This fic occurs in the same continuity as my previous Buffy/Sports Night and Buffy/Law and Order crossovers. Those fics, as well as previous parts of this one, are available at http://www.geocities.com/grnarmadillo
For those non-West Wing viewers out there, I recommend http://www.jedbartlet.com/ as a source for character profiles and episode guides.
SPOILER WARNING: This fic occurs after the season finales of Buffy and the West Wing, and contains spoilers for both.
Disclaimer: I don’t own either Buffy or the West Wing, nor the characters thereof, etc etc. This fanfic is not for profit, and characters are used without permission.
*5:55 AM, June 6th, 2001, T-Minus 5 minutes*
*Outside the Lincoln Memorial*
Donna: “He’s not waking up!”
Tara: “I think he may have a concussion!”
Sam: “Great. With Giles out, who’s going to cast the spell?” *dodges a vampire who lunges at him*
Toby: “Let them worry about that, let’s try not to get eaten, alive. This *IS* a bunch of vampires, not the Press Corps...” *throws a bottle of holy water at a pillar behind the vampire who is advancing on him. The bottle has already hit the rebound portion of it’s bounce off the wall before it shatters, spraying the vampire with holy water from behind*
Xander: *runs in, stakes the vampy* “Nice shot...”
Sam: “He hasn’t been practicing on my wall all year for nothing.....”
Willow: *chants seriously, casts her hands out* “Away!”
Lily: *is knocked through the air by a spell, splashes down into the middle of the reflecting pool*
Josh: “I wonder if we could let that loose on....”
Toby: “No.”
Sam: “But...”
Toby: “NO.”
Lily: *rises to her feet, then rises slowly until she’s standing ON the surface of the water in the pool* “Impressive, little girl. I underestimated you. But no matter... the time is at hand! Kana’rith, God of Life! Before you lies that which would destroy what only you may take away! Let my body be your avatar, that you may....” *her eyes turn bright red, and her voice grows deeper and angrier*
Kana’rith: “Destroy the Slayer!”
Willow waves her hands and a bolt of energy flies out at Kana’rith.... but it does no harm. Kana’rith advances slowly towards Zoey, who is tied up unconscious at the feet of the statue of Lincoln. Dawn stands over Zoey, looking fearfully at the advancing deity. Kana’rith shoulders past Xander, Toby, Josh, and Sam, and is a few feet from Zoey when suddenly a scuffle is heard, as several vampires dust. Kana’rith turns to see... Spike standing in front of Zoey and Dawn.
Spike: “So let me get this straight... you’re an avatar of a god now, right?”
Kana’rith: *deep, unearthly voice* “I am Kana’rith... Protector of all life, human or demon.... stand aside.”
Spike: *holds up a hand* “Well, I would except for this minor problem... you see... I can’t say that I like you all that much.”
Kana’rith: *taken aback* “DO NOT be fooled by this HUMAN body. I TRANSCEND humanity! I AM POWER!”
Spike: “More importantly, when you stopped being human so you could become a bloody god...” *vamps out* “You also became LUNCH, mate.” *tackles Kana’rith*
As Spike struggles and takes a beating from Kana’rith, the rest of the gang comes running up to Zoey.
Dawn: “It’s no good! She won’t wake up!”
Donna: “Can’t someone cast that spell thing?”
Josh: “It’s no good.... the spell was translated from its original demonic tongue into Latin by Catholic Monks, who adapted it with their own faith. It probably won’t even work for a non-Catholic...”
Toby: “Well, I guess that rules us Jews out....”
Xander: “Alright, not to nay-say, but WHERE are we going to find a good Catholic at this time of night?”
Voice: “Abrenuntias satanae?”
Sam: *muttering* “Do you renounce
Satan?”
Voice: *coming closer* “Et
omnibus operibus eus?”
Sam: “And all of his works?”
Voice: “Omnibus pompis eus?”
Sam: “And all his trappings?”
President Bartlet: *holding a cross* “Exorcie te. Omnis spiritus immunde. Adaperiae!
Zoey screams, not in her voice, but in the voice of the girl with the painted face... the First Slayer. She screams again and a large field of energy suddenly burst out of her and dissipates rapidly into the night.
Lily: *having just overcome Spike* “NO!”
Kana’rith: *angry* “WHERE DID SHE GO?!”
Lily: *screaming* “It’s not my fault! They freed the spirit of the First Slayer while you were fooling around with their lackeys!”
Spike: *getting up, with a bloody lip and a black eye* “HEY! I’m nobody’s bloody lackey!”
Kana’rith: “YOU have performed the ritual to summon me to cleanse those who would end life... and now.... the only thing to cleanse is.... YOU.”
Lily: *screams* “Nooooooooooooo! *a portal opens around her, and in a bright flash, she’s gone.
Zoey: *waking up slowly* “Daddy...?”
President Bartlet: “I’m here, Zoey, I’m here.”
*Outside the Press Room, 9 AM*
CJ: *looking towards the door, nervously* “You can do this, Claudia, just another briefing.... they’re not going to eat you alive, really...”
Carol: “CJ! Phone for you!”
CJ: “Phew....”
*Inside*
Danny: “Where’s CJ? She doesn’t usually run this late....”
Mike: “She’s better not be trying to hide from us with this much news going on, it’s going to look suspicious....”
Chris: “Uh.... guys? Who’s that at the podium?”
Anya: “Uh... hi, everyone? My name is Anya... I’m a 24 year old store clerk working in downtown Sunnydale, Ca... Uh... CJ thought I could maybe answer some questions about what life in Sunnydale is like....”
Bobbi: “Anya, government statistics report that Sunnydale has one of the highest per capita death rates due to what they classify as ‘animal attacks’ in the nation. Do you believe that these deaths may be the result of attacks by the creatures experimented on by this “Initiative”?
Anya: “Well... yes, people die sometimes in Sunnydale... but they did long before the Initiative started working there....”
Sondra: “But you think that some people probably died as a result of these covert experiments, which occurred without the knowledge or consent of the civil authorities in your town?”
Anya: “NO!” *near tears* “Why don’t you people understand? The government isn’t all conspiracies and cover-ups and bureaucrats! They saw people dying in Sunnydale, so they came to try and help STOP the deaths! This government isn’t threatening us, even if they didn’t succeed. Even though they don’t understand WHY things happen in Sunnydale, they came in to protect us. They didn’t commit some crime against the American people. They came in to protect our way of life.... the American way of life.” *nods*
For a few moments, there is actually silence in the Press room, as people scribble down Anya’s words and nod, approvingly.
CJ: *walking in* “Thank you, Anya, for clearing that up.” *mutters in Anya’s ear as she pats Anya on the shoulder* “Just so we’re clear, if you ever do that again, I’ll kill you.”
Anya: “Yes, ma’am.”
CJ: *smiles* “You did good....”
Danny: *shouts* “CJ! Any news regarding the abduction of Zoey Bartlet from the White House?”
CJ: *takes the podium* “I just got a call from the Secret Service. I’m pleased to announce that, with the help of some brave people who risked their own lives, Zoey has been rescued from her captors and is now recovering with her father, the President.
Bruce: “CJ, Senator Lillian Wilkins, one of the first to denounce President Bartlet over this Initiative crisis, was reported missing this morning. There are rumors that she was linked to the plot to abduct Zoey, and to the exposure of classified information about the Initiative project. Does the White House have any comment?”
CJ: “Well, I’m not aware of all that evidnce, so at this time the White House simply honor Senator Wilkin’s service in the Senate to date and states that she shall be presumed innocent until proven otherwise, though if she DID plot against the President’s daughter then may God... whichever one she worships, have mercy on her soul.”
*The Oval Office*
The curtains are drawn shut. Bartlet is seated at his desk, as the SG and West Wing Staff files in.
Bartlet: *looking at the paper on his desk, then back up* “William the Bloody, huh?”
Spike: *embarrassed* “Yeah... that’s me.”
Bartlet: *gets up, stern expression* “It says here that you’re wanted for killing a police officer....”
Spike: “I... I wasn’t a very nice fellow for a long time... you know, some bloke bothers me on the street and I’m all ‘bugger off’ and the next thing you know...” *trails off* “But I learned something.... from a friend... my friend gave everything to protect the ones she loved... even people like me.... She respected me... gave me a chance to be a better man, and try to help out. I... I just want to be a better man.”
Bartlet: *looks Spike over* “As the President of the United States, I swore an oath to uphold its laws.”
Spike: “If you need to take me in, I understand.”
Bartlet: *leans over his desk, grabs a pen, signs a piece of paper* “If it weren’t for you, Spike, my daughter would not be alive today. And I have it on authority of all of my advisors that the world would be in the hands of demons by now. By the power vested in me by the Constitution of the United States, I hereby pardon you for all crimes committed within this country. You’ve got a second chance. Make the most of it.”
Dawn: “WHOO HOO!!!” *runs up and hugs Spike*
*Communications office*
Giles walks in, with a head bandage on.
Xander: “It’s the G-Meister, making a full and speedy recovery...”
Giles: “I’m getting too old for this...”
Toby: “Good news, the documents we got from the DoD have cleared the Bartlet administration of all wrongdoing in the Initiative case.”
Josh: *frowns* “I know that we didn’t have anything to do with it, but is it really good that the government isn’t taking responsibility for a project that resulted in the deaths of some of our citizens? I’ve been working on the Tobacco case for a while now, and it’s the same thing in principle... we’re trying to get off without paying.”
Tara: “That... that’s not true!”
Willow: “Yeah... I mean, sure Maggie Walsh wasn’t completely stable... in fact why SHE was teaching a course on Psychology is beyond me....”
Giles: “What we’re trying to say is this. Though she may have been a complete bitca, she was doing the same thing all of us were. Trying to do what she thought was right.”
Xander: “Giles! Such language.”
Willow: “Who would have thunk it?”
Donna: “Hey guys, your car’s here.”
Xander: “You know, I’m going to miss this place.”
Tara: “Really?”
Xander: “Yeah, I could hang out here forever.”
Sam: *screaming from his office* “OH MY GOD!!!! MY SPEECH’S BEEN MASSACRED! WHO GAVE THIS TO AINSLEY HAYES?!?!”
Xander: “On second thought, let’s split.”
Fin.
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