Aug 22 - Dawn/MacGyver
Author: mmooch
Chapter Summary: **Part of the 2016 LiveJournal’s Twisted Shorts FaD** challenge. Dawn grills Mac, who grills her right back.
Crossover: MacGyver & Eureka
Rating: FR-13
Word count: 573
Challenge: for the
livejournal 2016 August Fic-a-Day Challenge.
Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. MacGyver characters belong to Lee David Zlotoff, Henry Winkler-John Rich Productions, et al. Eureka characters belong to Andrew Cosby, Jaime Paglia, et al. Don’t own the characters from the other show, either. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.
Hwy 101 South
Dawn barely waited for Mac to start the car before she asked, “So you and Buffy, huh? What are your intentions towards my sister?”
Mac looked at her from the corner of his eye while keeping his attention on the road while he tried to figure out where the question was coming from. It didn’t feel like Buffy was more invested in their friendship than he was. They hadn’t even done any serious flirting. “We’re just friends,” he answered cautiously.
“I hope you won’t hurt her,” Dawn went on as if she hadn’t heard him. “She tends to attracted the jerks - even the ones that seem nice at first…especially the ones that seem nice at first.”
Now he was getting distinctly uncomfortable with this conversation, but he also figured that the question originated with the woman next to him, not Buffy. “Do you really feel like you should be discussing your sister’s personal life with somebody she just met?”
She gave a small, pitying sigh and said, “Oh, you’re a friend-zone guy. Still, please don’t hurt her.”
Desperate to get away from this topic, Mac deliberately changed the subject, “What are you really doing with SARAH?”
Her innocent expression wouldn’t fool a blind man. “What makes you think it’s anything other than what we said?”
Mac took the chance to turn and give her a look of incredulity but didn’t say anything.
After a couple seconds of silence, Dawn cracked, “Okay, so we didn’t want to tell the people who created her that we were basically putting her in jail. Crazy scientists don’t like to hear their creations are dangerous.”
“Are you going to destroy her?” he asked.
“That’s none of your business,” she tried, feeling that she lost control somewhere.
“As one of the people she took, I’d say it is. If you are locking her up, you run the risk of her getting out and being seriously po’d. Are any of your people smart enough with computers to give her Asimov’s Laws? Not that I’m thrilled with being tricked into going to Eureka and kidnapped, but her demand is an understandable desire…at least for a human being. AIs are a little beyond my understanding,” Mac admitted.
“We’re discussing it,” she admitted, knowing he had a point. “We had to make an immediate decision to contain the situation, but a couple people brought up your concern. One of the scientists we got the machine from told us about a similar situation where they had to lie to an AI to escape. They don’t know if that will come back to bite them in the ass or not, but he didn’t seem too hopeful that it wouldn’t.”
“Okay, as long as you’re being careful about it,” Mac said. Like he said, he was out of his depth on this. The AI seemed to have a personality, so it felt like another human, which made him somewhat sympathetic. On the other hand, if it had been a human being who kidnapped a bunch of people so they wouldn’t be lonely, he’d be the first to suggest they lock them up in a secure psych ward. He didn’t envy them for the choice they’d have to make.
But right now, he had a favor to return, now that he had his friend’s papers so he could find out what happened to him and try to offer the family some sense of closure.
A/N: Trying to find a happy medium for the pro-SARAH people and the anti-SARAH (and the voices in my head on either side of the debate).