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Chapter 13
Of Blood and Honor
Willow was depressed. The more she researched the files the more she became depressed. Still Willow was a scientist, a doctor. So the witch detached her feeling and examined the evidence. The most important evidence being her own body. It did more then prove the point the files were making, it was the point the files were making. Her DNA was for all practically purposes not human. It may have looked and acted like human DNA but on close examination the illusion disappeared.
Willow just gave up on any other explanation. She was the improved Frankenstein monster. Having been almost burned at the stake once in her life she still preferred it to euthanasia and clinical autopsy like some lab rat. The redhead cringed at the idea of ending up in a specimen jar at some medical school brought out on freak lecture day. Willow who had once been so proud to be a doctor, a pathologist, because she could help people, save lives, learn from others for the greater good; now she just hoped she did more good then evil.
She prayed what she did was for the greater good of? Humanity? She was not a member of humanity. How could she still believe she was working toward the great good of humanity? Was she programmed for that? Worse yet Willow still DID care about people. She wanted her work to be meaningful. She did want it to help people. Protect the innocent. She was just so confused by it all. And somehow Buffy stood by her side.
If it hadn't been for Buffy, Willow might have just curled up in a corner and dead. Buffy kept loving her. Reminding her that none of this changed anything. But it did. It changed how Willow thought of herself. She didn't have a word for what to call herself. Hacker, Witch, Lover, Lesbian, Daughter, Friend: Those labels were sweep aside, forgotten. And only one thing reminded. “Not Human.”
Willow tried to hide most of her depression from her friends and family with little luck. Still they stood by her while giving her time to heal. Willow was doing a pretty good job at hiding her feelings at work. She was her shy efficient self. Most of the people she worked with liked her and she in turn liked them. Pam who had become a dear friend was there when the false front thinned. The situation may have continued for a long time had it not been for a certain Wednesday.
Most of the scientists and technicians were in the lab working. Willow and Dr. Ellen Piece were running tissue samples for tritium. Ellen was fascinated by Willow; then again Ellen was a curious person by nature. When Willow unconsciously rubbed her belly ring for what must have been the hundredth time that morning, Ellen's curiosity got the better of her.
“Willow, you have a tummy earring right?”
Willow was watching the reading on the machine and was only half listening. “Yes.” And then Willow wrote down another note on her clipboard.
“Is it infected?”
“Is what infected?” Willow was really lost in her own depressive thoughts, and trying to get lost in meaningless numbers.
“Your belly ring, here let me look before you rub the thing out your back.” Ellen who not only was curious but assertive was pulling Willows shirt up enough to see the ring in the middle of the lab for at least 12 other people to see. Before Willow could object, Ellen was on her knees with her eye level with the witches’ belly. “It doesn't seem to be infected. Does it itch?” The Doctor asked pulling it up a little with her hand.
“Do you mind?” Willow said but was frozen in place.
“If it's not infected and it doesn't inch what's with the consistent rubbing.” Ellen asked innocently. [God save me from research scientists] Willow thought and then said. “Ellen not that it's any of your business but have you ever heard of sentimental value?”
“Your belly ring is sentimental? How?” Ellen really was too curious for her own good.
“Buffy and I got them when we got married. It comforts me. Now are you happy?” Willow said pulling her shirt down and turning around to go back to work.
“You got married!” Mark shouted from across the room, “please tell me it isn't to the freak you live with.” Mark was not a bright man.
Willow turned back around her knuckles solid white as she gripped the clipboard. Glass tubes and pencils all around Mark began to shake and rattle and Willows eyes flashed for just a half a second solid black with a glowing green center. Then it was gone. Everything was quiet. And Willow's voice tight shouted, “Mark I never want to hear you say anything about Buffy again. She is not a freak. She is a hero, and I'm not worthy of her, but she loves me just the same. I will not let you insult her ever again.” Willow stormed out of the room shaking.
Almost all people in the room thought Mark was a jerk and thought nothing of the rattling items. It was LA and aftershocks were not unheard of. Mark just thought Willow was nuts. But both Ellen and Pam had seen the change in her eyes. That small almost of unseen flash. If it was the only thing to happen that day it would have been enough. It was in fact the tip of the iceberg.
Pam caught up with Willow in the bathroom crying. “Will, Mark is a jerk. Ellen is something.”
“Just overly curious and I was the one who almost lost it. I'm sorry.”
“I don't think anyone noticed.”
“You did.”
“Yes, well I also know you could have thrown Mark though the wall and I won't even mention what Buffy could have done to him for pissing you off.”
“We don't hurt people Pam.” Willow said firmly.
“I know I heard your mission statement.” Pam said gentle running her finger along Willow's check. “Come back to the lab when you're ready.”
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Pam had not been the only one to check on Willow. Ellen had heard the complete conversation but waited until Pam started out to come in and see if Willow was ok. Curiosity was not always a good thing. Ellen chose to not ask any questions, yet.
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It was later that afternoon when word came in they had a live subject. An elfin demon of some kind that Mark had captured. Most of the staff headed to the observation area. When Willow and Ellen got into the room it was full. They could watch Mark questioning a small blue demon chained in an examining chair below the observation lounge. When Willow entered she had expected to see what they usually saw during one of this sections. Some giant evil demon bent on destroying humanity. This time what she saw was a small child about 9 or 10 of the elfin family. He was blue skinned and red eyed. He was also frightened and hyperventilating. Willow's stomach jumped in her throat. Then the worst thing in the world happened, Mark slapped the child. Why, suddenly didn't matter. Others in the room were shocked by what Mark had done. None reacted the way Willow did.
With a scream of “No!” Mark went flying against the back wall and was knocked out. Willow was in the room and by the boy's side in seconds. The others thought it was the boy who in self-defense had knocked Mark out and were getting ready to drug him. The military guys lead by Simon had their guns out. Most of them thought Willow had run in to check on Mark. When she started to untie the child they stood silent looking at Simon for a signal, an order to follow. The men were confused and waiting for a command from Simon.
“Sorry, I am so sorry.” Willow said unchaining the boy. “They don't understand, Please forgive us.”
Simon Luggue signaled his men to put their guns away, and reached to touch Willow on the shoulder with his own gun pulled out and said. “Willow, get away from the boy. I don't think he hurt Mark on purpose but that doesn't mean her won't hurt you.”
Willow stopped what she was doing and turned to Simon her eyes black with a green glow.
“Simon the boy didn't hurt anyone, I did. I didn't mean to and I am sure he is only knocked out. I can feel Marks heart beating steadily. Now move back. I don't want anyone hurt. I have never wanted to hurt any one. I just want to free the boy.” The redhead said slowly then Willow went back to untying the boy.
Thomas Michael, an agent with the FBI asked Simon, “What do we do?”
Another CIA agent asked, “Do you think she is possessed?”
“Willow I can't let you just take the boy, you understand that right.” Simon said now turning his gun on Willow.
“Simon, I like you but never point a gun at a witch.” With that Simon's gun flew into her hand. Willow just popped the magazine out of it and handed the empty gun back to Simon. “Tell the others not to fire, if I'm scared I might send the bullets back to their starting point without thinking about it. Please Simon tell everyone to just back away. I don't want to hurt anyone.” Willow said the desperation in her voice.
“Simon tell them to stand down. Put there guns away.” Martha Reeves ordered as she came in the room.
Willow picked the frightened boy up and pulled him into her arms. “Thank you” The witch whispered.
“Willow did you know you had this much power?” Martha asked calmly keeping her voice even and without fear.
“No, I never use it unless I have to, I only use it for good, to help people, to help Buffy.” Willow said her confusion clear, tears pouring down her face, as she wondered why she snapped like this and how she was going to get herself and the boy out of it of the building.
“Willow, what are you going to do with the boy?”
“Get him to safety. I don't know. Mark would have hurt him. He's just a little boy.” Willow cried.
“Did you mean to hurt Mark?” Martha asked. She had be a hostage negotiator many times before. It was important to keep all parties speaking.
“Of coarse not, I just wanted to stop him.” Willow closed her eyes and stretched out with her mind. “He is just bruised. He is awake now.” This was all new to Willow. She had never used her powers like this before.
True enough, Mark shot to his feet and screamed “Kill it, Kill it!”
“Thomas take Mark out of here and have him checked out by medical.” Martha ordered.
Simon sent two of his men to help Thomas get Mark out of the room since he kept screaming, “Kill it” and trying to get his gun out. When the room was quiet Martha turned back to Willow who was holding the boy and gently stroking his head.
“Willow why don't you take the boy to your office and see if you can learn how we can get the boy back to his parents. Simon and Pam will stay with you. Is that acceptable?” Martha asked carefully.
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In the two hours since Martha had returned everything almost to normal. But she still had to face a group of scientist, agents and soldiers and give them some kind of explanation. Martha knew the way the agency worked. Some form of the truth would be released to the project regardless of what she said. Better it came from her then anyone else.
Martha brought everyone into their largest conference room including Willow. After everyone was seated she waited for the room to get quiet. “I am going to go over some information tonight. This will be the only time I go over it and it will not be discussed later. If you have looked around the room you will see Mark Bison is no longer with us. He is fine medically, bruised, but fine. He was transferred to our Texas office. He was transferred because of his treatment of the young male demon. I was on my way to release the demon he captured when Dr. Rosenberg intervened. Her actions were wrong and she will be reprimanded for them.”
The room was silent and most were afraid to speech. Few people liked Mark and most felt it was good riddance. This wasn't the first time he had picked up a small demon to punch around. No one liked the fact it was a child he had slapped. Simon was just about to do the same thing Willow had done to him with his hands only Willow got there first. But the question that bothered the group was how did Dr. Rosenberg do whatever it was she did.
“First does anyone here have any question that Brison’s actions were wrong?” Martha asked.
Dr. Wheeler spoke up. “He got off easy. Elfin are gentle non-hostile demons. His behavior was uncalled for and I have on many occasion have stated my displeasure over his handling of cases.”
“I agree with doc, but I am not sure I understand about Dr. Rosenberg. How did she take my gun?" Simon asked.
Martha picked up a clipboard from the table and held it out. “Willow would you please pass this to Simon. I think everyone needs a demonstration of your skills.”
Willow, who had been looking down at the floor, nodded and picked the clipboard with her mind and brought it to land in front of Simon.
“Hey your eyes didn't do that glow thing they did earlier.” Ellen stated.
“What glow thing Ellen?” Martha asked.
“Before lunch when Mark insulted Willow's girlfriend and she got pissed and shook a few pencils like an aftershock.”
Thomas interrupted, “That was her.”
“I think so, anyway her eyes did that thing like they did when she knocked Mark into the wall.”
“Willow do you know what she is talking about?” Martha questioned.
Willow just lowered her head and shook her head, “No.”
“She can't see her own eyes Martha and it was less then a second earlier today.” Pam said.
“And you didn't tell me!” Martha said angrily.
“With all the stress you have her under now, it didn't seem important. Besides I wanted to knock the guy into the wall before lunch too over his mouth. She didn't act on it then Martha.” Pam said with the same tone back.
“So how often do her eyes glow like that? Does it give her more power? What is the most amount of weight she can lift?” Ellen said excitedly
“Will you all stop talking about me like I'm not in the room. And I will not be a lab rat. Not for you Ellen! Not anyone.” Willow stated.
“I'm sorry, It's just I have never meant a human that could do things like this before,” Ellen said still the scientist.
“And you still haven’t.” Willow stated sadly. “No one ever said I was human.” Willow simply got up and walked slowly out of the room.
“Pam, go after her.” Martha said.
“Is that true?” Simon asked.
“Yes it is true and I would appreciate you cutting her some slack. She only just found out.”
“Is the girl a half breed? They often don't come into the knowledge until they are adults,” Dr. Wheeler asked.
“No she is not a demon. Not a half-breed. Not a human and she is not ET. She is something else. Something other. And she is on our side or rather the side of good. She is also my friend. She was wrong in what she did today but not why she did it. If we are the good guys, we can't just go around like a bunch of Nazi and bully things simply because they are different from us. And Ellen I don't want you doing anything resembling testing on her. She is one of us. Now are there anymore questions?” Martha asked.
“Yes,” Simon asked, “The boy were is he?”
“Willow has a friend who is a PI. He knows most of the demon communities in town. The boy was turned over to him and he will send us a bill when he returns the boy to his parents.”
“Good, and I am glad Mark is out of here.” Simon said contently.
Chapter 14
How To Spend Time Wisely
Willow was suspended from work for two weeks. The first 3 days she refused to clean house. She refused to go on any kind of a vacation with Buffy and Friends. No fishing, no car rides, no movies, no shopping, no sex. She refused to read through the Nazi files Martha had shown her. She refused to go over work files. She refused to watch TV or read. She, in short refused to do anything at all.
Buffy loved Willow without question. And was willing to give her the time she needed but this had gone on far too long. Plus no sex. Buffy was not willing to go on forever with no sex. So Buffy put a plan in motion. It was not a well thought out plan or elaborate but it was a plan.
Willow had spent the best part of the day in bed. And since Buffy slept during the day and worked mostly at night, Willow had taken to sleeping when she knew Buffy was up and out of the house.
When Willow woke from one of her naps for the sake of napping she expected to find Buffy on Patrol. She didn't expect to find herself handcuffed in the backseat of the car butt naked with a note taped above her head.
“Willow, the woman I love more then life itself. I miss you. I miss having sex with you. And until you are willing to have sex with me like a good little wife or punish me like a good little dom. (I am personally hoping for a bit of both myself.) You will find your redheaded witch butt like this every time you wake up until the neighbors call the cops or I am so sore between my legs I can't move. It is your choice. Love Buffy.”
Willow sat there in the car and fumed with anger. At first she thought she would just lie there. Try and wait Buffy out. Buffy was never going to have sex again and she would find a spell or something to make sure of it. After about an hour of rating a long this line Willow began to rant about how punished the ‘bad ass slayer’ was and how black and blue her bottom was going to be when she got a hold of it. By the time she uncuffed herself and was using magic on the front door she was in a fine rant and didn't even noticed she was naked.
She went into their closet and dug through all their toys. Realizing she was undressed she got dressed, forgot the toys and stormed out into the night to find Buffy.
She found Buffy in the Vine Groove Cemetery fighting 3 vampires. She didn't even wait for Buffy to finish. “You are so dead Slayer,” she screamed. The Vampires stopped fighting, thinking the slayer was indeed in trouble. They were right but not the way they meant it. “Get your ass over this tombstone now!”
Buffy looked at the vampires she was fighting and decided not to piss Willow off anymore. She walked over by Willow and was roughly pushed overtop a headstone. Willow grabbed the Slayer's pants and pulled them off, then she grabbed her panties and pulled them off. The Vampire's snickered. Willow pulled three stakes out of Buffy's pants pocket and sent them flying into the vamps dusting them before they knew what hit them. “I hate interruptions,” the witch said.
Willow then looked a round and made a decision. “Listen to me very carefully Buffy Anne Summers. You are so punished. You will pay. First I have to get something. You WILL STAY here exactly like this! NO MOVING! If it’s a vampire you may kill it, but otherwise you will be bent over Mr. and Mrs. Franks born 1874 and 1875 respectively and you will stay here. And your ass will stay bare!”
“For how long?” Buffy whispered.
“Until I come back or the sun comes up. You do not want to make me any more angry then I am now.” Willow slapped Buffy on the ass with her hand several times hard before storming off still ranting. Buffy unsure what she had unleashed decided the view over Mr. and Mrs. Franks was new and she should examine it for a while.
Over an hour passed and Buffy's bottom was getting cold. She was thinking about putting on her pants only she didn't know what Willow had done with them. She was also afraid to be someplace other then exactly where Willow had placed her. Worse the curls between her legs were soaked. She could feel the moisture against the cool night air. Whatever beating Willow gave her would be worth all the waiting if she could relieve the pressure between her legs. Then with relief Buffy heard Willow returning still ranting about being locked it the car. Buffy wanted to turn around but she didn't want to disappoint Willow. So the Slayer just leaned on the tombstone and pushed her ass out.
Willow had returned with a large bag.
“Eyes down, woman who handcuffed me in a car, I'll show you.” Willow then wormed a finger into the Slayer and followed it in with a large plug. Willow then brushed against the Slayer’s pussy, and stated. “Well someone is wet, now count.”
Willow didn't disappoint the Slayer. After the 75th time the belt hit her in the exact same place across the plug Buffy had a hard time saying ‘Thank you’ between the tears. After the 80th time it hit the same place, Buffy asked, “Honey do you think you could pick another spot?” Willow did. She picked several in fact. Buffy's favorite was the five spots Willow picked between her legs. She never dreamed Willow would hit her clit with a belt.
When Buffy finally said, “100, thank you” Willow forced her back over the headstone. Buffy was surprised to hear the sound of Willow's zipper coming down. She was more surprised when Willow pulled the plug out and pushed herself in. Willow had been wearing a strap on the whole time. Willow took her hard, mean and fast. And Buffy loved it. When Willow began to stick her fingers in the slayer's pussy and run her thumb over her clit the slayer tried to wake the dead. They came together and were not quiet about it. Willow rested, laying on the slayer not pulling out just leaning against her. Then Willow began to fuck her again like it was the first time that night.
Buffy was very turned on and rocked with her lover shoving back as hard as Willow slammed forward. They stayed that way, lost until the sound of someone saying, “Uh Hum, lady's do you think you could find some where else to do that.” was heard behind them. Willow didn't even look up, only keep slamming, then replied, “Give me a minute.” Willow slammed into Buffy a couple more times then came. The two police offices shifting their own hard-ons and stood silently by. Willow then pulled out of Buffy. Pushed the strap on in her pants and zipped them. Then picked up the plug and pushed it back in Buffy. “Don't forget the belt,” Was all she said before turning and walking away. Then added “or your pants.”
A red faced Buffy scrambled to put her pants on, picked up everything else and put it in the bag then run after Willow. Thankfully it was still dark out.
Willow said nothing to Buffy on the ride home. Buffy had no idea what to say to Willow. She was just praying Willow would talk to her after this. Plus the slayer was sore in a nice way.
Willow took a bath alone then made Buffy take her bath without removing the plug. The only firm thing Willow had said when they got home was that Buffy would be wearing the plug for at least 24 hours.
Strangely that pleased Buffy and it showed in her face. So much so Willow laughed at her reaction.
When Buffy finished her bath, Willow had dinner for her in the kitchen though she made Buffy eat it in the nude. The Redhead was in pajamas. This gave Buffy the oddest feeling but it too pleased her. At least Willow had some emotion going on in her head. What, was an entirely different question.
After dinner Willow handcuffed Buffy on her back in bed and watched an old late-night movie. Mr. Moto. Buffy loved old movies and this was one of her favorites. After the movie Willow made love to her. No strap-on’s or vibrator, just fingers and tongues. She was gentle and loving. Buffy wanted to do the same to Willow only the witch wouldn't uncuff her. The next morning the slayer woke to a very nice orgasm. Willow uncuffed her and let her return the favor a couple of times. They lay in each other's arms not talking for awhile.
“I would tell you to take that out but I would be afraid of disappointing you.” Willow said out of the blue.
“What?” Buffy asked. Then Willow tapped her bottom to remind her.
“Oh, if you want to it's ok.” She said.
“But?” Willow asked
“Ok, it's weird but I like it. Not all the time but now I like it. I'm hopeless I know.” Buffy said.
“To think you once hated it.”
“Yeah go figure, are you ok Willow?”
“What possessed you to handcuff me in the car?”
“I knew you could get out.”
“Still doesn't answer the question.”
“Willow I had to do something. You just weren't you anymore. You don't mope. So I thought if I pissed you off you would do, I don't know. Something.”
“I nearly beat you to death, Buffy.” Willow said sternly looking over the remaining bruises on Buffy's body.
“No you didn't. Besides I'm weird remember. I liked it. I would have stopped you if I didn't.” Buffy said.
“I know you think you would, but what if you couldn't stop me. I don't know what I am capable of anymore. I get off on hurting you. That can't be right.”
“Willow do me a favor, just do what I am asking you to do without a lot of question at first.”
Willow just looked at Buffy.
“Willow handcuff me to the bed again, then stand by the door. Ok.”
It took a minute but Willow did as Buffy asked.
“Ok Willow paying attention?”
“Yes”
“Stop me.”
Willow started to say “What for” But Buffy had broken the cuffs, thrown Willow in bed and landed on top of her.
“I am telling you this just one more time, Willow, I could stop you anytime I wanted to. I just don't want to. And deep inside that brain of yours you know it too because for one minute if you ever thought you were hurting me you would stop yourself long before I ever had the chance too.” Buffy then kissed Willow on the lips and rolled over beside her.
“Maybe.”
“Look I am sick of mopey lovergirl and as much as I liked turning the cops on last night. It was incredible sex by the way. Just thought I would tell you in case you hadn't noticed. I want my Willow back. I don't care if your DNA is human. I never did. I love Willow. So do a lot of people. Now get on with life. Or is this just about you and Faith being related?”
“That was the down point.” Willow joked back and added, “I'm sorry. It all just freaked me out.”
“So you and Faith are related? How exactly, because I read though that paperwork stuff and I didn't understand it at all.”
“I don't either. But as far as Faith and I are concerned we share 5 of our 9 parents.”
“5 of 9, Like Seven of Nine on Voyager?”
“No. But for all I know that is were Star Trek got the idea. I guess we are kind of like Borg.”
“No, you're not as sexy as Seven.” Buffy teased
“You will not be able to sit for two weeks, you keep that up.” Willow said playfully spanking Buffy.
“No really how can you have 9 parents?”
“Wish I knew the answer to that. It's not so much like parents anyway as source gene material. They took a little of this and that from 9 beings. Not all of them were people. Got demon blood inside me too, Slayer.” Willow said before kissing Buffy again.
“Well I think it must have been angel material myself because that's all I see, my redheaded angel.”
“Yeah, I thought your angel was a dark haired demon vampire.”
“Loved him too.”
Willow felt for the first time in weeks like it really would be ok. All but the Faith part.
End Part 7
Continued in Part 8