I do not own The Avengers, Avengers Belongs to Marvel.
I do not own Emerald Fell.
I do own Victoria Barstow.
I walked out of the elevator in NCIS carrying 5 cups of coffee, and Caf-Pow and pile of croissants in a paper bags.
"Morning!"
"Why are you here?" I thought you were putting people off by walking through walls..."
"Very funny Tony... I came to apologise!" I said handing Ziva a coffee and a croissant.
"Thank you," Ziva said taking the coffee.
Tony walked up to me, and took one of the coffee's from me, and passed took the lid off of it, looked inside it, and sniffed it.
"I haven't done anything to it..." I said to Tony.
"McTester will the judge of that!" Tony said passing the coffee too Tim.
Tim took the coffee and sipped it.
I passed him a croissant as Tony took one from me, along with a coffee.
"What's with the Caf-Pow?" Tim asked.
"For Abby, since she was the kindest to me!"
"When isn't Abby kind..." Tony said after taking a sip from his coffee.
"I think I'd best see Gibbs first... Do you know where he is?" I asked.
"With the Director in his office,"
"Where?" I asked.
"Up the stair, turn right, and it's the door straight in front of you," Tim replied.
"I'll let Cynthia know you're coming, if she doesn't let you in, just barge in to the Directors office..." Tony said as I walked off.
"Kay! See you in a bit!" I said childishly walking to the stairs.
I walked in Director Vance's Reception area.
"You can't go i-" She said standing from her seat. She was on my right as I walked in the reception area.
I opened the door to the Directors office.
"Victoria..." Vance said.
"Before you all have a go at me..." I saw a man with silver hair, and glasses sitting at the meeting table.
"Hi..." I said to him.
"Who's this?" The man asked.
"I bought you both coffee as a thank you... and now probably as a sorry present... And Croissants... I'll leave you gentleman be..." I put the two coffee's and Croissants on the meeting table, and walked out the room shutting the door behind me.
"I told you, you cou-" I ignored Cynthia once again, walking out of the room.
"Why do I even bother...?" I heard her say.
"Vicky!" I heard Tony shout at me as I walked down the stairs.
I stopped. "What?!" I shouted back.
"Get here!" He replied.
I walked down to him, he was sitting at his desk.
"Did you go in?!" Tony asked.
"... Yes..."
"Oh dear..." Tony said a little worried.
"Why...? Wasn't I supposed too?!"
"Was there anyone in the room with Vance and Gibbs?" Tim asked.
"Yeah... A man with Silver hair... Glasses, wearing a suite..." I replied.
"Oh dear..." Tony said slowly putting his head on the desk.
"Why...? What did I do?!"
"You walked in on a meeting with the Secretary of the Navy," Tim replied.
"I did what?!" Why the hell didn't you stop me?!"
"We tried! Tony told Cynthia to tell you to not go in," Ziva said.
"He said not to listen to her!"
"What am I gonna do?!"
"Apologise!" Abby said running in the room.
"How?!"
"Buy more coffee! Or give them Caf-Pow!" Abby said.
"Oh! That reminds me! Here!" I said holding the Caf-Pow out to Abby.
"Thank you!"
"It's ok... Oh, and I bought you this cupcake!" I held out a cupcake.
"Hey, isn't that like the one that Ziva got you, but Tim ate?" Tony asked.
"It is!" Abby hugged me.
"Thank you!" She said excited.
"That's... Ok...?" I said not knowing about the previous cupcake.
She stopped hugging me. I passed her the Cupcake, and she did a little jog towards her lab.
"... Well that wasn't weird..."
"Hide!" Tony dragged me to his desk.
"What?!"
"Secretary!" Tony replied trying to push me under his desk.
"Stop it!"
"Morning Secretary!" Tim said as he walked into the squad room.
"I slowly came out from under the desk, standing on the seat side, and in front of Tony.
"... Hi~..." I said holding my hand up and giving him a small wave.
"You must be Victoria..." He said.
"Yes..." I replied.
"Secretary Jarvis," He said holding out his hand.
"Nice to meet you..." I shaking his hand.
"I know of S.H.I.E.L.D, and know of you," He carried.
"... Well, it would have been nice to know earlier on..."
I let go of his hand.
"Well, I'd best be off. I have a meeting to attend to," He said.
"Nice to meet you..." I said.
"Likewise," He said to me. "Director," He turned to face Director Vance, and then walked towards the elevator where his escort was waiting. He walked into the elevator, and the doors shut.
"I'm confused, what just happened?" I asked.
"You met the Secretary of the Navy..." Tony replied.
"Did you?" I asked Vance.
"No, Fury did, and he didn't sound happy,"
"No... I blew up a few lights..." I replied.
"How?" Tim asked.
I looked at him.
"Oh..." He replied.
"Yeah... Oh..." I replied to him.
"He's coming here," Vance carried on.
"When? What time, which elevator is he com-"
"Slow down! What exactly happened?" Tony interrupted me.
"Urm... No..." I replied.
A elderly man walked into the Squad Room.
"Abby told me that there is a young girl here," He said.
"Doctor Mallard, this is Victoria," Vance said.
"Hello! I'm standing right here!"
"She's special needed," Tony said walking behind his desk and sitting down.
"... No... Just no..."
"So I hear," Doctor Mallard replied.
"How?" I asked.
"Well, according to Abby, it's the talk of NCIS," He replied.
"Ha! Another thing that Nick will hate me for..." I said slightly worried. "Keeping it secret my ass..." I said under my breathe.
"You can call me Ducky," He said holding out his hand.
"Vicky," I said shaking his hand.
"I'm down in Autopsy if you need anything my dear,"
"A hiding place?" I asked.
"I'm sure you could come down. I have no work on at the moment," Ducky replied.
"Yes you do," Gibbs said walking in.
"Another one?" Tony asked as Gibbs went behind his desk and grabbed his coat, along with his gun.
"Send me the address," Ducky said before walking off.
"You're coming too, they're bolted behind a steel door," Gibbs said.
"Wha-?!" I replied.
"You heard," Gibbs replied.
"I'm not even an agent!"
Gibbs chucked me a badge as he walked past me.
"Hang on! You're in charge! Tell him I can't-"
"Nick decided it was best for you," Vance said.
"I'm 17! I'm not even old enough to legally own a gun!"
"You don't need one. You're part of a spec-"
"If you say 'special division' I'll blow every single light bulb in this room!"
"No, you won't!" A heard a familiar voice say.
"I shouldn't have argued and just said ok..." I said before turning around to see Nick.
"Hi..." I said trying to sound cheerful.
"Was this your idea?" I asked holding up the NCIS badge.
"I thought it would be a good idea, if you had some discipline," Nick replied.
"Dis... You are kidding me right..."
"You will be getting a firearm, as soon as you turn eighteen and pass your licence test," Vance carried on.
"Now you're just bullying me... I am 17! I have no job experience, I am rude, noisy, I break things, heck, at some point something here will get broken!" I tried to list as many bad things as possible to stop me from 'joining' NCIS.
"We've discussed it, all of us, including the Secretary," Nick said.
"So I don't have a choice..."
"You have a choice to pick what part of NCIS you want to work," Gibbs carried on.
"And they are...?" I asked.
"Cyber Specialist, Field Agent, MTAC, Autopsy or Forensic,"
"Right..." I replied to Vance.
"Woah, hold up. Why is this all of a sudden happening, I mean, we know nothing about her!" Tony replied.
"He's right," Ziva said.
"So you all think I'm gonna blo-"
Tony put his hand over my mouth.
"Not a good thing to say here kiddo," Tony said.
I licked Tony's hand.
"Ew! She licked me!" Tony said removing his hand from my mouth.
"You're own fault," I replied.
"Yeah, well... Still... I don't think it's a good idea..." Tony said wiping his hand on Tim's arm.
Tim's face was not amused and pulled his arm away from Tony's hand.
"Just one second!" I said. I dragged Nick to one side.
"Have you told them that I am from... you know, another dimension" I asked.
"No, we've made an identity up," Nick said.
"They are smart enough to know that it's a fake..."
"No, this one is genuine..."
"Right..." I said before walking back to the group.
"Well?" Gibbs asked.
"Fine... I'll come... But! Tony is right, and I don't want him fretting, so do a background check on me," I replied.
"Ok then. Grab your gear," Gibbs said before walking off.
Everyone walked past me. I followed them.
"I want a copy on what you have on me..." I said to Nick passing him.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed it, and will be adding a NCIS OC in the next chapter! She will be dedicated to a Marvel/NCIS loving, awesome teacher from my College! For you Amy!