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A/N: Here's an exciting story for you. If any of you guys are not familiar with any of the characters of NCIS or Criminal Minds, feel free to e-mail me and I will gladly explain them to you. This is a crossover and I have categorized it under Navy NCIS, but it will contain Criminal Minds characters also. Review, please! I love hearing your comments!!! McGee centric.


"All right Soph. I'm going to work." Special Agent Timothy McGee was putting his standard NCIS service weapon in its holster.

"Okay, Dad," Sophie McGee called back. She was 15 years old with brown hair and eyes like her father. It was a staff development day at her high school and she got the day off. McGee wasn't so lucky. His boss, Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, didn't normally give days off. McGee was almost sure if he asked him he would've said yes, but no one at work was to know about Sophie and she knew that. He didn't want to bring his work home, even his co-workers.

He walked over to the couch where she was sitting, kissed her on the top of the head, and said, "I love you. See you later."

"Love ya too, Dad," she responded as he walked out the door.


Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, or Tony as the members of his team called him, was sitting at his desk playing a video game on his computer.

"You know, you really should not be doing that, Tony," Mossad Officer Ziva David said. "Gibbs is bound to come up sooner or later. He has a nick of doing that."

"Its knack Ziva. 'He has a knack of doing that'. 'Nick' is used in the expression 'the nick of time'," Tony corrected.

"Same difference," she shrugged returning to her own work.

"Also, what I happen to be doing is none of you're business," he added over the click of his keyboard.

"She's right Tony. Gibbs is gonna come up behind you like he always does. I would've thought you learned your lesson by now," McGee said as he walked briskly in the NCIS squad room.

"McGoo. Nice of you to join us," Tony taunted. "You are late. Gibbs is not going to be happy," he said in a sing-song voice, turning back to his game. "What do you think-" but he was interrupted by a smack to the back of his head. Their boss had joined them.

"Stop playing that game DiNozzo," he ordered sitting down at his desk. "Its paper work catch-up day," he announced and Tony groaned. "And McGee."

"Yes boss?"

"Everyone's aloud to be late once. Understand?"

"Yes, boss."

"What are you waiting for? Get to work!" he snapped taking a large sip of his signature coffee.


Sophie was sitting at home watching TV alone. Her Dad had to go to work. From what she heard about Gibbs, he would have given him the day off, but he didn't want his co-workers to know about her. Stupid. She didn't mind the not knowing part, but that lead to whole other problems. Whatever. She was finally old enough to stay home alone and she'd gotten used to him being gone.

Suddenly, she heard something move behind her. Her head whipped around to look but there was nothing there. After a few moments, she decided she imagined the noise and turned back to the mindless television program. Suddenly a hand clamped over her mouth and as she tried to scream, she felt a prick in her shoulder.

When she passed out, the man picked her up and took her to the parking lot. He tied her hands and feet together, shoved her in the trunk and drove off. This was definitely going to be fun, he thought.


McGee was at his desk, bored out of his mind. He truly hated paperwork. His office phone rang, and glad for something else to do he answered it with a quick, "McGee."

"Hello, Tim." He instantly paled. Ten years had gone by but he still hadn't forgotten that horrible, sickly sweet voice.

"What the hell do you want?" Tony and Ziva had seen McGee pale and looked over in curiosity at the amount of animosity in is voice.

"Oh, I'm sure you know," he taunted.

"What are you-" but he stopped dead as he thought about Sophie. "You sonovabitch," he said quietly, his teeth clenched together. "You had to take Sophie away even after you took Emma. Why?"

He laughed cruelly and it sent shivers down McGee's spine. "I didn't tell you before, what makes you think I'll tell you now?"

"Please, let her go," he begged, the anger replaced by fear. "I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt her."

"Oh, I'm going to hurt her anyway. You see, it's part of my game. And you are going to play, whether you like it or not." Without another word, the man hung up.

"No! Please don't!" he yelled into a dial tone. "Dammit!" he shouted, slamming his own phone down.

"What the hell, McGee?" Gibbs asked hearing the commotion. "McGee," he said again, "what is going on?"

The computer expert covered his face with his hands and fought back tears. He hoped it wouldn't have had to come to this. Bile began to rise in his throat, but he swallowed quickly. He should have stayed home with her. He should've stayed home. "McGee!" Gibbs called snapping the other man out of his trance. "What is going on?"

After he took several deep breaths, he said, "Ten years ago my wife was kidnapped, tortured, raped, and murdered by some sort of psychopath. He called me over a period of ten days rubbing my nose in it. My daughter was five at the time, and," he stopped for a moment to collect himself. "Now he has her too."Tears burned the backs of his eyes but he refused to let them fall. Not in front of Tony. Not in front of his friends.

Tony was stunned. McGee had a wife and kid? What? Why hadn't he told them?

"You have a daughter, McGee?" Tony asked, voicing his previous thought.

"Yeah, and I'm a widower," he replied angrily.

"I'm sorry, McGee. I didn't mean to upset you," he said, trying to recover.

"Well, you know I think I'm just a little bit past upset, Tony. Where's Gibbs?"

"He's right…not there." Gibbs was no where to be found.


Abby Scuico was facing her computer screen. "Abbs I need you to look up a case file," Gibb said coming up behind her.

"Hey, Gibbs," she greeted. "Which one do you need?" she asked as she placed her fingers lightly on her keyboard.

"The case file on Emma McGee," Gibbs whispered.

She turned to him. "You don't mean…" Gibbs nodded. "Why? What happened?" she whispered, fearful of the answer.

"His daughter's missing."

"Oh, poor McGee," Abby said. With a new determination she turned back to her computer and said, " I will get you that file faster than you can say Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

"Thanks Abbs."


Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner, head of the BAU in the FBI, was sitting at his desk rummaging through papers and old case files when his phone rang. "Hotchner," he answered briskly, slightly annoyed about being interrupted.

"Aaron?" a male voice said hesitantly on the other end.

"Yes," he replied not putting his work down. "Can I ask who's calling?"

"My name's Timothy McGee. I don't know if you remember me. It was such a long time ago."

"Of course I remember you, Tim," Hotch replied, now with his full attention on the man opposite the phone call. "How's everything been?"

"Not so good unfortunately," McGee whispered. "That's actually the reason I'm calling. My daughter's been kidnapped by the same guy who hurt Emma." Hotchner could almost hear the tears in his voice. He continued, "I was hoping you could help me. I sent all the paper work and requests from NCIS where I work. I'm part of the case and I have formally invited you."

Hotch was stunned but accepted. He couldn't let this poor man down again. Stacking the papers quickly, leapt from his chair and exited his office. "BAU team! I need you!"he announced to the bullpen as he made his way to the briefing room.

The rest of Hotch's team looked up from their desks and own paper work. "Look's like we have a case," SSA Emily Prentiss said.

"I didn't get anything," Agent Jennifer Jareau, or JJ, said. She was the team's liaison and every case they got usually went through her.

"Maybe, it went right through Hotch this time," SSA Dr. Spencer Reid replied.

"Well, it's got to be pretty bad 'cause it's got him this worked up," SSA Derek Morgan said as he stood to enter the briefing room.

Even before everyone had a chance to sit down around the familiar round table, Hotch began to talk. "Emma McGee was the victim. She was kidnapped, tortured, and raped repeatedly over a period of ten days. After the tenth day, her body was found on the side of the road. Two days after she went missing, the husband, Timothy, got a call from the Unsub taunting him. That's when we were called in. We did everything we could, but we never found the guy. It was one of my first abductions and it has always stuck with me. The two had a five year old daughter who's 15 now. He called me practically begging for me to help him now that his daughter's been kidnapped. JJ you should have gotten the request from NCIS by now." JJ nodded and headed towards her office.

"NCIS? What's that?" SSA David Rossi asked. He was the newest member of the BAU, to e certain extent. He had just come out of retirement so he was new to this team, but he was not new to the BAU. He knew how things worked.

"It stands for Naval Criminal Investigative Service. They investigate the crimes of any Navy officers," Reid explained. He was their resident genius an expert on pretty much everything, even though he was only 27.

"Of course, you would know, Reid," Morgan teased.

"I got the request," JJ announced striding back into the room. "We can head over there now. It shouldn't take very long."

"Really?" Emily asked.

"Yep," Reid answered. "They're in the Navy Yard in DC."

"Come on," Hotch said. "Morgan, grab Garcia. She's coming with us. We don't have any time to waste."


A/N: Well, I'm done. Please review!!! Please and thank you! And fell free to e-mail me with any questions. I will happily answer them for you!! I really am a nice person.