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I've more or less fallen out of Fic reading for a while. Nothing new the struck my fancy, or it'd already been done before. I also came into alot of physical books that occupied my attention..

I'm still not too heavy reading fic, but I still keep track of the chapter fics I was following before I fell out.

So this is how I came across this cross-over fic between Torchwood and NCIS.

The two crossing over is plausible, they're bother 'arms of the law' if you will, and I enjoy both, though I've never really tried NCIS fic. I've also never been a huge fan of cross-overs, but if the summary/first part can catch my interest I'm always willing to give a story a shot.

This fic is still ongoing. It's only 21/?? in and shows no sign of stopping anytime soon.

The turn of event that I'm not sure of right now is the fact that it seems to be running to pair Tim McGee with Gibbs. my brain still isn't entirely sure how it feels about that.

Tim was finishing his breakfast – which was actually dinner, but the Spanish omelette and Ianto's coffee made it feel like a lazy weekend morning in Cardiff – when he heard Gibbs go upstairs. He swallowed the last bite, poured himself a second cup of coffee, and started gathering the ingredients for a meal suitable for a starving man. Tim remembered vividly how hungry he had been the day after his adoption.

He was turning the omelette out onto a plate when Gibbs marched into the kitchen. “Where the hell is everyone?”

“Director Vance, Jack, Tony, and Tish went to interview Secretary Jarvis at his home. He's under house arrest. Ianto and Ziva are visiting the local UNIT liaison office.” Tim put the plate on the table and offered Gibbs silverware neatly wrapped in a linen napkin. “Martha, Ducky, Abby, and Jimmy have somehow commandeered  one of the labs at Georgetown Medical. State-of-the-art medical cybernetics, or so Abby says.”

“Coffee,” Gibbs nearly snarled, grabbing the napkin. Tim wondered whether anger would win over hunger, but after a moment Gibbs sat down and started eating. Tim poured him a cup of coffee and resumed his own seat.

Half the omelette had been demolished before Gibbs put down the fork and knife and gave Tim his patented I expect answers glare.

“So why didn't we get invited?”

“Because you nearly died twelve hours ago, I nearly died bringing you back, and we got married.”

The glare evaporated to be replaced by sheer stunned disbelief. Gibbs rubbed his chest. “This thing?”

“It evaluated you as a possible mate and decided you would do.”

If you'd like to check the fic out for yourself you can find it here. Legends. The author of it also writes alot of other good Torchwood fic, one in particular that I've been following Queen's Magicians AU Though you might have better luck with her Dreamwidth
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