"I'm telling you, I won fair and square."

"It's not fair and square when you tripped me… twice!"

"Don't be such a McCryBaby, McGee."

"Don't be such DiLiar, DiNozzo."

"Doesn't work, McGoo, doesn't work."

"What are you two blubbering about?" Ziva asked as she walked into the bullpen.

"Tony and I ran a marathon over the weekend," Tim began.

"And I won," Tony interrupted.

"You cheated," Tim quickly replied, glaring at Tony. He looked back at Ziva and continued. "I was ahead and he comes up and trips me to get in the lead. I quickly recover, but then a few minutes later, he did it again."

"You can't prove it."

"They have you on camera! It's all over youtube!"

Tony looked over at Ziva, his smile a little too wide, "He's right. One video has over thirty thousand hits. Most of the comments say they enjoy the buff one's sense of humor but also enjoy the little flailing thing the scrawny one does as he falls to the ground."

Ziva hid her urge to laugh. "You are terrible, Tony," She said.

"Thank you, Ziva," Tim said, then looked down at some paperwork.

Ziva looked back at Tony. "Send me the link," She mouthed.

"Already did," He mouthed back.

Ziva smiled and sat down at her desk just as Gibbs walked in.

"Go home," He said, making the others look up in surprise.

"Why?" Tim asked, confused.

"Don't ask questions, McGee, just listen to the boss," Tony said through gritted teeth.

"Go home and pack," Gibbs continued, giving Tony one of his famous glares, "We have to be at the airport in two hours."

"Where are we going?" Ziva asked.

"Lima, Ohio."

"Is this a joke?" Tony asked.

"Do I look like I'm kidding, DiNozzo?" Gibbs questioned, becoming annoyed.

"Never, Boss."

"I think Tony just needs to know why we are going there… like we all do," Ziva said.

"Right," Tony agreed.

"We are going to Lima, Ohio because three teenage boys have recently been killed there. The first one was stabbed eight times, second one ten times, third one twelve times. They've all been dressed in Navy uniforms afterwards and dumped in random areas in Lima."

"Why were we called for this one, Boss?" Tim asked. This case was odd, but there was a lot of cases in their own city right now. It didn't make sense that they would be called away.

"Well, for one, they seem to think someone with military experience committed the crimes; and second, because we're the best." Gibbs said the last part like it was no big deal; like it was just something everyone knew. He looked at his watch. "You now all have one hour and fifty-three minutes. Go."

The three agents jumped up, grabbed their keys, gun and badge and hurried to the elevator.

"Agent Gibbs?" An average height, African-American woman with her hair back in a ponytail asked as he, Tony, Tim, Ziva and Ducky all headed in her direction.

"That's me," Gibbs replied. He stood up his luggage when he reached her and shook her hand.

"Hello," She replied with a smiled, "Welcome to Ohio. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances."

"Yeah," Gibbs agreed. "Comes with the job."

"Amen to that. Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Detective Claymore, but you can call me Julia." She shook hands with each team member and they all introduced themselves. "My team and I have been working on the teenage killings case since it began three weeks ago. If you'll follow me, I have a van waiting for us. You can put your luggage inside and we'll go straight to headquarters, if you don't mind. Hotel check-in's aren't for a few more hours anyway."

"That's fine," Gibbs replied.

They walked to the van, put there things inside, got inside themselves, then headed out.

"I was thinking," Julia began as she drove to headquarters, "that I'd let a member of my team go with a member of your team to where each of the bodies were found. Its the quickest way to get you filled in on what we've found so far."

"Sounds good," Gibbs replied. He didn't know this woman very well, but he felt that he would like her. She got to the point and didn't beat around the bush. He appreciated that.

"Now, I've done my research," She said, glancing over at Gibbs, "I know you like to work within your team, and I'm okay with that. My team and I have been working on this case practically non-stop so I know they need a break, but I would like to be kept in the loop; and if you need any help, we'll be glad to help you."

"Most people get upset when their case is given to someone else," Tony replied.

"Whoever is doing this is killing young, teenage boys who deserve to have a full life ahead of them. I don't care who solves the case, DiNozzo, as long as someone does."

About fifteen minutes later they reached headquarters and went inside.

"Agent DiNozzo," Julia began, "I would like you to go with Detective Smith to the local grocery store. One of the bodies was dumped in the back. Agents David and McGee, you can go with Detective Patterson to McKinley High School. Another body was dumped there. A few kids went to the side of the school to smoke and found the body. If they're there today, you can talk to them. Dr. Mallard, Detective Johnson will show you down to autopsy." Julia turned to Gibbs, "That's the last time I tell your team what to do, I promise, but I want you and I to go to where the latest body was found."

"Where is it?"

"Hummel's Tires and Lube. Burt Hummel's son, Kurt, found the body yesterday afternoon. Needless to say, Burt let him stay home from school today. He was too upset and in shock to tell us anything yesterday, but I called Burt today and he said we could stop by and try talking to him again. I was thinking we could stop by the house then go to the car shop."

Gibbs nodded. "Lead the way."

Julia drove to the Hummel's house, seeing as Gibbs had no idea where anything was in this town.

They walked up to the house and Julia rang the doorbell, then they waited.

About a half of a minute later, Burt answered the door.

"Burt," Julia acknowledged.

"Julia," He replied. They had gotten rid of the formalities the day before.

"This is Special Agent Gibbs from NCIS."

Gibbs shook Burt's hand, "Just Gibbs is fine, Mr. Hummel."

"Burt," He replied. "Come on in. Kurt's at the dining room table. We've been trying to get him to eat something."

They all walked to the dining room where Gibbs saw one boy sitting, staring at toast, and another boy trying to get him to eat it.

"Just one bite? I'll hold it for you."

The other boy shook his head 'no'. Gibbs figured that was Kurt.

"Kurt," Burt began, "Julia and Gibbs are here to talk to you. Remember I told you a man from NCIS would be coming today?"

Kurt looked up at them with a blank face. "Hello," He said quietly.

Gibbs sat down across from him and Julia sat beside Gibbs; Burt sat at the head of the table.

"Hello, Kurt," Gibbs replied. "I heard you had a pretty rough day yesterday."

Kurt laughed humorlessly, "You can say that again."

Gibbs looked at the boy beside Kurt, who seemed to be very worried for the boy. "You are?" He asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Blaine."

"His brother?"

"Boyfriend," Blaine replied, placing a hand on top of Kurt's. Not because he was offended by Gibbs' assumption, just because he knew Kurt needed him.

Gibbs simply nodded.

"He stopped by last night to check on Kurt after he heard the news and he hasn't left since," Burt said, glad Kurt had someone like Blaine.

"That's a very nice thing to do," Gibbs said to Blaine.

Blaine shrugged, "He'd do the same thing for me."

Gibbs turned his attention back to Kurt. "Kurt, I know the last thing you wanna do is relive what you saw yesterday, but you're gonna have to, okay?"

Kurt nodded. "I know."

"Okay. Start with what you were doing that led to you finding the body."

"I was helping at the front desk, but we weren't busy so my dad asked me to take out the garbage. I took it out back and… and that's when I… I saw it." Kurt turned his hand over to he could lock fingers with Blaine. "He was right in front of the dumpster." Tears formed in Kurt's eyes. "At first I didn't know it was a person. The body was curled up, facing away from me. I had to go up to it before… before I saw it was a body."

"How did he look?" Gibbs asked.

Kurt shook his head.

"I know it's difficult, Kurt, but I need to know."

Kurt let the tears fall from his eyes. "There was so much blood," He said, his voice breaking.

Blaine turned sideways and took Kurt's other hand in his so Kurt would turn towards him. "Look at me, Kurt," He said kindly but firmly.

Kurt turned towards him.

"You need to tell Gibbs everything, alright? He's here to catch the guy that did this. I'm right here, your dad's right here, you're gonna be fine." Blaine took one of his hands and put it on Kurt's cheek, wiping away the tears, "I'm right here, Kurt."

Kurt took a deep breath, nodded, and turned back to Gibbs. "All I could really focus on was his face and shirt. He had been stabbed a lot in the face… so much blood."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand to remind him he was there.

"And his shirt," Kurt continued, "was flannel, long sleeve. It was blue, but red on the back from the blood. I just stood there for a second. I couldn't think of what to do, then I just started screaming."

"I heard him screaming," Burt said, "and I ran out. I thought garbage had gotten on his shirt or something… then I saw the boy. I had just been out there not even ten minutes earlier and no one, dead or alive, was back there then."

Gibbs nodded, taking in all the information and writing some things down. "Kurt, did you hear anything when you went out back?"

"Like what?"

"Anything. Anything at all."

"Um… I heard the music from the shop and… and some bushes and trees making noise from the wind."

"Could you feel the wind?"

"Uh, I wasn't really paying attention."

"Did you see the trees and bushes moving from the wind?"

"No," Kurt replied, getting confused by the odd questions.

Gibbs took a few more notes then stood up. "Thank you Kurt, Burt and Blaine. I'll probably need to talk to you again, but for now I just need to head to the shop to see where the body was at."

"Do I have to go?" Kurt asked, becoming nervous.

"No," Gibbs replied, "I do need your dad to go though."

"I'll get my keys and meet you there," He said and walked out of the room.

"Kurt," Gibbs began before leaving out.


"Listen to your boyfriend. Eat something. If not for yourself, then for him. He's trying not to show it, but he's worried about you."

Kurt looked over at Blaine and smiled slightly, then looked back at Gibbs. "Yes, Sir."

Gibbs and Julia headed outside and to the car. "What were the questions about the wind for?" She asked curiously.

"From what I've felt of the weather here, right now it's cool, dry and still. No wind. I'll have Tim look up weather reports when he gets back to headquarters but, if Burt went out less than ten minutes before Kurt and nothing was there, I can almost guarantee that wasn't the wind causing the bushes to make noise."

"You think it could have been the killer?"

Gibbs nodded.

"So the killer could have seen Kurt?"

"Could have."

Julia thought for a moment. "What if he thinks Kurt saw him?"

"Already thought of that. I'd say Kurt's safe for now, but we need to keep a close eye on him."

"You really think he could be in danger?"

Gibbs let out a deep breath. "My gut seems to think so."

Longest first chapter of any story I've ever written! This is my first crossover, so I hope everything goes well and I hope you guys enjoy :)

Also, this may seem like an all-Kurt story at the moment, but the whole cast will be included in this... no one's safe!

Let me know what you think, please! :D