Disclaimer: I do NOT own NCIS! I only own Katja Falkenrath, Clara Lupei, and Aurora Valentina! Along with Bianca and Michael McCallum!
As soon as Aurora walked through the doors to Director Shepherd's office, all eyes were on her. "Please close the door."
The blonde agent did as she was told before walking over to stand in front of the Director's desk, "What is it that you wish to speak to me about, Ma'am?" Aurora asked, standing at attention.
"Lieutenant Lupei has just brought it to my attention that a few of the Gunnery Sergeants that you've trained have been killed here in DC while they were on leave," She told the blonde agent. "And that one of the Gunnery Sergeants had a note addressed to you in his pocket."
The director handed her a copy of the note. She took the copy from her and read it aloud, "'I'm here for you, Aurora. If you think that you can get away with what you have done, you are sadly mistaken'."
She looked up from the note, "Any idea on who has done this, Director?"
"Not as of yet, Agent Valentina," Shepherd replied, leaning forward. "Lieutenant Lupei was the one who found the bodies. Sergeants Misty and Caitlinn Harris-"
Aurora cut her off at time, "The Sergeants won't be necessary, Ma'am."
"Why not, Agent Valentina?"
"Captain Falkenrath will be more suited for this than the Sergeants, Ma'am," the Italian agent responded, respectfully. "Lieutenant Lupei and Captain Falkenrath are the only wise choices for this."
"Very well, Agent," The Director told her. "I will send Sergeants Misty and Caitlinn Harris back and call to have Captain Falkenrath come back in their place."
"Thank you Ma'am," Aurora said, tanking her before bowing a little.
"Lieutenant Lupei, go with her to meet Agent Gibbs' team," Shepherd said, turning from Aurora to Clara.
"Yes, Ma'am," The Lieutenant replied, saluting her before walking out of the room behind Aurora.
As soon as the pair got to the bullpen, McGee walked up to her, "What did Director Shepherd want to speak with you about?"
"The Gunnery Sergeants that I've trained have been murdered here in DC while they were on leave," She answered, looking at the look of relief on his face. "But Lieutenant Lupei found a note in the last Gunnery Sergeant's pocket."
"Hey, Aurora, when did you get black contacts?" DiNozzo asked, cutting into the conversation.
Aurora turned to look at him, "When could I have possibly got black contacts when I haven't left the building?"
"You might have had them with you," DiNozzo suggested, shrugging his shoulders.
Aurora decided not to speak of that anymore. She then turned to Lieutenant Lupei, "Lieutenant, stay here and keep an eye out for Gibbs' team. I am going to get a bite to eat."
"Yes, Ma'am," The young red-headed Lieutenant replied, saluting.
When Aurora started towards the elevator, McGee walked up to her, "May I join you? I'm a bit hungry myself."
"I guess," She replied as she looked to him. "You'll ride with me."
McGee nodded before following her as she started to walk. She pressed the elevator doors, which opened almost immediately, before the two stepped on.
"So, where are we going?"
"My place," She answered, not looking to McGee.
The brown haired man nodded.
The doors opened and the pair stepped off before Aurora dug her car keys out of her pocket. The two walked out of the building and to a black 1967 Chevy Impala. "Nice car," McGee complimented as he walked to the passenger side.
"Thanks," She replied, unlocking the door before getting in then unlocking the passenger side door.
McGee opened the door and got in the car. She started the car, shifted gears, and then pulled out of the parking lot. When she was on the road, "So, where do you live exactly, Aurora?"
"Just outside of DC," Was her answer.
"Why so far out?" McGee inquired, confused.
"Nature soothes me," She responded, her eyes never leaving the road.
The drive was relatively quiet-even when the blonde woman pulled onto a side road that lead to deep in the forest. She put the car into park before shutting the engine off. She opened the door and got out-leaving the keys in the car. McGee followed her actions, following her into the two-story house.
"Why such a big house for one person?" McGee asked as the pair walked into the kitchen.
"My family lived here before I left for the Marines," the Italian agent replied, going to the fridge. "Do you like venison?"
"Yeah," He replied walking up to the counter.
"Alright," With that, she pulled a plate of venison out of the fridge and sat it on the counter. "Sorry I can't make it fresh, but a friend of mine who was staying with me until she left again on another tour of duty, fixed it just before she left this morning."
"That's fine," McGee said to her as she got a plate down for him.
She put some of it on the plate before handing it to him. She then handed him a fork, which he took from her. The brown haired man took a bite of the deer meat. after he swallowed the meat, "This is really good. What's in the sauce?"
"I honestly don't know," Aurora replied. "Alexandra never does tell me what she puts in it."
"So, what are you going to eat?" McGee asked out of the blue.
Aurora sighed before opening the fridge again, but this time she pulled out a go-mug and took a drink.
"Coffee?" He asked, confused before taking another bite.
She shook her head, "Either way, I noticed that you were confused about me earlier."
"What do you mean?"
"The way I walked for starters," Aurora said before taking a drink of the liquid in the mug. "As well as my eyes. But another thing that will confuse you is my teeth."
"Why do you say that?" McGee asked, confused even more now.
"Just look," She said to him before letting her mouth open so he could see her incisors.
The MIT graduate's eyes widened as her teeth grew in length before his eyes. "How?"
"Lets just put it this way: Its not something you find every day," She answered, sighing.
"Please explain it to me," He requested, setting the plate on the counter and walking over to her.
The Italian agent looked away from his eyes, not being able to meet them. "Aurora, please look at me."
When she did, "Please tell me what you are."
"Yeah, and then you'll blab and then I will have to move once again," Aurora snorted, looking to the side.
"I'm not like that," the brown haired man told her. "Trust me, I'm the worst liar. Just ask Gibbs."
"Alright," Aurora sighed after a few minutes. "Just look in the cup."
McGee nodded, before picking up the mug and taking the lid off. His eyes widened when he saw the contents of the cup. Blood.
"Is this human?" the green eyed man asked, looking up to Aurora.
She just shook her head, "No. Its actually animal blood."
"How do I know it's the truth?"
"I haven't tried to attack you yet, have I?" She asked. "Plus my eyes are the tell tale sign."
"Why's that?"
"My eyes are a deep amber color," She answered. "When a vampire's eyes are deep amber, they have only ever drank animal blood, deep crimson: they started out drinking human blood, and a bright crimson, they have only ever drank human."
"So, you have never killed a human for food?" McGee asked, shocked.
Aurora shook her head.
"So how were you in the Marines?" That was the question still lingering in his mind after he found out.
"I had to basically hold back about ninety-five percent of my strength," She answered.
He pulled her into a hug, shocking her. She hesitantly wrapped her own arms around his waist. "We had better get back to the Navy Yard before they start to wonder where we are," He told her with a chuckle in his voice.
"You're right," She told him, giggling. "Come on, let's go."
With that, the pair headed back outside to Aurora's black 1967 Chevy Impala.