FF Running With the Devil 23
Title:Running With the Devil
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating: Let's err on the side of caution and go NC-17.
Setting: My Lock AU, starting with "Life on the Farm". While it started more traditional fan fic, this is the eighth in the series and most wonderfully has developed into it's own world, that just happens to be populated by characters from other series.
Summary: The soldiers of the Lock are coming to the understanding that the reason there isn't a plural for the word apocalypse is because it would devalue the concept, and the doomsdays that they have been facing have simply been warming them up.
Spoilers: While this IS it's own universe now I will freely draw upon Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, NCIS, the Executioner/Stonyman Farm and now Supernatural.
Disclaimers: This is a not for profit work of fanfic and is in no way a challenge to existing copyrights.
Wyld's Notes: I tried not to write this fic. Literally, I thought having three cannons in the same universe was pushing it (I count Buffy and Angel as one for obvious reasons), but when I tried to NOT write this my muse overruled me, and since people have been finding the other things she's encouraged me to write worth their time I figured I would share this as well.
Chapter 23.
"No Dean." Was Sam's reply as they stepped out of the Impala and walked towards the armory.
"Come on Sammy! Dying wish?" Was Dean's comeback to yet another of Sam's refusals.
Dean had been playing the "dying wish" card ever since Sam had learned of Dean's deal to raise him from the dead, and Sam had let him get away with a great deal since then.
Still, this was one area it wouldn't help him.
"I am not describing what Lex looks like naked, Dean!"
He had managed to convince Dean to travel a bit more and just get updates from Willow over the phone, or in some cases via coded files Sam now had keys for on his lap top. However after a recent ghost hunt had come up semi-close to the Lock, Dean had proclaimed that both he and the Impala were in need of the facilities of the demon hunting organization.
Sam also figured his brother wanted to see Faith again. While the woman, and her life partner, didn't show any signs of discomfort in Dean's presence several others did. It had been a good part of the reason Sam had pushed Dean to travel more for hunts.
On the way there the conversation had turned to the Lock's efforts to save Dean from his deal, and their lack of results.
They didn't blame them, not really. The fact that they didn't have anything either would have made it hard to, but with over nine months gone and less then three remaining it was always on their minds.
Or at least it was until Sam let slip that his face to face sit down with Lex had started as she was leaving the women's showers... naked. Ever since then Dean had been pestering him for details of what the woman looked like nude, because Dean was apparently the only person of age in the demon hunting facility who hadn't glimpsed her treasures at one point or another.
Yet despite his brother's bad luck the idea of describing what he had seen, and Dean's subsequent response was too upsetting to contemplate.
"Look Dean. If you are that curious why don't you just ask one of the women she was in the shower with!"
That brought Dean up short, one of his grins breaking out. "She wasn't just in the shower with a woman, but multiple women, as in more then one?"
Sam deflated. "It's not like I saw. I mean she was leaving the shower. I just saw her..."
He was saved from his blunder as they reached the control room, Oracle's temple, and found the place buzzing with activity.
That didn't stop Willow though as she smiled and briefly looked over from her computer's monitor.
"Hi guys! How was the ghost hunt?"
Dean's reply was distracted as he walked over to her. "A little salt, a little lighter fluid, a touch of grave desecration, nothing out of the ordinary. What's up with you?"
"Mission." Was her single word reply as she nodded solemnly.
Then her head suddenly popped up. "Hey Riley!"
The brown haired solder replied. "Yeah?"
"Can Sam and Dean sit in on the briefing?"
Finn seemed to take a moment, and then nod. "If they double time it."
"Double time" to pick up the pace, was an old military term. It was one the Marine John Winchester had used with his two boys often, and they found themselves already hurrying to follow without having to think about it.
Getting to the conference room they found the place packed. Gibbs and his team were there as was all of Scooby Squad. The other Sam, Samantha Finn, Cameron, Ducky, and Jimmy were there as the medical staff, while Riley, Faith, and Tara there as the command staff.
Most were calm and chattering, but Tara was obviously displeased about something. So much that Sam actually made sure to check if she seemed unduly upset that Dean was sitting in on their briefing.
Luckily for Dean at least Tara didn't even look over at their entrance, but seemed to be angry over something else.
From the way Faith reached to take Tara's hand and give it a squeeze, and Tara responded with an expression that was still mad, but promising forgiveness it was fairly obvious it was something between the women.
Once she had that moment with Tara however Slayer stepped to the front of the room to start speaking. "Let's get started."
"To the rest of the world zombie powder is just a cocktail of neurotoxins that cause damage to higher brain functions. When combined with proper conditioning it can then convince a subject they died and have been reanimated to serve the person who doses them. Those of us more in the know are aware that there ARE other blends of zombie powder that DO kill and reanimate the subject. We are now in possession of reliable intel that someone has managed to weaponize one of those blends, and is offering it to the highest bidder."
She gave that a moment to sink in before she continued. "The weaponized zombie powder has been described as a bright cobalt blue of fairly fine consistency. Initial exposure is still via an oral vector, but once the subject drops and their body reanimates control seems impossible as it seeks to attack all living subjects they come across and they are able to pass it on via an infectious bite."
Dean then spoke. "So it's a Romero Bomb?"
Faith nodded. "That works."
To the sides Xander of Scooby Quad and Gibbs second in command Anthony DiNozzo nodded, but that didn't surprise Sam. When they were spending off time at the Lock if Faith was unavailable Dean usually hung out with one or both of the movie aficionados and they would watch movies on literally the best audio/visual equipment there was.
Picking up a remote to fire up the large viewing screen behind her with a map of Gary, Indiana with a spot on the map already circled in red.
"While our weapons dealers were likely more worried about securing themselves from both cops as well as any potential double crosses from their clients then they were about exposing civilians to the Romero Bomb they still picked a nice, isolated locale in the rust belt of Gary Indiana."
Pushing another button on the remote a magnified map came up with the same large red circle now at the outer edges of the screen. "Gibbs, you will be taking your people, plus Sam... " She looked briefly from Samantha Finn to Sam Winchester. "Doctor Finn I mean, Ducky, Cameron, and Jimmy and setting up containment. I've already outlined roughly the area I want covered, but it's your containment zone so I'll leave the particulars up to you. What I'm looking for though is an area of this size with nothing in or out you wouldn't need a microscope to see."
Gibbs nodded and looked over to Lex. "Work with the war wizards." Lex nodded as Gibbs then looked to McGee. "Set up the electronics and work with Lex. I know some kind of shield wouldn't be realistic but something that will repel animals small enough to escape notice, but large enough to get infected combined with some sort of detection would be good." McGee nodded as well and both he and Lex started entering ideas into their touch pads.
Then looking to the medical staff she waited until all four were looking at her. "You are going to have a containment vehicle that's built into a modified semi trailer. It will have a decon shower at the entrance and as six human sized containment cells, along with individual portable containment vessels and room to house another half dozen more."
Doctor Mallard was taken back at that. "Are we expecting an outbreak?"
She shook her head. "We're preparing for an outbreak in order to prevent one."
Willow was the one Faith looked to next. "We have our cover set?"
The red head nodded. "The CDC knows that a counter-terror unit will be moving in to secure a black market bio-weapon, and while they will have resources to contain some exposure they have been asked to be ready to assist if it get's past our resources... mainly the real story except I left out the zombie stuff."
Everyone smiled at that all too accurate description. Though Faith was down to business as she turned to Samantha Finn. "I'm not looking for it to happen, but if that's the case you will be our liaison with them."
That Doctor nodded as Faith turned to Buffy. "Scooby Squad will be securing the area inside the containment zone. It's likely they've cleared out the area of civilians already, but it will be up to you to verify."
Buffy Summers, aka Scooby One had to comment. "I don't like the idea of having to draw on civilians."
"Carry non-lethal weapons." Was Faith's reply. "We don't know how careful our opposition has been in securing their weapon so we have to treat them all as potential zombies. Our intel stated that lethality was within three to six hours, but I am ordering twenty four hours of confinement for all those potentially exposed. So it's your job to get them there and secured one way or another."
It was obvious Buffy didn't like the idea, but she didn't argue.
Then taking a breath Faith reached out to touch Tara's tense shoulder before starting to speak. "I will be the one entering the building to secure the weapon. Once I do so I will order the containment vehicle brought right up to the building where I will enter whatever containment vessel is available."
"Apollo will be ready with a chopper loading incendiaries to level the place, but ideally we will hand over containment to the CDC for the remainder of twenty four hours. If nothing happens we'll call the mission a success and hope we stopped it entirely."
Now everyone knew why Tara was as angry as she was, but they figured if Tara was no longer arguing they needn't bother.
Dean Winchester on the other hand wasn't as clued in to the subtleties at the Lock. "You are NOT going in there alone!"
Not only was everyone surprised at Dean contradicting her, but also at the downright insubordinate way he did so.
Her voice was calm. "This is not a debate Dean."
So Dean turned to the rest of the room. "You can't be okay with this?"
Faith's voice was still calm, but developing an edge. "Not a democracy Dean."
At that Dean pointed to Tara. "Are you REALLY going to let her do this?"
Now Faith's voice had a crack of command. "You are now out of line Winchester! Tara is the head administrator of the facility, and mission controller. I am the CO, I give the orders. What she and I may or may not have discussed is not open for discussion. I picked the best person for the job. End of story. This has nothing to do with you are your brother's case, and I have allowed you to sit in as a courtesy. Remember that!"
As this was happening Sam was tugging on the back of his brother's jacket to urge him to sit back down. When Faith finished he actually gave a light kick to the back of Dean's knees, which dropped Dean back into the chair.
Author: Dark Wyldchilde (wyldchilde37@yahoo.com)
Rating: Let's err on the side of caution and go NC-17.
Setting: My Lock AU, starting with "Life on the Farm". While it started more traditional fan fic, this is the eighth in the series and most wonderfully has developed into it's own world, that just happens to be populated by characters from other series.
Summary: The soldiers of the Lock are coming to the understanding that the reason there isn't a plural for the word apocalypse is because it would devalue the concept, and the doomsdays that they have been facing have simply been warming them up.
Spoilers: While this IS it's own universe now I will freely draw upon Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, NCIS, the Executioner/Stonyman Farm and now Supernatural.
Disclaimers: This is a not for profit work of fanfic and is in no way a challenge to existing copyrights.
Wyld's Notes: I tried not to write this fic. Literally, I thought having three cannons in the same universe was pushing it (I count Buffy and Angel as one for obvious reasons), but when I tried to NOT write this my muse overruled me, and since people have been finding the other things she's encouraged me to write worth their time I figured I would share this as well.
Chapter 23.
"No Dean." Was Sam's reply as they stepped out of the Impala and walked towards the armory.
"Come on Sammy! Dying wish?" Was Dean's comeback to yet another of Sam's refusals.
Dean had been playing the "dying wish" card ever since Sam had learned of Dean's deal to raise him from the dead, and Sam had let him get away with a great deal since then.
Still, this was one area it wouldn't help him.
"I am not describing what Lex looks like naked, Dean!"
He had managed to convince Dean to travel a bit more and just get updates from Willow over the phone, or in some cases via coded files Sam now had keys for on his lap top. However after a recent ghost hunt had come up semi-close to the Lock, Dean had proclaimed that both he and the Impala were in need of the facilities of the demon hunting organization.
Sam also figured his brother wanted to see Faith again. While the woman, and her life partner, didn't show any signs of discomfort in Dean's presence several others did. It had been a good part of the reason Sam had pushed Dean to travel more for hunts.
On the way there the conversation had turned to the Lock's efforts to save Dean from his deal, and their lack of results.
They didn't blame them, not really. The fact that they didn't have anything either would have made it hard to, but with over nine months gone and less then three remaining it was always on their minds.
Or at least it was until Sam let slip that his face to face sit down with Lex had started as she was leaving the women's showers... naked. Ever since then Dean had been pestering him for details of what the woman looked like nude, because Dean was apparently the only person of age in the demon hunting facility who hadn't glimpsed her treasures at one point or another.
Yet despite his brother's bad luck the idea of describing what he had seen, and Dean's subsequent response was too upsetting to contemplate.
"Look Dean. If you are that curious why don't you just ask one of the women she was in the shower with!"
That brought Dean up short, one of his grins breaking out. "She wasn't just in the shower with a woman, but multiple women, as in more then one?"
Sam deflated. "It's not like I saw. I mean she was leaving the shower. I just saw her..."
He was saved from his blunder as they reached the control room, Oracle's temple, and found the place buzzing with activity.
That didn't stop Willow though as she smiled and briefly looked over from her computer's monitor.
"Hi guys! How was the ghost hunt?"
Dean's reply was distracted as he walked over to her. "A little salt, a little lighter fluid, a touch of grave desecration, nothing out of the ordinary. What's up with you?"
"Mission." Was her single word reply as she nodded solemnly.
Then her head suddenly popped up. "Hey Riley!"
The brown haired solder replied. "Yeah?"
"Can Sam and Dean sit in on the briefing?"
Finn seemed to take a moment, and then nod. "If they double time it."
"Double time" to pick up the pace, was an old military term. It was one the Marine John Winchester had used with his two boys often, and they found themselves already hurrying to follow without having to think about it.
Getting to the conference room they found the place packed. Gibbs and his team were there as was all of Scooby Squad. The other Sam, Samantha Finn, Cameron, Ducky, and Jimmy were there as the medical staff, while Riley, Faith, and Tara there as the command staff.
Most were calm and chattering, but Tara was obviously displeased about something. So much that Sam actually made sure to check if she seemed unduly upset that Dean was sitting in on their briefing.
Luckily for Dean at least Tara didn't even look over at their entrance, but seemed to be angry over something else.
From the way Faith reached to take Tara's hand and give it a squeeze, and Tara responded with an expression that was still mad, but promising forgiveness it was fairly obvious it was something between the women.
Once she had that moment with Tara however Slayer stepped to the front of the room to start speaking. "Let's get started."
"To the rest of the world zombie powder is just a cocktail of neurotoxins that cause damage to higher brain functions. When combined with proper conditioning it can then convince a subject they died and have been reanimated to serve the person who doses them. Those of us more in the know are aware that there ARE other blends of zombie powder that DO kill and reanimate the subject. We are now in possession of reliable intel that someone has managed to weaponize one of those blends, and is offering it to the highest bidder."
She gave that a moment to sink in before she continued. "The weaponized zombie powder has been described as a bright cobalt blue of fairly fine consistency. Initial exposure is still via an oral vector, but once the subject drops and their body reanimates control seems impossible as it seeks to attack all living subjects they come across and they are able to pass it on via an infectious bite."
Dean then spoke. "So it's a Romero Bomb?"
Faith nodded. "That works."
To the sides Xander of Scooby Quad and Gibbs second in command Anthony DiNozzo nodded, but that didn't surprise Sam. When they were spending off time at the Lock if Faith was unavailable Dean usually hung out with one or both of the movie aficionados and they would watch movies on literally the best audio/visual equipment there was.
Picking up a remote to fire up the large viewing screen behind her with a map of Gary, Indiana with a spot on the map already circled in red.
"While our weapons dealers were likely more worried about securing themselves from both cops as well as any potential double crosses from their clients then they were about exposing civilians to the Romero Bomb they still picked a nice, isolated locale in the rust belt of Gary Indiana."
Pushing another button on the remote a magnified map came up with the same large red circle now at the outer edges of the screen. "Gibbs, you will be taking your people, plus Sam... " She looked briefly from Samantha Finn to Sam Winchester. "Doctor Finn I mean, Ducky, Cameron, and Jimmy and setting up containment. I've already outlined roughly the area I want covered, but it's your containment zone so I'll leave the particulars up to you. What I'm looking for though is an area of this size with nothing in or out you wouldn't need a microscope to see."
Gibbs nodded and looked over to Lex. "Work with the war wizards." Lex nodded as Gibbs then looked to McGee. "Set up the electronics and work with Lex. I know some kind of shield wouldn't be realistic but something that will repel animals small enough to escape notice, but large enough to get infected combined with some sort of detection would be good." McGee nodded as well and both he and Lex started entering ideas into their touch pads.
Then looking to the medical staff she waited until all four were looking at her. "You are going to have a containment vehicle that's built into a modified semi trailer. It will have a decon shower at the entrance and as six human sized containment cells, along with individual portable containment vessels and room to house another half dozen more."
Doctor Mallard was taken back at that. "Are we expecting an outbreak?"
She shook her head. "We're preparing for an outbreak in order to prevent one."
Willow was the one Faith looked to next. "We have our cover set?"
The red head nodded. "The CDC knows that a counter-terror unit will be moving in to secure a black market bio-weapon, and while they will have resources to contain some exposure they have been asked to be ready to assist if it get's past our resources... mainly the real story except I left out the zombie stuff."
Everyone smiled at that all too accurate description. Though Faith was down to business as she turned to Samantha Finn. "I'm not looking for it to happen, but if that's the case you will be our liaison with them."
That Doctor nodded as Faith turned to Buffy. "Scooby Squad will be securing the area inside the containment zone. It's likely they've cleared out the area of civilians already, but it will be up to you to verify."
Buffy Summers, aka Scooby One had to comment. "I don't like the idea of having to draw on civilians."
"Carry non-lethal weapons." Was Faith's reply. "We don't know how careful our opposition has been in securing their weapon so we have to treat them all as potential zombies. Our intel stated that lethality was within three to six hours, but I am ordering twenty four hours of confinement for all those potentially exposed. So it's your job to get them there and secured one way or another."
It was obvious Buffy didn't like the idea, but she didn't argue.
Then taking a breath Faith reached out to touch Tara's tense shoulder before starting to speak. "I will be the one entering the building to secure the weapon. Once I do so I will order the containment vehicle brought right up to the building where I will enter whatever containment vessel is available."
"Apollo will be ready with a chopper loading incendiaries to level the place, but ideally we will hand over containment to the CDC for the remainder of twenty four hours. If nothing happens we'll call the mission a success and hope we stopped it entirely."
Now everyone knew why Tara was as angry as she was, but they figured if Tara was no longer arguing they needn't bother.
Dean Winchester on the other hand wasn't as clued in to the subtleties at the Lock. "You are NOT going in there alone!"
Not only was everyone surprised at Dean contradicting her, but also at the downright insubordinate way he did so.
Her voice was calm. "This is not a debate Dean."
So Dean turned to the rest of the room. "You can't be okay with this?"
Faith's voice was still calm, but developing an edge. "Not a democracy Dean."
At that Dean pointed to Tara. "Are you REALLY going to let her do this?"
Now Faith's voice had a crack of command. "You are now out of line Winchester! Tara is the head administrator of the facility, and mission controller. I am the CO, I give the orders. What she and I may or may not have discussed is not open for discussion. I picked the best person for the job. End of story. This has nothing to do with you are your brother's case, and I have allowed you to sit in as a courtesy. Remember that!"
As this was happening Sam was tugging on the back of his brother's jacket to urge him to sit back down. When Faith finished he actually gave a light kick to the back of Dean's knees, which dropped Dean back into the chair.