Friend of my friend Chapter 7.
Title: Friend of my Friend
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating:NC-17, this is me, there will be sex, and there will be violence.
Pairing: Faith/Tara, Ziva/Abby
Setting: This is the fourth story in my Lock series.
Summary: Marines are missing, and turning up as vampires. The Lock is seeking out the source, and will do so with some new allies.
Spoilers: This story can and will combine any elements I care to from all of the runs of Buffy and Angel as well as the Stony Man Farm/Executioner books. Now it also includes NCIS to present, but it will also contradict them as necessary, because much to my own delight it's taken on a life of it's own.
I have also decided to tinker with the Buffy/Angel time lines since in the case of Buffy the show has been done almost 7 years now.
Disclaimers: This is an independent, non-profit work of fanfiction. I know there are at least three sets (or more) of copyrights involved, and this story is not a challenge to any of them.
Wyld's Notes: You probably shouldn't be reading this story unless you've read my earlier fics "Life on the Farm" "Declaration of War" and "The Front" because without them this story might get confusing.
On a NCIS note I need to add I am keeping the Ziva/Gibbs cannon that she killed Ari to save Gibbs, and not the more recent nonsense that it was to get Gibbs to trust her.
More importantly I must send out my personal thanks to Lisa Countryman. She has been a wonderful sounding board, and has been essential in making this fic possible, including spoon feeding me the incredibly funny chapter 5, writing three whole chapters herself, and healthy sections of other chapters as well.
I also need to add a special thanks and welcome to my new beta reader laura jones.
Chapter 7.
It was 0900 the next morning they were in the gymnasium and four training mats were set up. Faith was in sweats and a sports bra as were Buffy, Ziva, and a pair of blonde haired, blue eyed twin stunners. Gibbs, DiNozzo and McGee were there in t-shirts and sweats, everyone was barefoot.
Faith raised her voice. "Ok, there was some debate as to whether to do the mental training first or the physical, but it was finally decided that an up close and personal encounter with a supernaturally capable opponent will help you to understand why it will be so important to learn about what you had thought were myths and fairy tales. Ducky, Jimmy, and Abby, you are here to simply observe because while your work will be happening here at the Lock this should still be a valuable learning experience."
She then turned to the other seven people dressed for training. "All right, Agent Gibbs, while I was going to challenge you myself I decided to pair you with Buffy so you can learn size REALLY isn't everything."
Gibbs looked skeptically at Faith, and then even more skeptically at Buffy as she walked to one side of the mat and he walked to the other.
Buffy was shaking her head. "Don't even go there Gibbs. You saw what I could do when we raided the compound... nice job staying hidden by the way. We never knew you were there."
He smiled, and tried to flatten Buffy's nose with his fist.
Buffy slapped the hand away, smiling, and bobbing her head. "Good, good." Gibbs was dancing away from her and Buffy's smile grew. "That's right. If I get my hands on you, you're dead. Don't let me get close."
She then used her slayer speed to do just that and put her right hand on Gibbs shoulder, only to find her one hand grabbed tightly between his two as he threw her into a hip toss. Buffy however managed to grab his belt and bring him down with her.
Both were left laying on their backs looking at the ceiling as Buffy spoke. "Ok, that was good, very good." She did a kip up and was on her feet instantly as Gibbs rolled to stand. "Let's continue."
Faith smiled at the pair as she turned to Anthony DiNozzo."All right Tony. Candi here will be your sparring partner."
He smiled his most charming smile. "I dunno, I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable attacking such a beauty."
Candi grinned. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
Tim found himself standing across from a exact duplicate of the woman who had already snagged one of Tony's arms and twisted it behind his back.
The Agent tried to smile. "Thank you for taking the time to kick my ass Mandi."
Mandi laughed, smiling at McGee fondly. "You don't need to worry. This isn't to hurt you, it's just to help you understand."
Faith then walked over to Ziva, but Ziva was the first to speak, with a small smirk. "And I'm all yours?"
Faith grinned, and raked her eyes up and down Ziva's compact frame. "Yep, but it is your first time. So I'll be gentle."
A full, wicked sounding laugh burst from Ziva's frame as she kept her eyes on Faith as they walked to the training mat.
As the four sets of people started testing each other Ducky leaned over to Tara. "This could be rather difficult to keep up with."
Tara smiled and nodded. "You don't REALLY need to as this isn't a lesson in fighting specifically, but more a demonstration that the things you used to use to size up a foe can't be counted on anymore."
Tara then noticed a scowl on the face of the forensics scientist Abby Sciuto as she seemed focused entirely on Faith and Ziva. So she took a step closer to observe the woman's reactions. She also kept and eye on Faith and Ziva, but that was as much because of the effect of watching Faith work up a sweat as it was anything else.
Ziva took an opposite approach to this match than Jethro, or even her Mossad training would indicate. She came at Faith in a flurry of attacks. Her right hand came at Faith's shoulder, but as Faith's right forearm blocked that attack Ziva's knee rose to Faith's stomach. Faith's left managed to push that away, but not before Ziva looped her arm with her shoulder under Faith's chin.
As Ziva's leg came down it came down behind Faith and she attempted a hip toss on her own slayer. Slayer however managed to turn in the small bit of space between when she went into the air and connected back to the ground to land on all fours, but rather then looking stunned or like she was trying to recover she looked like a jungle cat, a hunting cat that was now sizing up Ziva David.
A cat that roared a delighted. "Oh, you are TRYING to turn me on aren't you?"
"I've never had to try very hard." Ziva's grin was both wicked, and inviting.
Abby had her own question in response to Faith's, one she posed to Tara. "Ok, just how heavy are you guys on the "Don't ask, Don't tell?"
As Tara watched Abby's reactions she felt a wide smile crack her face, and she bit down the desire to giggle. Her amusement however did color her voice as she replied. Before she replied she decided to test her own theory as she rested a hand on Abby's upper arm, and leaned in close to the Goth's ear. "The work we do here is too important. It's "Don't ask, Don't tell, because we've got far more important things to do."
Abby's response was cut off from a thud from where Ziva and Faith were sparring, but as the two women looked up Abby let out an outraged squeak. The thud had actually been the women's match going off the mat as Faith took Ziva to the floor.
At least that's what Tara presumed as Faith was now laid out, almost draped over Ziva, but she had protected Ziva's head and upper body from contact with the gym floor by having her arms around the woman's head and shoulders.
Of course now that they were on the floor it looked as if the women were sharing a lover's embrace with Faith cradling Ziva's head as if she was about to kiss her. Tara actually had to remind herself of her implicit trust for Faith no matter how worked up she got in combat.
That thought had barely finished before Abby's voice intruded into her mind. "Slayers are supernatural?... so what... she's part succubus?"
Tara had to bite the inside of her cheek not to laugh at the other woman's outrage.
Tara's next thought had a wicked grin as she realized her touching of Abby HAD broken Ziva's concentration, and confirmed that Ziva kept Abby in her field of awareness much like Faith did with Tara.
Seeing Abby's normally pale complexion getting a little red coloring to match her angry expression Tara decided to make sure it wasn't just a matter of Ziva wanting to make sure Abby was safe. So she put her hand on the inside of Abby's arm, just above the elbow, lightly brushing the skin under the sleeve of Abby's t-shirt.
"Are you ok?" Tara then felt a stab of guilt for what she did as she used something she had heard Ziva use with Abby. "Abigail?"
That pulled Abby's attention to Tara entirely, and while her flushed skin remained it seemed to change purposes as she first looked to Tara's hand on her arm, and then to Tara. "Yeah, sorry, I'm fine... Just not sued to girls getting so, butch, at work... I guess."
Both of the women looked back to where Faith and Ziva were when Faith spoke up. "Come on David. It's no fun when the girl just lays there!"
Anger flashed in Ziva's eyes, and she slid her left leg out from under Faith to wrap over the other woman's right hip. She tried to do the same to wrap her legs around Faith, but Faith countered by trapping Ziva's right leg between her own. So the women were left to struggle with Ziva's legs pinning Faith's right leg while Faith's pinned Ziva's right as well. They had each grabbed the others wrists and were now locked face to face.
Tara realized she had seen Faith in a similar position before, but she was naked, as was Tara, and occasionally they had a double-ended silicone shaft shared between them as they ground together, much like Faith and Ziva were now... Tara felt herself blush, but they were without the sex toy, and with clothes.
Looking over to Abby the scientist's eyes had grown wide, and Tara guessed she had reached the same conclusion. Looking at the other members of the NCIS scientific assets she could see Doctor Mallard was deliberately NOT looking at the women, while Jimmy Palmer's jaw was hanging open and he couldn't look anywhere else.
To her growing horror Tara realized the other three matches had stopped and their participants were watching the two women. Buffy was blushing, and trying not to giggle. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was wide eyed, and had just managed to slam his jaw shut as he started to stand.
Anthony DiNozzo's expression however had undone Tara's earlier mental work and had removed the women's clothes with his eyes and possibly put the sex toy back in play.
McGee resembled Palmer as he watched in wide-eyed fascination and wouldn't or couldn't look away. The twins even giggled alike as they tried not to.
Tara was closer to Faith and Ziva as she had been watching Abby and Ziva, and got to them first. "OKAY! I think that's enough for today. Let's take two hours so people can get showers, and we'll meet in Conference Room 3 at 1100 hours for your lessons on the supernatural."
DiNozzo's grin was still lascivious and he looked to Tara. "We don't know where the conference room is."
She shot the special agent a glare. "I'll send someone for you!"
Tara felt a wash of satisfaction as Agent Uncle Gibbs hit Agent DiNozzo in the back of the head. "Hit the showers DiNozzo!"
His head ducked. "Yes Boss..." His voice rose to Ziva and Faith. "That goes for you ladies as well. Don't forget to get all those hard to reach places."
While it got him a second strike to the head from Agent Gibbs the look on his face said he thought it was worth it as Ziva and Faith blushed in realization of what they had almost been doing, where they had been doing it, and who they had been doing it in front of.
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating:NC-17, this is me, there will be sex, and there will be violence.
Pairing: Faith/Tara, Ziva/Abby
Setting: This is the fourth story in my Lock series.
Summary: Marines are missing, and turning up as vampires. The Lock is seeking out the source, and will do so with some new allies.
Spoilers: This story can and will combine any elements I care to from all of the runs of Buffy and Angel as well as the Stony Man Farm/Executioner books. Now it also includes NCIS to present, but it will also contradict them as necessary, because much to my own delight it's taken on a life of it's own.
I have also decided to tinker with the Buffy/Angel time lines since in the case of Buffy the show has been done almost 7 years now.
Disclaimers: This is an independent, non-profit work of fanfiction. I know there are at least three sets (or more) of copyrights involved, and this story is not a challenge to any of them.
Wyld's Notes: You probably shouldn't be reading this story unless you've read my earlier fics "Life on the Farm" "Declaration of War" and "The Front" because without them this story might get confusing.
On a NCIS note I need to add I am keeping the Ziva/Gibbs cannon that she killed Ari to save Gibbs, and not the more recent nonsense that it was to get Gibbs to trust her.
More importantly I must send out my personal thanks to Lisa Countryman. She has been a wonderful sounding board, and has been essential in making this fic possible, including spoon feeding me the incredibly funny chapter 5, writing three whole chapters herself, and healthy sections of other chapters as well.
I also need to add a special thanks and welcome to my new beta reader laura jones.
Chapter 7.
It was 0900 the next morning they were in the gymnasium and four training mats were set up. Faith was in sweats and a sports bra as were Buffy, Ziva, and a pair of blonde haired, blue eyed twin stunners. Gibbs, DiNozzo and McGee were there in t-shirts and sweats, everyone was barefoot.
Faith raised her voice. "Ok, there was some debate as to whether to do the mental training first or the physical, but it was finally decided that an up close and personal encounter with a supernaturally capable opponent will help you to understand why it will be so important to learn about what you had thought were myths and fairy tales. Ducky, Jimmy, and Abby, you are here to simply observe because while your work will be happening here at the Lock this should still be a valuable learning experience."
She then turned to the other seven people dressed for training. "All right, Agent Gibbs, while I was going to challenge you myself I decided to pair you with Buffy so you can learn size REALLY isn't everything."
Gibbs looked skeptically at Faith, and then even more skeptically at Buffy as she walked to one side of the mat and he walked to the other.
Buffy was shaking her head. "Don't even go there Gibbs. You saw what I could do when we raided the compound... nice job staying hidden by the way. We never knew you were there."
He smiled, and tried to flatten Buffy's nose with his fist.
Buffy slapped the hand away, smiling, and bobbing her head. "Good, good." Gibbs was dancing away from her and Buffy's smile grew. "That's right. If I get my hands on you, you're dead. Don't let me get close."
She then used her slayer speed to do just that and put her right hand on Gibbs shoulder, only to find her one hand grabbed tightly between his two as he threw her into a hip toss. Buffy however managed to grab his belt and bring him down with her.
Both were left laying on their backs looking at the ceiling as Buffy spoke. "Ok, that was good, very good." She did a kip up and was on her feet instantly as Gibbs rolled to stand. "Let's continue."
Faith smiled at the pair as she turned to Anthony DiNozzo."All right Tony. Candi here will be your sparring partner."
He smiled his most charming smile. "I dunno, I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable attacking such a beauty."
Candi grinned. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
Tim found himself standing across from a exact duplicate of the woman who had already snagged one of Tony's arms and twisted it behind his back.
The Agent tried to smile. "Thank you for taking the time to kick my ass Mandi."
Mandi laughed, smiling at McGee fondly. "You don't need to worry. This isn't to hurt you, it's just to help you understand."
Faith then walked over to Ziva, but Ziva was the first to speak, with a small smirk. "And I'm all yours?"
Faith grinned, and raked her eyes up and down Ziva's compact frame. "Yep, but it is your first time. So I'll be gentle."
A full, wicked sounding laugh burst from Ziva's frame as she kept her eyes on Faith as they walked to the training mat.
As the four sets of people started testing each other Ducky leaned over to Tara. "This could be rather difficult to keep up with."
Tara smiled and nodded. "You don't REALLY need to as this isn't a lesson in fighting specifically, but more a demonstration that the things you used to use to size up a foe can't be counted on anymore."
Tara then noticed a scowl on the face of the forensics scientist Abby Sciuto as she seemed focused entirely on Faith and Ziva. So she took a step closer to observe the woman's reactions. She also kept and eye on Faith and Ziva, but that was as much because of the effect of watching Faith work up a sweat as it was anything else.
Ziva took an opposite approach to this match than Jethro, or even her Mossad training would indicate. She came at Faith in a flurry of attacks. Her right hand came at Faith's shoulder, but as Faith's right forearm blocked that attack Ziva's knee rose to Faith's stomach. Faith's left managed to push that away, but not before Ziva looped her arm with her shoulder under Faith's chin.
As Ziva's leg came down it came down behind Faith and she attempted a hip toss on her own slayer. Slayer however managed to turn in the small bit of space between when she went into the air and connected back to the ground to land on all fours, but rather then looking stunned or like she was trying to recover she looked like a jungle cat, a hunting cat that was now sizing up Ziva David.
A cat that roared a delighted. "Oh, you are TRYING to turn me on aren't you?"
"I've never had to try very hard." Ziva's grin was both wicked, and inviting.
Abby had her own question in response to Faith's, one she posed to Tara. "Ok, just how heavy are you guys on the "Don't ask, Don't tell?"
As Tara watched Abby's reactions she felt a wide smile crack her face, and she bit down the desire to giggle. Her amusement however did color her voice as she replied. Before she replied she decided to test her own theory as she rested a hand on Abby's upper arm, and leaned in close to the Goth's ear. "The work we do here is too important. It's "Don't ask, Don't tell, because we've got far more important things to do."
Abby's response was cut off from a thud from where Ziva and Faith were sparring, but as the two women looked up Abby let out an outraged squeak. The thud had actually been the women's match going off the mat as Faith took Ziva to the floor.
At least that's what Tara presumed as Faith was now laid out, almost draped over Ziva, but she had protected Ziva's head and upper body from contact with the gym floor by having her arms around the woman's head and shoulders.
Of course now that they were on the floor it looked as if the women were sharing a lover's embrace with Faith cradling Ziva's head as if she was about to kiss her. Tara actually had to remind herself of her implicit trust for Faith no matter how worked up she got in combat.
That thought had barely finished before Abby's voice intruded into her mind. "Slayers are supernatural?... so what... she's part succubus?"
Tara had to bite the inside of her cheek not to laugh at the other woman's outrage.
Tara's next thought had a wicked grin as she realized her touching of Abby HAD broken Ziva's concentration, and confirmed that Ziva kept Abby in her field of awareness much like Faith did with Tara.
Seeing Abby's normally pale complexion getting a little red coloring to match her angry expression Tara decided to make sure it wasn't just a matter of Ziva wanting to make sure Abby was safe. So she put her hand on the inside of Abby's arm, just above the elbow, lightly brushing the skin under the sleeve of Abby's t-shirt.
"Are you ok?" Tara then felt a stab of guilt for what she did as she used something she had heard Ziva use with Abby. "Abigail?"
That pulled Abby's attention to Tara entirely, and while her flushed skin remained it seemed to change purposes as she first looked to Tara's hand on her arm, and then to Tara. "Yeah, sorry, I'm fine... Just not sued to girls getting so, butch, at work... I guess."
Both of the women looked back to where Faith and Ziva were when Faith spoke up. "Come on David. It's no fun when the girl just lays there!"
Anger flashed in Ziva's eyes, and she slid her left leg out from under Faith to wrap over the other woman's right hip. She tried to do the same to wrap her legs around Faith, but Faith countered by trapping Ziva's right leg between her own. So the women were left to struggle with Ziva's legs pinning Faith's right leg while Faith's pinned Ziva's right as well. They had each grabbed the others wrists and were now locked face to face.
Tara realized she had seen Faith in a similar position before, but she was naked, as was Tara, and occasionally they had a double-ended silicone shaft shared between them as they ground together, much like Faith and Ziva were now... Tara felt herself blush, but they were without the sex toy, and with clothes.
Looking over to Abby the scientist's eyes had grown wide, and Tara guessed she had reached the same conclusion. Looking at the other members of the NCIS scientific assets she could see Doctor Mallard was deliberately NOT looking at the women, while Jimmy Palmer's jaw was hanging open and he couldn't look anywhere else.
To her growing horror Tara realized the other three matches had stopped and their participants were watching the two women. Buffy was blushing, and trying not to giggle. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was wide eyed, and had just managed to slam his jaw shut as he started to stand.
Anthony DiNozzo's expression however had undone Tara's earlier mental work and had removed the women's clothes with his eyes and possibly put the sex toy back in play.
McGee resembled Palmer as he watched in wide-eyed fascination and wouldn't or couldn't look away. The twins even giggled alike as they tried not to.
Tara was closer to Faith and Ziva as she had been watching Abby and Ziva, and got to them first. "OKAY! I think that's enough for today. Let's take two hours so people can get showers, and we'll meet in Conference Room 3 at 1100 hours for your lessons on the supernatural."
DiNozzo's grin was still lascivious and he looked to Tara. "We don't know where the conference room is."
She shot the special agent a glare. "I'll send someone for you!"
Tara felt a wash of satisfaction as Agent Uncle Gibbs hit Agent DiNozzo in the back of the head. "Hit the showers DiNozzo!"
His head ducked. "Yes Boss..." His voice rose to Ziva and Faith. "That goes for you ladies as well. Don't forget to get all those hard to reach places."
While it got him a second strike to the head from Agent Gibbs the look on his face said he thought it was worth it as Ziva and Faith blushed in realization of what they had almost been doing, where they had been doing it, and who they had been doing it in front of.