Disclaimer: Buffy and NCIS do not belong to me, they are not apart of my imagination but the situation that they are found within this fic is.
Dr Donald “Ducky” Mallard stood in front of the Washington DC Watchers Council building and took a deep breath. He was going to meet the son of the Slayer who had saved his life. He had always promised to thank her if he ever saw her again but soon after had been told by her Watcher to forget that he had ever met her.
When Tony had told him that he knew the son, Ducky was adamant in meeting and paying his respects. At first, it had been hard for Tony to arrange the meeting because he wanted it to be a surprised. In the end, Tony had admitted that it was someone who had met his mother and left it at that.
He nervously knocked on the door and was met by a young girl with long brown hair.
“Good afternoon, my name is Donald Mallard, I'm here to see Robin Wood,” he introduced himself.
“Oh, Ducky right? Tony told me to expect you,” the girl responded. “I'm Dawn Summers, Robin will be down in a moment.”
She escorted him into a private room, explaining that it was the quietest once the girls got home from school.
“Can I offer you a tea? Coffee?” Dawn asked.
“Oh, yes please. I'll have a tea,” Ducky replied.
“Okay, we've got Green Tea, Chai Tea, Peppermint Tea, English Breakfast Tea, Earl Grey or Orange Pekoe...” she listed off. Ducky's eyes went wide, after dealing with Gibbs and Abby, he didn't expect such a wide choice of teas.
“Dawn makes an excellent pot of English Breakfast,” a deep voice cut in before Ducky could give his choice.
“English Breakfast it is then,” Ducky agreed as he turned to face the person who spoke.
Standing in front of him was obviously Robin Wood. Certain features of his mother were evident. His eyes shone like his mother's had, so full of life and he was standing in almost the exact same stance... almost automatically on guard.
“Dr Mallad,” Robin said as he offered his hand. “I understand you had met my mother?”
“Yes, she was an extraordinary girl,” Ducky replied while shaking his hand. “I believe you were about two when I met her.”
“So what brings you here today?” Robin asked, curious.
“I wanted to tell you about my experience in meeting your mother and to offer you a thank you for what she did for me,” Ducky explained. Dawn silently re-entered the room and left the pot of tea on the coffee table before heading out again, shutting the door behind her. Robin motioned for him to continue while he began pouring out the tea.
“You see, in my younger days, I was a bit more wilder than I am today,” Ducky began. “I had just finished work, in the New York morgue, when I was attacked from behind. A young man, who I had previously done a preliminary examination on was not quite as dead as I had believed. I was struggling with him, when out of the blue a fist came blazing past my face and into that of my attacker. To my surprise, a young lady had thrown the punch. She was wearing a long, black leather jacket and holding a wooden stake. When the man attacked again, she protected me before fighting him and finally staking him. She was about to leave, when she noticed I had a neck wound. She helped me back into my workplace and patched me up, telling me how to be careful, when another man entered carrying a young boy... that would be you... in his arms. He advised that the girl was needed elsewhere and that he would take care of me. She nodded once and dashed off. The man carrying you advised me that I would be fine and to take care after dark. He explained all I needed to know, filling in what the girl had missed. I asked who she was, and was told she was the Slayer... a rare, extraordinary girl especially amongst Slayers as she had a child. When I asked to see her again, I was told that would be impossible. That I should forget I met her, because her safety relied on her being unknown. I never got to thank her for that night. Tony told me about what happened. I'm truly sorry, she was exceptional.”
“That she was,” Robin agreed. He hadn't been expecting a thank you when Tony had mentioned someone knowing his mother. But Dr Mallad's story had made him even prouder than he had been of his mother. Someone regarded her as a hero and was alive today because of her intervention.
“I hope you don't mind me meeting you like this?”
“Not at all Dr Mallard, working with the Watchers Council, you begin to see how little these remarkable girls are thanked. To have someone after all these years, not only remember her but also wish to thank her is a blessing,” Robin admitted.
“Those girls deserve a lot of gratitude,” Ducky agreed. “Which is why, whenever I know a Slayer is in town, I'll always do what I can to keep her safe. I won't break the law by tampering with evidence or anything, but if I know that there was a killing by a demon, that the law can't do anything about it. I'd much prefer the person with the best skills to be there.”
“So true,” Robin agreed. “But now we have that out of our way, I believe we should turn this conversation into something happier...”
“What did you have in mind?” Ducky asked with a curious glance.
“What embarrassing stories can you tell me about Tony?” Robin asked with an evil smirk.
“My dear boy, I believe I have a few I can tell you...” Ducky replied. “Did he ever tell you how his very first visit to my morgue at NCIS ended up with him being sick all over the poor victim?”
“No he had not,” Robin answered. “Do tell...”
“You see, it was a rather gruesome case...” Ducky began to describe the situation. He embellished where needed and kept Robin's attention the whole way through. After finishing that story, he told of Tony's dive in front of a wave to try to protect the evidence at a crime scene.
Before long, the two men were in hysterics, leaving Dawn to wonder exactly what was being discussed in the room.