A/N: So after many many days of writers block I think I've broken through. I want to thank you all for helping me get through this. Your awesome comments were the reason that I kept trying to work through it all. So I've written this chapter and it isn't as long as I would have liked it to be, but it's a start in the right direction to getting back to this story. I'm hoping that I'll be able to start writing my next chapter by tomorrow and that it will be a bit longer. Thanks for all of your patience. I thank you for sticking with the story even though I haven't been the most reliable writer out there. Well enough of my rambling, Enjoy!Chapter Six
Buffy Summers muttered incoherent obscenities into her pillow as she reached blindly for her blaring cell phone that had rudely interrupted her sleep. She felt as if she had only just closed her eyes when the phone went off. Buffy did not even bother to open her eyes to see who she was going to have to murder for disturbing her sleep. She just flipped open the phone and brought it to her ear.
“Summers,” Buffy snapped into the phone.
“Hey Buffy,” she heard the familiar voice of Tony, “It’s…”
“I know Tony,” Buffy said effectively cutting him off, “Why are you calling me at…. What time is it?”
“It’s twenty minutes after three,” Tony replied and quickly continued before Buffy bit his head off, “Another body was found.”
Buffy groaned. She had been right. She had only just fallen asleep a half an hour ago. Buffy was extremely grateful that there were many perks with being a slayer. She was most appreciative for the fact that she really didn’t require much sleep to function. Buffy just enjoyed sleeping.
“Where are we going?” Buffy asked.
Buffy slid out of the warm comforting bed. She shivered for a moment when her feet hit the cold wood floor beneath her feet. She mentally reminded herself to get carpeting for her bedroom. Buffy quickly jotted down the address that Tony had given her on the notepad by her bed. Buffy said a quick goodbye after she received all the information she needed. She quickly got dressed and was out the door in a matter of minutes. She knew how Gibbs was and she knew that the faster she got to the scene the better it would be.
Buffy arrived at the address Tony had given her not more than ten minutes later. She quickly realized that she was the second on the scene. First, being that of her boss Special Agent Jethro Gibbs. It was something that Buffy had expected. Buffy quickly grabbed her back pack, which contained her gear, and headed over to Gibbs. The crime scene was a parking lot behind a convenience store.
“Where’s your gun?” Gibbs asked without even looking up from the body of the victim.
Buffy was surprised that he noticed. Buffy had never liked guns and even though she had passed the fire exam with flying colors she still only wore the weapon when she absolutely had too. Buffy was surprised that he had been able to notice something like that without even looking at her.
“It’s in the car in a locked box,” Buffy replied.
Gibbs nodded, as if he already knew the answer. He didn’t ask her the reason. It was as if Gibbs had already known the reason why the cold metal wasn’t strapped to her waist. Buffy stood next to Gibbs in complete silence for what seemed like an eternity. Yet it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. In reality they had only stood in silence for about five minutes when McGee and Tony pulled in behind Buffy’s car. Buffy heard Tony’s voice before she had even spotted him.
“DiNozzo document the scene, McGee bag and tag, and Summers perimeter,” Gibbs barked out.
To this day Buffy never understood how Gibbs seemed to know everything that was going on even before it happened. Buffy had only been able to hear Tony and McGee’s approach because of her enhanced slayer hearing. She briefly wondered if Gibbs had enhanced powers like she did.
“On it boss,” she heard Tony and McGee say together from somewhere behind her.
Buffy turned to say something to Gibbs but upon seeing him eying her she thought better of it. So she instead turned to her task of setting a perimeter. It wasn’t a glamorous job, but she was still a probie, as they called it, and she knew with experience she would get other tasks. She had learned early on that to be a probie meant to do the grunt work.
Not much longer Ducky arrived on the crime scene with his trusty assistant Palmer. Buffy half listened to them talk as she went about her work on the crime scene.
“The victim seemed to have been killed in the same manner as Martin Shay,” Ducky said after a moment of examining the remains, “I’ll have more for you when I get him back to autopsy.”
Buffy glanced at the body quickly from where she stood. She immediately noticed the two puncture marks on the victim’s neck. It was the very same puncture marks that had appeared on their first victim. Buffy still didn’t sense anything supernatural about any of it.
“This case doesn’t feel right,” Tony said as he came up beside Buffy.
“Bad take out Tony?” McGee asked, teasing the other agent.
“No McGeek,” Tony said glaring at McGee for a moment, “The case just seems weird. What do you think Buffy?”
Buffy was momentarily stunned by the question. She hadn’t been expecting them to ask her opinion about anything.
“Yeah,” Buffy agreed, “I mean I’m new to the investigating murders thing, but something seems off about this one.”
Of course Buffy wasn’t going to let them in on the fact that she was basing this conclusion on the fact that the first body had been found on a Tuesday. They wouldn’t understand how everything bad seemed to happen on a Tuesday. They wouldn’t understand that Tuesday’s were just a horrible sign in the slayer world.
“See McGee even the probie agrees,” Tony explained.
Tony was about to launch into some kind of speech when Gibbs shot them all a look from across the parking lot. The three agents quickly dispersed and went about finishing their respective jobs.
"The victim was killed in the same manner as Martin Shay," Buffy heard Ducky say when she joined them.
The thudding sound of boots against the ground caused Buffy to glance up from her computer where she was running a search on their second victim, Lance Corporal Marcus Shaun. As soon as she looked up she spotted the Gothic Forensic Scientist dashing into the bull pen, a smile spread across her features. Abby made a beeline for McGee’s desk where he had been pulling up the Lance Corporals financial history.
“Abby?” McGee questioned, surprised to see her standing in front of his desk, “I would have come down if you had found something.”
“You were taking too long,” Abby exclaimed, “And Gibbs didn’t appear in my lap when I found something. It was too strange.”
“Oh Gibbs is up talking to Vance about something.”
Buffy watched as the two shared a unspoken glance between each other. She quickly glanced back at her computer as she didn’t want to intrude in anything. She was still the probie, as they called her, and she didn’t want to overstep her boundaries. Buffy figured if they wanted her to know the meaning behind the secret glances than they would have told her.
“So what did you find Abs?” McGee asked.
Abby held up a vial that contained a small pointed tooth. Her grin seemed to brighten as McGee stared at the vial, confusion evident on his face.
“This pointed tooth is going to help us solve the case,” Abby grinned.