Joint Operations

NCIS: LA/NCIS Crossover

This is a re-post of Chapter 1 after many revisions and much help from my wonderful beta BARD15. She helped me clarify where I wanted to go with this story as it is my first action/adventure story. She is an amazing writer. If you haven't read her story 'Surf's Up' then shame on you. You really should read it.

So for those that reviewed, favorited and followed the original version of this story, I hope you find this re-do better than the first version. I know I do.

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NCIS HQ

Washington, D.C.

Tuesday, 4pm

Gibbs opened the door to Director Vance's office without knocking. "You wanted to see me, Leon?" he asked as he closed the door and came entirely into the room.

Director Vance hated it when Gibbs just walked in but at least this time he was expecting him so he let it slide this time. "Gibbs, yes. You and your team are going to LA; joint undercover op with OSP." He handed over a file folder. He was silent while Gibbs quickly sifted through the information.

Inside the folder was the background of 4 people; 2 men and 2 women. The men were Navy; one was an XO and the other a Chief Petty Officer, both serving on a submarine. The women were civilian arms dealers; a team.

"How long of an op?"

"Unknown but shouldn't be too long, hopefully not longer than a week." Gibbs glanced at him then continued reading. "Wheels up at 0700 tomorrow morning. Get your team together." Leon said in a way that was clearly a dismissal. When Gibbs didn't move, Leon looked up at him. "What?"

"Why us? There are plenty of other teams." Gibbs asked as he closed the folder.

Leon looked up at him, "Your team is the only one with an ex-Mossed officer. This operation may tie into Hamas, Hezbollah or other terrorist groups. Do you know Henrietta Lange?" Leon asked.

Gibbs weighed his answer before saying, "I know the name and that there are lots of whispered rumors. I've never met her though."

Leon smirked with a slight chuckle, "Most of the rumors are true…maybe. She is not someone to underestimate. She requested your team." Leon was secretly sorry he wouldn't be there is too see how Gibbs dealt with the formidable Hetty Lange and how she would deal with the autocratic Gibbs.

Gibbs could tell Director Vance was thinking something but he wasn't sure he wanted to know what it was. "Any other information you want to give me now, Leon? There's not much about the operation in here." Gibbs said raising the folder slightly indicating it.

Leon took half a breath, "No. This is an OSP operation." Leon stated. "Get your team ready."

Gibbs didn't like that he was being sent to play second chair even if it was to the fabled Henrietta Lange. It didn't work well the last time Leon did it. The cost of the 'Port to Port' killer case was still a sore spot for him. He glared at Leon to let him know his displeasure with the assignment. Leon met Gibbs' glare with a glare of his own. After several heartbeats Gibbs realized the futility of the glaring and left the room closing the door a little louder than was absolutely necessary. He headed down to the bullpen, "Grab your gear."

Before he could continue Tony piped up, "What do we got boss?"

"We're going to LA. Wheels up at 0700 tomorrow. Joint extended undercover op with OSP. You'll get more details when we arrive in LA." With that he grabbed his own gear and headed down to Forensics. The rest of the team exchanged questioning looks, grabbed their gear and headed out of the building.

"Abby!" Gibbs shouted as he walked through the forensics door with a large Caf-Pow! in hand.

"Gibbs! What brings you to the land of Abby? Or as I like to call it, LABBY?"

"Team's headed out for an extended op in LA. I don't know how long we'll be gone maybe a week, maybe longer. Could you check on my place every once in a while; make sure it doesn't burn down? You have your key right?" He handed her the Caf-Pow! as soon as he saw her.

"I do, I will and be safe. Bring everybody back home Gibbs. Last time any of you went to LA, someone didn't come home and another time I was kidnapped & drugged. Make sure everybody comes home, OK?"

"Will do" he answered her before kissing her cheek and heading out the door not happy with the reminder of losing Jenny and how close he came to losing Abby.

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NCIS O.S.P.

Los Angeles, CA

9am, Wednesday

The team was assembled in ops waiting for their diminutive leader to join them. Deeks was standing across from Kensi sending her looks designed to annoy her, most of which she did her best to ignore, Sam and Callen stood patiently as Nell and Eric typed away on their computers.

The quiet whoosh of the doors had everybody turning to see Hetty walk through the doors. Hetty was followed in by Teams Gibbs. Callen's, Sam's, Kensi's and Eric's faces all smiled at the familiar tall silver-hair man that came in first. Next to come into the room was a middle-aged man followed by an exotic woman with almond shaped eyes and thick dark curly hair. Both stopped suddenly when they noticed the room full of computer equipment.

"WOW! McGeek was right; this is his kind of place. It's kind of creepy really." The comment got the attention of everyone in the room and glares from Eric and Nell.

"Tony." The amazing looking woman behind him said. Her tone had Tony looking around at the people around him, noticing the glares from the blonde man and the small red-head sitting in front of the bank of computers and screens. He smiled a small crooked smile at the two and gave a small wave.

"I think introductions are in order." Hetty said taking the attention away from Tony. "Most of you know Special Agent Gibbs; this is Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo and former Mossed Liaison Office now NCIS Agent Ziva David. This is my team: G. Callen, Sam Hanna, Kensi Blye, former LAPD Liaison Officer now NCIS Agent Marty Deeks, and our technology expert and Intelligence Analyst Eric Beale and Nell Jones respectively." Hetty had pointed to each person that was introduced. Five minutes later all the hands had been shaken and all the greetings exchanged. "Where is Special Agent McGee?"

"Back in D.C. with a broken leg" Gibbs stated coolly. "Shall we get down to business?"

"Of course; Ms. Jones?"

Four pictures came up on the screens, "These are Executive Officer Thomas Johnston and Chief Petty Officer David Barley. Both are Sub-Mariners that are stationed on the USS Sea Dragon which will dock in LA in two days.

"These two," she points to the women, "are Camille Martins and Jennifer Evans. They're a team of arms dealers that have been working together since they met in foster care. They're called 'Tiger's Eye' They came up through the street ranks dealing drugs, petty theft & grand theft auto before graduating to small time arms dealing; working up to the bigger items such as selling RPGs & automatic weapons to Mexican Cartels. This will be their biggest deal to date."

Eric stepped in, "Johnston and Barley have been identified as arms supplier 'Marco Polo'. Just one name, you get two for the price of one. They have been communicating with a group in Columbia arranging for the sale of 12 SAMs. Tiger's Eye was contracted by the Columbians to be the transportation for the SAMs since they have been getting weapons across the borders for a while now. But, sadly now they don't have any arms dealers to transport the weapons. Both members of Tiger's Eye were picked up 3 days ago crossing the Mexican/American border. The information about their arrest hasn't been released yet."

Hetty picked it up from there, "This is where all of you come in; Ms. Blye and Ms. David will go under cover as Jennifer Evans & Camille Martins respectively. Mr. Deeks this is going to be a tougher one for you. Your alias, Max Gentry has been contacted to facilitate the exchange of weapons between Marco Polo and Tiger's Eye." She stopped and watched as Deeks processed this information before going on. She knew that Max Gentry was not someone Deeks ever wanted to be again. "I know that the last time Max Gentry was in town, he was nearly killed by a former acquaintance, but you will have a body guard this time," she pointed to Mr. Hanna. "Mr. DiNozzo and Mr. Callen will be running surveillance and be back up."

Deeks couldn't just let it go, "So Sam is responsible for keeping me safe? And we get to spend a lot of time together?" He smiled as he thought of all the torture he could inflict on Sam all under the auspices of his cover.

Sam recognized the look and smile on Deeks' face. "Deeks don't get carried away. Don't forget, the op will end and I'm still responsible for your fight training." Sam reminded him with a glare that turned into a smirk when he saw Deeks' face fall.

DiNozzo started to laugh at him as the rest hid their smiles. Deeks stepped closer to Tony and glared at him, "You survive his fight training and then you get to laugh."

"Oh, I have one Ms. Ziva David ex-Mossed, so I think I could survive Sam." Tony stepped closer to Deeks not realizing he accidently insulted Sam. Sam's raised an eyebrow at Tony before turning his attention to the lady in question. "I mean that as a Mossed officer, she is one of the deadliest people here. And I've survived sparring with her, so…" He was cut off by Deeks.

"Sam was Navy SEAL and I've seen Kensi take him down and I spar with her all the time. I bet she could take Ziva in a second." Deeks came back at him.

"No way. Ziva could so take anybody." Tony replied as his anger started to get the better of him. After all, he was defending his partner and EVERYBODY knows Ziva is the most deadly.

Ziva and Kensi looked at each other over, appraising each other as fighters. Catching each other's eyes they both smirked and rolled their eyes, knowing the two men were playing a game of 'my horse is bigger than your horse' using the two ladies but recognizing that each man wouldn't be playing this game if the women in question were equally deadly.

Before the conversation could deteriorate any further, Gibbs came up to stand between Deeks and DiNozzo and before either man could move, he head slapped both men. Deeks was shocked that someone other than Kensi head slapped him; Tony said "Sorry boss, back to work" before he glared one more time at Deeks and turned back to the briefing. Deeks glared back at Tony and moved to stand closer to Kensi silently showing his support of her. All the others in the room where still hiding their smiles.