ff:Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Nineteen: Urgent Interpretation

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Title: Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Nighteen: Urgent Interpretation
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Willow is out of medical school and has been forced to work for the
CIA. Buffy is not happy about it.
Feedback: YES, HELP! Need direction, love and encouragement or the name of a
good therapist. Yes, I already know I suck big time at spelling, grammar as
well as the English Language in general
Rating: NC-17 Smut Alert.
Thanks: AnnaBar. And a Major huge like Thanks to Cheryl Hill.

Urgent Interpretation

Two weeks, it had been two whole weeks since Doyle's death. Angel seldom
left Cordelia's side; the visions started a day or two after his death.
Cordelia never seemed to stop crying. Crying for Doyle, for all the people
needing help in her visions. And then there were the messages. Every other
day Cordelia called her on the phone with a message from the powers that be.
Most of the messages went something like this: Willow, it is the time of
sunset and I believe in you, believe too."

Willow paced around her office not really getting any work done. Martha had
given her all the FBI had on Doyle's death. Kate had given her what Martha
didn't get from the LAPD. It was useless; the answer wasn't going to be on
paper or inside a book. No computer program was going to save them now. 

"And damn it why did Buffy pick now to go to Norway!" the little witch
shouted at the empty room.

"Well at least now I know why you've been acting crazy all day. You've
finally scared Elaine. Well I think you scared her, she stopped asking
questions for almost twenty minutes today, that has to be a world record."
Pam said before closing the door and sitting in one of Willow's "guest"
chairs.

Willow just threw her arms up in the air before flopping down into her own
chair.

"Do you always get this bitc... ah... well like this, when Buffy goes away
for a while. It is just a while, I mean she is coming back right." A worried
Pam asked.

"Not this bad, but I don't get those warm fuzzy feelings inside either." The
pissed off Witch said.

"Well, while you are already pissed, I might as well ask... Ellen's silence
would not be caused by witchcraft of any kind?" Pam asked putting on her
best light-hearted voice but failing terribly.

Willow began mindlessly flipping through pages on her desk. "And for the
hundredth time I am only going to say, I do not use my magic for personal
gain. Me good witch, not do nasty magic on friends." Willow was too lost in
her own thoughts to even let the question bother her.

Pam was really worried that her question didn't raise a reaction out of her
friend. The dark haired doctor took the time to look around the room. On the
corner of the desk where a small stack of cards. Pam picked up the stack
noticing the back had the words, "Chosen Ones" in a dozen languages or more.
She turned the cards around. At first glance she thought they were Tarot
cards. Seconds before returning them to the desk she saw that the top card
was "Twilight Warrior"

Pam pulled the deck back and began going through them. "Willow, what kind of
tarot deck is this, Seer, Sinner, Healer, Twilight Warrior." 

"They're not part of a Tarot deck. They're the Twelve Chosen Warriors of
Light."

"Oh." Pam said still looking at the twelve cards. "So what are the Twelve
Chosen Warriors of Light?"

Willow, still in 'mindless pissed off mood' began to babble the answer.
"There are always twelve people on Earth fighting against the darkness. Like
Buffy, she is the slayer. Look at the slayer card it has her face. Her face
on Joan of Arc's body. I don't think Buffy was real happy about that."

"And that is why she is in Norway?" Pam asked confused

"No she is in Oslo because there is a big bad ugly demon she has to kill, so
people can continue to use their cell phones without the nasty evil demon
eating them when they're dialing." Willow said, now mindlessly floating
pencils in and out of her top draw.

Raising her eyebrows, Pam said, "OK, So where did you get the cards, or is
it something they sell at K-marts."

Willow was now up to three pencils, said, "From a cosmic chess player."

"What?" Pam said totally confused.

Willow floated the pencils back in the draw and turned to Pam. "From the
Oracles." Her face was dead serious.

"I've read vague references to them, why?" Pam asked

"Why what?" Willow answered.

"Why did they give them to you?" Pam stated

"Wish I knew. No, they want me to gather them for the twilight time." Willow
said sadly

"Like the Twilight Warrior?" Pam asked

"No I know were Kir is, well most of the time I know were she is." Willow
stated as she began to levitate her paper clips and connect them together in
the air with her mind.

"You know the Twilight Warrior?"

"Yeah she and Buffy were once a hot item. Kir is ok. You may have met her
when I was under the influence of that sex-crazed spell. Actually Pam I know
most of the twelve and I have a few good guesses about the rest. Most of us
have been fighting evil most of our lives. Well most of them are my
friends."

"Normally I would say you have some serious issues with visions of grandeur,
but having met many of your friends..." Pam didn't complete the sentence.

Both women stayed quiet for a few minutes then Pam asked, "So this twilight
time it has something to do with the twilight warrior."

"Not the way you're thinking. The twilight time is like the end of days in
this cycle. Just think bad and multiply it. Doesn't really matter, it has
been my experience from my other end of the world experiences that unless
you are fighting the evil you don't notice anything outside the norm. Well
Earthquakes and stuff but for the most part you won't notice." Willow
babbled.

"You have been through other apocalypses before?" Pam asked startled.

"A few, we won, not much to tell." Willow had picked up the cards and was
looking at Kir's card. "It is so hard to see Kir as a warrior. First time I
met her she was about two and half feet tall, nothing but blue fuzz.
She was so afraid of humans."

Pam leaned over Willow and looked at the card. "Doesn't look fuzzy in the
picture."

"No when she started puberty the fuzz fell off. She grew really fast. She
looks human most of the time. With the glasses I gave her she can keep her
eyes human for most of the day. Honestly I have always liked Kir. Even when
Buffy was sleeping with her. She is a nice kid. Odd but nice. She works as
an undercover cop, LAPD. She still helps out Angel and Buffy at the drop of
a hat."

"So why is she the twilight warrior?" Pam asked. The curiosity was more then
she could bare.

"There are peaceful demon races. Not really demons. Kir is half elf and half
human. She lives in the gray between the human world and the demon world. It
some ancient writings it is called the twilight. Basically Kir has lived
most of her life in the gray, part of the human world and part of the demon
world but not really belonging to either. But that is not why she is the
Twilight warrior. She fights on the side of light yet belongs to the
twilight. Kir is Kir" Willow explained

"So you are gathering the people you know and you're like the general." Pam
asked

"Maybe, I am not sure." Willow asked puzzled

"Well what do the others say?" Pam asked

The question hit Willow like a ton of bricks. She had never considered just
asking them. "Stupid, I am so stupid, with Doyle's death I haven't even
talked to them about it." Willow screamed turning off her computer and
grabbing her coat. Pam just watched as Willow picked up her cards and left
the office.

Pam just continued to sit there soaking up information she didn't want to
believe and didn't understand. She had no idea how long she was lost in
thought when Martha stepped into Willow's office.

"Please tell me it isn't magic?" Martha asked

"What? I mean no, I was just thinking." Pam answered in a fuzzy haze of
thought.

"Well Elaine is talking off Herb's ear so I figured it wasn't magic. But now
looking at you I might have to rethink that statement. So where did
Rosenburg take off to?" Martha asked

"To save the world. And Martha I mean it literally. She has to save the
world and not for the first time. If I didn't see the things she is capable
of I wouldn't believe it. " Pam babbled

"It gives me brain lock too. I suppose I will have to list her on assignment
again. Come on Pam lets go get a couple of beers." Martha said pulling up
her colleague.

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Several hours later Willow was nervously pacing circles around the Franks
graves. The Franks were not happy to see the little witch again; her lover
wasn't even there for entertainment value. 

"Why on earth would you pick this spot for a rendezvous?" Kir asked from
almost beside the witch.

"Can you make noise when you know it's a friend or something." Willow
scalded.

"Sorry, so what's so important. And we really should move away from here.
There is some weird couple the PD keep hearing about that do... well I don't
really know what they do but it's supposed to be kinky in the extreme." Kir
said.

"Oh, I didn't think about that." Willow nervously said.

"What?" Kir asked confused by Willow's expression. 

"Kate must have mentioned something and I must have forgotten." Willow lied.

"You never forget anything...You mean you forgot why you needed to see me."
Kir asked puzzled

"Sorry. Let's go to the café down the street they have good coffee and their
bagels are fresh."

"Leave it to you and Buffy to know were all the good restaurants are near
the cemeteries. "

"What can I say, marry a slayer, know all the hot spots next to graves."

"So has Buffy ever bumped into hot crazy sex couple. From what the guys at
the station told me they aren't exactly quiet. So has Buffy seen them?"

"Possibly, I don't really want to talk about it."

"Which is a good thing, do you know the visions I have had about 'that'
couple, Willow Rosenburg." Cordelia Chase said as she tapped Willow to move
over.

"Do you know how painful my visions are, and I do not appreciate having to
watch the slayer witch S & M channel visits the graveyard. So if 'that'
couple knows what's good for them they will knock it off."

"God I am stupid, graveyard, kinky sex, I'm a cop, I should have guessed, Hi
Cordy." Kir laughed while hitting her head in a jester of stupidity.

"Happy now Cordelia?" Willow asked while blushing.

"Not really, instead of getting a simple phone call from one of my oldest
friends, I have to get yet another stupid head ache to get invited. Plus I
had to ditch dead boy. Have you ever tried to ditch Angel? Hey can I get
some coffee over here." Cordelia shouted the last sentence at the waitress. 

"I'll take some coffee too." Faith said to the waitress as she came around
the counter. "So what the hell was so important I had to 'be on time for
Cordy?" Faith then shoved Kir over and took a seat across from Cordelia in
the booth.

"You called Faith?" Willow asked Cordelia.

"Part of the vision. Hey she's your sister." Cordelia said as she checked
her spoon for cleanliness.

"That she is, actually I should have called you myself." Willow said to
Faith's surprise.

"Ok, we are all happy Miss 'Aggression 2010' is here, can you please tell me
why I am here and not at home doing homework." Kir asked.

"I need some advice. The Oracles gave Buffy and I these cards." Willow then
laid the cards on the table. "They want me to gather the twelve warrior of
light. Well I think that's what they want."

The waitress was standing at the table with her tray of coffee and bagels.
In the next second Faith had grabbed the waitress around the neck and was
knocking her into the booth on the other side of them. Kir and Willow were
helping to pull the people sitting at that booth out of the way while Cordy
grabbed the cards and stood out of the way. When the waitress knocked Faith
out the window Kir jumped in and threw a few punches before getting thrown
out the window as Faith was trying to come back through.

When Willow saw Faith go back down with Kir on top of her, She extended her
mind and the waitress was pinned against the wall.

"Who were you after?" Willow asked.

"Does it matter little witch, one dead warrior of light is as good as
another."

"You're hiding in there, come out." Willow ordered 

The demon obeyed and crawled out of the waitress body shell. The waitress
was long since dead.

"That was a foolish move little girl. I am so much stronger in my natural
form." And the seven-foot tall green slug leaped at Willow. Only to go smack
against a hard mental barrier.

"Actually seeing you in your true form makes it easier for me to do this."
And with the blink of an eye, Willow crushed the demon like he was a
cockroach. 

The sound of police cars in the distance caused the group to look around.
"You'd better let me handle this." Kir said pulling out her police badge.

"Don't forget Willow has a couple of nasty badges too, Ms FBI slash CIA
thing." Faith said. 

"I'll stay too, but Faith honey, with the whole in and out of prison thing
you better go." Willow said

"You knew?" Faith asked 

"Hacker thing, will talk later. Would you take Cordelia back to my house and
wait for me. And stay close to her. The dark side likes the idea of taking
out our seer." Willow asked.

"Well that's not a pretty thought. Come on slayer chick we'd better go out
the back way." Cordelia said while tugging Faith's jacket.

Once Faith was out of ear shot Kir asked "In and out of prison?"

"Yeah, she just did 6 months in Denver before she showed back up here. Bar
fight. You know her walk abouts; a lot of them were short jail stays.
Nothing big. To be honest, if I were a psychiatrist, I would say she liked
prison. And with her history it makes sense. "

"Yeah well I never did 'get' Faith. Five years in a coma. Permanent brain
damage, all because Buffy wouldn't fuck her. Man, she was a slayer. How cool
is that."

"Not as cool as you might think. I know Buffy would have given it up for a
shot at a normal live in a heartbeat many a time. Beside it was a lot more
than just a Buffy issue."

"All right everybody freeze." Came the voice of a uniform member of the
LAPD.

"It's alright office, everything is undercontrol. I am detective Dinovich
and this is Dr. Rosenburg of the FBI." Kir said holding up her badge.

"Right kid, you know impersonating a police officer is a federal offence."
Said the second patrolman.

"Do you think I will ever look my age?" Kir whispered to Willow. Then said
loudly, "Just check it out, Dinovich, Kir badge number 354672, Narcotics
division, under Captain Mitchell. Current assignment undercover opt. # 357"

"357? Is it this week Kir." Kate Langley said as she climbed in through the
broken window, gun in hand. 

Kate then moved over to the uniformed officers. "So what happened here."

"Don't know yet, before we could find out your nut case friend tried to tell
us she was a cop and get this, the red head is a feebee doctor."

"Yeah don't say." Kate said with a smile. Then Kate walked over to the
corpse or rather husk of the waitress and said, "So Willow have you looked
at the body yet? From the look of her, we will probably send this to your
department. It has project Raven written all over it."

"Actually I haven't had a chance to take a look but you're right, Raven
would be the right place to send the body. Want me to call Pam or do you
want it done through channels?" Willow answered moving over to the body. 

"Channels would be better. Thompson get on the horn, call the murder crime
scene desk and tell them they will need to call the FBI's occult unit out
for this case."

"You're kidding right?" The officer said.

"Thompson, Harris I would like you to meet one of the FBI's top
pathologists. Dr. Willow Rosenburg Summers. Her specialty is weird. And I'd
also like to introduce to you one of LA's finest undercover narcotics
officers, Kir Dinovich. Her youthful appraise is a big plus undercover. And
yes I am serious."

After a great deal of police protocol, Kate made it over to Willow. "So what
really happened?"

"Slug demon took over the waitresses body, killing the girl in the process.
Slug then tried to kill one of us. Faith and I fought it, got knocked around
a lot. See broken window. Willow did witch thing. Slug is now dead. See
large green smushed object." Kir explained.

"You really need to spend some time outside of high school." Kate said

"I need to call home and check on Faith and Cordelia." Willow added as she
pulled out her cell phone.

"You know were Cordelia is? Angel is going crazy, I was looking for her when
I ended up here." Kate said.

"I'll tell her to call Angel." Willow said as she started to dial. 

"Don't bother." Angel said from behind the police lines. "We've got
problems" Kate waved Angel through and the patrolman guarding the line let
the vampire in.

"Angel it's almost dawn." Willow said concerned.

"Yeah I know. Cordelia called me from your house. When I got there, it was
pretty messed up, they left a note, and they have Cordelia, Faith and
Xander. At least that is what the note said. Oh, and your cats in my car."
Angel said in his quiet tone. 









"I wear the cheese it does not wear me." Bald Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.