Papa Bear

Prompt/Prompter: I ran out of people wanting to prompt me, so this comes from the numerous people requesting more of ‘That’s My Girl.’

Warnings: Refers to character death, etc; things that happened on Buffy.

Disclaimer: Don’t own or claim rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer or NCIS

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Gibbs fitted his holster onto his belt even as he cradled the phone against his shoulder. “I’ll kill him.”

“Gibbs,” Buffy growled warningly. “Besides, Xander’s already offered.”

“Xander is a kid, and wouldn’t know one end of a gun from the other,” Gibbs growled back.

“That kid has had my back for three years running, now,” Buffy shot back. “And maybe he isn’t Mr Scary Sniper Man, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t make Parker pay if he really needed to.”

“He hurt you,” Gibbs offered softly.

“Yeah, he did,” Buffy admitted. “But, like Will said, he’s just a big poopy-head. But I’ve got Willow, and Xander, and Giles,” she assured him, “and I’ve got you.”

“I could still deal with it,” Gibbs muttered. “Five hundred yards out, he’d drop like a fly, and no one would be the wiser.”

“I’d know,” Buffy reasoned. “And, odds are someone here would grow a brain, and put it through one of those database thingies, and then everyone would know.”

Gibbs snorted. She was right: people were stupid, right up until you needed them to be. “Just … do me a favour, okay? Find a nice boy, okay?”

Buffy smirked. “Okay, Gibbs.”