E. C. presents: The first NCIS-Labyrinth crossover! Enjoy!

The man didn't even look up as Gibbs entered. "Feet off the table," he said as he tossed a thick file in front of the man.

The man didn't even look up as he followed the order. He simply continued to roll a crystal ball across his hands and forearms. "Why am I here?" The man did not look worried, only bored and slightly curious.

"There are five missing Navy cadets, and the witnesses say that you were the last person to have been at the scene. I want to know what happened."

"It would not seem that what happened is any of your business." The man said, devoid of any emotion. He was just stating facts.

"Well, I just made it my business." Gibbs said.

"I can see that, Leroy Gibbs." There was a hint of mockery to the man's tone.

"What's your name?"

The man smirked. "Jareth."

"Jareth what?"

"Jareth, King of the Goblins!"

Gibbs slammed his fist on the table. Jareth didn't even flinch. "I don't have time for this crap!" he said. "Five Naval Cadets are missing, and if you don't cooperate, you will be charged with kidnapping at the least!"

"It's their own fault," Jareth said calmly, though he crushed his crystal ball.

"Yeah? What happened?"

"Nothing that you would believe in, old man." In the watch room, Ziva and Tony winced.

"What. Happened."

"One young man wished his friends away. He went to get them back." At this, Gibbs leapt up and stormed out. Jareth rolled his eyes and sighed. "I told you that you wouldn't believe it. You haven't any belief."

He was left in the Interrogation room. No one came in to talk to him or offer anything, but he would bet they were all waiting behind the mirror in front of him, waiting for him to crack and say something.

He said nothing, though he picked up the smashed crystal and threw it up in the air. It came down as solid and perfect as before.

xxx

"Hey McGee!" Abby walked into the room, holding her Caf-Pow in one hand. "Your suspect still not cracking?"

"No…he hasn't said a word for the past four hours." McGee said, staring at the strange man. He did not look terribly strange, for the glittery shirt, ragged jeans, and wild hair were common in the rocker community. It was the confession of being Goblin King and then staying silent for four hours straight that bothered him. The man may be psychologically unstable.

"Hey, what are those things?" Abby asked, staring into the interrogation room.

"What are what things?"

"Those ugly little things that are all over Interrogation!" Abby said, as if they were the most normal things in the world.

"Uh, Abby? There's nothing there."

"What do you mean? There's like, fifty of them at least!" Abby jumped back as one of the creatures was suddenly on the floor near her. "Oh, hello weird-gremlin, thing. Who are you?" McGee looked at her like she was crazy.

"Skop is me, I is Skop. Keeping my master, you should stop!"

"But we have to keep your master, at least until he says where the missing Marines are," Abby told it. "McGee, isn't that right?"

"Um, yes. We need to find the cadets and charge the kidnapper. What's going on?"

The thing looked at McGee. "But that is not smart. Master will get very angry." Then, for no apparent reason, Skop jumped up on the desk and started to sing. "Abigail, Abigail, lost her brother for a cottontail, to solve the Labyrinth did she fail, Abigail, Abigail."

"That's right, Skop. Little Abby could not save her poor baby brother. What a pity." Jareth had somehow gotten to be behind Abby. She stood completely still, waiting for whatever was going to happen.

McGee immediately pulled his gun and said, "I don't know how you got out of Interrogation, but you'd better get back there now!"

Jareth smiled mockingly. "Be careful with that weapon, Timothy. It might…hurt someone." His hand rested on a thick, thousand-page hardcover instruction manual.

"Get away from her, NOW!" McGee yelled, gun still trained on Jareth. No one moved.

Jareth jerked his hand and sent the instruction manual crashing into McGee's head. At the same time, he pushed Abby aside and McGee fired the gun. McGee and Abby hit the floor, the gun went flying, and McGee was knocked unconscious by the book. Abby grabbed the gun and chased after Jareth, who had run out the door.

He ran quickly through the halls, pushing past startled agents, and Abby followed. Once they got to the main workplace, Jareth jumped off the balcony. Abby stopped short of the rail, glancing wildly around for the escapee. There was no sign of Jareth. "Where'd he go?" she demanded. No one knew.

Back in Interrogation, Gibbs shook McGee awake. "What happened?" Gibbs asked him.

xxx

Jareth was walking down a nameless street in DC when one of his goblins ran up to him with a letter. "From High King of Fairies!" the goblin said before running off. Knowing that there would likely be some magical enchantment in the letter, Jareth casually turned down a darker alley before opening it.

Dearest Goblin King,

I have no desire for formalities, so I shall just get this over with quickly.

Jareth, brother, you know as well as I do how many humans are permitted in the Underground at a time. Two, and even that number must be dealt with quickly. Under the order of the law, you are hereby banished from the Underground until the problem is resolved. If it does not solve itself within thirteen hours, Labyrinth time, one of my subjects will deal with it, and you will find yourself under the constant monitoring of the High King.

Have a lovely day,

King Oberon

Postscript: As you have conducted yourself in a most childish fashion, until this matter is resolved you will be seen and act as such as your age is newly defined.

Jareth barely had time to be angry at the unfairness of this before he had become a small child. He was six years old, to be exact. He was also fairly lost, and had no idea as to where to go.

Just then, Skop came running into the alley.

Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Jareth, Oberon, Jethro, Abby, McGeek, Tony, Ziva, or anyone else on the team. I do own Skop. This story is unprofessional, so if the author gets the characters wrong, readers are free to correct said author.