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Summary: NCIS/HL (and now Dark Angel) cross: It’s the geeks you have to watch out for . . .

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PaBurkeFR1531,29411110,96412 Feb 0626 May 06Yes

Moonlighting

Moonlighting
By PaBurke

Summary: It’s the geeks you have to watch out for . . .

Distribution: TtH

Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, no infringement intended. Just play and more play.

Spoilers: HL and NCIS.

Rating: for language

AN: I just couldn’t get the idea out of my head.


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The phone was ringing when McGee stumbled into his apartment after a particularly troubling case. He thought about ignoring the strident tones, but his sense of duty overrode his exhaustion.

“Hello?”

“Timothy. Why the hell haven’t you sent in your report?”

“Joe,” McGee groaned.

“Yes, it’s Joe. Your boss who hasn’t heard from a certain Watcher for three weeks.”

“We’ve been busy.”

“I’m sure. I’d really like to read all about it.”

McGee winced at the none-too-subtle hint. “If we could go back to me sending you his and my NCIS reports, you’ll have all you need.”

“Timothy.”

McGee winced. Sometimes Joe could make him feel like when Gibbs glared his way and Joe did it from across a nation. “How’s MacLeod and Amanda?”

“Skating out of trouble by the skin of their teeth . . . again,” Joe muttered petulantly. “And your subject?”

“Skating into trouble as always.”

Joe chuckled. “He’s young.”

McGee snorted. He couldn’t help it. Only a sixty-something Watcher would call an Immortal of two hundred ‘young.’

“Does he suspect you?”

“He doesn’t even realize that Watchers exist. So, no. I’m just the socially incompetent probation agent.”

“Good job, Timothy.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Joe chuckled. “You’ve been hanging with the military for too long.”

“Yeah well, it doesn’t look like he’s going to give up this life anytime soon.”

There was a fumble on the end of the line. “He certainly had his chance.”

“Yes, sir. Joe, have the Watchers managed to figure out how he delayed his healing?”

“Not yet.”

“Have you asked your Imm . . . MacLeod how it could have happened?”

“No. I really don’t want to spark the Highlander’s curiosity.”

“Understood.”

“So send on the reports tomorrow and I want some on his personal life in there too.”

McGee sighed. “Yes, sir.”

“Timothy, you are doing very well. Your parents are proud of you. And you’re paving the way for the newer generations of Watchers.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“So I’ll have the reports in my e-mail tomorrow, right?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.” And Joe hung up.

McGee cursed quietly. So much for a good night sleep. He prided himself on having very complete reports and he just had notes of his subject’s personal life.

Why did Tony have to sleep with all those women?

Keeping track of them gave McGee a headache.


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