WEEKEND RETREAT

Crossover: Supernatural and NCIS

Team Gibbs, Vance, Abby, Ducky and Jimmy are all on a weekend retreat. Throw in the Winchesters. What could happen, right? Hurt/comfort/family/friendship, rated for a few curse words.

"And why must we battle mosquitos, bugs and woodland creatures again?" Tony asked, annoyed as he smacked at the many, many bugs which seemed to be buzzing all around him.

This was one of the many retreats that the federal government, in their infinite wisdom decided that all agents must participate in because it "…fostered togetherness and co-operation among teammates, co-workers, and supervisors."

"You regurgitate that crap from the brochure, McProbie?" Tony asked as he followed his co-workers along a dangerous narrow trail.

Tony turned just in time to see the look of disgust that McGee shot at him.

"And why do we have the pleasure of your presence on the outing, Director?" Tony asked. He was surprised when he joined the group in the Navy Yard at the meeting place.

"Because I had to be out of town during the executive outing." Leon replied. He didn't mind camping. He had taken the kids many, many times. But this was going to be very, very different. He could already tell. He had even packed his weapon in with his other supplies. He knew you couldn't take chances in the woods. You really never knew who or what you might run into.

"Let me guess," Gibbs added. "you and Morrow and the others head honchoes sitting around drinking martini's and talking politics."

"Scotch, usually. But yes." Vance admitted.

"Why do we have to hike to the cabin?" Abby asked struggling with her backpack and her shoes. She had worn lower heels. But it was still hard walking on the rocky uneven trail.

"Why would you wear that on an outing like this?" Ellie asked. She had worn a heavy t-shirt, jeans and a pair steel-toed boots.

"I thought we would drive up to the cabin. Not park and have to walk miles and miles." Abby wined as she struggled to keep the pack on her shoulders.

"So we can get out and enjoy nature, Ms. Scuito." The director stated. "Most of us are cooped up in offices, labs, or morgues all day. We need the fresh air and sunshine."

"When I was a young lad I enjoyed walking the moors in Edinburgh. In fact, this one time myself and another…." Ducky began his story.

Gibbs stopped suddenly. He was leading the group and he had come to a place where the ground was not stable. The path had been washing away from the rains in Virginia the past week. If they took a misstep they would slide about 20 feet down the rocky slope.

Then everything happened in rapid succession. Abby stepped to the side and lost her footing. She screamed as her overloaded backpack caused to her start over the edge. Ellie and Tim immediately reached for her. Tim caught her hand. But he could not hold on. The action had dislocated his shoulder. The pain caused him to cry out. He then joined Abby in her tumble down the hill. Ellie managed to keep her footing for just a second before she too started falling. The rest saw their teammates falling, just as the ground under them started to give way. The rest of the team landed at the bottom also, with cuts, bruises, and torn, dirty clothing.

They all sat and just got their barring for a second. Assessing their own injuries, then looking around at the rest of the team. Abby broke her ankle. Tim dislocated her shoulder. Ellie sprained her wrist and her ankle. She hit her head also. Tony aggravated his old leg injury. Gibbs reinjured his knee. Vance banged his shoulder hard on a rock. He also hit his head, causing a huge gash. Jimmy managed to bruise his back and break his glasses. Ducky got bruises from his slide down the hill. He couldn't help but his a few rocks along the way.

"Everybody okay?" Gibbs asked as he tried to stand, nursing his knee. He looked over the members of his team. Everybody looked alright, generally speaking. Vance didn't look good with his gash. But, at least he was conscious.

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Dean stopped, standing in place. He and Sam where tracking in the Shenandoah National Forest when Dean heard a noise. Sam heard it this time, too.

"That was a different voice, another female voice." Dean replied. "What the hell is going on around here?" He asked as he and Sam took off towards the noise. They were sure that they had found their monster.

TBC

FYI: I really need to stop having so many stories going at one time. But I really loved this idea. I hope you do to. Stay Tuned!