Xander / Alex's Pov
Tim was the first one to arrive in the Bullpen, he greeted uncle Jethro as Boss, and got to work setting up his work station, while I continued to draw. The next one to arrive was Agent DiNozzo, who threw his bag down and booted up his work station
"See you didn't get locked up in a psych ward then." Agent DiNozzo commented and Uncle Jethro rose from his seat and stormed over to Agent DiNozzo's Desk and delivered a slap round the back of his head
"Hey! That's my nephew you're talking to, and just so you know, everything he said was true, and we have the footage to prove it." Uncle Jethro stated,
"Seriously Boss?" Agent DiNozzo asked and Uncle Jethro nodded in response
"Mcgee."
"Bring up the footage Boss." Tim said immediately going on the computer, fingers flying across the keys, he could have even been faster than Willow, when she was hacking. Tim brought the footage up on the big screen for Agent DiNozzo to watch and I turned back to my drawings, refusing to see Cordelia die before my eyes again.
Uncle Jethro must have understood why I wasn't watching as he placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed, I looked up at him and smiled sadly at him.
"Shit, they're real?" Agent DiNozzo breathed and I turned to look at him
"Yep, but don't worry vampires can't enter your property unless you invite them in."
"Really? So I'm safe?"
"As long as you don't live in a hotel, if you do keep a cross and a wooden stake on you at all times, holy water too if you can get your hands on it."
"You do carry all that?" Tim asked and I nodded standing up, I pulled a cross from under my shirt, a small bottle from my front pocket and pulled up my right pant leg to show them the stake I had stashed there
"Never leave home without any of them, but I might start seen as I no longer live in SunnyDale." I sat back down and returned to drawing
"How can you speak about this so calmly?" Agent DiNozzo asked
"Because I've been deeling with this since my Sophomore year, I've had time to come to grips with things, besides Washington D.C is the least likely place you're going to get vicious deamons or vampires."
"You know none vicious ones?" Uncle Jethro asked
"I know one or two, but some deamons can hide in plain sight, and they live everyday lives like you guys."
"There could be deamons in this building?" Agent DiNozzo asked looking around the room
"You're fine, there arent' any deamons here."
"How do you know?" Tim asked
"Because one of them would have come up to me by now asking me for protection in exchange for information."
"And why would they do that?" Uncle Jethro asked
"Because I've been the Slayers White Knight for three years now, every deamon knows me, even though I wish they didn't." Agent DiNozzo then stood up from his seat and walked over to me, before holding out his hand
"Well, I believe you now." He said to me, and I shook his hand smiling
"Thank you, Agent Dinozzo."
"Call me Tony."
"Tony."
"DiNozzo, Mcgee, get started on your reports."
"But boss, we haven't solved the case yet." Tony Argued
"Vance is transferring it over to Balboa's team, so get started then send it to Mcgee so he can send it to Balboa."
"Right boss." Both of them got started working on their reports, as Uncle Jethro tapped me on the shoulder, I looked up at him and he gestured for me to stand up and follow him. I did so and he led me to the elevator.
"Where are we going?"
"I'm taking you to see Ducky." The elevator arrived and we stepped inside
"Who's Ducky?"
"He's out Medical Examiner, you saw him briefly yesterday." I nodded remembering the two men in the background while I was facing Cordelia. When the elevator doors opened we stepped out and Uncle Jethro led me into the medical bay.
"Jethro I don't have anything for you, since our last body stood and walked away practically, I'm reviewing my notes from the other bodies." The older man said in a British accent
"Not me you have to report it to anymore Duck, its Balboa's case now." Uncle Jethro responded
"Then what are you doing down here?"
"I need one of you to have a look over my nephew, he's pretty beat up I want to make sure there's no damage." Uncle Jethro responded
"There isn't any uncle Jethro."
"I just want to make sure Kiddo."
"Mister Palmer can do it, I'm a little busy here."
"I'll be back in a while, alright Kiddo?" Uncle Jethro asked, I nodded
"I'll be alright." He nodded and walked out of the room, the doors sliding shut behind him.
"Why don't you come sit over here and I'll have a look over you." The younger man said pointing to the examiners table, I shrugged and made my way over, before hopping onto the table. "Does it hurt anywhere?"
"My ribs hurt a little bit, and my face kind of throbs." He nodded and pulled on some gloves
"I'm just going to have a feel of your face make sure nothing is broken." I nodded and he started to gently press on my face "My names Jimmy by the way, Jimmy Palmer."
"I'm Alexander Harris, Formally Xander, I now go by Alex."
"It's nice to meet you Alex, though I bet you wish it were better circumstances."
"Yep, ah." I felt a sharp pain go through my right cheek bone
"Hmm, you could have a fracture there, but it's too swollen to tell."
"Here, put some ice on it lad, it'll help the swelling go down." The older man said walking over and handing me an ice pack, I took it and held it to my right cheek
"Thank you."
"Not to worry lad, I'm doctor Donald Mallard, but everybody calls me Ducky, you are welcome to call me that as well." I smiled slightly until it hurt
"Nice to meet you." He nodded smiling
"You said your ribs hurt?" Jimmy asked and I nodded "Can you lift up your shirt so we can have a look?"