DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything aside from the idea of this crossover. NCIS and Dark Angel belong to their rightful owners.

Chapter One

'Hey DiNozzo.' Tony could have stayed asleep with his head on the desk but that would cost him a slap at the back of the head. His boss Leroy Jethro Gibbs stood in front of the agent's desk with his usual morning face and cup of coffee.

'I'm up boss!' Tony mumbled rubbing his tired red eyes. He was use to no sleep. Being a federal agent takes up a lot of time. He sees his office more than his home, his co workers more than his friends and his desk more than his bed; it was part of the territory. There was a time many years ago that his life revolved around work, he lived, slept and breathed work. That was a long time ago, another life. Since then he had managed to find some form of balance. His work was important but not to the extent where it ran his life like it use to.

'Did you sleep here last night?' the grey haired man questioned. He had been working with this man for five years now, five great years with co workers he trusted and a job that he loved. That was almost worth all the lack of sleep and dangerous missions.

'Yeah, sorry, I was just finishing up the paperwork. Here is my report. Do you want me to grab my gear?' Tony asked. In true fashion Gibbs would usually announce when it was time to head up and go to the next crime scene.

'No.' He answered and sat down at his desk.

'Are McGee and Ziva here yet?' Tony followed after his co workers. He hadn't seen them in the squad room and it was past the time that they would usually show especially McGee, who thrived on being the first anywhere.

'No, they have the day off. So do you. Go home. Get some rest. I don't have to see you until Monday.' He instructed.

'But it is only Thursday Boss.' Tony knew better than to question Gibbs even if it was out of character for him to give them one day off let alone Thursday to Monday.

Glaring at the agent, Tony gathered his things. Not fast enough as Gibbs cell rang within seconds.

'Yeah, ok, where, fine.' Gibbs closed the phone and stood up.

'Grab my gear?' Tony asked knowing the answer.

'Let's go.'

'Shall I call Ziva and McGee?'

Gibbs thought, 'No, it's fine. We can handle this one.'

It had been a long time since Gibbs and Tony had handled a case just the two of them. Their team was once much smaller. The last case that they worked alone Tony remembered it like it was yesterday. It was a case with the secret service. It was where they met secret service agent Kate Todd. She later joined their two man team and became a four man team once Timothy McGee joined. After Kate's death their three man team was once again made a four man team when Mossad Officer Ziva David joined less than three months ago. It all happened so fast that Tony still sometimes expected to see Kate when he looked across his desk. Kate's desk was now occupied by Ziva. He was use to losing people in combat though. He was use to losing people in his life. It never stopped him or slowed him down as much as he wanted to break down. He wouldn't do that to himself, not when so many people need his help and relied on him especially the man standing next to him.

'Special Agent Gibbs, Special Agent DiNozzo.' Gibbs showed his NCIS badge and held up the tape for him and DiNozzo to pass.

'What do we got?' The two NCIS agents crowded the body.

'Multiple infractions, head trauma, broken bones, this woman was beaten to death Jethro. I would place time of death around five am this morning. Of course I will know more once we get her back to the office.' Medical examiner Donald Mallard as known as Ducky claimed.

'Agent Gibbs,' a tall older man walked across to the NCIS team. 'I'm Agent Dawson, FBI, Fornell has told me a lot about you.' They men exchanged hands and shook.

'I couldn't say likewise Agent Dawson.' Blunt was Gibbs middle name.

'This is one of our agents wives here lying on the floor. What kind of monster would do that?' he pointed to the body. 'This case should be our territory but seeing as we are on a navy base we are willing to cooperate with you in order to see things run smoothly. No offence but NCIS don't have the greatest reputation when it comes to playing with others.' The man spoke honestly earning a smirk from Gibbs. That was very much true. Gibbs liked to dominate. He knew that. His team knew that. His reputation showed that.

'Who takes the lead?' Gibbs played along.

'Well how about both, we take the body you take the evidence, meet each other for a briefing later at NCIS?' the man proposed. Gibbs smiled again. Fornell obviously had a talk with them.

'I take it that you are happy with that arrangement.' The man wanted an answer. Gibbs trademark was leaving people guessing.

'I would much rather I do the autopsy Jethro.' Ducky spoke aloud.

'We take the body.' Gibbs stood firmly.

'The deceased is a wife of a FBI agent, that would give us some control.'

'Maybe some, but for now the body comes with us as does our evidence. Prep the body to be taken back to NCIS Ducky.'

'Are you kidding-?' The man was cut off by the voice of a young woman walking towards them.

'We're done with the evidence Dan.' she told him oblivious to the argument brewing ahead. Tony's head snapped back as he stood up from leaning over the body talking sketches.

Tony stood still in his tracks. He knew the voice. He knew the name. He knew the woman. He gulped as the woman took notice of him.

'Logan?'

'Max!'