You're my what?

By: Fire Wolfe

Beta:greywizard

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or NCIS. Both belong to their respective creators and the corporations that bring them to life for us. This is an answer to the challenge 5209.

Monday, November 07, 2011

Part 25

Tony DiNozzo was glad he had managed to get out of the hospital. He wanted to think things through and the simple fact was he could not think around those people. They were confusing as hell. He had rarely ever felt as intimidated as he did with these women. The man Xander he was a little freaky but not scary really. In fact Tony thought he reminded him of himself with longer hair and not so great a fashion sense. Of course maybe he was more of a cross between him and Gibbs. OK not an image he needed to have in his head but, really the guy seemed to be relaxed like he was, but hyper aware like the boss. The women were just freaky. Even being around Ziva did not prepare him for their reactions. Plus if one of them really was Ziva's little sister then the dark stuff was going to hit the fan. He shook his head and decided that all he could do was offer her support. Despite some of their rocky times Ziva was family and he was not about to let someone play her.

Amazingly the drive to the airport went quickly. Tony headed for the gate to pick up their VIP guest. Somehow this whole day was becoming a major pain. He just hoped that it would improve and that maybe just maybe he would get through it without gaining a concussion from being slapped silly. He spotted the person he was supposed to pick up and several others who were clearly attempting to tail her without being noticed. Yep today was one for the books. At least he was not the only NCIS agent who was overprotective. Then again after Jenny he had reason to be. He walked over to Hettie Lang and asked. "Should I get your bags or will your team do it?"

That got him a dark look and he knew just knew his day had gone down one more step into the hellish range. Damn I should learn not to snark."

"Agent Dinnozo I would appreciate your getting my bags. My team is not supposed to be here. I will be discussing it with them later. Now shall we go I do believe we have an investigation to run."

"Are they ridding with us?"

"No, they can find their own way."

Sam winced as he heard that. Hettie was definitely not happy with them. Fortunately Nate had anticipated that happening and ordered them a car. He just hoped it was not some stupid little subcompact. Nate was a good guy but he sometimes forgot that not everyone was willing to crunch their knees to go green.

The drive to NCIS head quarters was rather quick given that Tony desperately wanted to find out what was going on with his team. While he appreciated being able to escape the tense situation a part of him felt he had abandoned them.

They arrived and went through the checks at the gate easily enough. Tony noted that a rental car was only two cars behind them. They must have flow low to catch up. However he wisely chose not to point that out to his passenger.

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Talia watched the room. While she knew she needed some medical attention she was still wary and alert. She was upset that she had lost it with Buffy but, oddly she knew that the Queen would not see her breakdown as a weakness.

Buffy leaned over the wounded slayer and brushed the hair from her face. She placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and like a loving mother whispered. "I have you. You are safe."

Ziva glared. She did not like that this stranger was standing so close to her sister. She was angry that Talia was injured. Her heart was sore at the thought that her baby sister had been alive and had not wanted to let her know. While she had loved her family she would have kept her sister's secret. It bothered her deeply that Talia had not trusted her. She wondered again why they had never had a real family. She glared at the blonde girl her eyes warning her she would keep Talia safe now.

Buffy locked eyes with the NCIS agent. She understood her protective stance. She had done it often enough with Dawn. She even understood her feeling of jealousy. Of course Talia would feel safe with her and Faith there. It was instinctive. Ziva herself would have been just as relaxed and compliant had she not been so tensed over her baby sister. That biological protectiveness overwhelmed her. While Buffy could tell she was a slayer it was clear she had not really gotten a handle on her new found skills. She wondered briefly which of the women was the reason they had come to Washington to find? Then again if they really were sisters it was possible that the Spell had not been able to tell that there were two slayers here because of the family relationship the two women shared. It could be that the spell pinged one and then the other but the witches monitoring it merely thought the slayer was moving around. That could be especially true if one of them had been under some strong wards. Well that would be something for Willow and her team of Wicca's to sort out. She was just glad they found the slayers and managed to save Sara.

She looked at Ziva and said "Talia needs some rest. Why don't we go out and talk."

Ziva glared but followed the blonde out. She pushed her hair back into a scrungy not wanting it in the way. Her gut told her this was not going to be a fun conversation and she wanted to be ready for anything. She would keep her little sister safe this time.

TBC….