Graham Miller, NCIS
Spoilers- general S3 for NCIS and none really for Buffy.
Disclaimer- The characters belong to those who created them, in other words- they aren’t mine.
Note- this will only have a few minis but I’m trying to have them all ready so they won’t be too far apart.
Jethro Gibbs silently studied the large man before him. He had to admit, superficially the man looked extremely competent, but then appearances could be deceiving- even a Marine haircut.
Gibbs casually sipped his coffee. “You want to join NCIS, Captain Miller.”
Captain Miller calmly met his gaze. “Yes, sir.”
“I want to serve my country, sir,” Miller said stiffly.
Gibbs raised an eyebrow. “So why leave the Marines?”
For the first time since he entered the conference room Captain Miller’s straight back and calm demeanor wavered. His blue eyes became icy and hard.
“My contract was up and I wanted to settle down somewhere.”
Gibbs raised an eyebrow. Captain Miller was lying to him. Interesting.
Gibbs flipped open the manila folder on the table in front of him. “You joined the Marines after high school. You received sniper training and were selected for a special assignment not long after. You have an interesting record. Miller, but there’s a lot of blank spaces.”
“That would be classified, sir.”
Gibbs studied him silently, his fingers idly tapping against his coffee cup.
Miller calmly stared back at Gibbs.
Gibbs thumbed through Miller’s record. “You have an impressive amount of commendations.”
“I’m good at my job, sir.”
Gibbs nodded. He was a marine. It was almost a given. “Have you seen a dead body before, Captain?”
The dark look entered Miller’s eyes again. “Yes, sir.”
“Do you have any special training that will help you with our cases?”
“I can track people through any type of terrain. I’ve had sniper training and training in highly advanced hand to hand combat. I have a Politics degree from UC Sunnydale… And I always win Clue.”
Gibbs smirked and closed the file. “Thank you, Captain Miller.”
Gibbs swept out of the conference room and strode into the Director’s office, barely pausing to glare as her personal assistant protested.
Jenny sighed and removed her glasses. “Yes, Jethro.”
Gibbs threw Captain Miller’s file onto her desk. “You should hire him before he gets a better offer.”
Jenny casually reached over and picked up a pile of paperwork. “I’m glad you approve, Jethro. You can hand his completed paperwork to my personal assistant on your way out.”
Gibbs glared at her and turned on his heel.
Gibbs looked over his shoulder. “Yeah?”
“I’m really glad you like him,” Jenny smiled. “Because he’s joining your team.”