Okay, this doesn't really refer to an episode, just putting the Team in a situation...first NCIS fic, critics welcome, enjoy...also I do not own NCIS...If anyone's selling I'm offering nothing for it.
"D.C., is a beautiful city, yes?" Alex asked Ty, looking around at the monuments.
"Yeah, it is. Too bad we didn't come during the Cherry Blossom Festival," Ty remarked.
"Cherry blossom, like having to do with the tree?" Alex inquired.
"Uh, I think so. Yeah," Ty decided.
"Hey, what is that?" Alex pointed in the direction of the Lincoln Memorial.
"The Lincoln Memorial? Or the car? That's driving really, really fast?" Ty asked, frowning.
"The car." Alex and Ty watched as someone or thing was dumped from the car, which never stopped or slowed.
"You got the plate number?" Ty asked, squinting.
"Romeo Alph Zulu." Alex nodded.
"Just checking. Let's go take a look around," Ty suggested, breaking into a lope in the direction of the thing.
"It is a good thing we left the group back at the hotel, yes?" Alex jogged after her.
"Real good," Ty grinned. Then she saw the thing. "Oh, shit..."
"He is in a Navy uniform." Alex noticed.
"Okay, this technically isn't FBI jurisdiction, but..." Ty muttered as she punched in her dad's number. "Find what you can, but don't touch!" she called over her shoulder, covering the phone with her hand.
"Aye-aye, sir!" Alex mock saluted. "I see what may be an I.D. card of sorts, no tire tracks. The car was a black Ford SUV. Oh, there is his hat!" Alex pointed to a white hat about three yards away. "Otherwise nothing else, of importance." Alex shrugged and sat down a few feet from the body.
"Hey Dyl? Can I talk to Dad? It's important." Ty informed Dylian.
"You're in luck. He just came out of a meeting. Here, I'll give him the phone."
"Ty? What is it, sweetheart?"
"Hi, Dad. Uh, long story short, Alex and I went sightseeing solo and saw someone dump a body out of a black Ford SUV. What do we do now?" Ty asked hopefully.
Her father paused for a moment. "Don't let anyone see it, and don't talk to anyone. I'm calling NCIS; stay there, Ty!" her father ordered. "Tell them everything you saw and who you are when the team gets there."
"Right, Dad. Bye," Ty ended the call
"What do we do?" Alex asked, although she heard everything said on the phone.
"Stay here until an NCIS team gets here. Navy guy; it's their jurisdiction," Ty explained.
"Okay, how long until they get here?" Alex asked. "I hope they do not take long, we skipped dinner, and I am hungry. Abba always said, 'A full stomach equals full strength;' I do not want to be off my game."
Ty nodded as her stomach growled. About two miles away, she spotted a pair of navy blue Dodge Chargers racing towards them. "Hey, we got company. I'll tell them what happened. Assuming it's not a friend of the guys who dumped the body here in the first place. You do what's cool for you, okay?"
"Do you want me to guard the body?" Alex stood up from her place on the ground.
"Whatever's cool for you, Alex. If it's not our friends, I'll knock a few heads together," Ty cracked her knuckles cooly.
"Okay, I will stay with the body, plus you have better English so it should be you who talks to them," Alex nodded, seeing Ty's point. "We will say nothing about our parents, even though your father told you to?"
"You got it," Ty nodded. "Showtime," she muttered as the two vehicles skidded to a stop and she took a fighting stance alongside Alex.
"Who called NCIS?" a gruff voice called out.
"My dad. I'm Ty Shay." Ty gestured to the body. "This guy just got shoved out of a car that never dipped below 100 mph. Van, actually a black SUV, probably 2008, right Alex?" Ty asked her friend.
"Ken-uh, yes. I got the plates from the SUV." Alex explained. "Ty and myself were exploring D.C.; we left our class back at our hotel."
"At night?" a silver haired man asked.
"Why not?" Alex countered. "It is more fun than being with a big group. Getting away was easy as cake."
Ty raised an eyebrow. "Easy as pie, Alex." She looked at the guy. "We prefer looking around after sunset. Anyway, dead guy, probably a Marine or a Seal, lying on the ground, thrown from a 2008 black SUV with plate number-"
"Romeo Alph Zulu," Alex said. "Pie, cake, are they not interchangeable?"
Ty looked at her. "Let's just stick with pie, okay?
"Name?" the same man asked, interrupting them.
"We do not know his name," Alex said, "But I think you mean me, yes?" The man nodded. "My name is Alexandra Chereb."
"Alexandra Chereb? You are the daughter of Ahimeir and Eliana Chereb?" A woman with an accent like Alex's demanded.
Ty rolled her eyes. "So much for going incognito," she muttered.
"Yes, how do you know my name?" Alex asked.
"Alex, it is me, Ziva David. I use to babysit you when you were younger," Ziva explained
"Wait, Zi-Zi?" Alex eyes widened. Ziva nodded her head. Alex ran and hugged her.
"Wait...you're Tyler Shay, aren't you? Brian Shay's kid?" The silver-haired man asked.
"So much for going incognito," Alex agreed, facepalming after letting go of Ziva.
"Gibbs?" Ty narrowed her eyes. "Jethro Gibbs?"
Gibbs gave a lopsided smile. "That's me, kid."
"This is freaky, Zee-vah knows one kid and Boss Man knows the other!" An Italian male exclaimed. Gibbs 'Gibbs-slapped' him and Ziva punched him in the shoulder, both yelling "Shut-up, DiNozzo!"
"So, what happens now?" Alex asked the group.
"If this was FBI jury, we'd wait for the medical examiner," Ty shrugged.
"We will wait for Ducky. DiNozzo, photos, sketch; McGee, bag and tag; David, witness statements, just ask them more questions." Gibbs ordered his team.
"We are waiting for a bird to get here?" Alex asked incredulously, looking at Team Gibbs as if they each had two heads.
"No, our medical examiner, Dr. Mallard. He prefers Ducky," DiNozzo explained.
"Oh, that would make more sense." Alex nodded understandingly.
"So girls, I know you both provided us with great information but is there anything else you remember?" Ziva asked pen poised over her notebook.
"Not, really, but I think that the man driving might have noticed us, because after they dropped the body, the car slowed, only a fraction of the total speed, but still. Enough to where, if you have the training, you could see faces." Alex explained. Ziva nodded, knowing what Alex ment about the training.
"Oh yeah, that was when it fishtailed about half a foot the right!" Ty nodded, ignoring the comment about the Mossad training. "Oh shit, if they saw us, then they know that we saw them..."
"Well, then I think you two will be in protective custody, but I will ask Gibbs." Ziva walked the few feet to where Gibbs was supervising the other agents. "Gibbs, the girls said the driver probably got a look at them, do you want them in protective custody?"
"Yeah, you and DiNozzo will go with them to get their personal items from the hotel, bring them back to NCIS. Then we will talk about sleeping arrangements." Gibbs decided.
"Okay, I will go tell them." Ziva nodded, then walked back to the pair. "I was right, once we are finished here, Tony and I will take you back to your hotel to get your things, then we will go to NCIS, okay?" Ziva asked. Both Ty and Alex nodded in confirmation. Alex pulled Ziva aside, and Ty went to observe McGee and DiNozzo.
So what do you think? Please I need to know so I can improve.