Shooter crossover fanfiction with NCIS

Kit POV

OMG. Can the world take a small break? I mean how hard is to wait till it is later in the afternoon, but no it had to be late at night just when McGee and Gibbs were finishing our last case report when MTAC sent an alert of chatter concerning an attempt of assassinating the president. It's 2 am and just before I can get into my apartment, I receive the call from Gibbs and Director Vance to grab my gear and head back to the Navy Yard and get in MTAC for a briefing before they send me and Dinozzo to Philadelphia. Since Dinozzo got some sleep before the call, so that made him the driver. After grabbing my gear I followed McGee to MTAC. Gibbs, Vance and Dinozzo were already there.

"Kitson, McGee picked up some chatter about a security breach. The president will have have three public speaking events within two weeks. And in one of those events, he will be assassinated."

"Excuse me," everyone turned to me, "as much as I want to take down the ass, why haven't we notified the secret service. We have secure channels for this."

"We could have done that Kit but the problem was that the breach was internal and has their fingers in everything," stated Vance.

"And deep pockets," chimed in Tony. "While you were coming back McGee traced the chatter centering around a private security division within government in Langely. Even though nothing sticks to them, rumor has it that these are mercenaries who had a bad rep for misconduct in the military and among other things," he finished with disgust in his voice.

Gibbs then spoke up. "We need your expertise in counter intel and see if you can get some evidence on the people behind this. So start scouting Philadelphia. Mcgee and I will do Baltimore. Dinozzo will go with you."

"Yes sir."

And that's that. 5 hours later I'm waking from the front passenger as we enter Philly.

"Well wakey wakey, we're in Philly."

"Hmm, looks like it's going to rain today. I better text Gibbs to let him know we're in Philadelphia." Getting my phone out I gave a text to both McGee and Gibbs. They answered back saying they were taking a short break. They began reconnaissance in Baltimore at first light.

"So Kit, have you been in Philly before?"

"Yeah, I lived here for a bit before my last deployment. After that it was D.C."

"Ah, the days of the probie. By the way have you thought about going out again?"

I stiffened at the mention of dating. "Look Tony, I still think I'm not ready to do that yet. I'm still getting over the fact that my boyfriend of the last five years was having affairs behind my back and I canceled a wedding that was supposed to happen two weeks ago." I already bought my gown, sent invitations to my family and my Green Beret team mates. The team and I were going surprise everyone that weekend that I was retiring. I could have waited a little more before retiring but because of a close call and me wanting to have children I decided to call it quits. "And I'm still feeling untrustworthy of guys since Max."

"Then what do you make of Gibbs, McNoob and myself?" he said with a grin and a whinny voice.

"Oh, Dinozzo, you know that I'll love you guys. Besides it weren't for you guys I would have been drinking to kill my liver."

"Hmm, sodas , popcorn and junk food and awesome movies. You are the only one to quote movies as good as me."

"Or better"

"Or not."

"Or too."

"I want the truth." So that's how it's gonna be.

"You can't handle truth!" (A Few Good Men)

"I am entitled to the truth!"

"Do you feel lucky lucky, punk?" I shot back as we were at a red light. We bursted out laughing.

After checking into a hotel, Dinozzo plopped unto the bed.

"Alright kid you do your thing. I'm going to catch some Z's. Call me in two hours"

"I'll see you later Dinozzo. You don't have to treat me like a kid. I can take care of myself."

"You hung around Ziva way too much."

"Yeah, I miss her. So Subway at 12:00?"

Swagger POV

Geez, to think I wouldn't leave my little home of peace and quiet for anything. Of all the times to feel patriotic. Well, at least this is the last location to scope out. Hailing a cab, I got in only to find ash brown hair woman getting in right next me.

"Uh, no offense bud, but I really need this cab for something important and you need to go get another cab." She said.

I snorted at her. "Listen, sweet heart, I don't have time to deal you. So why don't you get out and get another cab to go shopping elsewhere."

She did a double take on that and gave me look that would scare most men out with their tails between their legs. "Number one, don't you ever call me sweet heart. Two, why don't you at least act like gentlemen and get another cab you freakin' jar head!"

Now that one I did a double take. "How would you know if I was jar head miss?"

"Because I was deployed overseas several times before I retired."

"Where at?" If she is telling the truth.

"Afghanistan mostly. Khandahar air base mostly and Camp DWYR."

"Really? Any where else sweet…" I stopped short to see her reaction. As expected she immediately gave me the 'I wouldn't finish that sentence.'

"Anywhere else? Oh yeah, there's that place called you getting out and getting another cab!"

"I don't have time for this."

"Well I don't have time for you two back there jibber jabbering. I have job to take people somewhere to get money. You two haven't gone anywhere until either of you are dead so get lost!"

We both got out and the driver immediately drove off. The woman that I was arguing with was glaring daggers at me. I couldn't help but look at her while she looked for another cab. She is a little shorter than me but holds a strong stature of confidence. It also looked like she was guarding her surroundings. I guess she was ex army, but something else is different about her. Finally a cab was stopping for her.

"Hey if you are done checking me out, I'll take my leave." she noted while opening the door.

"Shopping?" I teased.

"Nope," she answered while opening the door. "By the way, once a marine, always a marine. Remember that."

I couldn't help but smile at the comment. "Will do."

She got but before she closed the door, I heard her tell the cab driver the directions as she was closing the door. "Can you take me to the Independence Hall, please?"

I just stood there in shock. She was going the same place I was going. But why? Could she be the sniper that Johnson is looking for? No, I'm being paranoid. I waited for a minute before hailing a cab to the same location. I asked the driver to drop me off at block away.

I continued to recon the area but kept a look out for her. Just when I was turning around the corner there she was, standing near the tree scanning the area. She follows close by a tour in order to appear discreet. Looks like someone is doing recon as well; But for who or what exactly? Following her around on a hunch and strangely enough she kept scouting the areas I would look as a vantage point for the shot.

I followed her to Subway where she met with a man in a trench coat. They sat there to eat for about a half an hour and talk. The man seemed to be carefree but still had a guarded look about him. He also seemed to be carrying a side arm as well. Just who are they? They then left and entered a hotel. Finally, coming out an hour later, bags in hand leaving in a Dodger. Nice taste in cars I see. I followed closely behind them but not to close. Lucky traffic was congested, which worked to my advantage.

An hour later they stopped at an apartment complex and went inside the garage to park. I kept my distance but still was close enough to hear them.

"You know Kit, you and Gibbs are so alike, you could be his spawn."

"Really, Dinozzo? I think you want to be the ward of our Batman."

"Hahahaha. Now let's get to our apartment so that we can dry off."

Dinozzo seemed to be carrying a backpack and a carry on. Kit seemed to carry the same back pack but instead of a carry on, it seems to be hockey gear. It looks big enough to carry a high powered rifle. Only one way to find out.