Smallville Medical- 12:17 a.m.
"Ma'm, I'm sorry but only family-"
"Listen to me. You will tell me where the man I want to see is, or I will cause you more pain than you have ever experienced. Now tell me...where is Clark Kent?" The woman hissed, her knife pressed into the nurse's throat.
"Room 412. Just-"
"ZIVA!"
Ziva David turned to the sound of the voice, watching as NCIS Director Jenny Shepard and Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs ran up to the nurse's station.
"Ziva, I know you're worried, but you can't go around putting knives to people's throats." Jenny said, and Ziva glared.
"This...woman refused to tell me where Clark is, even after I showed my identification." Ziva replied, not removing her knife from the woman's throat.
"It's hospital policy. Immediate family only. Now drop the knife." Sheriff Adams said, coming down the hall. Her weapon was already raised, pointed directly at Ziva. However, her eyes were on Gibbs, who had pulled his own weapon the moment he saw the Sheriff come in.
"Drop your weapon! Federal agents!"
"I don't care. Your agent pulled a knife on a civilian in my town."
"I won't say it again. DROP THE WEAPON!" Gibbs yelled.
"Not gonna happen."
"Jethro, please. Ziva, I know you're worried about Clark. We all are, but killing a civilian won't help matters. Let's all put our weapons down and talk." Jenny said, and Ziva glared but complied.
"Good. Now Gibbs, Sheriff."
Gibbs slowly lowered his weapon as the Sheriff did the same, only securing his weapon when Sheriff Adams had done so.
"Sheriff Adams, my name is Director Shepard, NCIS. These are Special Agent's Gibbs and David." She said, showing the Sheriff her credential's.
"What do federal agents want with Mr. Kent?" The Sheriff asked a moment later.
"That's classified. All you need to know is that we need to see him. Now." Director Shepard said.
Sheriff Adams opened her mouth as though she was going to argue, only to snap it shut again when she saw the look in Ziva's eyes. The young woman had lowered her weapon once. She would not lower it a second time.
"Nurse, what is Mr. Kent's room number?" The Sheriff asked.
"Sheriff I must-"
"NOW!" The Sheriff yelled, making the nurse jump as the Sheriff raised her voice.
"Room 417. Critical Ward." The nurse said, making both Gibbs and Ziva swear before they ran for the stairs.
"I'm going to need a copy of his chart for his personal physician, and I want to speak to the Doctor on call." Director Shepard ordered.
While the nurse set about completing the tasks assigned to her by the NCIS Director, the Sheriff pulled her away from the nurse's station.
"Director, what the hell is going on? I acknowledge that Mr. Kent is involved in most of the weird and strange things that happen in this town, but none of that explains why the Director of a federal agency comes down here in person to ask about a 22 year old farm boy."
"I already told you. It's classified."
"Then tell me who I need to talk to in order to get clearance."
Jenny just sighed, and pulled out her phone, pressing a button on it before handing it to Adams.
"White House Operator. How may I direct your call?"
Sheriff Adam's eyes widened, while Jenny just smiled.
"Ask for the President."
A/N: So this is an idea that's been stuck in my head since I started rewatching NCIS. Thoughts?