Rifiuto: Non Miriena

A/N: This chapter was hard to write... no thanks to the muse...

Hazel eyes furrowed as she stared at the older man, and the team standing behind him, all in their NCIS attire- the pants, black jackets and caps that constituted as "uniforms" for the federal agency. "Um... I'm sorry? I... I don't know any... Kate."

But before the older man could respond, the only woman on the NCIS team stepped forward, pushing herself between her two colleagues and making her way towards the medical examiner. "You... you are... you look..." She turned to Gibbs. "Is this the woman? Is this the reason for the anniversary?"

"What anniversary?" The dark-haired woman turned back to her. Slowly, silently, she stepped towards the examiner, studying her. Four years ago, she had done a dossier on Agent Todd for Ari, though she'd had no idea why. It was only after he'd killed the petite brunette that his reasoning became clear. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

Ziva had never been able to get Agent Todd's photograph out of her head, from that moment forward, and now, here she was, standing before the woman who had caused Ziva's teammates such heartache. "I know you." She pointed a finger at her. "You... you are that agent. The... the one who died... the... the one at... you sat at my desk. A... Across from Tony and diagonal to Tim..." She turned back to Gibbs. "This is her, yes?"

"Maura, what's goin' on?" Ziva turned as a leggy raven-head joined them. "Who are you?" She sounded like she had a permanent cold, the Israeli noted, gaze wandering up and down the woman. Despite her athletic build, she didn't appear to be much of threat; if she wanted, Ziva could take her out with a quick punch to the throat, or one slice with a credit card, if she had one handy. There was something she didn't like about the woman, and she stepped closer.

"Could ask you the same. Ziva David, NCIS." The woman nodded, taking her badge and quickly looking over. After a moment, she handed it back, before pulling out her own and holding it out.

"Detective Jane Rizzoli, Boston Police." Gibbs snatched it out of the woman's hand before Ziva could take it. He quickly studied it, before handing it back and pulling out his own badge, flashing it at her.

"Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS. This is my team, and that," He nodded towards the yet to be collected, thanks to the little setback with the medical examiner. "Is my crime scene." Jane raised an eyebrow as she took her badge back.

"NCIS? What the hell's-"

"Naval Criminal-" The team in question started in unison, the last two members shaking themselves out of their shock.

"Investigative Service." Maura finished softly. Jane turned to her, surprised that Maura knew what it meant.

"How do you know that?" Hazel eyes met brown, and for several minutes, she kept quiet, before rolling her shoulders back and saying,

"I work for Boston Police, Jane, remember? When you work in law enforcement, you tend to find that sometimes other agencies need you to assist on a few of their cases. My being a medical examiner, I helped NCIS with a few cases before I joined Boston Police." Silence fell between them, and Gibbs couldn't help but study the medical examiner that called herself Maura, before he finally shook himself and turned back to his team.

"Hey!" The three looked up. "Are you just gonna stand around all day? Ducky and Palmer have already done half of what you three need to get done! Move it!" When the three still didn't move, he stormed towards them, smacking Tony in the back of the head, before turning to his two youngest. Ziva had since returned to Tim's side, and the two were talking softly together as they got what they needed out. Narrowing his eyes, he smacked them both upside the head; Ziva jumped at the contact, stumbling over the gear and careening into Tim. He caught her, arms latching tight around his waist.

"You okay?" She nodded, before both straightened. When Gibbs cast them an annoyed look, they rushed off to collect evidence and take photographs. Once they were gone, Gibbs turned back to those on Boston PD.

"This is my scene now, Detective Rizzoli. Which means, I am going to have everything shipped back to D.C., so I our forensic can go through everything."

"You can't do that, Agent Gibbs, this crime is in Boston. Therefore it's my scene-" But Korsak intervened.

"The victim is a marine, Jane." She glared at him.

"So? That doesn't matter! We've dealt with military cases before-"

"But NCIS is trained in cases like this. The body and the evidence goes with them." Jane's mouth dropped.

"But Korsak-"

"This is a military crime, Rizzoli! It's their jurisdiction." The cop huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. Maura removed her gloves and tossed a honeyed curl off her shoulder.

"I can't believe they're just going to take our body and our evidence." Jane muttered, as she watched Ziva and Tim work. Ziva was putting a small mass of larvae into a jar to be analyzed back at Abby's lab, and McGee was snapping photographs, bouncing theories back and forth.

"I still don't like maggots." He muttered. Ziva chuckled softly.

"How many times must I tell you, McGee? If you are hungry enough-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. They don't taste that bad." He shivered, but continued taking photographs to be logged in as evidence. Maura watched the two, unaware that Gibbs was watching her. A moment passed, before she turned back to the Team Leader.

"If you could just sign over the transfer of the remains." Gibbs started, motioning for her to follow him to the truck.

"I already did." Maura replied. "But on one condition." Gibbs turned back to her. He waited, but she kept quiet. As he started to head to check on Tony, she called out,

"I come to D.C., to help you with the case." He turned back, casting a glance at her, before chuckling and heading over to Tony.