Foxx and Engel
 

---------- Post added 06-25-2012 at 02:20 PM ----------

"Jasper..." A soft voice was in his ear. "What Antoino?" He asked softly and stood from his bed. They were on a tour of America doing some shoots here. They were all German models, rich young men with no cares or worries. "I think Alex snuck out again." Antonio commented and a small sigh came from Jasper's lips. Alex was know for always getting into trouble and not returning back to the room for days at a time. He was on the line of losing his job if he snuck out again, and so it was up to Jasper to go make the guy behave. He slipped out of his room and went out the open window. No doubt this was how Alex had left. He slid out of the window and stepped onto the ground, the grass was cold beneath his bare toes. He walked for a while, wondering we're Alex could have gone to begin with. It was then that he saw it. There was a man, slumped down on the ground with another man over him, ready to shoot him. The gun was fired and Jasper went pale. What had he just seen? The murderer turned apon hearing a frightened gasped and saw Jasper, looking right into his eyes. The young German ran back to his room and called the police.

Ziva was nearly dying with anticipation. "Did you hear Tony?" The Italian frowned. "Yeah Ziva. I don't really care about your fantasies." She Frowned at him. "You're rude. I'll bet he's rich and handsome." Again, Tony didn't care. "Whatever." He went back to his dirty magazines and frowned as he heard a voice. It was the director, talking to a really young looking guy. The boy (he wasn't nearly big enough to be called a man.) had the roughest German accent Tony had ever heard. He was clearly upset and he was crying, talking with his hands. Vance was disturbed, trying to console the young man. Vance really sucked with sensitivity. From what Tony could make out through the tears and heavy accent, this guy had seen some murder and been seen by the murderer. He couldn't describe the person, saying he wore a mask. Vance stood before Gibbs' team, trying to separate himself from the clingy German. "This is Jasper...were is Gibbs?" Vance asked, not in the mood to wait. "He will need to be protected by one of you." Was all her said before leaving the emotional man with them.

Tony and Ziva had been staring at Jasper intently for about fifteen minutes. He was shaking all over his body and was sitting at Gibbs' desk. Ziva had tried to calm him, but as soon as she laid a hand on him he'd flipped. He was like a child, or some sort of frightened animal. They couldn't wait for their boss to get there and straighten him up. Gibbs just had away with whiny brats. This one seemed extra spoiled, and maybe extra whiny. They just couldn't tell yet because he hadn't calmed down enough to speak.

"What's with all the racket?" Gibbs demanded walking into the room at his usual pace, coffee in one hand, and past the boy sobbing. He didn't actually pay attention first as he put his jacket on the back of his seat and his cup down on the desk so it wouldn't be spilled. If for any reason Gibbs didn't get his morning coffee, he would get really bad. No one would stand a chance against him, not even the director probably.

"Well, who do we have here?" Gibbs spoke looking at the director, he also wondered why his team wasn't speaking, but, realized the boy was still making noise and the director was in the room. Ziva wasn't like Kate, Kate had a way with kids, Ziva had more of a way with people...more adult people. McGee never knew what to do when it came down to someone being upset. "Hey, calm down, whatever it is, it's going to be fine, alright?" he wasn't really asking, just confirming what he said whether or not he was sure about it.

"nein, nein, nein!Ich kann hier nicht sterben!!! Ich habe nichts falsch gemacht!! Es wird nicht gut!!" The German yelled back at Gibbs, confusing the hell out of everyone except Ziva who spoke German apperatly. "He said he cannot die here, he didn't do anything wrong, and it will not be fine." She repeated in a bored tone. "Speak English boy!" Tony said to him, knowing he probably wasn't calm enough to remember a secondary lauguage. Good thing they had Ziva, though Tony wouldn't tell her that to her face. Abby came up with news from another case, but stopped when she saw everyone, including the director, huddled around Gibbs desk. She looked at the crying man and frowned, taking his hand and looking into his eyes. "Shhhh...it will be ok..." She hummed and he slowly started to calm. "Who are you?" He asked and she smiled at the accent. "Hmm. Sexy voice." She winked at him, making his cheeks go red. "I am Jasper...Jasper Beilschmidt..." She nearly choked at his last name. "That's a mouth full." The director was impressed with Abby's skill. The guy was just sniffling, no more tears or yelling in German. "Alright, now Jasper. Now that you're calm, tell us what happened." Abby coaxed. "Vell, I vas asleep at first, but mine friend, Alex had slipped out again. Ve are on a trip from Germany to here, vanting to take a few photo shoots. He bad going to get fired of he didn't stop sneaking out, so I vent to find him, yes?" She nodded. "And?" He continued. "I vent out the vindow und I looked around, but all I saw vas a masked man standing over another man. He shoot ze poor guy und then looked at me..he looked angry und so I ran away..but now I think he's going to kill me.." Abby smiled. "You're so cute when you talk." He just cocked an eyebrow and Vance sighed. "She's always like that." He nodded slowly.

Vance wrote down all that Jasper had said and then looked at Gibbs. "The man who's murder Jasper witnessed was a very important FBI agent. The FBI is investigating, but they asked if we would take care of their witness. I'm placing under you're care seeing as how you are my best agent. This kid is rather important and we can't let anything happen to him. Gibbs. He stays at your house after hours, and at NCIS during the day. Can you do that?" Vance seemed a bit skeptic, wondering if Gibbs would be angry for having to take on such an assignment as this one. It just seemed that Jethro had a soft spot for kids and had a way with them. Then again, this was a twenty-three year old man...not exactly still a child. He handed Jethro a file. "this is information about Jasper, his allergies, medications, anything important including birth certificate and all. Good luck." Vance went back to his office and left Gibbs with the kid.

Tony and Ziva were staring intently at Jasper, making him squirm. "Oi! Stop that!" He whined at them and Tony smirked. "You're a model. People stare at you all the time." Jasper went red in the face and stood up, pointing a narrow finger at Tony. "Nein! No one stares! Camera is all that looks at me!" Ziva frowned. "You don't go to shows or anything?" Jasoer snickered. "I'm a model for a clothing line, not a dog." She held her hands up in surrender. "I don't like you people." He complained and then gasped as he saw the game McGee was playing. "Oooo!!!! Is that world of witchcraft?" Tim looked up and seemed surprised. "Yeah...?" Jasoer smiled. "I love that game! I have it back at home in Germany, but I didn't bring it along." Tim pulled a chair up so Hasper could watch, and the two ranted about geek stuff. Tony started laughing uncontrolably. "He's a nerd!!! Boss, maybe he should stay with McGeek!!"

(nice tony impersonation :3 okay let's see what I can do here)

(ugh i hate distractions)

"So, he sees someone gets killed, and is afraid the guy will come after him?" Gibbs asks not as surprised as most would sound if something like this would happen. Gibbs liked the idea of McGee keeping an eye on the boy, so he had an idea of his own "Alright, McGee, during the day I want you to entertain Jasper here, Tony I want you to find out whatever you can about this Alex and where he is, Ziva you are going to come with me to the site. Let's go people, let's go" Gibbs said grabbing his jacket and coffee heading back out the way he came in.

((yes, distractions are frustrating.))

McGee nodded. "Ok boss." He let Jasper onto the computer, and the guy started playing, his eyes glazing over as he played. "This is so cool." He muttered. Tony was clearly not approving as he was told that he had to look up Alex. "What's his last name?" Tony asked Jasper. "Hmm? O, it's Vargas." He informed him. Ziva followed Gibbs to the crime scene.

Once at the crime scene, Ziva saw the body, but another body could be spotted in the distance. This one was clearly just killed, seeing as how he was still warm. She identified the body, using fingerprints. He was clearly Alexander Vargas. "Hey boss?" she called. "I found Alex." She said grimly, standing over the body.

Gibbs walked over to the first body and glanced around, there had to be something around here with some sort of clue. Hearing Ziva say she found the friend to Jasper, he stood up walking over to her, "Looks like a stab wound, loss of blood probably killed him" this was going to be hard to tell Jasper when they would get back to the office. "Don't tell anyone, we don't need him to freak out with McGee or anyone else" you never know what the director might say or do. Gibbs already had to deal with two bodies, possibly two murders, linked or not, and a kid who had yet to find out his friend was dead.

(I have a slight idea for Emily, the girl above, since she is a minor character)

Gibbs looked up, his eyes locked on something, more like someone, and he didn't yet move. He saw a young girl not too far away, she had long blonde hair almost to her waist and blue eyes. The common appearance for anyone who was a pedophile to take her, however, she didn't look harmed at all. Nor did she look scared, Gibbs stood up, his brows furrowed with confusion. The girl wore a long sleeveless white summer dress and matching sandals with flowers on the side. What was a girl doing out here during a crime scene, when Gibbs took a step towards her, she turned on her heel and ran off. He ran around the body chasing after her.

However, when he got to where she was, he looked around, there was nothing, and no one around. He kept looking for a clue, there had to be something, however, nothing was there. 'Who was she?' he thought to himself wondering where the child came from and went when there was no place but trees around. Walking back to Ziva and the body, he said "Keep an eye out for anyone and let me know if you see anything" he said as he knelt down to look back at the body.

((wanna give me a clue about Emily? :D))

Sucky arrived at the scene and examined each body, finding out who they were and trying to see how 'fresh.' they were. He hadn't heard Gibbs say not to give information on who they were, and Ziva was busy looking out to tell Ducky not to let anyone know about Alex being dead. He sent the news to Vance as he was supposed to, and to Tony so the man wouldn't have to work on finding the friend anymore.

Ziva was looking around, not knowing what Gibbs was looking for. She herself hadn't seen the girl, and she wondered what Gibbs wanted her to look for. She had a hand on her weapon, and was paying Ducky no mind at all as he did his thing and told Tony the news of Alex's death. She yelled for her boss. "Gibbs? What's going on?!"

Tony had been looking up stuff on Alexander when he got a text from Ducky, giving him the news. He felt grim and turned to Jasper who was off of the computer and talking to mcGee. "Tim." He told McGee, and wanted his partner to tell Jasper. Tony didn't want to have to deliver the bad news to the emotional male model. Tom wasn't sure how to break it to him, and had no idea Gibbs didn't want him to know. "Jasper..." Tim said and the guy just looked at him cheerfully. "Hmm?" That made this six hundred times harder. "They found Alex." Jasper's eyes lot up and he smiled, hugging McGee. "I just knew your people vould find him and..." McGee cut him off. "Jasper, he's dead." He looked at the sudden attitude change and sighed. "He was murdered." The German's face paled and he leaned over the trash can, puking his guts out into it. Tom felt awful as Jasper continued to vomit. He had never seen anyone take bad news like that, only heard of people becoming that upset. Tim wasn't sure how to handle this. He took Jasper to Abby, and hoped she could help the man.

Tony regretted telling Tim to break it to Jasper. Now he'd have to call his boss and explain why the kid was all messed up. He called Ziva. "Hey..." She answered and he sighed. "Hey Ziva...we um...we told Jasper that Alex is dead..he won't stop throwing up..." Ziva went pale. "How did you even know to tell him?!" Tony paused. "Ducky told us." Ziva felt nervous. Now she'd have to tell Gibbs.

(sure I'll pm you, but, keep in mind most of this is out of random thoughts)

"It's fine Ziva, just get back to work" it seems that Gibbs was the one that saw the girl and the others hadn't, he didn't understand why, but, the little girl reminded him of his daughter Kelly. And with that he was going to be determined to figure out who the girl was. "I'm going to take a look around" Gibbs stated as he walked out a little further looking around, there had to be a reason for the girl to be there, even out of curiosity. Not to mention where had she gone off to?

Abby was in her office, doing the usual, blaring her music, wearing her Gothic styling clothes, and drinking a big cup of soda. She loved it when Gibbs brought her those sodas and they could last all day or at least half of the day at least. It was always a way to make her smile, when McGee walked in with Jasper, she was confused, but, realized someone must have been dead. She was used to that and was fine with the dead being dead. It's how things were. "Hey, what happened?" she asked probably knowing the answer as she walked over to hug the other man.

Ziva was glad he wasn't angry. She went back to what she was doing, and Ducky loaded up the bodies. Ziva jumoed down to we're Gibbs was to tell him they had finished up. "Are you ready to go back?" She asked him, really worried with the way he was acting. "Did you see something?" She asked, looking at him suspiciously. She hadn't seem him act so weird in a long time. "we have to solve this case." She informed him, although she was sure he already knew that. "I'm sure Jasper needs you. You seem to be good with people, young and old." She wasn't sure we're Jasper fell in that. He was a man, but seemed to have the mind of a teenage girl. It kind of annoyed her. She liked her men tough and husky, not weak and weepy. She was also convinced he was gay. "Gibbs? How are you going to keep that kid in your house at night? He has to be gay. Does that not bother you, or did you even notice?" She was worried about it all. "I could ask Vacne if I could keep him if you'd like." She knew that the director would just say no to that and yell at them for asking. He clearly trusted Gibbs more than any of them.

Jasper stiffened in Abby's arms. "Are you ok?" Tim asked and Jasper tried to stay as calm as possible. "I-I...ve veren't all 'zat close... Ve just worked together. It's just hard to think about him being...dead..." Abby was hugging him tightly. "Don't worry. Gibbs will keep you safe, and he'll be here soon enough to take you home with him. We don't work much longer. I'm sure you're tired and need rest." She was striking his back in the most soothing of ways. "I certainly hope Je can keep Je safe..." He muttered

"Yea let's get back" Gibbs switched back to his serious and alert mode as he listened to Ziva and what she had to say about the boy as they got back into the vehicle to head back with the evidence gathered. "Ziva" Gibbs started, his voice a warning "No matter what that boy is, no matter if he is gay or not, we do not judge our victims" "I will watch over him, he will stay with me, he will not be harmed, and nothing will happen." Gibbs added as a final word that this discussion was closed for good.

Gibbs was annoyed now, the little girl showed up and left without a trace, Jasper found out about his friend being dead which wasn't good news at all. And now he had to take the kid in at his house, he'd have to set some rules that was for sure. But, not tonight, the kid would need to sleep more than anything. They got back at the office "Where's Jasper, DeNozzo" Gibbs ordered "Downstairs with Abby and McGee" he stood up stating and being serious. "Well, get him up here now" "On it, boss" he stated calling down to the room where Abby worked as McGee picked up the phone and Tony told him what he had to do and then hung up.

Ziva knew she shouldn't have even brought that up now that she saw how of made Gibbs act. She's always know he wasn't homophobic, she had just wanted to help of he really didn't want this assignment. She wouldn't want to have to care for a
Lesbian for fear that they would peak at her. Then again, Gibbs was a good bit older than Jasper, so the boy probably wouldn't want him in that way. Or at least she hoped.

Jasper was brought back upstairs as requested by Gibbs. He had a more than blank expression that seemed lifeless as emotionless. He was taking all of this really hard, and didn't have any idea how to react. He just stared at Gibbs with that same blank expression, his Blue-green eyes full of sorrow and pain that only came from death. He was glad when the work hours for NCIS were over, and he was taken back to Gibbs house. He had to wonder of the guy was going to break the rules to him or whatever. He thought the house was rather empty, kind of plain looking.

Once in the house, Jasper wandered off, wanting to be alone for a while. He wandered into the basement, seeing the wood work. He didn't know that Gibbs came down here often, and so determined to hid here for a whole just so he'd get a chance to be alone. He started to sing, not liking the silence.

He sand a traditional German lullaby, and feel asleep on the stairs.

(lol i understood most of that song and was like o.o well that's new :3 lol)

Gibbs had driven them to the house and then made something for them both to eat figuring the boy would be hungry. However, he noticed it was too quiet and went to look for him, he almost started to panic until he opened the door to downstairs where the boat he was currently working on sanding was at. "Jasper?" he asked, but, saw him asleep on the stairs and sighed. This was going to be alot of work it seemed. Walking down to the boy he placed one arm around the boy's waist and the other to hold the boy up with the boy's arm around his neck taking him upstairs to sleep.

Gibbs didn't want the boy to sleep in his room, nor did he want him to sleep on the couch, and the only room was his daughter's room. He took the boy to his room and laid him down on the bed taking off his shoes and socks while covering him up. Leaving the lights off, the door cracked, and the hall light on. Gibbs made room on the couch kicking off his shoes and socks after putting up the dinner and went to lay down on the couch with the warm, thin blanket, and his pillow.

((yes, it's an old German lullaby. I think it's cute.))

Jasper slept pretty well, not aware of where he was or what had happened. He started to dream, then his dreams turned to nightmares. He dreamed of his own death. He was laying on the ground, shot up and bloody. He shivered and tossed around in his sleep before waking completely and screaming at the tip of his lungs. He was drenched in cold sweat and he shivered rapidly. He felt sick at his stomach again and he hoped Gibbs was to fast asleep to have waken at the sound of his cry. He didn't want to bother the man who was helping him. He tried to sing again, repeating the lullaby over and over in a shaken tone, trying to calm himself. His mother used to sing this to him, and he hoped that it would help. It had always helped when his mother sang to him. It seemed to get rid of the bad dreams and make him sleep peacefully. He hadn't had his mother in many years though. She'd passed away when he was young, and he wished that she could be here just to sing.

Gibbs woke to the sound of screaming and had already been up running to his bedroom. He was used to waking up while being on edge of things when there was someone to protect. He couldn't protect Kelly, but, he could damn well try to protect everyone else. "Jason" he called out as the door opened, Gibbs had his gun out and pointing while he looked around. He put it down, the safety back on, as it now sat in the dresser drawyer and closed up.

Sitting on the edge of the bed Gibbs figured the boy had nightmares about seeing his friend dead or thinking someone was coming after him. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked in his normal tone sitting on the side of the bed closest to Jason trying to keep the boy calm.

Jasper wiped beads of sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath, closing his eyes very briefly. "I am fine." He assured Gibbs and then laid back down. "You may go back to bed. I will be...wait!" He looked around at his surroundings and then stood up. "Nein! I will not put you out of your own bed!" He was puzzled as to why he was here anyway. When had he fallen asleep, and when had Gibbs moved him up here? He couldn't really remember. "I can sleep on ze couch." He grabbed one of the two pillows and started to walk out of the bedroom. He couldnt believe that man would give up his own place just for someone he hardly knew. It kind of made him smile, but at the same time he couldn't let the guy do that for him. He wasn't some spoiled brat, even if that's what others thought. He was a gentleman, or he tried to be.

"Woah, woah, woah, slow down there kid" Gibbs said as he stood up getting the kid's attention and somewhat blocking his way from the door to the hallway. "It's best if you slept back here in my room, there isn't any windows or other ways to get in besides the door itself, unless they made a hole in the roof, but, I doubt that would happen" Gibbs said as he took the pillow and tossed it back on the bed. "It's no big deal, I don't mind sleeping on my own couch from time to time" Which he normally did, but, he wouldn't tell anyone that.

He frowned. "NO!" He yelled and collapsed onto Gibbs. "I can't I'm sorry..not unless you sleep in here too....i mean...not in the same bed..I'll um..sleep on the floor." He was blushing like mad and backed away. "Besides. vouldn't it be better if you would keep an eye on me yes?" He made a little place on the floor to sleep. "That might cure my nightmares too."

(im doing art so please excuse small posts in any of the stories)

Gibbs caught Jasper as he collapsed and held him up keeping the balance leveled. Gibbs was starting to think that Ziva earlier was right about what she said, however, that wouldn't bother him. Gibbs sighed leaving the room and grabbing his pillow bringing it back to the bedroom and putting it in his spot to sleep. "I will only sleep in here if you sleep in the bed too, if not I'll sleep on the couch" he was half tempted just to make a lot of coffee and stay awake working. But, he knew the boy needed something to ease his troubles and being alone wasn't helping it anymore.

"W-What?! Vhat!! Vhat are you saying!" He was sure he wasn't why Gibbs had even offered. "O-ok..as long as that doesn't bother you..." He climbed into the bed beside him and then laid back. "As long as zis isn't to much to ask of you." He felt like he might explode. His breath betrayed him, hitching slightly. He knew this man was a stranger. A much older stranger. He just felt strange. "I'm going to ze restroom." He got up and ran to the john. "Vhat is wrong vis me.." He groaned. He looked at his face which was flushed and slightly sweaty. "I have gotz to calm down." He washed his face and then climbed back into bed beside Gibbs. "Alright. I do believe I will be better now."

(Your character almost reminds me of Kurt from x-men just better with the accent)

Gibbs had laid down under the covers now, he had his eyes closed, and was already half asleep. His breathing was even and he was glad to be on his mattress again. The last time he slept in his bed was three nights ago, he had a nightmare about his family again, and didn't want to be in the room. Needed a change of atmosphere for awhile. "Goodnight..." Gibbs mumbled half yawning and falling asleep.

(Well thank you :D wait, that's a good thing right?)

Jasper stared at the sleeping form of his protector. Why was this so very awkward for him? He tried to sleep, but could not do it. He got up and went down into the kitchen. He looked around and got a glass, pouring himself a glass of tea. He sighed and leaned over the couch, Staring into space. He was rather depressed and it was just hitting him. He sighed again and took another sip. It was then that he heard a noise. His first instinct was to investigate. Honestly? What could happen. It wasn't until to late that he realized what was making the noise. It had been coming from the basement, a soft sound of something he couldn't identify. He looked into the room and saw a man. He was sawing apart the boat that was there. "What ze hell are you doing!" He yelled, not thinking. The man pulled out a gun and he backed up. "Well hello." He hummed quietly at Jasper. The man was staring at Jasper and Jasper was backing away slowly. "Don't bother running....please..make this easier for us both." Jasper opened his mouth, but no noise came out.

(Yes, I love accents, and I love it when they show in a story)

Gibbs won't to someone yelling something and turned over to see if Jasper was still there. Gibbs reached his hand over there and before you knew it he was up off of his bed down trying to figure out where the sound came from. He had his gun out and pointing around until he realized the basement door was opened. "Jasper" Gibbs whispered as he opened the door carefully and descended down the stairs to see a man and Jasper. The man had a gun pointing at Jasper "Freeze! Put the gun down!" Gibbs moved over within that small distraction and stood between the man with the gun and Jasper. Better for him to get hurt than the kid.

Jasoer could see the outline of a knife in Gibbs' poket, and reached in, grabbing it. He saw the guy with the gun wasn't really planning on lowering his weapon, and there was no way Jasper was going to just stand around and watch Gibbs get shot. He hurled the knife full speed and it landed in between the guy's eyes. "Before you ask, I am from east Germany. My father was a badass, and Vell, ok, so I know how to throw knifes." He hoped he wouldn't be in legal trouble for that. "You have self defense laws here right?" He looked at Gibbs nervously. "I really do not think zat I could make it in ze prisons of America."

(I need coffee *goes to get it*)

Gibbs waited, he felt a hand go into his pocket, and he knew his pocket knife was taken from it. Gibbs watched the other man go down before he had a chance to say anything else to him. Walking over to the man, Gibbs took note that he was dead, "Well, we're not getting anything from him" Gibbs sighed and said "You'll be fine, it was in self defense, for now let's just get upstairs and we'll call someone to come pick him up in the morning" Gibbs stated as he walked up the steps making Jasper go up the steps first, he would have to claim his knife back later. After they went upstairs, Gibbs made sure to call someone about the body, and then double checked the house locking it up. Walking back into the bedroom that he had made Jasper stay in until he was done, he just wanted to finish up the last couple of hours left.

(i took a shower ^^)

Jasper all the sudden hung his head in shame. He figured Gibbs was mad at him for killing someone they would've gotten information from. "I-I'm sorry..I thought he might shoot you. It didn't look like he was planning on dropping that gun." He felt pretty useless and in the way of the whole investigation. He guessed that was just how it went. He climbed into the bed while Gibbs cleaned up and checked all of the windows and doors to be sure the house was locked up tight. He was sure he wouldn't be getting any sleep for a while now. He had just killed a man. That wasn't something he had ever done and the feeling in his chest wasn't a good one. He felt dirty and he had the blood of another man on his hands. How was he supposed to live like that? He hadn't even thought before he killed the man. He'd just taken action and now he had committed murder and hindered the investigation of his own friend's murder. He stared off into space, a deep frown lining his mouth.