Wiccan Science
I really hurried this chapter I just wanted to get it up as soon as possible, so I'm really sorry if it's a complete mess. Please review and give me any suggestions or comments you like, I practically live for reviews, they make me all happy and I grin inanely for ages after I read them. Thanx to everyone who reviews, luv you all loads.
Darklight: Was that a challenge? I'll see what can do.
Part 2
Something wanted her awake, she had yet to determine what it was but hopefully if she ignored it, it would go away.
Nope not working, time to wake up.
Willow opened her eyes slowly, blinking in the light coming through the curtains. It took her a few seconds to realise that her cell phone was ringing. Who the hell would call me at this unearthly time in the morning, she groaned reaching clumsily for the offending item, knocking it off the table in the process.
She picked the still ringing phone up from the floor and pressing the answer button spoke into it groggily, 'hello?'
'Hi, Willow?' she couldn't place the voice immediately, it was definitely male but that was as much as she could tell. 'Yeah' she answered rubbing her eyes in an attempt to wake up.
'Hi, its Daniel, from last night, did I wake you up?' the voice finally clicked, it was the hottie from the night before. He may be cute but that's no excuse for waking me up at whatever time it is now.
'Yeah you did, what time is it?' even in her current sleepy state her irritation was apparent in her voice.
'Its just left 8am, I'm really sorry for waking you, I just wanted to check you were ok, and…um…maybe ask you out for lunch.' Lunch? Well she was now fully awake, he was kind of sweet, but hold on, 8am,
'Shit, I'm late, oh sorry Daniel, don't worry about getting me up, in fact you did me a favour I should have left 10 minutes ago, oh and I'd love to go to lunch with you just tell me where and when.' Great now I sound easy, I may as well have cards printed with my number on them and start leaving them in phone booth, 'looking for a good time call Willow'.
'Great, how about I meet you outside the Irish Bar on Fifth Street since I know you know it, we can go to this great café I know about. About one, is that ok for you?' he sounded nervous even though she had already said yes, it was cute. I really have to stop saying he's cute people will start talking. Yeah right, as if anyone cares what I do or think.
'Sounds fine, I'll see you then. Bye.' She waited for him to say 'bye' and hung up. She quickly went to shower and get dressed.
She had decided last night that she would train and become a demon fighter, it was obvious that more places than Sunnyhell had demon problems and since she was atoning and all she figured she should do something about it. She had intended to get up early and sign up at a gym she had passed last night so she could train, she was fit and able to fight as it was from living life on the Hellmouth but she knew that she could never be ready enough. If she wanted to stay alive in her new line of work she would have to be exceptional. She also planned to adhere to a strict regime of training and slaying, as well as finding work somewhere starting that morning. Yeah, great way to start the first day of your new plan, sleep in, very disciplined Will.
She ignored herself (although she wasn't entirely sure that was possible) and walked out the hotel room door towards the gym.
'That's one hundred dollars for a years membership, we have gyms all over the country and you will be able to use any of them.' The woman at the front desk continued to tell her the perks that would come with handing over her money while Willow tuned out and got slightly lost in her thoughts.
She had come to this city after her attempted mass murder, her friends at home had spoken to her and it had been agreed that it might be best if she left to get away from the influence of the Hellmouth. They were scared of you, the just wanted you gone and you know it. That had been 3 months ago, she had been in this particular place for a few days, before that she had travelled about aimlessly. About a week ago her family lawyer had emailed her, telling her that her trust fund was now active. Her parents had obviously felt guilty for their neglect of her, because it was huge, her bank balance now read just over $850,000 so money was not a problem. She still felt guilty about her previous actions and cut up about Tara's death, but she was slowly getting over it, the fact that she now had a purpose was a big part in her healing process.
It took her a second to realise that the woman had stopped talking and was now looking at her expectantly. 'Oh sorry' she muttered apologetically, she reached into her purse and pulled out one hundred dollars, handed it to the woman and picked up a pen to sign the form in front of her, confirming her one year membership.
It was three hours later and Willow was back in her hotel room and getting ready for her lunch date with Daniel. She could hardly believe she was going to meet a guy she knew nothing about, it went totally against all her Sunnydale instincts, he really is cute though, I can just imagine his hands on me and I'm going to stop that train of thought right now, I'm going to lunch not his place for hot, steamy sex. LESBIAN remember. Even as she thought it she knew it wasn't true, she had realised months ago that she was bisexual and was completely happy with that.
She was meeting him in an hour and she had to find something to wear. She had showered at the gym so her outfit and makeup were all that was left to do.
It took her a little over twenty-five minutes but eventually she decided on a knee length black skirt and a dark green v-neck top. She applied her usual amount of makeup, which was minimal to say the least, pulled on a pair of low-heeled dark green shoes and was ready to go.
Since she still had a little over fifteen minutes before she had to leave she went to sort out her things in the three bags that she took everywhere she went. She folded a few of the clothes she had taken out and placed them back neatly in the first bag. She passed over the second bag which held her laptop and a few of her favourite books as well as momento's from her life in Sunnydale. Moving to her third bag she opened it and examined the contents thoughtfully. In front of her were an array of weapons, texts on demons and magic and any ingredients she would need to do the low-level magics that were all she allowed herself. She pulled out a small dagger, which was designed to strap onto her thigh, and attached it to herself securely. Better safe than sorry.
With that thought she picked up the bag and looked for somewhere to hide it, she didn't want some nosy maid finding it and calling the cops. It took a while but she finally found that small sections of the ceiling in the bathroom lifted up revealing a small space between the ceiling and the room above just large enough for her to hide her bag in.
Satisfied with the hiding place Will looked at her watch and found she had only five minutes before she was meeting Daniel, she grabbed her purse and swiftly left the room.
If the van had been large enough Daniel would be pacing, as it was he was having to settle for tapping his fingers on his seat.
As soon as the Willow had left he had gone and told the story to Carter, Teal'c and Jack. They had driven back to the mountain immediately and spoken to the General with Carter constantly coming up with new theories as to what kind of weapon apart from a zat could disintegrate a person.
It was well into the early hours of the morning when it was decided that Daniel would phone the girl and keep her talking long enough to find out where she was, he was also to ask her out in order to let the team go into where ever it was she stayed and set up surveillance. Sam and Jack had not been too pleased about that, they were understandably nervous about him being with some sort of alien who could do whatever it was she had done to that guy last night. They had eventually been forced to agree but only under the conditions that there would be people watching them the entire time they were together, oh and Daniel had to wear a wire.
So now it was almost time for him to go and meet her, he had been back to his apartment for a few hours and grabbed some sleep before going back to the mountain and eventually being shipped out in this large black van while the surveillance people stuck the wire carefully to his chest so it would be hidden under his clothes.
Strangely enough he wasn't at all worried about the possible danger, after all the woman had only attacked in self defence, it was entirely possible that she didn't want to hurt anyone.
He was eager to go and practically leapt out of the van when he got the all clear, he calmed down, walked over to their arranged meeting place, and waited.
It was a few minutes past one and he was beginning to get nervous. What if she knows what's going on, what if she disappears, what if she just doesn't want to meet me? Hold on where did that thought come from, he was there to do his job, absolutely nothing else, at all, God he was in trouble.
It was at that point he noticed Willow half walking, half jogging towards him, 'sorry I'm late, I totally lost track of time.' She looked stunning, the green top brought out the colour of her hair and made her eyes seem even greener, please don't let her be an alien.
'It's only a few minutes past, I'm sure I can find it in me to forgive you, will we go, I know this great little café, its about a five minute walk away.' Their conversation continued on fairly random subjects for a while, Daniel was having fun and feeling kind of guilty about it, he couldn't believe he was keeping her occupied while a whole bunch of military guys went through her stuff and put cameras and bugs in her hotel room. He had to know if she was an alien before he grew more attached to her.
'So what do you do, work wise I mean?' the question startled him out of his reverie
'I'm an archaeologist,' he replied with an easy half truth and was interested when instead of growing immediately bored like most people she seemed to perk up.
'Really, where do you base your digs, would I know about any of your finds, what is your last name anyway? She really was interested, he was amazed and praying even harder that she wasn't an alien, he had only spoken to her for about an hour in total and he was definitely going to ask her out in a non-surveillance way.
'Jackson and most of my digs are based in Egypt,' he spoke for about a minute and then noticed that she was frowning as though trying to remember something, she broke out into a smile.
'You're the Alien guy, I remember now, I read some of your papers a few years back, it was an interesting theory, I'd never really given much thought to aliens before I just always assumed that most of these things were demon related. I…mean, um, demonstrations, you know demon short for demonstrations. Yeah I thought most of the alien stuff about was hoaxes and people trying to get in the news and get a bit of attention, but I suppose it kind of makes sense, and I'm rambling aren't I, sorry.' She was talking kind of breathlessly and he got the distinct feeling she was hiding something, but that was completely outweighed by the fact that she actually knew who he was and she wasn't laughing at his old theories.
After that they talked about Egypt and a whole variety of other things, they sat there for over three hours until Daniel heard his phone ring. He answered it hearing Jacks voice at the other end, 'Hey, we're out, so we'll get you back at the van as soon as you can get away, bye.' Jack hung up but Daniel spoke into the phone as if there was someone there, completely faking a conversation, finally he put the phone away and stood up.
'I'm really sorry Willow, I've got to go there's a bit of an emergency at work, can I meet you again soon.' He felt really lousy now for what he had done, but he really wanted to see her again and he figured he'd get over the guilt, and the surveillance was only for a while anyway. You're making excuses to yourself, you don't deserve to see her again.
'Sure, I had a really nice time, I hope its nothing too serious, you can give me a call if you feel like meeting up again. Bye.' She moved to walk away but turned around again and stepped towards him, giving him a small hug, 'see you soon.' She said softly before turning and heading back in the direction of her hotel.
His heart almost stopped when she hugged him, and he just knew he was standing watching her retreating back with an extremely goofy smile on his face. This is business, he tried to remind himself sternly, yeah right.
Slowly he made his way to where the van was parked not sure if he wanted to know if the team had found anything or not.
Willow made her way down the hallway towards her room, smiling as she thought about her date with Daniel, he was great, and she was just dying for him to call again.
She reached her room and opened the door, she stepped in and the smile was completely wiped off her face. She could feel them, she still had her magical senses open even though she didn't use magic any more and right now she could sense the seven individuals who had searched her things. She went straight to the bathroom, relieved when she didn't find any traces of them on the ceiling there.
She returned to the main room and sat on her bed, she closed her eyes and opened her senses fully. Bingo! In amongst all the human signatures she found electronic devices, six of them, transmitting, even as she watched. Somewhere, someone was watching her, she felt the magic rise with her anger, she knew she would find that her hair and eyes were black if she looked in the mirror but she didn't care. She widened the spread of her senses, following the tiny signals the bugs were giving out, she followed the trail out of the city and straight to where she knew there was a military base.
She reigned in her senses, still running on her anger, so the military are spying on me, I wonder if they realise what they're up against.
With that she moved quickly into the hall outside her room and after making sure no one was watching, used her magic to take her to the bastards who had destroyed her privacy.
