Time adjusted. Post Buffy series. Harry Potter Book 5

(Sorry don't have my Harry Potter book on me so the scene might not be exactly right)

Harry and Dudley were walking along an alley on the way back to their home at #4 Privet Drive when they meet up with a man a few years older than they were. The most interesting thing about the man was that he was wearing an eye patch.

"Boys," the man said as a greeting. "Out kind of late, ain't ya."

"What business is it to you," Dudley said in a snide tone of voice.

The young man smirked. "Just saying it's late. Being out late isn't always a good thing."

"Thanks for the advice," Harry said as he grabbed hold of Dudley's arm and pulled him towards home. "We're heading home anyways."

 Dudley pulled his arm out of Harry's hand. "You can!" he snapped. "But I ain't listening to any damn Yank."

Harry was about to say something when he suddenly notices that it air had gotten colder and it seems more dark and gloomy. "Dudley," Harry said, his tone of voice carrying an unspoken warning.

The man and Dudley turned to Harry.

"Something coming," the man said and then as if my magic a battle ax appeared in his hands. "You boys better run home right now."

But before either boy could react, they were attacked.

Harry watched in horror as two Dementors attack the man, his cousin and himself. He struggled to grasp his wand as the Dementor latches his mouth onto the young man's lips and started to suck the soul out of him.

Suddenly the Dementor, who was sucking the soul out of the American, back off with a cry of angst. The young man dropped to his knees coughing and hacking.

"Damn thing taste like the chicken Buffy cooked last time," the man said to himself as he picked up this battle ax.

In (enter year), a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem...if no one else can help...and if you can find them...maybe you can hire...The A- Team

A family who's daughter has been kidnapped turns to the A-Team for help when law enforcement can't or won't help them.

They tell the A-Team that before their daughter vanished they had been approached by a one-eyed man who tried to convince them to send the girl to his school.  He claimed that their daughter was special.  They refused and later she vanished.

~*~

Possible options:

The girl did run away to the Slayer school when he parents said no.

The girl did run away but did so to save her life since her parents believe she's possessed or have made a pack to gian her super strength or magic.

The girl was kidnapped by some unknown, possible demon or military

"H!" Erie called out as he hurried toward Horatio.

"Yes, Erie?" Horatio Caine said as he turned to his CSI agent.

"I have the blood work from the kidnapping," Erie said as he handed Caine the folder he was carrying.

Caine opened the folder and read the report. "Interesting."

"Yeah. I ran the blood work a second time once I saw the results," Erie said.

 "Hmmm."

"Yeah. How could Speed's blood be at the crime scene?" Erie said.

"That's something I intend to find out."

~*~

Somehow Speed has been sent back as a child and ended up in Xander's protection (Either he was cloned by the military or some crazed scientist or sent back to Earth because he was such a pain to whoever was in charge)

Now while in Miami, Xander and little Speed are kidnapped by either some supernatural element, military/government bad guys or for an unusual change just some common everyday bad guy (Hey they could think they could collect a ransom since Xander is on the board of an international charity. They're sure the place will cough up some money for him and his brat)

What happens next is up to you

The police have become interested in a small group that had moved into their fair town. Now normally the police won't take interest in anyone who moved into the town but this group is different.

First off the group is comprised most of young beautiful girls who are in they're mid-teens to early twenties. Next is a couple young geeky boys; the type of boys who would be found going to D&D gaming or sci-fi/fantasy conventions. These boys would be the ones lusting after the beautiful girls and never hanging around them like they do in this group. And finally there is Xander Harris. Somehow this one eyes man control the girls and geeky boys.

Fearing that this group might be some danger cult they try to slip a spy among them only to have them turned around. When they try to question the members of the cult they are met by silence and lawyers.

~*~

Ok it was more of a idea than a bunnie. Not really sure what universe you could cross it with. The Sentinel? Criminal Minds?

I have no clue how my boss and me got on this conversation but he was telling me about an old esp of JAG that he rewatched last night in which on of the characters went into labor and then everything decended into insanity until the Admiral stepped in and delievered the baby.

 Of course this bunnie hopped in and suggest that Xander should deliever a baby.

Who's baby is it? Is it Abby from NCIS? Or Alexx from CSI Miami?

How old is Xander? Is it the young Xander who probably faint, post graduation Xander will probably faint later or post Africa Xander with a 'been there done that' attitude

What if it's a breech or a blue baby?

What if Gibbs or Caine rush in thinking that Xander is a bad guy and is hurting thier ladies

We assumed that when Ethane did his magic on the Halloween costume that the soul or personality of the person who was wearing it was shoved into the background and the character came forward but what if that isn't exactly what happened?

What if soul/personality of the character and the soul/personality of the wear were switched? So while Soldier Boy finds himself on the streets of Sunnydale, Xander finds hismelf wherever the soldier came from.

Options: This would be more interesting if Xander was able to get his hands on some other type of costume.

For example Batman: In Sunnydale Batman is now fighting vampires, thieves and mosnters while in the Batcave the Bat Clan is trying to figure out what to do with the person who is now possessing Batman's body.

Or how about Wolverine: Imagine Wolverine running around Sunnydale and poor Xander suddenly finding himself in the Danger Room.

Setting: Post Initiative

Team Gibbs has been sent to Sunnydale to investigate the death of a number of Marines. Since Gibbs more or less bleed, sweat and thinks as a Marine some of the demons of the team thinks that Team Gibbs is start of Initiative 2.0. So in order to stop this mistake from happening again they capture the team and drag them to Willy's.

Willy takes one look at Team Gibbs and decides that he better call someone in before someone doesn't something stupid and bring trouble down on all of them. He has a demon go and ask Xander to come to the bar.

Xander has always had to ability to 'see' the truth about someone and while the girls and Giles have ingored Xander and his ability the demon community has not.

When Xander arrives at the bar, Willy puts him to work questioning the prisoners about who they are and exactly why they're in Sunnydale.

~*~

Options (Not required): I will admit I am not a fan of Ziva so if at all possible would someone write it so that she was there to collect Dr Walsh's work for use by her own government while using the investigation as a cover. Getting Dr Walsh's work is more important that anything else and Ziva is order to break her cover if necessary. If you don't want to use this part of the idea, that ok too.

Another option is for Gibbs to find out that Xander is his son or Tony to discover his baby half-brother.

Slash is always a welcomed option.

Also Gibbs recruiting Xander for his team and Xander telling the girls off.

I have to admit coming up with an original mermaid bunnie is not easy! But I think I did it.

One thing I forgot to mention in this bunnie is that Xander is a Navy Seal. After graduation he left Sunnydale for the Navy

~*~

"Which one of you did it?" Abby demanded as she stormed into the pit. "Which one of you screwed up the evidence?"

"What are you talking about Abby?" McGee asked tentatively.

"I'm talking about which one of you had shark for lunch or dinner or whatever," Abby spouted, "before collected evidence for the Harris case. All the blood evidence is contaminated with it."

"What type of shark?" Tony asked as he studied something on his computer screen

"Mako," Abby answered. "And some other types of fish, not that any of that matters since one of you mess up the evidence."

"None of us did," Tony said. "It turns out that our good Sgt. Harris was experimented on when in high school. Seems as if the swim coach wanted a winning season so he exposed the swim team to fish DNA including that of Mako shark."

Everyone looked at DiNozzo in surprised but Abby summed it up best when she exclaimed, "No way!" before rushing over to Tony's desk and pushing him out of the way so she could read the screen. "That is so cool and so wrong," she babbled as she ready the computer files. "This must mean that whoever attack Harris must have been on the swim team with him. Maybe someone who was exposed more than he had been since their blood had a higher amount of fish DNA than Harris."

"Then get me a list of who was on that swim team," Gibbs ordered.

"What about Harris's family," Ziva asked her leg in a cast. "They might be able to tell us something."

"No go on that," Tony chimed in. "In Harris's file he has listen that under no circumstance was anyone to contract his family."

"Anti-military?" McGee asked.

Tony shook his head. "More like bad parents," Tony said before adding on softly. "Worst than mine."

Gibbs shoots DiNozzo a concern look having heard his soft-spoken comment.

"Boss, we got a hit," McGee said. "I was able to find a member of the swim team living in the area."

"That was fast, probie," Tony said.

"I was able to narrow the search of military personal by using the criteria of Sunnydale and swim team," McGee explain.

"Get on with it McGee," Gibbs growled.

"Yes, boss," McGee said quickly. "SGT. Thomson, Marine Corp was on the Sunnydale Swim Team with Harris."

"Location?" Gibbs snapped.

"Right, boss," McGee said as he hurriedly wrote down Thomson's home address and handed it over.

"DiNozzo with me. McGee find me the rest of that swim team. Ziva find what you can that town," Gibbs said as he walked towards the elevator.

~*~

"Thomson?" Gibbs called out to the man who was spraying down his car, a bucket of soapy water at his feet.

"Yeah?" Thomason replied as he turned off the hose.

"Special Agent Gibbs," Gibbs said as he held up his badge. With a nod of his head towards Tony, he added in, "DiNozzo."

Thomason nodded his head as a greeting, his confusion evident on his face. "So what can I do for NCIS this morning?"

"Do you recognize this man?" Gibbs demanded as he held up a photo of Sgt. Harris.

"Xander," Thomason said in disbelief as he took the photo from Gibbs' hands. "Xander Harris. Never expect him to go Navy. So what happened to him?" Thomason handed back the photo to Gibbs.

"What make you think something happened? " DiNozzo asked.

"NCIS shows up at my door asking about a man I haven't see since graduation," Thomason replied. "Something had to happened to him. Xander was too much of a good guy to hurt someone who didn't deserve it."

"Harris was attacked some time yesterday night," Gibbs replied. "We're trying to find who did it."

"He ok?" Thomason asked.

"The doctors are hopeful," DiNozzo replied.

"Good. That's good. Xander's one of the good guys," Thomason said. "So what does this have to do with me? I mean I haven't see Xander in years."

"Some of the evidence we collected pointed that Harris' assailant might have been a member of the Sunnydale swim team," Gibbs said as he watch Thomason carefully.

"The swim team," Thomason echoes back the words as he licked his lips nervously. "Where… where was Xander attacked at?"

Gibbs' eyes narrowed. "On the beach."

Thomason looked towards the East towards the ocean. He then looked up and down the street. Swallowing nervously he said, "I think we better that this inside."

Gibbs nodded his head and allowed Thomason to lead the way. As soon as Thomason was in the door he hurried to a closet and pulled out a gun case. Opening the case Thomason pulled out the gun, loaded it before tucking in to the back of his pants.

Taking a deep breath, Thomason turned to the agents. "Want a drink?" he asked.

"No thank you," Gibbs replied as DiNozzo shook his head.

"Ok," Thomason replied before getting a glass and pour himself two fingers of an amber colored liquid, which he immediately gulped down before pouring himself another two fingers of the liquid.

"I used to love the ocean," Thomason said. "Used to love swimming and surfing. The whole team loved it but that was before Coach Marin. Now I can't go in it anymore, not know what's out there. Hell whenever we're assign to sea, I'm always inside. The only time I see the sky is when we're at port"

"And what is out there?" Gibbs asked.

"The unlucky ones," Thomason said taking a sip from his glass. "Me, Xan, the others you guys are probably looking up… we're the lucky one. Not you could tell us that well we were have a total blood transfers or when the doctors told us we could never have kids. That will either be shooting blanks or the kid would never develop correctly. Most of us got snipped the next day. Couldn't take a change that one of us would have a child like the unlucky ones."

"The unlucky ones?" Gibbs said, leaning forward as if to put pressure on Thomason to tell him everything.

"Not everyone got the same number of doses from the Coach. The ones who had some talent, who with the right training could have gone all the way… they received more doses from the Couch," Thomason explained. "They're the unlucky ones."

"And where are this unlucky ones?" Gibbs demanded. Thomason nodded his head in the direction of the ocean. "Out there someplace. They escape to the ocean after eating the Coach."

The Bermuda Triangle boundary is made up of 3 points, San Juan, Puerto Rico and... Miami.

So into your mixing bowl added in one Xander Harris, one character of CSI Miami (I perfer Caine for my mix) and finally add in the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle. Mix well. Bake in a 350 degree overn for 20 minutes. Serve with vanilla ice cream.

What if Initiative has decide to make LJ Gibbs and Xander Harris a daughter? She would have Gibbs's eyes and Harris's hair. Xander's pout and Gibbs' steely glare.

But it's not the daughter that the world should fear but the fathers as they argue out how they're going to raise her and how they work together to anyone who threatens a single hair on her head.

I can see demons posting guards upon her so they don't have to worry about the fathers ending the world

~*~

With his weapon pointed at the brutish looking demon before him, Gibbs growled, "What are you doing here?"

The demon licked his lips nervously. "Sir," the demon said respectfully. "I've been ordered by the High Council to guard and protect your daughter at all cost, sir."

"Why?" Gibbs snapped.

"Sir. The High Council is afraid that if anything ever happens to her that you and her other father would destroy the world," the demon replied.