FIC: Welcome to NCIS - BtVS/NCIS - PG
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lyl_devilTitle: Welcome to NCIS (Willow/NCIS)
Series: Connections #37
Author: Lyl (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lyl_devil)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Beta:strangevisitor7
Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt – 036: Past
Words: 430
Summary: Xander wondered if his nervousness was authority related, or meeting-Willow's-family related.
~!~
Xander stepped away from the departing cab with not a small amount of trepidation. Looking up at the ordinary structure that was the NCIS headquarters, Xander wondered if his nervousness was authority related, or meeting-Willow's-family related.
Hefting his solitary duffle bag over one shoulder, Xander told himself to man-up and go meet his best friend. Said best friend had been forbidden to come meet him at the airport. With a sniper possibly out there trying to kill her, Xander was not the least bit surprised.
Stepping inside the main doors, Xander looked at the guard station and metal detectors with wary eyes, silently glad that he hadn’t brought anything even mildly threatening with him. These guys were probably more serious about security than the TSA goons at the airport.
Xander wondered exactly how he was going to get in touch with Willow, as it was only a matter of time before the security guards started to eyeball him openly.
He didn’t have to wonder long, when he was hit by a red headed octopus squeaking his name.
“Hey, Wills,” he said as he dropped his duffle to wrap his arms around her. He’d really missed her this summer.
“Xander. You didn’t have to come,” she told him, her face pressed into his shoulder.
“Yes, I did,” he murmured into her hair. “How are you doing?”
“I’m good.” Even muffled by his shirt, Xander could hear the lie.
“Liar.”
A polite cough off to the side pulled Xander’s attention away from Willow, and he finally took notice of the young-ish man waiting a short distance away. Despite the somewhat casual dress, the gun and badge proclaimed his status as an NCIS agent.
“This your bodyguard, Willow?” asked Xander.
“This is Agent Ray Balboa. Ray, this is Xander,” she introduced, moving her head just enough to be heard clearly. Her arms were still wrapped around him, but Xander wasn’t complaining.
“We should probably move this out of the NCIS lobby,” Xander suggested, nudging her with his body.
“Right. Yes,” agreed Willow, pulling back and to the side. Xander felt the death grip she had on his shirt at the back, refusing to let go even for a moment, and his heart began to ache. Willow had been like this those first few days after Jessie had died.
“Come on, Wills,” he announced, injecting as much lightness into his voice as he could. “Time you introduced me to all your new friends.”
Xander smiled as he managed to coax a small smile from her.
It was small, but it was a start.
END
Series: Connections #37
Author: Lyl (
lyl_devil)Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Beta:
strangevisitor7Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt – 036: Past
Words: 430
Summary: Xander wondered if his nervousness was authority related, or meeting-Willow's-family related.
~!~
Xander stepped away from the departing cab with not a small amount of trepidation. Looking up at the ordinary structure that was the NCIS headquarters, Xander wondered if his nervousness was authority related, or meeting-Willow's-family related.
Hefting his solitary duffle bag over one shoulder, Xander told himself to man-up and go meet his best friend. Said best friend had been forbidden to come meet him at the airport. With a sniper possibly out there trying to kill her, Xander was not the least bit surprised.
Stepping inside the main doors, Xander looked at the guard station and metal detectors with wary eyes, silently glad that he hadn’t brought anything even mildly threatening with him. These guys were probably more serious about security than the TSA goons at the airport.
Xander wondered exactly how he was going to get in touch with Willow, as it was only a matter of time before the security guards started to eyeball him openly.
He didn’t have to wonder long, when he was hit by a red headed octopus squeaking his name.
“Hey, Wills,” he said as he dropped his duffle to wrap his arms around her. He’d really missed her this summer.
“Xander. You didn’t have to come,” she told him, her face pressed into his shoulder.
“Yes, I did,” he murmured into her hair. “How are you doing?”
“I’m good.” Even muffled by his shirt, Xander could hear the lie.
“Liar.”
A polite cough off to the side pulled Xander’s attention away from Willow, and he finally took notice of the young-ish man waiting a short distance away. Despite the somewhat casual dress, the gun and badge proclaimed his status as an NCIS agent.
“This your bodyguard, Willow?” asked Xander.
“This is Agent Ray Balboa. Ray, this is Xander,” she introduced, moving her head just enough to be heard clearly. Her arms were still wrapped around him, but Xander wasn’t complaining.
“We should probably move this out of the NCIS lobby,” Xander suggested, nudging her with his body.
“Right. Yes,” agreed Willow, pulling back and to the side. Xander felt the death grip she had on his shirt at the back, refusing to let go even for a moment, and his heart began to ache. Willow had been like this those first few days after Jessie had died.
“Come on, Wills,” he announced, injecting as much lightness into his voice as he could. “Time you introduced me to all your new friends.”
Xander smiled as he managed to coax a small smile from her.
It was small, but it was a start.
END