Original chapter was 5360. Splitting it in half. Read the A/N at the end of chap
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"Navy Cops?" Constantine asked with slight amusement in his voice. "What were they doing? Robbing a boat? No that would still be police matter, they didn't attack a Marine did they?"
...
The line went silent
"Bobby what the hell?!"
"Listen! Something is killing Marines. I tried to tell them to let it go. The government has people for these kinds of things. But they wouldn't listen, saying while we waited the ghost would keep on killing"
"And those two morons decided to do what exactly?"
"..Break into a marine base..."
Constantine facepalmed, the sound was so clear that Bobby winced on the other side of the phone call.
"I'm going to kill both of them" Constantine grumbled.
"That's what I said when they called me"
"Wait they called you Bobby?"
"Used their 'Call a Lawyer Card' "
"Isn't Sam a Lawyer?"
"Studied for it..."
"And his best idea was to call you and not one of their Angel friends"
"Yes." Constantine could hear in Bobby's voice that the man was regretting his life choices with the boys.
"Sigh. Text me the location" Constantine ended the call and smiled
'Well this interesting opportunity. The Winchester brothers are maniacs, but they are well connected in the hunter community. Well Bobby was and they tell this sucker everything. Time for another performance.
Most rich companies know about the supernatural. I occasionally will reveal the truth to some people as an experiment to see what happens in the future. But Hunters are fair game, they are near the bottom of the barrel. Now if someone were to give them better weapons and methods. That ought to give humanity a boost.'
~ NCIS. Team Bullpen
"Huh. So somebody finally got them?" Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo commented in a joyful tone. Tony is a tall, lean man in his late forties with brown hair and green eyes. He is most often seen wearing suits and dress shoes that he states are of high price and designer labels.
One of his favorite pastimes was to flirt with women and torment his junior agents in various ways. They go from simple pranks to what is technically psychological torture.
He was looking at the two faces on the screen. Sam and Dean Winchester.
Devil worshipers leaving arcane symbols and signs in every motel they go to, graverobbers who burn the corpse afterward, mass murderers, thief's and many other crimes.
"Yeah they got caught trying to sneak into a navy base" his college SA Timothy McGee answered him. McGee is a tall, lean man with short blonde-brownish hair and green eyes.
McGee attended Johns Hopkins University and MIT. He earned a bachelor of science degree in biomedical engineering from Johns Hopkins University and a master of science degree in computer forensics from MIT
"I find that hard to believe given their extensive record of avoiding capture" Ziva frowned as she read through the report. Ziva David is a former Israeli Mossad officer. Ziva is a young Israeli woman with a slim but fit build, and long dark brown hair, brown eyes and tanned skin.
As a former operative with the Israeli Mossad, Ziva was highly skilled in interrogation, performing assassinations or shootings and could hold her own in hand-to-hand combat. In her time with NCIS she has learned ability to process a crime scene all by herself and interrogating people without torture.
"They do have a sweet ride" Tony clicked the remote again and the picture changed. A black 1967 Chevy Impala.
"I do like the older models" Ziva nodded, it might be strange for a woman to like cars a lot, but Ziva... was an enthusiastic driver. Meaning a menace on the road that drives like a madwoman so much so that her collogues refuse to get in the same vehicle as her if she is behind the wheel.
"Man the chicks I would get with that car"
Smack
Right from behind Tony, Leroy Jethro Gibbs appeared with a cup of coffee in his hand and smacked him over the head.
"Ayy. Morning Boss" Tony grabbed his head and said with a wry smile
Ziva hid a smirk when she that. It was always a pleasure watching Tony get what he deserved.
"David, stop smirking or you will get one too. Now tell me what we've got" Gibbs stood in front of the screen while the team went into work mode. Gibbs was a tall man with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. He was intimidating and commanding. Gibbs was a former marine with sniper training and an Agent with a lot of experience.
Mc'Gee jumped to start reading the report, it was obvious that Gibbs wasn't in a good mood and they didn't want to make it any worse.
"At zero nine hundred yesterday (09:00), there was Black Impala hanging around in the town, two men in suits were going around asking questions. Apparently they had NCIS badges."
Gibbs frowned at that but kept quiet.
Ziva took over " They were asking questions about the dead Marines who were killed."
"They were asking questions about our case, Boss" Tony said in a serious tone. Not many people knew about the case as they were keeping a tight lid on it. A navy officer has a curarized hole in his chest. The latest in a string of several murders, a serial killer targeting marines for unknown reasons.
"What kind of questions?" Gibbs asked with a raised eyebrow. Devil worshiping killers playing detective? 'I need more coffee'
"The usual boss. 'Have you seen anything strange happening, People behaving differently, Strange patterns.' Stuff like that" McGee answered
"Okey, somebody want to tell me why those two were doing our job?" Gibbs asks his team only to be met with awkward looks on their faces
"Ughh, we don't know yet boss, but we will.. soon" Tony flashed Gibbs a charming smile, trying to bullshit his way out of this. His only reply was Gibbs giving him the stare that sent shivers down his spine.
"We will work harder!" He went back to his desk and sat down, quickly typing something on the keyboard.
"McGee! Location on the brothers"
McGee looked startled before he coughed in his fist "The brothers were apprehended in the marine base and were sent here for questioning. They will be arriving shortly. They have already called a Lawyer."
Gibbs frown got much worse. The team immediately noticed he was in a bad mood... well in a worse mood. Gibbs hates Lawyers.
"What is rule #13?" he practically spat out.
"Never involve lawyers... along with 6 more rules about lawyers" Tony said from memory. "Technically this wasn't our fault"
"What would 'technically' be the reason for your hospital visit when my foot is up your ass"
"Shutting up now boss" Tony zipped his mouth and threw away the key. 'DiNozzo you stupid bastard. Why can't you ever shut up' while Tony was mentally arguing with himself Ziva moved over to Gibbs's desk.
"Gibbs, how do we handle these two. I haven't really been involved with cases involving crazy people"
"They are cultists Ziva, there isn't really a rulebook when it comes to their type"
"I'm just covering all my plates."
Everybody looked at her strangely, then it came to Tony. "You mean bases. Covering all my bases"
"If the glue sticks"
"Shoe fits." Tim corrected her
Ziva sighed and let out a forced smile "Thank you McGee"
Gibbs just let out a little smirk, he took a sip from his coffee, only to realize it was empty. 'Damn forgot to get more' Gibbs then opened up his drawer and pulled out a can of home ground coffee beans 'And this is why I always keep some in reserve. Judging by how this that started I'm going to need a lot more'
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In an armored prison transfer van. Sam was staring down at Dean, not even bothering to recognize the two swat officers by his sides, same with the two who were on Dean's side.
"What" Dean just spread his hands, acting completely innocent.
"I told that this was too risky" Sam pointed out each word, like he was talking to an idiot.
"How was I supposed to know they upgraded their security system"
"Because that's what competent thieves do dirtbag, unlike you it seams" The guard said and Dean looked offended that he was basically being called an amateur.
"Dean, shut up" Sam glared at his brother and Dean reluctantly kept quiet.
After a few hours they arrive at their destination. In an underground garage of sorts. Sam and Dean were dropped off the armored truck. It would be stupid to resist in this situation.
A few agents were waiting for them to arrive as to place them in the interrogation room's.
"Hey what about my car" Dean then remembered his precious car
An agent smirked "The car will be arriving at this location shortly. Our forensics are eager to see what you have done with it"
Dean was about to snap at him and start making threats but Sam cleared his throat and gave him a side glare. ' Stay Calm'
Dean gritted his teeth and looked back at his brother. ' I know. But if they harm Baby I'm getting payback'
Just by looking at each other they can tell what the other is thinking. This is what a lifetime of experience means.
The agents 'guided them to the interrogation rooms. Gibbs ordered the agents to place them in separate rooms and let them sweat for a few hours.
~ Abby's Lab
"Guys, guys. You have to see this, it's so cool" Abby ran towards the group, her pigtails jumping around as she did.
"Hey Abbs, is that a new choker?" Tony said with a smile, he was trying to change the topic and calm her down
"Yep, thanks for noticing Tony. You it was really hard choosing the right one. I spent like ten minutes looking over them all before I deci-" "Abby" Gibbs cut her off in a gentle tone "The case" he pointed towards the wide assembly of weapons and items on her table.
"Right" she pointed at him with her fingers and then moved on to the table "This is like a supernatural/horror geek's dream. We have wooden stakes, silver bullets and daggers, holy water, rocksalt bullets, pure iron bullets. Ordinary knives and guns, ceremonial knives and guns and you are not going to believe this, A Molotov cocktail mixed with holy water" Abby was absolutely geeking out
"Wait, those things are used against evil, aren't the Winchesters demon worshipers?" McGee said in a confused tone. As a hard core gamer he obviously knows a bit about supernatural lore.
"Huh?" Abby tilted her head. "What makes you say that?"
"How about all the pentagrams and weird arcane symbols they leave in their hotel rooms" Tony pointed at all the images Abby had pulled up on her screen.
Abby looked at them with a dumbfounded expression before she started to giggle "Those aren't demonic symbols silly. Far from it, they are the opposite, you see an upside down version of the pentagram is associated with the Devil. The normal pentagram is the opposite, its Anti-Demonic, it grants protection against evil, look" Abby pointed at the other symbols.
"I did some quick research. This one is for ghosts, this one apparently is for wendigos, some really obscure stuff that I haven't even seen before. Forget about worshiping demons, I found some rope dosed in what I think is holy water. I think these guys are hunting them."
"Hunters... like Van Helsing? Awesome, great movie too" Tony let out a big shit eating grin on his face
Gibbs just rubbed the bridge of his nose. 'Definitely need more coffee'
~ An hour later the team got the full details from Abby and the interrogation can begin. They decided to start with the younger one first.
Sam was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed. He looked as if he was meditating, but really he was trying to contact Castiel to get them out of this mess.
"Cool as a cucumber that one" Tony commented. Ziva turned to him in slight surprise, Tony was rarely impressed by criminals.
"And according to his file talented too. Went to Law School and he is good with computers as well. " McGee read from his file.
"Then you are going in first McGeek, since you speak the lang~uage~" Tony rolled the last word while giving McGee a pat on the back "Break a leg, actually don't because he might break yours"
McGee and Ziva just sighed because of his antics. Ziva gave her college a nod and McGee returned it. Sometimes just this was enough.
As soon as McGee entered the room Sam opened his eyes. He looked at McGee from top to bottom, trying to get any clues he could use.
McGee calmly sat down in front of him and opened the folder he was holding. "Sam Winchester, full scholarship for Stanford university, it says here that you were studying pre-law and showed quite a lot of potential. So what made you go off track? Seems to me like you had a full ride"
Sam just smiled at the agent's attempts to rattle him by pointing out his history and jokingly said "You know my name but i don't know yours"
McGee frowned and judged what way he wanted to continue. So far Sam had been civil, so continuing on this track could lead to results, so he decided to tell him his name
"Special agent Timothy McGee."
Something seemed to click in Sam's mind. He looked at the one way mirror with a slight smile on his face.
"Ziva" Tony said in a strange tone
"Yes Tony" Ziva replied in a calm tone but her arms were crossed, one hand clenching a bit too hard.
"This is a one way mirror right? If that's so... how the hell is he looking directly in my eyes"
Ziva frowned "I don't know, but i find it creepy"
It was understandable, but they were only human. Sam and Dean have hunted monsters of the night. Without instinct and being able to feel the location of enemies, they would have died long ago.
"Is that right? Funny, you remind me of someone Agent McGee"
McGee raised an eyebrow "Really? And who would that be?" he tried to keep the interrogation going, to make the suspect feel more comfortable before the real questions began.
"Have you ever heard about a book character named McGregor?"
This time McGee was startled and it visibly showed on his face
"Thom E. Gemcity. Nice anagram by the way. Loved the book. Judging by the height and the intensity of the stairs I would say that's Tommy and Lisa. You really should avoid writing about your coworkers. it's bad form and reveals a lot of details"
McGee was speechless, he kept opening and closing his mouth but no words came out.
Sam smiled once he saw this " I won't be answering anymore questions until my lawyer arrives" Sam closed his eyes and returned back to what seemed to be meditation
On the other side of the glass Tony whistled "Damn he is good"
Ziva nodded in agreement "Yes.. and this is the nicer brother"
"I can't wait to see what Gibbs will do to the other guy" Tony smiled, no matter how tough someone was, they always break in front of Gibbs. 'Actually I want to have a try at him first'
~~~ A/N
So people are definitely going to ask if this is another crossover. NO. The main fic is HP/DxD, everything else is just me being a lazy ass and not wanting to create OG characters and to not confuse you guys. People react better with characters they know. So I use those like Sam and Dean, Jane and now NCIS to build the world.
BTW please forgive the plot hole in this chap. I forgot about the timeline. It's currently 1992. NCIS starts in 2003. In 1992 Gibbs joins NIS/NCIS under Mike Franks.
So yeah, my bad. I was so excited to write NCIS into this i forgot. I did the same with The Mentalist. But these are just short cameos so they won't impact the plot at all.
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