Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS
Warnings: Slash mostly.
A/N: Thanks goes to shadowdweller25 for helping!
Caressing Angel's Wings
Prologue
It was the sound of crying that pierced through the night, the sound sad and calling for anyone to come, it made the creature curious as to what was making such a sad noise, following the sound it came upon the river. The trickling water did nothing to hide the crying that seem to be coming from in between two large boulders, with a curious head-tilt the creature made its way over.
It was a Hatchling, a small little Hatchling in a woven basket and nothing to cover its naked skin from the night's chilly air.
Only it didn't smell like one, nor did it have any wings, markings or anything of the sort.
"At least it stopped crying" the creature thought, before looking around in hopes of seeing any signs of the young one's parents or any of its own kind.
Nothing but the forest.
A soft gurgle drew the creature back to the unknown young one, his wings folded as he squatted down, the creature gave one last look around before carefully lifting the Hatchling out of the basket. The Hatchling blinked at him before smiling, to which the creature returned with one of his own, never noticing the woven basket get taken by the river along with the leather clad item inside.
Tobias looked up from his book at the familiar sounds of his son returning, marking his place, Tobias closed his book and made his way to the den, he gave slight frown when he didn't see his son before heading to his son's room. He lifted up the curtain that was the door and was greeted to the sight of his son's broad back, the young one was sitting in his nest, talking softly to something.
"Ron?"
His son jumped and whirled his head around, face looking guilty and a bit panic.
"What did you do?" Tobias asked with a sigh.
"Nothing!" Ron said quickly, "I mean, at least I don't think I did, uh"
A loud squeal drew both their attention, Tobias's eyes narrowed, and stepped closer to his son who tried to use his wings to shield away whatever he was hiding.
With a firm hand he pushed the wings away and was met with the sight of a round face, tuffs of brown hair, and big green eyes.
"Ronald" Tobias heard himself say, voice shaken with some surprise and curiosity.
"Sooooo, can I keep him?"
"He's a human"
Human, the little Hatchling that his son had found was a human, a being whose whole race was extinct…well believe to be extinct.
"What shall we do Alpha?" asked the Scholar who had identified the young one, "he must have come from somewhere, perhaps he somehow got separated from his kind by the river"
Tobias nodded, "I'll send out a scooting party, until then we'll care for the little one"
A squeal caught the two's attention, they both looked over to the young Alpha who was happily playing with human, cooing and chirping at the baby.
"It's seems young Alpha Ron is getting attached" the Scholar stated.
Tobias nodded, inwardly sighing, if indeed the young Human had others like it, it was going to be Hell trying to get his son to give up the little one.
"Have Michael send out a scooting party" Tobias then said.
The Scholar nodded before doing as he was told.
Several weeks pass after that, Tobias sending out a scooting party to such for others like the little human, with no results, finally after a month, Tobias stopped sending the party out and declared the little one as his own.
"Let's call him Timothy" Ron said, as he feed the slowly dozing human.
Tobias looked up from a letter he had gotten from an ally Flock.
"Timothy?" the Alpha said.
Ron nodded.
"Why Timothy?"
"Because his eyes are the same color as the grass"
"Timothy huh?...It suits him.
The human now named Timothy, yawned.
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