http://meekosan.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] meekosan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] cottontails2011-06-30 05:49 pm

Fic: Oops...

Title: Oops...
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, NCIS
Pairing: John Sheppard/Ziva David
Word Count: 400
Disclaimer: I no own. If I did, then Atlantis would see be filming and the Ziva/Ray & Tony/EJ atrocity would never have happened
Summary: Written for [livejournal.com profile] tvrealm challenge, Episode 1x10: Stranger in a Strange Land; In a mimunim of 150 words (no maximum), write one character into a TV fandom that is not their own. For example, Christina Yang from Grey's Anatomy ending up on the Galactica. This is a crossover challenge, so there must be 2 TV fandoms that are not related to each other.

This was – odd. After learning about stargates, wormhole travel, snakes that live in the heads of people, space dwelling vampires, and murderous psycho alien robots...but to see this...it would fall into the category of odd. Actually no. This is freaking insanity.

“I need to have my head examined the moment we get home,” John muttered as he and his team continued to stare at their reflections in the mirror of the small room they sat.

“I would say so. Considering that you spontaneously just started making out with that hot agent that was trying to arrest Ronon,” McKay said.

While Sheppard shot a glare at his friend, Teyla sighed but passed over a sly smile. “After you General Landry reads these people into the program, perhaps she may be interested in returning home with us.”

Now it was her turn to receive Sheppard's glare. Two of his three best friends, on either side of him, taunting the man. Because he couldn't hold himself back and kissed someone. “Shut up.”

On the other side of the mirror, the NCIS team continued to watch these people who claimed to work for the Air Force. While their stories were being verified, they could not help but wonder how these people could be teamed together. So drastically different, but seemingly worked so well. Gibbs took a long sip of his coffee before leaving the observation room to let out their visitors.

Opening the door, he looked them over one by one before smiling. “You're free to go,” he said.

“Thank god! I need to get some food. Is there any decent food around here? Maybe some Chinese? I haven't had any decent Chinese in ages,” Rodney rambled as he quickly made his escape followed by Teyla.

As John stood and made his way to the door, Gibbs didn't move but to hold out his hand, a card between his fingers. “She is a good agent. I don't want to lose her but if she chooses to work for whatever program your people are involved in, I won't stop her,” he said before walking away.

Looking down at the business card, he couldn't help but let out a small laugh. It was of Special Agent Ziva David, and when he turned it over, her cell phone number was scrawled across the back in clearly a man's hand writing.