I probably don’t own anything you recognise, I probably do own everything you don’t recognise and I’m not making any money from this.
The series “NCIS” belongs to people who aren’t me. ‘Buffy: the Vampire Slayer’ is owned by Twentieth Century Fox, Joss Whedon and others. Once again, none of those people are me.Crossover:
NCIS/Buffy: the Vampire Slayer.Characters:
Willow, Gibbs, Xander, Tony.Rating:
Some things weren’t meant to be forgotten. The Coffee Clash of 2005 between Gibbs and Willow was one of those.Story: Coffee Clash
January 20th, 2005 would be forever known as the Coffee Clash to all the people connected to the Slayers and Watchers’ Council and NCIS. The big battle between Leroy Jethro Gibbs, former Marine Gunnery Sniper and Scout Sniper and current NCIS Supervisory Special Agent, and one Willow Rosenberg, former SWC-NCIS liaison and current house mother for travelling slay teams, would never be forgotten. Not if Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo and Watcher Alexander Harris had any say, at least. And that’s why, on January 20th, 2006, all the employees of both SWC and NCIS got a mail with an attached video on their e-mail address from work.
---Washington, D.C., January 20th, 2006, 8 am
No one would ever accuse Gibbs of being slow on the uptake, so when the snickering started around 8 am in the cubicles surrounding his desk, he simply knew that somehow he was involved in the reason why they were all laughing. The people walking around, throwing not-so-subtle looks in his direction, were another clue that he had something to do with it.
Gibbs’s eyes flashed dangerously intent on showing those people who were laughing why every director they had ever had knew not to mess with him. Their amusement at the undoubtedly embarrassing thing spread around the office would be stopped one way or another, if he had any say in it.
Having taken a sip of his coffee, Gibbs typed in his password to check his e-mail for the first time that day. He may not know much about computers, but he knew that e-mail was the fastest way to contact a lot of people at the same time. He wasn’t sure, if the instigator would have added his e-mail address to the mass e-mail, but it was first step in finding out what was going on and who had a hand in it. No matter what, Gibbs intended to find out just what had spread through the office that made people forget that incurring his wrath was never a good thing for those involved.
An e-mail with attachment by an unknown sender made Gibbs narrow his eyes in speculation as he clicked on it and waited for it to download. The penny dropped when he saw the start of the video. Only one word came to mind and so he roared, “DiNozzo!”
---San Francisco, January 20th, 2006, 11 am
Their workday always started later than any other organisation they knew due to the fact that the hardest part of their day usually fell somewhere between ten pm and six am. For some reason most demons preferred the night to implement their worst plans.
Sitting at her desk, Willow nearly snorted out her coffee through her nose at the thought of what Buffy always said whenever she had to fight another demon hell-bent on destroying the world as they knew it—for glory, power or whatever the reason of the night was—around midnight. The words “lame” and “copycat” always made it into her explanation.
Making a mental note to call Buffy up soon for a chat, Willow typed in her password and checked her e-mail. An e-mail by an unknown sender—one with attachment—made Willow frown as she was sure that the protections against SPAM—and worse—on every Council computer were working properly. Guessing that a Council member had, for some reason, made a new e-mail account which hadn’t been added to her contact list yet, she opened the e-mail and started downloading the video, wondering if the video had something to do with the latest demon trying to bring about the apocalypse.
Her eyes widened when she saw the first scene before narrowing, a painful future for the sender present in her eyes. Casting a charm on her throat so her voice would echo throughout the entire house, she yelled, “Xander!”
---Bora Bora, January 20th, 2006
“Think they watched the video yet?” Tony asked Xander.
Checking his watch, Xander smirked. “Why, seeing the time now, I do believe they have.”
Smirking back, Tony leaned back against his beach chair, squinting his eyes in thought behind his sunglasses. “I wonder when they’ll find out that we’re on holiday for the next few weeks.”
“I wonder when they’ll find out that no one knows where we are,” Xander offered.
Glancing at each other, they burst out into laughter.
Life was good.End of “Coffee Clash”.A/N:
This is the result of another challenge concocted by me and lothlorien
for one of our weird celebrations. The point is to put five different Buffy characters in five different fandoms and write something short centred around the word “coffee”.
Second prompt: Willow, NCIS.
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