A week ago, which means you get to go to DC. Your plane flies out tomorrow morning at 7.30 am. If you're sure you've got everything from the crime scene you can go home and pack."

"Do you know who we will be working with?"

"The major case squad at the Navy Yard in DC. I believe the team leader is called Gibbs."

Karen and Jim left the office, discussing the case. In the squad room Karen laughed at the look on Marty's face as she told him that she and Jim got to spend a while in DC, working with federal agents while he was stuck doing paperwork.

The pair walked back to their desks and gathered up their things

"Hey Jim, you and Hank need a ride home?" asked Karen.

"Yeah, why not."

He slapped his thigh, signalling to Hank that it was time to get back to work. Hank got laboriously to his feet and shuffled over.

"Karen?"

"Yeah"

"Does Hank look alright to you?"

She looked over at the dog. "His eyes aren't as bright as usual, and when we get back from Fisk's office, he usually acknowledges that you're back. Don't worry. He'll be fine." They walked down to Karen's car, got in and she drove home.

"We're here" she said as they stopped outside Jim's apartment building. "Do you want a lift in the morning or will you get Christy to drop you off at the airport?"

"Christy will probably drop me off. Night."
"Night."

Meanwhile at NCIS

"Special Agent Gibbs" called Director Leon Vance silkily. "My office. Now."

"Sighing, Gibbs got to his feet."
"You got any further with your murder investigation?" asked Vance
"No."

"Well I have some new information for you. Last night, a woman's body was found in a hotel in New York. The same man who has been doing the killings here. She was on holiday with a friend"

"Is it definitely our man?"
"Yes. Two detectives from New York's 8th precinct will be coming to assist you in your investigation. You will pick them up from the airport tomorrow morning."

"Aww come on Leon. We don't need two detectives from New York to do this for us?"

"Be at the airport at 1100 hours".

The Dunbar's Apartment

"Christy? You here"

"Right here Jim" she called from the couch.

Jim went through his usual routine of hanging up his coat, leaving his sunglasses on the table and putting Hank's harness away. He walked over to the couch and sat beside her.

"I have to go away for a few weeks."

"Oh. Where?" Her tone was unreadable.

"DC"

"Who's going?"

"Just me, Hank and Karen."

"Well, enjoy yourself." She said tartly, and he felt her get up off the sofa.

"Do you have a problem with this? Because if you want I can call Karen and get her to take Tom or Marty."

"No. It's just... You might want to call Karen after all. Hank was just sick all over the floor"

"What?"
"You heard me." She grabbed her keys. "We're going to the vet."

At the Vet's

Jim stood leaning against the wall while the vet examined Hank. "Well Mr Dunbar, there is no need to worry. Hank has just picked up a virus. He will be fine in just a few days."

"But I'm leaving to go away for a few days tomorrow."

"Well we can keep him here, so can you manage without him for a few days without him?"

"Probably, but I would have to rely on Karen more than usual. I don't know if I should put that sort of pressure on her." He said to Christy.

"Well, why don't you ask her" she replied. "You know she'll say no if she doesn't want to. But phone her tonight so she has time to ask Marty if she needs to."

It was strange arriving back at the apartment without Hank. Jim went to phone Karen while Christy went to bed to read.

20 minutes later Jim arrived in the bedroom and rummaged around under the bed until his fingers found the bag he was looking for.

"I take it that means you're going then" said Christy.

"Yeah. Karen said she would rather put up with me without Hank for a week or two, than be stuck in a strange city and only knowing Marty."

Christy laughed as she got out of bed to help Jim pack. They talked in between her describing where he was putting everything before falling into bed together.

At the Airport, next morning

Jim held onto Christy's elbow more tightly than usual as she guided him through the crowded airport. Spotting Karen sitting in a small coffee shop, Christy led Jim through the maze of people and put his hand on the back of a seat before sitting down.

The three were exchanging pleasantries when an announcement crackled through the tannoy for their flight. Everyone got to their feet and Jim kissed Christy good-bye before taking Karen's arm and allowing her to lead him towards the check in desk.

As they walked down the aisle to their seats Karen suddenly said "Do you want the window seat?"

Jim frowned. "It honestly doesn't make any difference to me."
"Good" she said before practically pushing him into the one beside the window.

Jim started to laugh at her behaviour until something clicked in his mind.

"You aren't afraid of flying are you?" he asked.

"NO!"

"Alright then..."

They sat in comfortable silence until the captain came over the intercom telling them the plane was about to take off.

Suddenly Karen grabbed his arm and her breathing became hard and laboured.

"Karen? Are you alright" he asked through gritted teeth. Her nails were digging painfully into his arm.

"I'm... fine" she gasped.

One of the stewardesses noticed his problem and came down to try and get Karen to breathe normally and relax. Although she calmed down, she did not let go of Jim's arm for the entire flight.

Washington DC

Leroy Jethro Gibbs sat on a bench inside the sun lit airport, calmly drinking coffee, and waiting impatiently for the two detectives to arrive. As usual, Vance had told him nothing so he had no idea of who was coming.

As he sat there, he noticed a young couple walking towards him, holding hands. He smiled to himself. When you had been married four times you knew what it was like to be in love.

However, as they drew nearer he noticed that they were not actually holding hands. The man was gripping her elbow and with the sunglasses perched on his nose, it was quite clear that he was blind.

They finally came to a stop just in front of him.

"Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS?" asked the woman.

Gibbs nodded curtly and she sighed exasperatedly before repeating yes out loud for the benefit of her friend.

"Detective Karen Bettencourt, NYPD"

"Detective Jim Dunbar, NYPD". They both held out their hands for him to shake.

"Well seeing as you both already know who I am we should probably get going then." He picked up his coffee cup and walked out to the car with the two detectives hurrying behind him.

So, what do you think? I will get back to my other story, Au Unconventional Start, but I haven't been able to get this out of my head. I know this chapter was mostly Blind Justice but don't worry; the rest of the NCIS team will be introduced in the next chapter. Don't forget to review. They make me happy!