Disclaimer: No, I don't own NCIS.

For Bob Rhynoplasty, who has been a great help during the five months I've spent planning this thing. You're awesome. :D

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This is AU, and not only because of the vampires, so please read these key points first to avoid confusion. Tony and Gibbs never met, so some canon events either never happened or turned out differently. This fic is set in spring 2009 (mid-way through season 6), so all canon events up to and including 'Heartland' have taken place, however the Jeanne/La Grenouille arc never happened, and the key episodes to that arc (Angel of Death/Bury your Dead/Internal Affairs), never happened either. Also, Kate is still alive.

Warnings: This fic contains allusions to slavery, non-graphic discussion of non-con (rape), and some bloody and gory scenes later on. This is also a slash fic. If you aren't happy with any of the above, don't read it.

Thank you, now let's get on with the story! :)

The Green Eyed Man

Prologue

"...and then Loretti ran smack into Gibbs. You should have seen his face Abby, it was a picture. This six and a half foot bald guy practically cowering at the Gibbs glare."

Gibbs placed the drinks tray in the middle of the table before sitting down and surveying his team.

McGee, who had been telling the story, shut his mouth and swallowed hard, obviously expecting Gibbs to say something to him. He was a damn good agent when it came to anything to do with computers, Gibbs gave him that but he still lacked the confidence that was needed in the field. It wasn't his fault; he had improved in the four and a half years he'd been on the team but he needed someone to teach him properly, someone who could give him the confidence to talk back and the street skills that he lacked. Gibbs regretted not being able to do it himself, but as a team lead and a man twenty years older... suffice to say he didn't think it would go down well, which left someone else on the team to step up, and considering the other two members were both women, he knew that could never work. Plus the kid seemed to be terrified of Ziva for some reason.

Abby was leaning into McGee's side, giggling along with Kate. "You can't still be scared of Gibbs, McGee! He's just a big, silver-haired pussy-cat, aren't you?"

Gibbs made a mental note to make sure Abby didn't attempt to drive herself home.

"She does have a point, McGee. You've been on the team for what? Over four years now? You should be used to Gibbs by now." Kate replied, raising her head. The dim lighting in the bar caught her face just right, the pale scar across her forehead showing up perfectly as her fringe flipped out of the way, a glaring reminder of the day almost four years earlier when Ari's sniper bullet almost killed her. If she hadn't turned her head when she had... she wouldn't be here now. Nevertheless, Ari was dead, shot by his half-sister Ziva who was unusually quiet. Gibbs glanced at her, sitting between Kate and Ducky and smiled. She was asleep. She wasn't the most talkative on his team (that spot would forever be held by Ducky), but when they were unwinding in a bar like they currently were, she did actively join in the conversation.

He downed the last of his drink and glanced at his watch. Not too late, but he was the designated driver and he wanted to get to his basement and his bourbon sometime tonight.

"Okay, I'm going. Anyone want a ride?" He asked, standing and grabbing his coat from the back of his chair. A chorus of grumbles answered him and comments were made about older men, quickly backtracked when Ducky coughed pointedly, but a few minutes later all five of them were standing up relatively straight. He pulled the keys to the borrowed SUV out of his pocket. "I'm gonna go get the car, be back in a few minutes." He turned to leave, but Kate spoke and stopped him.

"Gibbs, be careful. You know the vamps take more people at night than during the day."

"The parking lot is just across the street Kate, I'll be fine. They don't tend to go after LEO's anyway, you know that."

Kate raised her eyebrows. "They don't? Tell that to the eleven cops who've been grabbed in this area in the last month alone."

"They were all returned the next day, unharmed."

"You're missing the point Gibbs. It happens, and some vampires don't care who they take. Law enforcement or not, you should still take one of us with you."

"Kate... I'll be fine. You're needed here to hold Abby up and the rest of you are too drunk. I'll be back in a minute." He said firmly, turning and walking out of the bar before she could say anything else.

He crossed the almost empty street and entered the parking lot. The dark SUV was one of only five cars left in the lot. He made his way towards it, raising the key to unlock the doors when –

Blinding pain crossed the back of his head. As he fell to the ground, a thought crossed his mind.

Dammit, I hate it when Kate's right.

Darkness closed in.