BtVS & Stargate SG-1

in a crossover Fan Fiction

by Lancer47



What Happened Here?

See Prologue for Notes and Disclaimer.

Chapter Eight

Senator Kinsey put his phone down, poured himself a single malt whiskey, and sat on his leather couch with a heavy sigh. He was tired after a long day of influencing people. It was hard work, made all the harder when when people resisted his will. He reached for the remote and flipped on the TV. A large wall panel automatically retracted and the large plasma display lit up. As he took a sip of his expensive whiskey, he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, someone sitting across from the coffee table. He dropped the glass and coughed heavily as he had sucked some alcohol down his windpipe. After he stopped coughing, he looked up and shouted, "How the hell did you get in here!"

"Hi Senator," the young woman said brightly, "how I got here is not really important. What is important is the fact that I did get here, unnoticed by anyone in all of the District or Virginia for that matter."

"We're surrounded by Secret Service, they'll be in here very quickly."

"Well, no, it seems that they are all suffering from extreme daydreaming."

"What? Don't you fuck with me little girl! Do you know who I am?"

"Of course. You're Senator Kinsey, the great jackass. I mean seriously, a bigger jackass than you could hardly exist."

Kinsey forced himself to sit back and relax, or at least appear to relax and listen. He was worried by her apparent self-confidence.

"For now, no one can get in this room, or even imagine that they would need to get in. No one can see in, and no one can see out. You could get out if you were able to walk over to the door, but you can't get up from the couch until I allow it. The how of all this doesn't matter, I just need you to listen to me, and answer a few questions, and then I'll leave. It will be as if I were never here in the first place."

"Who are you?"

"Willow Rosenberg. I see by your reaction that you have heard of me. Are you scared of me? Why? Have I ever done anything to hurt you? Or maybe, just maybe, you're afraid because of things that you did. Could that be right? No? Perhaps you're afraid because of something you tried and failed to do. Ahhh, that's it, isn't it?"

"Me?" he squeaked out, "I, I'm a United States Senator. Everything I do is, by definition, aboveboard. I'm a good guy, really, just ask my constituency."

Willow laughed softly. "Riiight. You are aware, are you not, that most people put politicians, and especially Senators, either at or very near the bottom of their list, trust-wise. And you, Senator Kinsey, are quite possibly one of the most corrupt, perhaps the most corrupt, Senator in office. You're pure dirt Kinsey, and everyone knows it. Why do you think the President so rarely returns your call?"

"What, what do you want?"

"Well that's a good question. Basically, what I want is for you to stop being such an ass..."

"But, wait, I'm not a bad guy! I'm one of the good guys! I'm a patriot! I'm trying to preserve America for our children!"

"You're sure doing a spectacularly bad of it, Senator. Good guys don't go around having genuine heroes kidnapped just to satisfy their curiosity. Good guys are guided by the greater good, not by their desire for greater power. Good guys do not, under any circumstances, condone torture. I know good guys, and you Senator Kinsey, are not a good guy."

Kinsey kind of blinked at this. He sat for a moment then asked, "All right, but my question still stands, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know yet. I have several options. First know this, I talked to Faith about what your minions in the NID were going to do ..."

"The NID is a separate organization, I have nothing to do with them."

"Senator," Willow said dolefully, "don't you realize that you can't get on my good side by lying to me?"

"I'M NOT LYING!" he shouted fearfully, "really the NID doesn't like me. They even tried to have me killed!"

"Yes, but they didn't, more's the pity, instead you made a deal with them for your worthless life. And ever since then, you talk to them, give them suggestions, right?"

"Well, you know, talk is cheap. Sure I talk to a lot of people during my workday, but what they do with it is another matter entirely..."


"All right all right, sure I talk, make suggestions, and yes, they often follow my lead. But, they are ..."

"Shut up," Willow said very softly, and the Senator's mouth closed with a snap. "Now, Faith told me that your ethics-free researchers referred to her as 'Subject 18'. This worries me, what happened to the previous seventeen, and where are they now?"

Kinsey experimentally moved his jaw around and found he could speak again. "I don't know anything about..." His jaw snapped shut again, this time catching the tip of his tongue on a tooth.

Willow shook her finger at him, "Uh uh! You're doing it again, don't lie to me!"

He found he could talk again. He felt the tip of his tongue against his lips, it was really starting to hurt where he had bit it, even though it was just a tiny little piece at the tip. He said, "All right, you win. National Security be dammed! I'll tell you all! The previous seventeen are all dead, OK? They weren't anyone you know, or have anything to do with your Slayers and Watchers, they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time and gave their lives, if unwillingly, for their country."

"You make me sick."

"IT HAS TO BE DONE! Don't you realize this? Someone has to keep us safe..."

"And you elected yourself for the job. Not realizing that this is a democracy and you don't have the right to elect yourself. OK, here's the next question, Why were you interested in Dawn Summers?'

"Who?" seeing Willow's look he quickly added, "oh, the sister of the Slayer. Well, uh, we didn't really need her for experimentation, just as a control subject plus we thought we'd put her to work translating some documents for us, I mean the country. More useful than working at the S G fucking C."

"You know what I think Senator?"

"No, what do you think?" he replied heavily.

"I think it's time for you to resign from government service – you know the drill – so you can spend time with your family. Whattaya say? Deal? Tomorrow morning, anytime before lunch, DC Time, you gather some reporters around and announce you are are resigning effective immediately."

"But, but, I have deals in the works, I have to be in the Senate..."

"No Senator, you really don't have to be in the Senate. Your family, what there is of it, is more important! If you don't like it, I will arrange for your demise. I don't care to do that sort of thing, but if you want me to, I will."

"No, no, you don't have to do that, I'll, I'll, resign tomorrow morning." He put his head down in defeat.

And Senator, I don't want you trying to keep your influence, I want you to renounce all political ties."

Willow could see a tear roll down the Senator's cheek. She smiled, and left.

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"So that's it?" asked Buffy, "he tried to kidnap Dawn, did kidnap Faith and was going to torture her Nazi-style, has been responsible for a large number of deaths and a huge amount of time-wasting nonsense to undo his actions, and his punishment is that he resigns with his pension and benefits?"

"Yeah, I know," said Willow, "I'd really prefer to skin him alive, but been there, done that, don't like sequels." She paused a moment, then added, "I know! Why don't you shove a wooden stake in his black heart? That'd stop him, sure!"

"OK Will, you've made your point, we're not murderers. But still, couldn't we get him charged with something?"

"Sure, you want to testify about why he wanted Faith experimented on? Even if you don't testify about being the Senior Slayer, would you be able to answer all his lawyer's questions? Under oath? You know whatever lawyer he hires will do whatever he has to to win, and we could all end up outed."

"Hmm, that doesn't actually sound too good. Well, let's think on it, see if we can think of something."

Giles said, "Of course, there is yet another problem."

"Of course there is."

Giles frowned briefly at Buffy. "The fact of the matter is that Senator Kinsey was right about one thing: the NID is independent of the Senator. To complicate matters, there is apparently a legitimate side to this organization. The illegal acts attributed to the NID are supposedly due to an illegal offshoot. Now, the truth is not obvious, but it's more than just Kinsey."

Everyone looked glum. But then Willow brightened up and said, "But most of the bad guys were killed in the building explosion!"

"So tell us Will, were you responsible for blowing up that building?"

"Me?! How could you suspect me?"

"Because you could have done it."

"Maybe she did it at the behest of the Powers That Be. That would negate the nasty side affects, wouldn't it?"

"I think that it was fate."

"I thought it was the Powers."

"Wasn't it an accident?"

"So Will, which was it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she replied with a cryptic smile.

The End