Toshiro, there may be a problem.

Toshiro sighed. He had felt his reiatsu building up, this gigai couldn't control the strength of the energy very well.

I channeled the energy, but I'm afraid the woman saw it.

'Don't worry,' he thought to Hyōrinmaru, 'It had to happen at some point, just be glad it wasn't worse.'

Gibbs and his team starred at the strange weapon lying on the ice covered table. The ice sparkled in the sun that filtered through the labs windows. It seemed to breathe, to live. The ice was beautiful.

"How is this possible?!" Exclaimed the Israeli NCIS agent.

"Could there have been any chemicals on the blade?"

Abby thought a moment before replying, "Well it would have come up on any tests. I tested for any chemicals, they would have shown up at some point! Anyway scientifically it doesn't fit most chemicals. The freezing point is usually very low, definitely not at room temperature."

"DiNozzo?"

"Yes, boss?"

"Go and get the kid,"

Toshiro stood in the lab. He was, in fact, worried about how to explain this. What worried the captain more was the presence of a hollow but, it wasn't just one. It felt like many of them. They were away from the building but close enough for the soul reaper to sense it.

"How'd you do it?" Abby asked him, more excited than anything, "It's amazing really! Chemicals? A gas? Is there something within the metal?"

"Sorta." He muttered under his breath, replying to the last question.

"What?"

"Nothing. You wouldn't understand," replied Toshiro.

"She's the best scientist I know, try it." A confident Gibbs replied.

"Does she know what happens after one dies?"

"I know where Toshiro is!" Karin said to the group of soul reapers in her bedroom.

"How?" Rukia cocked her head to the side, interested in how the young Kurosaki knew such a thing.

Karin frowned, hoping for the where? question rather than the how.

"He regained his memory and was able to tell me."

"Where is he then?" Abarai asked.

"America. He's in some place called NCIS in Washington DC."

"That's a government organization," mused Rukia.

"Why would he be there?" Ichigo asked, confused. Why would an American agency have the young captain? Did Toshiro do something illegal when he was without his memory?

Karin frowned, "I don't know."

A slight breeze blew through the open window and with it a dark butterfly. The creature found its way to Rukia. The Hell butterfly delivered its message before leaving the way it came.

"Rangiku Matsumoto is awake," she said quietly, a bit louder she continued, "the medical division was able to successfully remove the defective gigai from her soul without damage. The Soul Society is requesting our return to investigate her, whether she remembers or not."

There was a strange silence. The room filled with a mixture of feelings, Karin spoke first, "What about Toshiro?"

"I can go get him, I'm sure Urahara could help me get there," said the elder Kurosaki.

"No,"

"Why?" Karin cut the female soul reaper off.

"No, go commercially." Rukia finished. Glancing at Karin she added, "And take your sister."

Both Kurosaki's looked shocked.

"Commercially?"

"Me going too?" Not that Karin was disappointed, rather she was extremely happy she would get to go. She was more shocked that Rukia had included her.

Rukia looked at the siblings, then started to explain, "If Captain Hitsugaya is in the care of an American government agency you have to be solid. If you just randomly appear in the country what would they think? No record of any flight or ship? That would make them suspicious of you. Karin should go because it seems that Captain Hitsugaya's reiatsu is somehow connected to her. Also it would less suspicious."

Rukia and Renji took off for the Soul Society, leaving the Kurosaki siblings to their own mission.

"How will we convince dad?"

Their father, a retired soul reaper, was fully aware of the situation. He didn't let his children know though. He didn't necessarily agree with Karin going along with Ichigo but he saw the small importance of it. Their father had a bad feeling about letting his daughter go, but pushed it aside. He must be worrying too much.

"I should have flown Business Class. I can't stand the lack of room! These seats are very uncomfortable! They need better food. Not to mention a better in-flight entertainment. This airline is crap, I should fly differently." The old lady across the aisle complained the whole flight. It was her overhead luggage that had knocked Ichigo's out. Halfway through the long flight he was about to say, or do, something to the lady. He would have if it weren't for his sister.

The two practically ran off the plane. The hurry caused Ichigo to forget his overhead luggage, in which he wouldn't remember he had forgotten it until later.

A yellow car approached the siblings and a middle-eastern driver looked them up and down. "Where to?" He said with a heavy Indian accent.

"Nani?" Karin asked, confused about the man's English.

Ichigo turned to his sister and said in Japanese, "He wants to know where to,"

"Where to what?" She asked, confused.

Ichigo turned to the driver, his English better than his younger sisters, "A…place titled…NCIS?"

The Indian man nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, yes, I know where that is."

...

"There are many theories for each religion and each person," Ziva replied.

"But it isn't known," said the white haired kid.

"Seriously though," Abby cut in, "how? And how does your question have anything to do with the sword?"

You're going to have to do something, at some point, the ice dragon spoke.

'Let me think,' said the young captain to the dragon.

"Kid?"

"Captain," he replied on instinct.

Before the conversation could continue Gibbs phone vibrated. When he answered his face changed, he looked slightly curious but mostly confused. Of course it was a look that his team didn't detect, but the young captain recognized it.

"We've got a victim,"

"Victim? Not a body?"

"Yes, Dinozzo, a victim. In the same park that we found this kid."

Toshiro frowned. Not only did he no longer detect the hollows, but he also sensed the presence of two different Kurosaki's, but one was very faint.

"Karin! Karin!"

Karin heard Ichi-nee calling to her. She hurt, she hurt all over. She felt a warm stickiness coming from the back of her head. Blood? Was it blood?

Karin Kurosaki felt the darkness surround her, gently bringing her into oblivion.

...

Author's Note:

It's me again! Anyways~ any advice for the next chapter? Should Karin live through it? Or will she end up in the Soul Society? Feel free to leave your opinion! I'm sorry if the chapter was a little boring or if it was a little jumpy between scenes. I had written this chapter a bit ago but lost it, stupid MacBook. I was actually happy with the chapter and then I lost it. Oof.