Rainbow over Sunnydale

by JoeB1451

(Complete)When the Initiative goes AWOL Buffy might need some help to stop them from opening the Hellmouth. (A Rainbow SixBuffy crossover.)

23. Chapter 23

Rainbow Over Sunnydale Chapter 23
by Joe Black


Disclaimer: Red Storm and Tom Clancy own Rainbow and Characters. Joss Whedon owns Buffy and Characters. Anyone else belongs to me. I make no profit of the following except to have a little fun.

Spoilers: Buffy to present. Rainbow to Bear and the Dragon.

Authors note 1: I am adjusting the Buffy time line slightly, this fic starts just after "Never Leave Me", moving things back about a month.

Authors note 2: I can't seem to get Fanfic to except my special formatting. So anytime you see this '* anything inside is in a foreign language. And if you see this [*] it's some ones thoughts.

Authors note 3:  I am now accepting anonymous reviews.  I apologize to anyone who tried to leave one before; I thought that it was the default setting.

Notes to reviewers:

Ack: Thanks, don't tell Tom you did that, but considering he already got your money I don't think he would care.  Haven't picked it up myself yet.  Still going through 'Chosen', nice of them to publish a source book for me.

Dorothy: Thought you might enjoy Riley getting a little bit back.  I have plans for new living arrangements for the Potentials, but it's a little bit in the future.

              And Clark only thinks he is beginning to understand the weirdness that is The Scoobies.

Antonio Cabbaas:  I think you will be surprised who gets sent, but to answer your question, no.  Rainbow will be showing up next chapter, or possibly the one after at the latest.

LmiC2001:  Glad you also liked how Riley was dealt with.  Have definite plans for Clark/D'Hoffyrn story line.  And I think that England will be straightened out.

Catlimere:  Thank you.  I think you win the prize for being most happy that Riley got abused, poor guy.  I would imagine that a lot of organizations around the world whose job was to watch the supernatural would have paid real close attention to Jack Ryan's ascension, from the Vatican on down.

JA Baker:  I'm Glad you liked the line too.  I think that was a personal record for me. Two people finding something I wrote good enough to comment on.  Thank you. 

Thanks to all that reviewed. Constructive criticisms always welcomed. Flames cheerfully ignored.


John Clark sat the desk in the office for several minutes after Riley had left. He placed his hands flat on the desk and pushed to keep them from shaking. Up until know magic hadn't been real. Oh yeah, the vampire last night had been there; just the throbbing of his hand was proof enough of that. But that had been over so quick, it really hadn't sunk in, just another bad guy to take down. The conversation at Buffy's last night, the discussion about Willow, it hadn't penetrated. Willow able to end the world? Come on she's 120 lbs. soaking wet, able to end the world? Subconsciously he supposed he had treated it like a kid holding her breath till she turned blue. But he had talked to Buffy, in the graveyard, and last night in the hall. She had been dead for 4 months? For the first time magic was real, it was out there, and John Clark had no clue how it worked, or what to do about it. For the first time in a long time he was involved in a situation that he wasn't sure what was next. He sat back and breathed deeply, and calmed himself. Ruefully he decided that he would be adding a witch to the payroll, if she were interested of course.

That decided he got up and went to see what was going on with everyone else. He needed to talk about D'Hoffyrn with Willow to see if she could offer any insights to what he might be after. He also went over in his head what he would be talking to Giles about.

Wilkens Memorial Park
Sunnydale CA
26Oct2002
1230 hours

Dawn walked into the park scanning for Kit and Carlos, she saw them leaning up against a wall over by the lake watching the younger kids playing around the shoreline. Kit was seated on a low wall wearing her trademark black, while Carlos was leaning up against it wearing jeans and a Nine-Inch Nails t-shirt smoking a cigarette. They both saw Dawn at the same time and nodded to her by way of greeting as she walked up to them.

"Those will kill you," she told Carlos, nodding at the cigarette. Dawn had unsuccessfully been trying to get Carlos to quit since she had met him and Kit in the basement of Sunnydale High school on the first day of class there.

"Dawn, we live in Sunnydale, I'm sure something will take care of that long before I get lung cancer." Carlos assured her.

"Well, you don't have to help them yourself," She retorted.
Carlos shook his head, but dropped the but and ground it out with his foot.

"So did you find out anything else about what was in your house the other night?" Kit asked. She had been talking to Dawn on the phone when all sort of weirdness had started happening at the Summer's house. Dawn had told her the next day that something had come into the house and had pretended to be her mother, trying to drive a wedge between her and Buffy.

"Yeah, it's bad news too, did I ever tell you about The First?" Dawn asked.

"First what?" Carlos returned, looking confused.

"The First Evil," Dawn told him.

Kit and Carlos shook their heads, so Dawn gave them a condensed version of what it was. "So if you run into someone you know is dead it's probably this thing, so don't pay attention to it.

"They attacked our house last night and kidnapped Spike," Dawn continued.

"That whacked out vamp that your sister found in the school basement?" Carlos wanted to know, "What did they want him for?"

"Don't know, Buffy couldn't find anything out last night; and be nice, Spike's a friend, he's just going through some hard times is all." Dawn told Carlos, slightly angrily.

Carlos held up his hands, he'd seen Dawn fight; he'd take her against anyone her side of Rocky.

Accepting his apology she handed him her Coke Slushy.  He took hit a off of it and went to hand it back to Dawn but she motioned him to give it to Kit.  She took a sip and handed it back to Dawn.

"I have to head back to the Magic Box and get picked up," Dawn said, "Either of you want a lift home?"

"Is your sister driving?"  Carlos asked.

"Nah she's doing something, it'll probably be Willow," Dawn assured him.

Kit jumped down off of the wall and she and Carlos started following Dawn out of the park.  "Oh yeah," Dawn began, "If you see any new clean-cut army types hanging around town let me know would you?"

"Why?"  Carlos asked, "Or would you have to kill us if you told us?"

"Maybe," Dawn replied with out looking.

Kit and Carlos looked at each other; you could never tell when Dawn was joking.

Washington Post Building

1150 15th Street N.W.

Washington DC

26Oct2002

1535 hours

Tanner Gaudrue, Bob Holtzman's editor stuck his head in his door and said, "Oh, good you're here.  Grab your bag you need to be on Air Force One, it's leaving from Andrew's in ninety minutes."

Holtzman looked up from his computer where he was trying to run down some more information on Sunnydale and Willow Rosenberg.  "Where am I going?"  He asked his editor.  Mid-term elections were less than two weeks away and Ryan would be out stumping for candidates that he hoped to help get elected.  Holtzman hadn't heard anything that would need a senior reporter to report on though.

"I just got this over the fax," Tanner said, handing over a print out.  "It looks like Ryan is declaring war on Senator Richard Kincaid."

Holtzman read over the fax and whistled, "He is accusing him of everything but sacrificing his first born to get political office.  I've never seen a sitting president go after someone like this."

"Which is why I want you to on Air Force One.  Find out what's going on," Tanner ordered.

"Aye, Aye Sir!"  Bob Holtzman said gathering up the files and notes that he had been keeping and placing them into a filing cabinet that he locked.

Watching Holtzman gather up the pile of papers Tanner asked, "What are you working on here?"

"Background only, I'm not prepared to discuss it yet," Holtzman said tersely as he headed out the door.

Tanner sighed.  Holtzman had been burned right after Ryan had become president.  He had been working on a story that probably would have made Ryan look pretty good and possibly won him a Pulitzer but someone had taken the research and attacked Ryan with it.  Holtzman since then had sat on stories till he was ready to publish.  It was annoying but Bob was good enough that it was worth the inconvenience.

Remembering the name on one of the folders he said to himself, "Who would name a town Sunnydale?"

Sunnydale FBI Office

451 Front Street

Sunnydale CA

26Oct2002

1250 hrs

John Clark looked up from where he had printouts spread out in front of him on the table when the doorbell rang downstairs.  "I got it," Susan Conners said as she headed for door.  Clark returned to the photos.  The problem was that the photos were in a slightly different scale than the maps that Frayne Murphy had.  They had managed to find the high school but no one was sure where the tree lot had been.  Murphy and Conners both had artificial trees and Willow was a Wiccan and had never helped Buffy get a tree.

Murphy had remarked that the Sunnydale High's basement looked like the Minotaur's Labyrinth, with passages leading off from it in all directions.

"Xander helped build this right?"  Clark asked Willow.

"I guess, I was in England when it happened though," Willow told the General.

Susan returned then with Buffy, Ding, an older man, and three younger girls in tow.

Buffy made the intro's, "General John Clark, this Rupert Giles, my watcher," The 'my' was proprietary, "This is," she thought a moment, "Molly, Annabelle, and Kennedy," she nodded to each of the girls in turn.

"Ladies," he said to the Potentials, "Mr. Giles pleased to meet you," he said holding out his hand.

Giles took the hand and shook it, "I wish I could say the same General, but I think you can understand why I am a little bit concerned."

"Hopefully I can change you mind," Clark said.  Turning to Ding he asked, "How'd it go out in the woods?"

"Good, there were only four of the hounds, and we got the Doc and her family into some ambulances and headed for the hospital."  Ding replied.

"Okay, I'll get a full report later."

Clark turned to Buffy and said, "We need your help, no one is sure where that tree lot was."

Buffy nodded as she, Giles, and the three potentials went up to the conference table and stared down at the maps and printouts.

"What's this?"  Giles asked curious.

"General Clark had access to a satellite that could take pictures of the underside of Sunnydale," Buffy explained looking at where they were putting the montage of the high school together.

"That would have been useful on several occasions," Giles commented.

"Trade you one KH-12 for your teleportation trick," Clark offered.

"Pardon?" Giles looked up at Clark questioning.

"Last year, when you teleported from England to here to help with Willow," Clark elaborated.

Giles looked at Buffy with an 'exactly what have you told them?' look.  Turning to the General he said, "I'm sorry, I can't do that my self, a coven in England sent me.  I doubt they would be interested in a satellite."

"Thought that would be too easy," Clark lamented.

"Well yes," Giles said, giving one of his shrugging smiles.

"I have a question," Ding said.  "You asked me if I had ever been invisible, like it was a possibility.  What made you think that?"  Looking at Buffy.

"Well I figured when you government guy's grabbed Marcie Ross that you knew all about that stuff."  Buffy explained.

"Marcie Ross?"  Ding asked.

"Yeah, you know invisible psycho girl?" Buffy asked.

"Why would we know anything about that," Clark asked.

"Well she was grabbed by some government types, they said they were FBI agents, but I always figured they were either CIA, or once I found out about it The Initiative."

"Buffy trust me, if we had any invisible people working at Langley I would have know about it, I would have probably helped train them."  Clark told her.

Frayne Murphy who had been hanging back during this conversation asked, "Could you describe these FBI agents?"

Buffy shrugged, "One was kind of average and balding.  The other one was a little chunky and had a mustache."

Murphy frowned at Sue and went to a file cabinet, he pulled out a folder and pulled two pictures out and showed them to Buffy, "Are these the men?"  He asked.

Buffy took the pictures and looked at them, "They could be, but this was like six years ago and a lot has happened since."

Turning to Pat O'Day he said, "These are the two agents who died."

Pat took the photos and looked at them, "Let me see what you have on the one you think was murdered, looks like both could have been killed to shut them up."

Buffy looked confused, "You think someone killed these guys?"

Frayne nodded and told what he suspected.

"Nice folks, who ever they are."  Buffy commented and headed over to the table to see if they had lined up the underside of the tree lot yet.

Pat took the folders from Frayne and sat down and started to go through them.

Clarks cell phone went off, "Hello," he said into it.

"John, it's Allister.  We are about one hour out from Sunnydale. What do you want us to do when we get there?"

"I'll have Ding meet you at the airport, we are working on some permanent living quarters right now, but we might have to spend the night in a motel.  There are some special circumstances that I need to go over face-to-face though so that may change."  Clark was conscious of all of the Sunnydale residents frowning at his last statement, then not wanting to be left out the three potentials started frowning his way too.

"Understood," Allister said, "See you in a couple of hours then," he finished and signed off.

Buffy was the first to speak, "I thought we had this out last night why motel rooms aren't a real good idea?" 

"I know Buffy, but you have 8 people in your house as it is.  There are eleven more coming in with Allister, I think twenty-two people under your roof would be a little cramped."  Turning to Willow he asked, "A revocation was mentioned, would it be possible to do one of those on six or seven motel rooms quickly?"

"I could do it, there isn't a lot to it.  But I think the local motel is going to be upset by us nailing crosses to the walls by the doors and windows," Willow replied.

"Let me worry about that," Clark assured her.  Turning to Ding, "Why don't you head out to the Airport and collect Allister and Team 1.  Hit Avis and get a couple of vehicles too."

Ding nodded and started heading for the door.

"Willow would you go with Ding and do what ever you need to do to those rooms to make them vampire resistant?  You will still be on the clock."

Willow looked at Buffy, who nodded and said, "If you think you are up for it."

Willow smiled and head over to Ding who held the door open for her.

Clark looked over at Murphy, "With your permission I would like to use your office as our base camp tonight."

Murphy shrugged, "I was ordered to give you full cooperation, so Mi casa. Es su casa.

"Thank you," Clark said sincerely.

Once Ding and Willow had taken off, Pat O'Day stood up and said, "If we are using this place as a base then I'll go grab Wells and bring him here."  He headed out as well.

Buffy, Sue, and Giles had finally managed to locate the old tree lot and were lining up the appropriate photos.  Clark came up beside them and said, "Mr. Giles if you don't mind I would like to talk to you about the Hellmouth."