ff:Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Twenty: Requiem in a Minor Key.

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Title: Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Twenty: Requiem in a Minor Key.
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. And, 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 thanks to Cheryl Hill.

Requiem in a Minor Key

She had been through her house about a hundred times. Kir, Angel and Kate
were still in there looking for evidence and in general cleaning things up.
Not that it was worth cleaning up. The Scooch demon left most of the house
with fire damage. Not that Willow was worried about the house. Being married
to Buffy meant excepting the lose of cars, books, high schools and houses.
They could be replaced. No, what Willow was worried about were her friends. 

She had called Amy and had her pack her kids off to Tara's in San Francisco.
Giles and Joyce would meet them there. Between Tara and Amy and the natural
magic of the bay area, they should be able to keep themselves safe. At least
Willow hoped that was the case. 

Amy would probably turn her into a frog if she didn't bring Xander back.
Kate had used her pull to discover Xander had been taken from his car lot.
About seven of his cars were torched so it looked like the demons grabbed
him first then Cordellia and Faith. From the events in the house Faith put
up a hell of a fight. She might have won if she didn't have a seizure
disorder. Faith could only fight at full speed for a certain amount of time
before she had a seizure and from the blood around the house Faith was badly
hurt in the fight, if not burned. Scooch demons were not lightly messed
with. "And Faith is so bull headed." Willow said to her empty back yard. 

Willow had gone out in the backyard to think. She was no closer to figuring
out who 'they' were. And 'they' had Xander, Cordelia, a pregnant Cordelia at
that, and her sister. Willow was surprised at the comforting effect thinking
of Faith as her sister gave her. A piece of family. She just hoped Faith
would live long enough to regret having her as a sister. "And if she thinks
she is going to drink her life away well she hasn't seen resolve face."
Willow announced to her apple tree.

"Ok, what to do, I need to do something." Willow said as she started to pace
around the yard. "Three of the warriors are prisoners. One is in Norway.
'Does it matter little witch, which of the warriors of light I kill?' That
is what it said. I wonder does it matter? Doyle was killed and Cordellia got
his power. Buffy died and Kendra was called. Then Kendra died and Faith was
called. Faith gets guttered by Buffy, does a header goes into a coma and
Mary was called. And so on. One slayer per generation. What is a generation?
How many slayers have I meet and I haven't lived a generation yet. Does it
matter?" Willow babbled as she paced.

"Dr. Rosenburg may I have a word with you?" Came the voice of her nosey next
door neighbor. 

"What! I mean yes." Willow said walking over to the fence.

"Look, I know you live a different life style. And normally it is none of my
business, but last night, maybe if you had your parties on the weekend it
would be different, I have children. And... it would be nice for them not to
hear you yell profanities at each other while you tear your house apart."
Mrs. Wesley asked in a way that said 'You people make me sick.'

"At least Faith didn't go quietly." Willow muttered. Then Willow let her
head click into detective mode. Maybe her time at project Raven had not been
wasted. "You heard what happened at my house last night?"

"The whole neighborhood did Dr. Rosenburg."

"Wait here." Willow said as she ran into the house. A minute later she ran
back out with Kate and Kir in tow. Kir was still trying to get her badge out
of her coat pocket. It was a little too sunny for Angel to go outside.

"Mrs. Wesley this is detective Sergeant Langley and this is detective
Dinovich of the LAPD. I need you to tell them everything you remember about
last night. Even something little might help." Willow explained.

"But I have seen both of these women at your house before." Mrs. Wesley
protested while examining Kir's badge. No one ever questioned that Kate was
a cop.

"That's right Mrs. Wesley we are both friends of Dr. Rosenburg. But now we
need to piece together what happened last night. Dr. Rosenburg was working
on a case in her official duty as a FBI pathologist when last nights events
occurred. Since she was in the presence of several police officers she could
not know what was happening at her house which is why we need an eye witness
account from you Mrs. Wesley." Kate knew most of what she said was pure
bullshit, but she was a good judge of people and this woman needed this line
of bullshit to get her to speak.

"Wasn't your wife home?" Mrs. Wesley asked 

"Buffy is in Norway on business." Willow explained. She could see the walls
weakening.

"Well... A little after midnight I saw that woman that stays at your house
sometimes." Leaning forward Mrs. Wesley whispered. "The one that drinks a
lot and has that medical problem."

"My sister Faith. And its epilepsy." Willow said patiently

"I thought it was alcoholism." Kir said only to be stared down by both Kate
and Willow "Sorry. Go on Mrs. Wesley."

"Yes, I remember, you introduced us. Anyway your sister Faith and her
friend. A brunette woman dressed like a model. Actually kind of looks like a
model. I have met her before too, she is kind of..."

"Bossy" Willow said

"Ah, yes."

"So the two of them went in to the house?" Kate added to help things along.

"Actually there were three of them." Mrs. Wesley said as she tried to
remember the events.

"Three, who was the other person?" Willow asked, Kate had been sure Xander
was taken from his car lot.

"The woman doctor from your office. The one you have over to dinner ever so
often. The one you tried to set up with her." Mrs. Wesley was now pointing
at Kir.

"Elaine!" Kir stated.

"Ok Mrs. Wesley the three of them went into the house." Kate said trying to
get everyone back on target.

"Yes, I think they were surprised to see her too."

"She was waiting for them?" Kate asked

"Yes, now that I think about it. The other two came in a car and she was
waiting on your front porch."

"And they went inside?" Kate cued

"Yeah, all three of them."

"Ok, then what happened?"

"Nothing at first then there was a lot of profanity and breaking of glass.
Well it was after that, the people from the costume party showed up. It must
have been a monster theme." Mrs. Wesley explained.

"Kate, can you see what else you can find out. I have a something I need to
do." Willow suddenly asked.

"Willow, you're not going anywhere alone." Kate said firmly.

"Kir can come with me. It's still five hours until sunset and she is the
closest thing to a slayer our side has now. Plus she can move fast. I need
you to stay with Angel; he is still a target. I'll call you before
nightfall." Willow said resolve face in place. "Oh and can you keep Sarah at
your house for awhile?" 

"Sure, but you know how much Angel hates cats. The poor thing must have been
frightened to death." Kate said.

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"Ok explain this to me again. We are just going to bust the door down
because your neighbor, who is clearly the nosiest human being on the face of
the earth, thinks Elaine might have been at your house last night?" Kir
asked. She had liked Elaine and was hoping to have another date with her.

"Pretty much, yeah." Willow said as her eyes began to glow. With the force
of an explosion Elaine's front door blew apart. Kir ducked to avoid flying
wood splinters. When Kir looked up, she saw Willow levitating into the
house.

"What? You can't just walk like the rest of us?" Kir complained.

Elaine was calmly waiting in the living room drinking wine. At least Willow
hoped it was wine. "What, not going to keep up the pretense of being
harmless little Elaine?" Willow asked before taking a seat in a large
comfortable chair facing the couch.

"Since I've been sending you all the clues to figure it out, no. Did you
know how hard it was to pick out which noisy neighbors to use to plant the
clue to send you here? Do you know how hard it is to plant ideas? Frankly I
was so tired of our little game. At least you brought the little mongrel
half-breed along so I can gloat. You don't know how hard it was not to snap
your neck when we were in bed together."

"Kir, you didn't mention you slept together." Willow said

"Yeah well, under the present circumstances that might be a good thing." Kir
replied a little hurt.

"Please! Can you two make with the drivel later." Elaine shouted. "We have
things to discuss."

"Does it matter little witch, one dead warrior of light is as good as
another. It's an interesting message." Willow said before she pulled a
kitchen chair into the living room with her mind. "Kir please sit down."
Willow asked calmly.

"It is an interesting message, what is your interpretation, Willow?"

"Knock down one of the warriors of light and another will rise. There are
never less then twelve warriors of light on the planet at any given time.
Which also means there are never less than twelve warriors of the dark on
the earth. Our battle is eternal. So if I were to, lets say, break your neck
another warrior would rise up and take your place."

"And to think I actually thought of you as nothing more then a control
subject. A failure." An evil smile spread across her face as she spoke
sending shivers down both Kir's and Willow's spines.

"I am glad to disappoint you, mother. It is mother right. It was your
experiment. It was you who manipulated my genes. Does it matter which
warrior you kill, the answer is no. Imprisoned or weakened yes it does
matter. It was you who cut the arms off of Xander's Grandmother and my great
grandmother, Ellen Jameson. It was you who tortured Rachel. In my visions, I
have seen pieces of the story, but I never saw your face. It was you."

"You haven't been having visions long. Or should I say your visions are
rather short sighted. Do you know how long I have been manipulating the
human race? Changing the fate of mankind. My name is Prometheus. It was I
who brought man fire. I knew it would lead to the atom bomb. It was I who
taught a bunch of primitive apes to make stone axes. They thought it was for
hunting, I knew, sooner or later, one of them would use it against another.
Do you think Cain wasn't coached before he killed his bother? And when that
wasn't enough I used subtler methods."

"Alexander the Great thought I was just a simple cook. That was until I
poisoned him. Helping dear Brutus with his anger control, or is that anger
'mismanagement', was so much fun. I loved the look of betrayal on Caesar's
face as he fell. The asp in Cleopatras' bath I thought was a nice touch. She
thought I was a simple washer girl."

"Look are you going to drop names all night or get to a point. I already
understand that you're evil." Willow said in a bored voice.

"Fine. After a while I got tired of assassination. So I began manipulating
the human gene pool. The Spanish Inquisition was some of my best work. The
glorious sounds of women screaming as they were tortured. It was during that
time that I managed to invent the watchers counsel. I simply had to get
slayers into the hands of Christians. It was so easy to do anything evil
when you simply did it in the name of Christ. It's why the Inquisition
worked so well."

"The trick is to avoid big names. Yes, I gave up name dropping after a
while. The trick is to start with people no one likes. It doesn't matter who
it is either. The Jews were a convenience in Germany, nothing more. People
were hungry and frightened and needed a scapegoat. Adolph, my lovely son
Adolph, hated his father, a Jew, so I let him choose Jews."

"Hatred is the easiest emotion to work with, to manipulate. When humans hate
they don't think first. Love is hard for humans. To love, to give. To hear
others out. To let people speak or say things you don't agree with. In China
most of the Internet is banned. And not for the reasons you might think. For
example the government is afraid of people reading fanfiction with gay
charters, far more afraid than they are of people reading the Washington
Post. The reason is clear. If people see that humans can live side by side
with people of other orientations, be it sexual, spiritual, or political,
without killing each other then the foundation for their government would
crumble. If the Chinese people find out sameness is not necessary for
survival then why would they need that kind of leadership."

"Interesting, and if you were coming over for dinner I might want to hear
more on the subject but it doesn't get me any closer to why I am here?"
Willow interjected.

"Did you know when Faith took her trip to the dark side, her spot wasn't
filled right away. It was only when Buffy gutted her and threw her off the
building that another slayer was called. Even though Faith didn't die."
Elaine said with her evil grin. 

"The 'talking a lot' thing wasn't a cover right? Yes I knew that. But Buffy
didn't throw Faith, she jumped. "

"Then think about it."

"I got it already really, black and white chess pieces. Kill one and it's
replaced. If you injure a piece like Faith, it is also replaced. So you are
left with imprisoned pieces, which also has its drawbacks, or getting the
pieces to change sides. So you manipulate the gene pool and play games to
weaken the pieces. Like Faith. Lots of demon blood, the right background.
Having her raised by a heroin addict mother and a child molesting stepfather
was a nice touch. Faith still won't talk about her childhood, I wouldn't
have known if it wasn't so carefully kept in those microfiche cards you left
for me. By the time you sent her to Sunnydale she was perfect for the mayor.
When she turned back to the light you must have been crushed."

"Disappointed. I knew I shouldn't have used Succubae genes. As if mankind
needs a demon to make them lust. Do you know most Succubae end up being
marriage counselors instead of, well, whatever the hell it is they are
supposed to be doing. As demons go they are almost as pathetic as your
little friend sitting there."

"And yet you slept with her." Willow reminded her.

"Will, do you mind." Kir whispered.

"Yes well she does have some talents in that department. You really should
have her lick your pussy sometime. Maybe you can make Buffy watch as she is
tied up over that tombstone you two love so much." 

"While I would love to talk to you about voyeurism, can you just get to the
point Elaine." This time Willow's eyes glowed and a strong wind started
blowing around the apartment.

"Nice temper you have. I just guessing, asking you to change sides is out of
the question?" Elaine asked

"Yes"

"Even if I kill Faith and your other two friends if you don't?" Elaine said

"If you were going to kill them they would be dead already. You need them
alive, uninjured, and imprisoned. I am learning the rules of the game."

"Fine, I will return your friends in exchange." As Elaine spoke her eyes
glowed just as Willow's were and the wind in the room increased turning in
circles.

"I am not sure I can open it." Willow stated calmly. Kir just looked at them
both confused as the air formed a wind funnel.

"Then your friend will be staying were they are. But at least they won't be
alone." Elaine laughed evilly, as a picture of Tara's house was show to her
across the twisting air. Pictures of Amy, Giles, Joyce, Tara and the kids
being carried out of the house by Scooch demons played across the air. Then
the picture switched to an unconscious Kate, and Angel being dragged to a
car in chains. Angel's hands and face burning as he tried to fight back.
Next a picture of two nuns being dragged outside of a burning church.
Pictures of three more people Willow had seen in visions but didn't know.
Then a picture of Leah and Katherine's shop exploding and them being carried
away by Drongian demons. The last picture was of Buffy fighting off seven
Trolls. 

"We haven't captured your wife yet but it really doesn't make any
difference. I'll even allow you to keep the Twilight Warrior. Outside of her
talent in bed she is of little value to me."

"That's big of you." Kir said sarcastically. 

"And you think you can end the game by opening the gate?" Willow asked.

"Don't you?" Elaine smiled. 

"I will meet you in two days at the site. If you hurt one of them you will
live. I promise you that you will live." Willow said

"Live?" Kir asked

"You really are dense little one. She means I will live and suffer, isn't
that right daughter?" Elaine retorted.

Willow just got up and started out the door. 

"Oh, and Willow dear, it isn't wine. It's Faith's. Very tasty." Elaine
added.

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Once by the car Willow said, "Don't ask me to explain, I need to think." She
then handed Kir the keys and said. " Would you drive?"

"I need to know were?"

"Airport, we need to talk to an Oracle about getting a new deck of cards."




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