Friend of my Friend Chapter 11.
Title: Friend of my Friend
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating:NC-17, this is me, there will be sex, and there will be violence.
Pairing: Faith/Tara, Ziva/Abby
Setting: This is the fourth story in my Lock series.
Summary: Marines are missing, and turning up as vampires. The Lock is seeking out the source, and will do so with some new allies.
Spoilers: This story can and will combine any elements I care to from all of the runs of Buffy and Angel as well as the Stony Man Farm/Executioner books. Now it also includes NCIS to present, but it will also contradict them as necessary, because much to my own delight it's taken on a life of it's own.
I have also decided to tinker with the Buffy/Angel time lines since in the case of Buffy the show has been done almost 7 years now.
Disclaimers: This is an independent, non-profit work of fanfiction. I know there are at least three sets (or more) of copyrights involved, and this story is not a challenge to any of them.
Wyld's Notes: You probably shouldn't be reading this story unless you've read my earlier fics "Life on the Farm" "Declaration of War" and "The Front" because without them this story might get confusing.
On a NCIS note I need to add I am keeping the Ziva/Gibbs cannon that she killed Ari to save Gibbs, and not the more recent nonsense that it was to get Gibbs to trust her.
More importantly I must send out my personal thanks to Lisa Countryman. She has been a wonderful sounding board, and has been essential in making this fic possible, including spoon feeding me the incredibly funny chapter 5, writing three whole chapters herself, and healthy sections of other chapters as well.
I also need to add a special thanks and welcome to my new beta reader laura jones.
Chapter 11.
"In with the good air, out with the bad Tim, just breathe." Willow was smiling as she spoke to the NCIS agent.
They had started with her calling him "Agent McGee", but that stopped soon enough as the two computer geeks bonded.
Now they had bonded and she was showing him around her "Temple" as the "Oracle" here at the Lock, and he had been... impressed, at the technology the top secret installation had available.
His hands were out in an imploring gesture at an opened computer tower behind her own "altar", a raised platform at the center of the room where she could send an assignment to one of her "acolytes" with a few keystrokes, and then speak to the person she had sent it to without having to pull herself away from whatever she was working on.
"But this... it's... it shouldn't exist. Not yet, it shouldn't be here for a good couple years. Maybe a year for you guys... but..."
Willow smiled at the man's reaction. "But there it is. You're right. It's theoretical, but the guy who had the theory had been taught my predecessor and when he made a prototype he brought it to his old professor. The professor helped him clean it up, and made a clean copy for us to use here."
McGee's eyes were bright. "So can it do half of what I think it can?"
Willow laughed. "Grab a terminal, and I'll let you on it."
Kids at Christmas weren't as excited as Tim. In Willow's mind since the man worked for the Navy she almost wanted to compare it to a sailor on shore leave, but she didn't want to cheapen her baby. Yes, the Lock might be commanded by Faith and run by Tara, but her computer systems were all Willow's.
That said, while they might be her baby, they earned their keep. If anything Willow felt it was her loving care of the machines that made sure they always pulled off the digital miracles they were called upon to perform.
A more mundane concern called Willow to her altar, and she hit the few keystrokes to send it to Tim's terminal. "Grab a head set Tim. Tony's calling in."
That got a nod from the Agent as he did just that. "What do you need Tony?"
An angry voice came over his head set, and Willow's as she was listening in. "It's a conspiracy I tell you a grand EVIL conspiracy..."
Tim hunched forward in his chair. "There's a conspiracy?" Behind him Willow perked up.
"Yes! The Lock is FILLED with beautiful women and I get teamed up with two men! Now I call in and instead of getting the cute red head I get you!" The cure red head snickered and Tony heard it. "Are you listening in there Oracle?"
Willow then spoke up. "I am Tony, what do you need?"
Tony's voice then grew serious. "We encountered two Class Two Infiltrator demons posing as Jensen's parents. We've got their remains as well as the remains of the parents. Scooby Two has a profile put together based on the fact that they ate the parent's heart to take on their appearance..."
Tim's "Ew" interrupted.
"You have no idea Probie, but anyway we've got the four bodies for Ducky and Sam, and we've processed the scene. While I know your records came up clean on the parents I have a ton of prescriptions in the father's name here."
Willow nodded. "Send me all you got. Can you give me the Doctor's name?"
"Mendel."
Tim simply watched as the friendly, shy young woman was replaced by the obvious professional. "Okay what's next?"
Tony's voice came back over the line. "This place is pretty grim, and while I want to keep looking around town they guys seem to think containing the incident is more important."
Willow's fingers were flying over the keys. "I gotta agree with them. The fact that you had Infiltrators says they were going for a small presence. The odds of additional evidence are small versus the risk of exposure. I keep a patch in to monitor the local LEO's. Bag everything you got and get it back here. The guys have a plan for containment?"
Tony's voice was uncomfortable. "Fire. Since the Father seems to have been on meds any way you're supposed to have his records altered to a combo that could cause disorientation. They're going to set a fire that can look accidental. Then when were done with the parent's remains they'll need to be charred. As far as the LEO's know we were just following up on Jensen's recorded death."
Willow gave an unnecessary nod. "Ok, the plane will be fueled and waiting for you. I'll advance this to Witch Woman, but you look good to go."
"Yeah, all right..."
Willow smiled. "You still haven't picked your handle. So don't worry about it, we'll see you when you get here."
"Yeah, so this is me, out."
Willow hit some key's and sent what she had to McGee's terminal. "All right Tim I want you to start digging into the files of the local pharmacies. We know the Father's medical records were altered. I'm going to take a closer look at them, and at the Doctor's, but I'm hoping that they didn't bother to erase the records at the pharmacy that filled them."
Tim nodded. "It sounds like you got a big order yourself. Are you sure you don't want help with that?"
Willow smiled. "Want, but don't need. The problem is that we KNOW our opposition has mystic resources and you've yet to do an occult hack."
Tim's brow raised. "An occult hack?"
Willow grinned. "Decrypting doesn't help much if the original message is in a demon language, and I don't even have the TIME to get into magic/machine interfaces, but don't worry. I know you got mad skills, I'm just going to put them were they can be best used. Which actually includes calling the medical bay and letting them know what's up while sending them Giles' file."
Tim nodded once, bringing up the file that was just coming in. "On it."
A few seconds later a new voice came over Tim's headset. "Medical Bay here, this is Doctor Mallard."
McGee smiled. "Hi Ducky, you've got bodies in route. "Two Class Two Impersonator Demons, and their two victims. I've just sent Giles field observations as well so you can get ready."
"Understood. While it's terrible about the human victims I'm glad I'm going to be put to some use here. From what I've been learning from Samantha the work here is quite exciting."
Tim felt Duck get going. "Learning a lot then Ducky?"
"Oh yes, here one can encounter entirely new species on a regular basis. Though I love my work at NCIS I sincerely hope I can consult with Dr. Finn again."
Tim was smiling, but then he noticed a change in Willow's focus. "I think something's happening here Ducky. I gotta go, I'll let you know when they bodies are on the way, but it will be several hours since they have to be flown in from Kansas."
The Doctor's cultured tones continued. "That is one thing I think I may talk to Samantha about, I prefer to be able to analyze bodies in the field. You can loose so much between the crime scene and the lab."
Tim shook his head. "Ducky, from what I picked up there won't be a crime scene much longer." Ducky made a thoughtful sound, but Tim continued. "But I really do need to get going Ducky. Bye."
As he hung up he looked to the "altar" and saw Willow's fingers were a blur on the keys. "I read you Scooby One, I can get you satellite telemetry on your position in eight minutes."
As he had focused on Willow, Tim had switched his headset to listen into the conversation. Buffy's voice came back to him at a normal pitch. "That's fine Oracle, I have my monitor ready to receive."
Willow and McGee looked at each other before Willow spoke again. "Scooby One, do you actually need a satellite, or are you just speaking to make someone think you have a satellite available to spy on them?"
Buffy voice came back. "Go for both heat signatures as well as movement since we are expecting vampires."
Willow nodded. "Understood Scooby One, do you need any fries with that?"
Buffy voice came back, but it was obvious she was forcing herself not to laugh. "Nope, that's everything Oracle, Scooby One out."
McGee met Willow's eyes and Willow grinned. "Buffy must have needed to make someone think she had a satellite available, and calling here let's us know she's encountered something while she tries to fake them out."
His face scrunched in confusion. "Do you have a satellite available?"
Willow nodded. "Technically I'm borrowing, but I have the clearance, and we'll have their position in eight minutes."
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating:NC-17, this is me, there will be sex, and there will be violence.
Pairing: Faith/Tara, Ziva/Abby
Setting: This is the fourth story in my Lock series.
Summary: Marines are missing, and turning up as vampires. The Lock is seeking out the source, and will do so with some new allies.
Spoilers: This story can and will combine any elements I care to from all of the runs of Buffy and Angel as well as the Stony Man Farm/Executioner books. Now it also includes NCIS to present, but it will also contradict them as necessary, because much to my own delight it's taken on a life of it's own.
I have also decided to tinker with the Buffy/Angel time lines since in the case of Buffy the show has been done almost 7 years now.
Disclaimers: This is an independent, non-profit work of fanfiction. I know there are at least three sets (or more) of copyrights involved, and this story is not a challenge to any of them.
Wyld's Notes: You probably shouldn't be reading this story unless you've read my earlier fics "Life on the Farm" "Declaration of War" and "The Front" because without them this story might get confusing.
On a NCIS note I need to add I am keeping the Ziva/Gibbs cannon that she killed Ari to save Gibbs, and not the more recent nonsense that it was to get Gibbs to trust her.
More importantly I must send out my personal thanks to Lisa Countryman. She has been a wonderful sounding board, and has been essential in making this fic possible, including spoon feeding me the incredibly funny chapter 5, writing three whole chapters herself, and healthy sections of other chapters as well.
I also need to add a special thanks and welcome to my new beta reader laura jones.
Chapter 11.
"In with the good air, out with the bad Tim, just breathe." Willow was smiling as she spoke to the NCIS agent.
They had started with her calling him "Agent McGee", but that stopped soon enough as the two computer geeks bonded.
Now they had bonded and she was showing him around her "Temple" as the "Oracle" here at the Lock, and he had been... impressed, at the technology the top secret installation had available.
His hands were out in an imploring gesture at an opened computer tower behind her own "altar", a raised platform at the center of the room where she could send an assignment to one of her "acolytes" with a few keystrokes, and then speak to the person she had sent it to without having to pull herself away from whatever she was working on.
"But this... it's... it shouldn't exist. Not yet, it shouldn't be here for a good couple years. Maybe a year for you guys... but..."
Willow smiled at the man's reaction. "But there it is. You're right. It's theoretical, but the guy who had the theory had been taught my predecessor and when he made a prototype he brought it to his old professor. The professor helped him clean it up, and made a clean copy for us to use here."
McGee's eyes were bright. "So can it do half of what I think it can?"
Willow laughed. "Grab a terminal, and I'll let you on it."
Kids at Christmas weren't as excited as Tim. In Willow's mind since the man worked for the Navy she almost wanted to compare it to a sailor on shore leave, but she didn't want to cheapen her baby. Yes, the Lock might be commanded by Faith and run by Tara, but her computer systems were all Willow's.
That said, while they might be her baby, they earned their keep. If anything Willow felt it was her loving care of the machines that made sure they always pulled off the digital miracles they were called upon to perform.
A more mundane concern called Willow to her altar, and she hit the few keystrokes to send it to Tim's terminal. "Grab a head set Tim. Tony's calling in."
That got a nod from the Agent as he did just that. "What do you need Tony?"
An angry voice came over his head set, and Willow's as she was listening in. "It's a conspiracy I tell you a grand EVIL conspiracy..."
Tim hunched forward in his chair. "There's a conspiracy?" Behind him Willow perked up.
"Yes! The Lock is FILLED with beautiful women and I get teamed up with two men! Now I call in and instead of getting the cute red head I get you!" The cure red head snickered and Tony heard it. "Are you listening in there Oracle?"
Willow then spoke up. "I am Tony, what do you need?"
Tony's voice then grew serious. "We encountered two Class Two Infiltrator demons posing as Jensen's parents. We've got their remains as well as the remains of the parents. Scooby Two has a profile put together based on the fact that they ate the parent's heart to take on their appearance..."
Tim's "Ew" interrupted.
"You have no idea Probie, but anyway we've got the four bodies for Ducky and Sam, and we've processed the scene. While I know your records came up clean on the parents I have a ton of prescriptions in the father's name here."
Willow nodded. "Send me all you got. Can you give me the Doctor's name?"
"Mendel."
Tim simply watched as the friendly, shy young woman was replaced by the obvious professional. "Okay what's next?"
Tony's voice came back over the line. "This place is pretty grim, and while I want to keep looking around town they guys seem to think containing the incident is more important."
Willow's fingers were flying over the keys. "I gotta agree with them. The fact that you had Infiltrators says they were going for a small presence. The odds of additional evidence are small versus the risk of exposure. I keep a patch in to monitor the local LEO's. Bag everything you got and get it back here. The guys have a plan for containment?"
Tony's voice was uncomfortable. "Fire. Since the Father seems to have been on meds any way you're supposed to have his records altered to a combo that could cause disorientation. They're going to set a fire that can look accidental. Then when were done with the parent's remains they'll need to be charred. As far as the LEO's know we were just following up on Jensen's recorded death."
Willow gave an unnecessary nod. "Ok, the plane will be fueled and waiting for you. I'll advance this to Witch Woman, but you look good to go."
"Yeah, all right..."
Willow smiled. "You still haven't picked your handle. So don't worry about it, we'll see you when you get here."
"Yeah, so this is me, out."
Willow hit some key's and sent what she had to McGee's terminal. "All right Tim I want you to start digging into the files of the local pharmacies. We know the Father's medical records were altered. I'm going to take a closer look at them, and at the Doctor's, but I'm hoping that they didn't bother to erase the records at the pharmacy that filled them."
Tim nodded. "It sounds like you got a big order yourself. Are you sure you don't want help with that?"
Willow smiled. "Want, but don't need. The problem is that we KNOW our opposition has mystic resources and you've yet to do an occult hack."
Tim's brow raised. "An occult hack?"
Willow grinned. "Decrypting doesn't help much if the original message is in a demon language, and I don't even have the TIME to get into magic/machine interfaces, but don't worry. I know you got mad skills, I'm just going to put them were they can be best used. Which actually includes calling the medical bay and letting them know what's up while sending them Giles' file."
Tim nodded once, bringing up the file that was just coming in. "On it."
A few seconds later a new voice came over Tim's headset. "Medical Bay here, this is Doctor Mallard."
McGee smiled. "Hi Ducky, you've got bodies in route. "Two Class Two Impersonator Demons, and their two victims. I've just sent Giles field observations as well so you can get ready."
"Understood. While it's terrible about the human victims I'm glad I'm going to be put to some use here. From what I've been learning from Samantha the work here is quite exciting."
Tim felt Duck get going. "Learning a lot then Ducky?"
"Oh yes, here one can encounter entirely new species on a regular basis. Though I love my work at NCIS I sincerely hope I can consult with Dr. Finn again."
Tim was smiling, but then he noticed a change in Willow's focus. "I think something's happening here Ducky. I gotta go, I'll let you know when they bodies are on the way, but it will be several hours since they have to be flown in from Kansas."
The Doctor's cultured tones continued. "That is one thing I think I may talk to Samantha about, I prefer to be able to analyze bodies in the field. You can loose so much between the crime scene and the lab."
Tim shook his head. "Ducky, from what I picked up there won't be a crime scene much longer." Ducky made a thoughtful sound, but Tim continued. "But I really do need to get going Ducky. Bye."
As he hung up he looked to the "altar" and saw Willow's fingers were a blur on the keys. "I read you Scooby One, I can get you satellite telemetry on your position in eight minutes."
As he had focused on Willow, Tim had switched his headset to listen into the conversation. Buffy's voice came back to him at a normal pitch. "That's fine Oracle, I have my monitor ready to receive."
Willow and McGee looked at each other before Willow spoke again. "Scooby One, do you actually need a satellite, or are you just speaking to make someone think you have a satellite available to spy on them?"
Buffy voice came back. "Go for both heat signatures as well as movement since we are expecting vampires."
Willow nodded. "Understood Scooby One, do you need any fries with that?"
Buffy voice came back, but it was obvious she was forcing herself not to laugh. "Nope, that's everything Oracle, Scooby One out."
McGee met Willow's eyes and Willow grinned. "Buffy must have needed to make someone think she had a satellite available, and calling here let's us know she's encountered something while she tries to fake them out."
His face scrunched in confusion. "Do you have a satellite available?"
Willow nodded. "Technically I'm borrowing, but I have the clearance, and we'll have their position in eight minutes."