Chapter 16: A New Beginning
Chapter 16: A New Beginning
Warning: I don’t know; maybe language and innuendo somewhere along the way.
Challenge: #4472 ‘Bunny is my what?’
A/N: Thanks to my betas for their help... zigpal, CindyB, and AshDawnSoulmates.
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When dinner was ready, the guys called Gibbs and Buffy up to eat. They sat down with a myriad of silent looks shooting around the table – everyone attempting to talk about what happened without actual words
. As expected, Buffy was the first to grow impatient with it.
“So you all know that Gibbs is my dad, right?” she broke the ice in that flippant way of hers.
Ducky’s eyes lit up now that the topic had been broached. “Yes. It’s quite fascinating to discover. You two have had a chance to talk about it?” he inquired kindly at the two people he cared about most – outside his mother and Rupert. He received nods in return as they drank in unison from their cups. Ducky smiled at the motion and saw young Oz’s upturned lips as well.
“May I ask how this will affect your working relationship?” Giles asked, wondering just how much they had talked down there. He was still reeling from the fear that he might be replaced in Buffy’s life by this man – her father.
Buffy set down her silverware and looked around the table. “Well, I had an idea about that. To get the most out of this learning experience, I was thinking maybe I should do a round robin kind of deal. You know, spend some time with Abby, then Ducky, maybe MTAC, even go out with different teams. I know Gibbs’ team is the best, but I’d probably still benefit from working with other group dynamics as well – see what works best. It could help us in forming our own teams,” she finished in a very logical and seemingly un-Buffy-like manner – except for those who truly
Looking down at his plate to hide his disappointment, Gibbs spoke as neutrally as he could, “You don’t think that it will look strange? Just suddenly changing the plans like that?”
She shrugged, “Not really. I mean, I haven’t been here that long. I don’t even have a daily routine yet. Hopefully, this way, when it comes out that you’re my dad, there won’t be any concern that I got my position on your team because of our relationship,” she added.
Gibbs let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. She accepted that their relationship would come out at some point, and she didn’t seem distressed by it. “Then it isn’t because you don’t want to work with me?” he checked, inwardly bracing himself for the worst. He couldn’t seem to help his ping-ponging emotions this evening.
Buffy must have recognized something in his voice, though. She smiled at him and replied easily, “Nah. I’m guessing that working together would be the easiest way to get to know you. Most of my friendships are tied to work somehow, so it’s not that unusual for me.”
Wanting to ease the tension that was growing, Ducky remarked offhandedly, “That reminds me, we didn’t get to see you spar with Ziva yesterday. Do you think that we could take care of that tomorrow? The poor girl is just about going out of her mind, wondering what the match would be like, seeing as how you took down Tony so easily.”
That caught Giles’ attention. He knew that Ziva was Director David’s daughter; a match between his Slayer and the Mossad agent should prove quite interesting to watch. “I would like to see you fight again. I haven’t had a chance to critique you against someone else for some time now, except our own matches. And it’s much different to watch from afar.”
Smirking at her Watcher, Buffy teased, “You mean it’s safer
that way.” That earned a chuckle from Ducky and an Oz expression that equaled amused. Gibbs just sat there, feeling left out of the joke – despite having firsthand knowledge of her fighting abilities.
Trying to look offended, Giles went on, “Regardless, I would like to see this before I head back to England.”
Buffy’s face fell at his announcement. “You’re going back so soon?”
“There’s a lot to do back at the Council. I really just came because the nature of my information made me believe that a personal visit was best,” he tried to say as matter-of-factly as possible, not wanting her to guess the real reason for his departure.
Buffy looked at him, pinning him with her gaze, and he fought to keep from fidgeting. Fortunately, she must have decided now wasn’t the time to deal with this and let it go. However, he wasn’t so foolish as to believe that it would be forgotten once they were alone.
Later at Buffy & Giles’ Hotel
As soon as they got to Giles’ room, Buffy pounced, “Is that really the reason or is there something going on that you can’t talk to me about in front of Gibbs?”
Giles looked down uncomfortably, unhappy to have to show his weakness. “I just thought you might need some time alone with your father without me getting in the way,” he said, incapable of hiding the concern in his voice.
Her eyes narrowed before she pulled him into a Slayer hug. “You would never
be in the way! Don’t you know by now that you are the most
important person in the world to me? Even if Gibbs becomes my ‘dad’ and we were really close, he will never take your place. You got it?” she demanded fiercely.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Giles returned the hug just as strongly as he could. “I’m sorry, Buffy. It was just a momentary jealous lapse. But I really do
need to get back to the Council.”
He pulled away to pour them a drink as she moved to the couch. Handing her a glass, he continued, “And even if you don’t see me as being in the way, I would guess that your father does. I have a feeling that he’d like to get to know you without competing with all your friends for your attention – especially
me. Now, since you don’t seem particularly emotional about having a new father, it may be best to be considerate of his feelings.”
Buffy nodded her agreement, then added, “As long as it doesn’t cause you to doubt how I feel about you
.” She was rewarded with a smile and a kiss on her temple. Then they leaned back and began discussing Council and everyday stuff until Buffy decided that she needed to get some rest before work the next morning.
When she first asked Amit Hadar about checking up on a new NCIS liaison, he was very enthusiastic about helping her out. That was until she mentioned the liaison’s name: Buffy Summers. The resulting silence on the other end of the line made Ziva wonder if something had happened to her old mentor/friend.
Ziva spoke sharply to get his attention, “Hadar, are you alright?”
“I am fine, Ziva. Listen to me very carefully. You are to cease investigating Buffy Summers at once!” he commanded forcefully, hoping she would heed his warning.
“I don’t understand. She is fitting in with the group so easily; I fear she may be a mole of some kind. It isn’t right how quickly they are accepting her,” she commented, trying to sound professional instead of jealous.
He barked back, “It does not matter, Ziva! If you cannot follow that instruction, your father will bring you back to the Mossad…immediately
.” His voice softened then, “It would serve you well – and the Mossad – if you were able to befriend Miss Summers. At the very least, observe her and learn from her.”
Ziva hung up a few minutes later, still fuming about Hadar’s warning. She pushed aside her furniture so that she could do some meditation exercises to calm down. After about 15 minutes, she was no calmer, but the phone rang, breaking her concentration. As much as she wanted to ignore it, something told her that she needed to answer.
Apparently that ‘something’ was her self-preservation, seeing as how it was her father, Eli David, Director of the Mossad. He basically just repeated Hadar’s words – only not as kindly. If she didn’t know better, it almost sounded as if her father was both impressed with and afraid of Buffy Summers.
Ziva bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming in frustration at the situation she found herself in. Maybe she could do something about it, if she could convince the little blonde to do that sparring match that had been postponed the day before. After all, Ziva had been able to beat her at firearms; there was no reason to think she couldn’t do the same in hand to hand. The fact that Buffy beat Tony wasn’t anything to be concerned about. Ziva could do the same with one hand tied behind her back.
A/N: It's a shorter chapter, but I need the transition to get to the next day. Also, this helped spur Musie back into action.
A/N2: Next…Mossad girl gets a smackdown.