I thought i'd give you guys a second update today since I have four chapters written already. Hope you guys are prepared for the awesomeness I hope this story will have! I would love any reviews you can give me! and if you find any mistakes, let me know and i'll fix them!
7/14/2018 - I fixed a couple typos. Let me know if anything else shall be changed.
"Grab your gear."
The NCIS agents quickly grabbed their gear and followed their boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, into the elevator. They stood in silence until Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo spoke up.
"What's the case, boss?"
"Grave desecration." Tony tensed, which didn't go unnoticed by Gibbs and Special Agent Timothy McGee, but neither said anything because Tony immediately forced himself to relax.
"I'll explain more on the way. Ziva, McGee. Go pick up the suspects. DiNozzo, we're headed to the crime scene." The elevator opened and the agents immediately followed their boss' orders. Tony followed Gibbs to his car, lost in thought.
They headed to the graveyard in complete and total silence, something completely unusual when Tony was in a car.
When they got to the crime scene, DiNozzo immediately went off to photograph and sketch the area. Gibbs easily knew something was wrong, but decided to leave it until they were headed back to base. He headed over to the head officer on scene.
"What happened?" He asked after showing Officer Lupica his badge.
"The graveyard security night watchman called in backup when he saw two guys digging up a grave, both seeming to be armed. By the time backup arrived, the body was on fire and the two men were driving away. We chased them to the edge of the city before we stopped them with our barricades."
"I was told you questioned witnesses?"
The officer nodded. "Some drunk teenagers who gave us nonsense. They said they saw a third person." Gibbs looked at him with curiosity. "They said the third man looked like a uniformed officer and threw the taller suspect with a flick of his wrist. The man then proceeded to strangle the other suspect before bursting into flames. As I said, they were drunk. But I'll go grab you their statements and info." Lupica walked off towards his car and Gibbs headed towards DiNozzo.
"DiNozzo, what you got?"
"Not much, Boss. The bones seemed to have been covered in salt and some type of reactant before being lit on fire. There's also blood three tombstones over, but there are no other signs of struggle." Tony's face remained a blank mask of no emotion, but his eyes showed a different story entirely. "I'm having them take a mold of the tire tracks so Abby can match it to the suspects' car."
"Good work, DiNozzo. What's-" Gibbs was cut off by Officer Lupica walking over.
"Here are those statements. I also got the FBI on the phone. They want to take over the investigation because of who the suspects are."
"I thought you guys hadn't I. them?"
"They just did, and you'll never believe who it is. It's Sam and Dean Winchester."
"I'm Special Agent Timothy McGee and this is Special Agent Ziva David of NCIS. We are here to collect the suspects you guys picked up last night." They showed their badges and were shown to the cells.
"Just as a heads up, they both had injuries when we arrested them, but the shorter one refused medical attention, and the taller one only let the other bandage up his injuries. They didn't exactly trust us to help them." The agents nodded in response.
In the cells, the brothers were each sitting on their respective beds. Neither of them spoke as they thought of ways to get out of the situation that had been thrust upon them. They both knew that if they didn't get out immediately, they'd be tried and each given the death penalty for the murder spree they were accused of going on the previous year. The brothers watched as Ziva and Tim walked to their cells and the officers started to unlock the doors.
"You two don't look like feds, so who are you?"
"You are expecting federal agents to come pick you up for a simple grave desecration? I could ask you the same question of who you are, as you are obviously used to being arrested."
Dean rolled his eyes at Ziva's response and the officers dragged him and his brother to their feet, handcuffing them again. The agents then took over and began to escort them out.
"We're the Naval Criminal Investigative Service."
"Navy cops? Fantastic." Dean shot his brother another glare as they were escorted into the NCIS vehicle. The brothers were silent for the whole drive, and seemed to be having a silent conversation with each other, which made McGee a little uneasy. The whole time the brothers were picking their handcuff locks.
"The Winchesters? I thought they were killed a little over a year ago?" Gibbs asked.
"We all thought so too, but those two are rather good at faking their own deaths." Officer Lupica handed Gibbs his cell. He then noticed how pale Tony's face had gotten. "Agent, you alright?"
Tony was startled from his thoughts and his shocked expression quickly turned to one of anger. "Yeah, I'm fine. So how'd they escape death this time?"
"No one knows, the FBI are as surprised as us."
Gibbs walked off to talk on the phone. "Tobias."
"Gibbs. As you heard, these are the Winchesters we're dealing with. So the FBI will be taking over the investigation and interrogation."
"I don't think so. You see, they just dug up a marine's grave, giving us jurisdiction. We'll be the ones handling this, besides, the FBI continues to fail at actually killing them. I think my team will have more luck keeping them in custody."
"We can both play this game, Jethro. If you won't give up custody, we'll…share. My men will meet yours at NCIS to make sure those two don't make a break for it." Fornell hung up.
Gibbs walked back over to DiNozzo and Lupica. "Finish up, DiNozzo. We have suspects to interrogate." Tony nodded and packed up his stuff. He still looked pale, but the anger was still in his eyes. They were soon headed back to NCIS.
"DiNozzo, you good? I need everyone at 110%. These are the Winchesters, and we're going to be the ones to finally take them down. I need your head in this. Understand?"
"Yeah, Gibbs. I understand." Tony stared out the window the whole drive.
Tony's thoughts drifted to the Winchester brothers. From what Bobby Singer had told him throughout the years, Sam and Dean were the best hunters out there. But last year, Bobby died and Tony had no way of knowing how they were doing. He was relieved to hear that his little brothers were still alive and fighting. He was also furious that they'd be stupid enough to come to D.C. and do a simple case like a ghost. Most hunters knew that Tony covered all hunts in the D.C. area, well most hunters except the Winchesters. Now, he had to find a way to get Sam and Dean out of custody so they don't ruin his new life and can go back to doing what they do best. That shouldn't be too hard, he's the oldest Winchester brother after all, and the Winchesters were great at doing the impossible.
