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The
book of Dendeyra

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Charmed or NCIS,
though I wish I did. (*sighs*) No, I only borrowed them for this fic and will
return them unharmed � more or less � after finishing. In the meantime you know
that I am not a native English speaker, so please be kind if you see grammar or
spelling mistakes.
Warnings: mild Slash of the Gibbs/DiNozzo-pairing (in later
chapters), a bit of violence (but nothing major or overly graphic)
Genre: Action, Fantasy, Romance, Drama
Feedback: Yes please! (nods eagerly)

Author note: This is my first crossover of Charmed/NCIS. I am
putting this under the �NCIS�-Category, because this story will be
Tony-centric.

Chapter
1:
An unexpected encounter

�Oh come on�, Tony mumbled
to himself, running at a steady but fast pace through the labyrinth of streets.
He was persuing one of their suspects, who had bolted the second he had seen
the NCIS Agents at the front door. �It�s not as if you are really fast enough
to outrun me, buddy�, the young agent continued under his breath, as he put on
a bit more speed to diminish the distance between himself and the fleeing Petty
Officer even more.
Tony smiled to himself, when he saw his �prey� throwing a look over his
shoulder and dark eyes widen in fright when the Petty Officer realized that the
NCIS Agent was catching up more and more on him. The young man tried to run
faster and doubled left and right in hopes of gaining more distance again � but
it was in vain because Tony hadn�t been the star on his track team in high
school for nothing. Running had always been one of his favourite sports and
combined with his training as an NCIS agent Tony was in an excellent physical
shape. It was one of the reasons he hadn�t needed Gibbs� bark of �DiNozzo� to
know it was up to him to follow the fleeing Petty Officer and bring him back
for questioning. He was easily the fastest runner of Gibbs� team.
The second he had seen the
young man turning for flight Tony used his knowledge from his time on his track
team, letting the Petty Officer setting their pace at first, because he knew
the suspect was running as fast as he could and would probably tire soon. And
he was right, because the young Navy Officer had trouble keeping up his speed,
starting to sound like an asthmatic wheezing for air.
Now it wouldn�t be long
until Tony could arrest him and bring him back to Gibbs. Not slowing down one
bit Tony rounded a street corner and then grinned to himself. Luck seemed to be
on his side today, because the Petty Officer had run into a dead end. The
street narrowed down and the wall at the end was too high to climb over. In his
haste to get away from Tony the young man had not noticed that until the point
it was too late for him to escape his persuer anymore.
Now he came to a faltering
stop in front of the high wall, breathing heavily from his run. The Petty
Officer turned desperate eyes to the left and right, but couldn�t see another exit
than the way he had come from.
Tony had stopped as well, not nearly as tired as his prey and now slowly
advanced, reaching for his handcuffs to arrest the suspect. �Petty Officer
Laran, I put you under arrest for��, Tony started.
Then he stopped in mid-sentence
and acted purely on instinct, when the other man turned around. It saved his
life that he trusted the sudden feeling of looming danger in the air and dove
for cover. The next second a fireball scorched the place where he had been
standing before and would have surely burned him to an untimely death. Tony
blinked in momentary surprise at the unexpected turn of events, but recovered
fast. Crouching behind the garbage can he used for cover, Tony grabbed his gun
and cautiously peered around the edge in search of his
prey-suddenly-turned-hunter. Only his quick reflexes saved him from a second
fireball the size of a tennisball.
�Woah�, Tony muttered to
himself, still a bit shocked. He had expected to be attacked when he finally
cornered the Petty Officer, ok � but not in form of thrown fireballs.
Gunbullets, stones, even a desperate bodily attack, yes. But fireballs? Well,
no. But seemingly that was what he got now.
Sighing deeply and preparing
himself for breaking his cover and taking down his attacker with some
well-placed gun shoots, Tony jumped a bit, when he suddenly felt and saw a warm
glow around his neck. Blinking he opened his jacked and grabbed for the glowing
object, which turned out to be a very ancient-looking amulet. It was silver and
divided into several parts, which were decorated with elegant, foreign-looking
symbols. One of these symbols was currently glowing slightly and giving off the
warmth Tony could feel.
Greem eyes widening in
sudden complete understanding what was happening and who � or better what
� Petty Officer Laran was, Tony cursed lowly but viciously under his breath. If
Gibbs, Kate or the rest of his team would have heard him right now, they would
have been stunned by the temper the young agent suddenly expressed. It was partly
in denial, partly in shock � but most of all angry acceptance at the unexpected
turn in his life, that he felt the need to curse.
Tony snapped back to the present, when a volley of fireballs hit the
garbage can he had found cover behind. One of the attacks set the garbage on
fire and the NCIS agent knew he had to act fast now. The increasing heat
prevented him from hiding any longer. It was simply too dangerous because the
garbage can could explode one minute or the other. Closing his left hand around
the amulet, Tony whispered a name he hadn�t said for almost two decades :
�Rethron�I could need your help, old friend.�
Then he took a deep breath,
clutched his gun tighter and then straightened slowly behind the flaming
barrier. His whole body tensed in anticipation, the young agent tried to hear
where his attacker was. He could distinguish foot steps coming nearer and then
another attack of fireballs pounded against the burning garbage can.
Mentally counting to three,
Tony left his cover. Diving into a sideway roll, he searched for the Petty
Officer and fired two times when he saw him. That reaction was purely reflexive
from his training, because when his green eyes centered on Laran, Tony felt
like doused with ice-cold water.
He had known that the young man he had thought to be a Naval Petty
Officer wasn�t human from the minute Laran started throwing fireballs � but
knowing it and seeing it with his own eyes were two entirely different things,
Tony realized. But who would blame him?
The formerly young, skinny
and obviously not very brave man had changed into a creature from a nightmare.
Dark red skin, murderous blood-red eyes and clad in tight leather as black as
his now shoulder-length hair, Laran had a frighteningly similiarity with satan.
�Well, well, well�what do we
have here - a devil in disguise�, a
sarcastic little voice in Tony�s head commented. �He just needs his trident
and he would be the perfect image of Hell�s master.�
That �Laran� didn�t need
another weapon than his hands became clear the moment the bullets from Tony�s
gun went up in another fireball. A deeply unsettling feeling arose in the NCIS
agent when the blood-coloured eyes centered on him and a malicious grin made an
appearance on the demon�s face. Tony knew he was in a very, very dangerous
situation with limited options of survival for him. And as if to confirm his
thoughts, �Laran� conjured another, bigger fireball in his hands and made a
motion to throw it directly at Tony. But suddenly the silver amulet around
Tony�s neck glowed brighter and brighter in dual colours of red and gold until
he had to shield his eyes against the light. Warmth surrounded him like a
blanket and he could have sworn he heard voices whisper a promise of
protection. Blinking his eyes open when the glow dimmed again, Tony could only
watch in stunned silence what happened next.
At first the demon hadn�t
realized that his victim wasn�t as helpless as he had seemed against his
attacks, but when the light from the amulet surrounded Tony in a glowing shell
of powerful magic, he stopped and stared. The fireball in his hands forgotten
because of his surprise at the events, �Laran� failed to react in time.
Thunder rumbled suddenly and
the sky clouded in seconds to a threateningly dark colour. Lightning flashed in
rapid succession and some of the bolts of light headed downwards, finding
unerringly their goal. They struck �Laran� and the demon screamed in pain at
being ripped apart by the power of electricity. But it seemed as if Tony�s
protectors didn�t think that enough, because the magical shell around him
erupted in flames of angry power.
For the young agent kneeling
inside the protective circle the fire felt pleasantly warm, but when the
blazing threads of it lunged for the former Petty Officer, the demon felt
anything but pleasure. He screamed once more in pure agony and then vanished in
a column of fire.
Tony had only watched in
shocked silence, but now he grimaced and whispered: �Ouch. That had to hurt.�
He straightened up from his kneeling position and lowered his gaze onto his
medallion. �Thank you, Rethron. Thank you, Leyra, for protecting me�, he
expressed his gratitude towards his unseen helpers.
#Always.# Came the silent,
reassuring answer.
For another five minutes
Tony only stood there, calming himself and thinking about what had happened �
and what it probably meant for him. He sighed deeply and clutched his amulet
for a moment until his knuckles turned white.
He had always known what his
destiny was, but after nearly twenty years without anything magical happening
to him, he had almost forgotten about what fate had laid out for him. Memories
flooded Tony and for a desperate moment he wished for the counsel of his
beloved grandfather. But Lucas Anthony DiNozzo had died a long time ago and his
namesake realized he had to find the answers for his questions somewhere else
than getting them from the wise old man served on a silver platter. But Tony
knew someone else who would be helpful in finding out what was happening � and
these persons would need his help, too. Thinking about how abruptly his
seemingly normal life had changed into unforseeable chaos, Tony sighed deeply
once more, but then straightened to his full height. Determination settled onto
his handsome features, when he silently vowed to fulfill his destiny.
With one last look towards
the scorched place, where the disguised demon had perhaps found his end, Tony
turned and headed back towards the place where he knew the rest of his team
would be waiting for him. On the way he thought about how to explain the disappearance
of �Petty Officer Laran� and finally settled on telling Gibbs that he had lost
the suspect in the maze of streets.
Tony hated lying, especially
to his Boss. But what else could he do? There was no way he would tell him that
Laran had in reality been a demon. A high-class demon no less. Not that Gibbs
would believe him if he did, but Tony knew about the rules in regard to the
exposion of magic towards �normal� humans. It was strictly forbidden and could
have a great range of repercussions the young man didn�t even want to think
about.
Half an hour later Tony
arrived back at the house the chasing had started and like he had known, Gibbs,
Kate and McGee were impatiently waiting for him. When they saw him coming down
the street without the suspect, Kate and McGee looked surprised. Even Gibbs
blinked for a moment and Tony winced internally at the flash of disappointment
which crossed his superior�s face. It hurt him almost physically to let the
older man down, but there was no other option.
Steeling himself for a
sarcastic remark from his boss because of coming back without the suspect, Tony
was stunned when all Gibbs wanted to know was: �You alright, DiNozzo?� Blinking
in surprise Tony didn�t answer and saw a glint of concern appearing in the
other man�s ice-blue eyes. Kate and McGee joined them and Tony�s partner
repeated the question for the state of his wellbeing. Only then Tony realized
that his jacket was dirty and torn in some places. He scowled darkly at that,
but reassured his colleagues that he was unhurt. Relief flashed in varying
degrees over three faces and Gibbs started to question Tony in depth about what
had happened.
But before he had even
uttered half a question, Tony�s cell ringed loudly. Hearing the melody, Tony�s
eyes widened a bit in startlement, but with a short apology towards Gibbs he
unclipped the cell from his belt and stepped away a bit to have more privacy.
Seeing the ID confirmed what he knew because of the melody he had programmed
only for this caller.
Lifting the cell to his ear
he hadn�t even opened his mouth to say his name, when the caller on the other
end of the line demanded to know: �Are you alright? I just had a vision and you
were attacked� Tony, are you hurt? Do you need Leo to come and��
�Phee!�, Tony cut into the stream
of anxious words. �Calm down and breathe, ok?
I am alright, thanks for asking.� �Really? The vision was so�so��, a
shuddering breath came over the line and Tony tensed in reaction. It wasn�t
normal for her to be almost hysterical in fright after a vision.
Unconciously switching to
Italian, Tony soothed her with warm words, blanketing her with his deep voice
in reassurence and love until he could feel her smiling in his mind. They had
always shared a special bond, even when they were small children. He was the
only one allowed to call her Phee � and he would do almost everything to see
her happy.
�You really alright, Tony?�,
came suddenly another voice over the line. This voice was a bit more controlled
then the first, but also showed underlying fear.
�Yes, Piper. I am a bit
shaken, because I really did not expect him to turn on me the way he did. But I
am unhurt�, Tony emphazised. A sigh reached his ear and he smiled.
�Thank Godness�, Piper said
with deep relief. �We were all worried about you, Tony. Especially after Phoebe
nearly went into hysterics after her vision. Do you think you�ll be able to
visit soon? There are strange things happening here�and I mean even more so
then normal. And because of Phoebe�s vision I fear we�ll need you and�� Piper stopped,
but Tony knew what she was referring to. His destiny had finally arrived.
�I will see what I can do,
Piper�, he answered, mentally calculating how fast he could be on the way
towards San Francisco. �I still have plenty of free days � and this is a family
matter. I don�t think my boss will prevent me from leaving. I think perhaps the
day after tomorrow I can grab a flight and��
�You don�t need to fly,
Tony�, Piper intervened. She seemed to talk to someone else for some seconds,
then she continued: �Leo agreed to take you, when you are ready. Just call for
him, ok?�
�Oh, ok. Thank you. Give the boys a kiss
from me and tell Phee not to worry so much about me. We will see each other
soon�, Tony responded. Piper promised to deliver his greetings and told him to
be careful, before cancelling the call.
Tony closed his phone and
sighed again. The chaos spread faster than he had anticipated. When Phoebe had
a vision about him in danger, then the trouble was lurking nearer then he had
hoped. There really was no time to waste. He had to go to San Francisco to
discuss what he thought would happen with the sister�s and Leo � and Piper�s
words about strange things worried him deeply. His life had gone from
relatively normal to confusing and all around chaotic in mere hours.
When a hand fell onto his
shoulder, Tony almost jumped a foot in surprise and just caught himself before
lashing out in a reflexive reaction. He had been so deep in contemplation of
the situation, that he had failed to notice Kate�s arrvial next to him.
�Everything alright, Tony?�,
his partner wanted to know.
�That seems to be the
question of the hour�, Tony
thought to himself and smiled at Kate. Clipping his cell back on his belt, Tony
answered her question. �Yes and no. I am ok, but I will need some free time.�
The last words had been spoken towards Gibbs, who frowned and clearly wanted to
get a very good reason to let Tony go inmidst a running case. Tony straightened
up to his full height and softly, but determinedly continued: �I can�t tell you
the reason, Boss, but it�s very important. It�s��
�Your family?�, the
silver-haired agent cut into Tony�s explanation. The younger man blinked and
raised an eyebrow. �How do you know that?�, he asked. Gibbs� face didn�t show
any reaction, but his eyes showed more understanding than he usually would have
been.

�You were speaking Italian.�
Tony blinked again. He
hadn�t realized that. But well, if it helped his case, he wouldn�t argue. And
Phoebe and her sisters were family, so he didn�t lie when he confirmed Gibbs�
question.
�Yeah, it�s a family
matter�, he nodded and Gibbs sighed. Then he nodded curtly, which gained him a
relieved, brilliant smile form the younger agent. Gibbs� gaze softened
imperceptibly at that and he wanted to know: �How much time will you need?�
Tony shrugged. �I don�t
really know, Boss. One, maybe two weeks. I can�t really say until I know what
exactly happened.� Gibbs� didn�t seem happy to loose his best agent for such a
long time, but he nodded once more. The Senior Agent could feel, that whatever
had happened which needed Tony�s presence with his family, was of great
importance. And troubled the younger agent a great deal, because Tony�s usually
cheerfully sparkling green eyes held a serious, thoughful look with a glint of
trepidation. Gibbs felt the urge to offer Tony his help with whatever troubled
him, but squashed that thought promptly. Even if what he felt for the younger
man went far beyond a superior/subordinate-relationship, now was obviously not
the time to mention it.
Tony seemed to have enough
problems ahead.

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The book of Dendeyra

Chapter1:An unexpected encounter

Chapter
1:
An unexpected encounter