ff:Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Fifteen: The Sound of Silence

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Title:Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Fifteen: The Sound of Silence
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 : Sue!
The Sound of Silence

Willow spent the rest of her suspension from work, going through the
records Martha had shown her in the holocaust museum. She buried herself in
the files. She 'hardly even stopped to eat or sleep. Well ,there had been
those four other times she had met Buffy in Vine Grove Cemetery and
disturbed the rest of Mr. and Mrs. Franks. In fact she had met Buffy just
before dawn today.

The witch and the slayer had played in the predawn light, then gone
for breakfast. After a healthy meal at the house of pancakes, Buffy had
walked Willow to the museum. The redhead was peeking up from her microfiche
reader looking at the blond. Buffy was trying hard to avoid sitting down at
the computer and do the checks that Willow had wanted her to do. It wasn't
running the checks Buffy was having trouble with. It was the sitting. It
would be another couple of hours before the slayer's skills would kick in
and let her sit comfortably after last nights play. Well, the fact that and
Willow had made Buffy wear the plug for the rest of the day. It was all
Willow could do not to laugh at the frustrated slayer. Buffy was sore and
still horny. It had been a very good slayage night. Fourteen vampires before
Willow arrived to met her. Buffy was already bouncing over the Frank's
headstone. The blond was bouncing and excited. Willow had been surprised at
how wet her love was when she pulled her panties off. Willow could spend the
rest of her life watching the slayer and die happy.

Sitting at her computer Buffy caught Willow out of the corner of her
eye, watching her. Smiling at her lover, Buffy pulled an ancient wooden
chair out and pushed it beside Willow. Keeping the back of the chair to
Willow, the slayer straddled the chair backwards. She made sure to roll her
ass on the chair for Willow's benefit, pleased at the look of shock in her
beautiful green eyes. Buffy continued to act very Faith-like with the chair
and her bottom for a minute or two more.

"Getting ideas, Will."

"Yes, not the ones you apparently are having though. Thank God Xander isn't
here, you would be giving him a heart attack."

"I'm not interested in giving Xander a heart attack, you on the other hand
good doctor are another story all together." Buffy whispered seductively,
beginning to rock on the chair again.

"Well if you're feeling perky enough to play Faith with the chair then your
butt must be healthy enough to do the research I gave you."

"Yes teacher, but wouldn't you rather..."

"No, I go back to work tomorrow. If you want to ever play evil witch in the
cemetery again then get over there and work.'

"Maybe you should spank me again, I might work harder."

"You're pushing me into doing the no sex spell Tara sent me."

Buffy practically ran to the computer, forgetting the chair, then returning
for it.

For the next three hours they both worked on the research, with a
minimum of peeking at each other. Buffy saved to disc the last thing on the
list and then moved the chair back over beside Willow. Willow worked for
another hour while Buffy sat next to her reading over her shoulder. Finally
Buffy could stand it no longer. 

"Willow I need a recap. Talk to me."

Willow touched Buffy's knee and turned to her. "Ok, maybe it will help me
clear things up too."

"Buffy this is roughly what I know. Sometime during the early years the
mayor needed some funding and he let the military build a secret underground
base in Sunnydale. The one the Initiative used. They brought part of the
Nazi geneticist and a few of their subjects there to work on the gene
project they were working on during the war."

"Yeah, the Nazi part I read about right after Martha showed us the files.
'They called your great-grandmother subject 4, Right?"

"Right, the government had other bases built as well. It was the cold war
and hidden bases were a big deal in case of nuclear attack."

"But the important thing to remember is, the mayor knew about the base.
Anyway, they continued to play around with people, witches, one other
slayer and demons. They used a local gynecologist to impregnate women with
their gene sliced eggs. Lots of the kids we went to school with were part of
the project. Some of our high school teachers were monitors."

"Actually that explains a lot about high school."

"Not really, High School is pretty funky anywhere, Hellmouth or not. Back to
the subject. People like Catherine Madison were brought to Sunnydale as
children to add to the genepool. And no, she isn't one of my relatives.
Most of the kids were just tracked with no gene slicing done. There really
weren't that many. Less than ten when we were in school. Marcie, the
invisible girl was one of them. That is why the CIA picked her up so soon.
The Mayor knew about most of it, which is strange."

"Does seem weird. But I saw Xander's name in the file looking over your
shoulder."

"Yeah, that is a harder point. He was tracked but, I don't know why yet.
His parents weren't sliced and diced. His grandfather was an SS officer. Not
a bad ass one. Xander's grandfather was only 16 when the war ended. He was
in charge of a group of young guards at the nameless camp. Which was called
"Nameless" by the way. Nameless in the English language no less."

"Cute." Buffy said sarcastically.

"Ok, so Xander's grandfather is this 15 or 16 year-old guard during the war.
The war ends, but allies keep the camp secret. Then they arrange for
Xander's grandfather and one of the female prisoners to move to America. To
Sunnydale, where Xander's grandfather worked at the College as a security
guard. He was 18 when he moved to America with his 17-year-old wife, a
gypsies. Xander's grandfather changes his name to Harris and forbids his
wife from teaching her children anything about her Caird heritage. Xander's
dad grows up thinking he is the son of a W.W.II war hero. There are notes
about hypnosis done on Xander's grandparents in order to lose their accents
and believe the story they told their children. The two of them must have
liked each other in the camp because there are notes about how useful that
was in creating the lie."

"So tell me about your nine parents." Buffy asked.

"I'll start with the ones Faith and I share. The first is an elf or spree. I
quote. " a small woodland creature that lived in the Yosemite national
forest." They took the night vision and speed from her. All my parents were
female. She doesn't have a name other than Subject 72. And was killed
getting the gene material."

"Buffy I should feel more emotion about this. The elf was harmless and was
killed for some Frankenstein like plan. But I feel nothing. I'm just numb."

"I get that way sometimes. I just go numb and slay. If I stop and feel. Well
I would just never stop crying."

They were both silent. Listening to the internal sounds of silence. Buffy
then said, "Ok, next"

"Next was a Witch by the name of Catherine Putnam. Late of the Boston
Putnams. Putnams were a long line of witches running from burning at the
stake since 1604. She is still alive in Santa Fe. They only one still alive
that I could find."

"Number three was a scientist. A physicist that worked with Oppenheimer.
She had been dead for 20 years before I was born. Oh, wait, she isn't one I
share with Faith. "

"No I can see nuclear physicist fathering Faith." Buffy smirked.

"Number four had also died 20 years before I was born. She was an Olympic
Athlete. Won a gold medal in Berlin in 1936 on the high dive. Faith got a
lot more of her genetic material then I did."

"Number five was a Feral. A kind of cat-like demon. Again Faith got a little
more genetic material than I did."

"Number six was a Spanish witch from Madrid, Carla Alverze. She had a lot of
KP power. She was brought to Duke University in the 1960's to be studied by
Dr. Rhinehart who did the first real work on parapsychology in America."

"The last three I do not share with Faith. All of them were demons. A
shadowwalker, A Pixie, and an Imp. All fairly peaceful demons."

"Oh and just for my amusement; one of Faith's parents was a Succubae. Which
explains her obsession with sex." 

"And yours with order and cleanliness. I have met a few Imp's, they're
cleaning maids to the demon world."

"You're going to be wearing that butt plug for a month." Willow said, just
as patron passed by. The look on the women's face was priceless. Buffy and
Willow burst out laughing. 

After a long laugh, Buffy asked seriously. "Ok, so we know stuff about you.
Where does that leave us? And does it answer any more of the whys in our
lives? Why the CIA? Who is watching us and why? Why keep Faith and you
alive? What was the whole spell thing about? Just to break us up, again why?
Who is really doing this and where did they get the money? "

"Buffy, you could list the whys forever. My big why now is, why Martha Reese
led us here? Or rather who led Martha to lead us here? In Doyle's vision, he
said that Faith, Xander and I were pawns on a chess board, but the people
playing were pawns as well and it was spinning out of control. Xander, Faith
and I all connect not so much to Sunnydale but to the camp in German. And in
all these records, all I know is that it was named Nameless. And most of the
people there first went to Auschwitz."

"So next step?"

"Tomorrow I go back to work. Friday night, if I am not chasing demons, I fly
to Sante Fe and see my one living relative. Who they went to a lot of
trouble to convince me was dead. "

"You're thinking she is the "plant" in the story."

"Oh yeah, but I have to go."

"And me?"

"Well I think I can hack us two tickets as easily as one. I could use jail
time at this point. Second, I need you to do some PI work for me. I need you
to follow Martha Reese for a few days."

"I love playing Charles Angels."

"Good, Have you ever played leave it to Beaver?"

"No that's a new one."

Willow stood up and took Buffy by the hand. As she was heading out the door
she said. "Well it's like a drinking game. Every time I say Ward, you have
to be hard on the Beaver."






"The extreme always gets a reaction" -Heathers

"Anyone who's not having fun here, follow me." -Buffy