Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or trademarks of Criminal Mind, NCIS or Sentinel.

Author's Note: This was written for the Rough Trade July Challenge - Three sentinel crossovers in unconnected fandoms. This has been posted at Ao3 and is being edited and posted here. A chapter a day for a week is the hope :D

Leon Vance did not understand what was going on. It was not because he was a stupid man. He was far from it. Still, his frustration was mounting with every passing second.

So far, the Secretary of the Navy had berated him for thirty minutes. The phone call did not seem to be ending anytime soon either. He was the boss of an entire Agency but he still had a boss himself. There was nothing worse than getting reamed out by an ex-marine. They had a way with words that few people could match.

Vance wondered what the hell he'd done to deserve such an ass-ripping. He heard a breath and managed to interject, "I don't understand Sir." He hated having to admit it but there was no way around it in the current situation.

"I GAVE YOU A JOB TO DO!" So loud Vance held the phone away from his ear as a way to protect his hearing. It didn't help much.

"I know sir, to find the mole," Vance replied but even he couldn't get results in a day on such a case.

Vance was putting Gibbs on to the job of finding the mole. Vance had a mandate and that was to bring the NCIS into the twenty-first century. He couldn't argue with the success of the MRCT but there were several issues. Gibbs and DiNozzo were not the moulds of Agents he envisioned for the future of the Agency. Gibbs was good at his job and he couldn't deny it; by the man's own words - he was a relic of the past. The brief he had was a perfect excuse to affect the changes he wanted.

His boss didn't seem to agree with him which was distressing. The yelling was back,

"YES EXACTLY! SO WHY DID YOU GET RID OF THE INVESTIGATOR?"

He couldn't mean Dinozzo, could he? All reports suggested the man was a clown and dragged his whole team down. He didn't bother to hide his disdain.

"Sir, forgive me but do you mean Dinozzo?"

The Secretary snorted starting to see the problem. Oh well, the man had no problem dissuading his new director of believing everything you read. Davenport was glad he kept his voice calm and even as he explained. "I mean the Class Six Sentinel who has just accepted the FBI's generous offer. I mean it was better than being stuck on a motherfucking-ship for six months."

Vance paled, as that was not in the files. There was no mention of DiNozzo being a Sentinel or even an adept. His voice may have been a tad faint as he repeated, "Sentinel?"

"Yes, the cluster-frak with Jenny led to his senses coming online. It was such a traumatic event he came online in a spectacular fashion. Sandburg and Ellison want to adopt him or some such shit."

Yeah, the Secretary was still not happy about it. Vance was already in the doghouse. He wondered if there was a record or something. It had to be hours since he took up the post.

The Secretary informed him with some humour in his voice.

"He is sorry not to be able to tell you to stick it to your face. AD Fornell was more than happy to pass on the message, however."

Vance growled, "How the hell did Fornell know?"

Davenport sighed down the phone, disappointment evident. Vance knew he was not endearing himself to his boss but if he was going to fix the mess. He needed to know everything he could about the situation. It was just the way he operated. It had worked well up until this point.

The Secretary growled, "I'm beginning to question why I ever put you in charge."

Leon was smart enough not to answer, Politics . He wasn't completely stupid, even if this entire conversation had him on the back-foot. "Sir, are you telling me that Agent DiNozzo has resigned?"

"YES! He had no inclination in spending six months as an agent afloat. I might add which as Level Six sentinel would be tantamount to torture. Sandburg and Ellison would have pitched a fit."

This was fresh news to Vance. He hadn't known about DiNozzo's emergence. He'd been gambling on the famed loyalty to his leader to bring him back if he saw the need. It was stupid and now the NCIS had lost a powerful Sentinel as a result.

The Secretary had lost all patience with him. "Vance I am ordering you to get our Sentinel back. I want him where he belongs in the Agency Gibbs managed to tempt him to. We beat back too many offers each year for you to let him get snatched by the Feebs."

The phone call ended leaving no room for a discussion. Fornell had known something, something he could exploit. There was only one person who would have a chance of finding that out - Gibbs.

There was no way for this day to improve. First, the tongue-lashing from his boss. He now had to tell Gibbs his favourite Agent had resigned, oh, and Fornell had managed to steal DiNozzo. Perhaps, he could lead with this fact and distract Gibbs's anger in another direction.

Nah, he didn't have that much luck.

Fornell had been at the scene of DiNozzo's first meeting with his Guide. Well, on the upside, the blood would probably come out of the walls and the FBI still had their BAU Leader. It was a good day in his book.