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lyl_devilTitle: A Perfectly Ordinary Day (Willow/NCIS)
Author: Lyl (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt – 079: Stumble
Words: 609
Summary: She'd dealt with vampires, demons, apocalypses and even evil Watchers, but nothing even remotely close to this.
Spoilers: SWAK
Notes: We're now into actual episodes – SWAK (Sealed With A Kiss) in this case. I'll try to keep everything clear for those who haven't seen the episodes, but tell me if I'm skipping something important.
~!~
Willow was working on a perfectly ordinary task, on a perfectly ordinary day, when everything went to Hell.
She'd dealt with vampires, demons, apocalypses and even evil Watchers, but nothing even remotely close to this.
“We're evacuating the building. Everyone out the emergency exits immediately.”
She'd spent enough time watching the training and emergency preparedness videos, that Willow knew what she should do. However, they didn't prepare her for the adrenaline and fear that suddenly spiked through her. NCIS didn't have unannounced fire drills or evacuations – they always got an email or a warning days before.
A thunk and whirring sound drew her attention to the ceiling.
“They just shut off the air,” said someone in the room, and Willow was glad to know she wasn't the only one scared.
“Do we know what's going on?” she asked out loud as they all made a hasty exit down the stairs and out into the bright morning sunlight. This was not Sunnydale, and there was no Slayer around the corner to come and save the day from whatever danger there was.
“They wouldn't shut down the ventilation unless there was a fire or...”
“Or what?” she asked Jason, the only one who seemed remotely calm. Or maybe it just looked that way to her panicking eyes.
“Or they don't want to risk spreading something to the rest of the building.”
“Biological attack,” whispered Willow. Theory and what-ifs had just become reality, and it scared her more than she thought.
Shading her eyes, she looked around the mass of milling people, searching for one head in particular, cursing her own short stature. “Can you see Agent Gibbs?”
“I'll go see what I can find out,” Jason told her after a moment, disappearing into the crowd.
“Oh God, do you think we're all going to die?” asked a vaguely hysterical voice. Turning, Willow found it was another IT tech – Andy – that had spoken. He had the wide eyed, desperate look that she knew from Sunnydale; the look people wore when their carefully constructed views of the world came crashing down in the face of reality.
“They wouldn't have evacuated us if we were, Andy,” she said, a hand on his arm the only form of comfort she could offer. “We're out here, because they didn't want to expose anyone else.”
“That means we're fine, moron,” added Dale, another of the IT guys, but Willow didn't have it in her to be irked about his rudeness. Looking around quickly at the faces of the other guys she worked with, Willow realized they all had some level of panic and fear in their eyes. Dale being Dale would only enforce the belief that everything was fine and under control.
When Dale wasn't being his normal pissy, sarcastic self, that's when people started to worry.
“See? So, while we wait, let's just find a place to sit and enjoy the beautiful morning?” Willow suggested, ushering them towards a slight hill in the grass. “You could all do with a little more sun.”
Ignoring the mild grumbling from the mostly-pale group, Willow was glad to see that more groups of NCIS staff were doing the same thing. A number of people were taking the entire situation in stride, and their calm helped to reinforce the overall tone of everyone there.
Now, if only she could find out where her uncle and her friends were.
A beeping at her waist drew her attention, and she saw a text message from Jason.
Reading it, all the blood froze in her veins and her hands trembled.
'Letter with white powder opened in Gibbs' office.'
END
Author: Lyl (
lyl_devil)Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt – 079: Stumble
Words: 609
Summary: She'd dealt with vampires, demons, apocalypses and even evil Watchers, but nothing even remotely close to this.
Spoilers: SWAK
Notes: We're now into actual episodes – SWAK (Sealed With A Kiss) in this case. I'll try to keep everything clear for those who haven't seen the episodes, but tell me if I'm skipping something important.
~!~
Willow was working on a perfectly ordinary task, on a perfectly ordinary day, when everything went to Hell.
She'd dealt with vampires, demons, apocalypses and even evil Watchers, but nothing even remotely close to this.
“We're evacuating the building. Everyone out the emergency exits immediately.”
She'd spent enough time watching the training and emergency preparedness videos, that Willow knew what she should do. However, they didn't prepare her for the adrenaline and fear that suddenly spiked through her. NCIS didn't have unannounced fire drills or evacuations – they always got an email or a warning days before.
A thunk and whirring sound drew her attention to the ceiling.
“They just shut off the air,” said someone in the room, and Willow was glad to know she wasn't the only one scared.
“Do we know what's going on?” she asked out loud as they all made a hasty exit down the stairs and out into the bright morning sunlight. This was not Sunnydale, and there was no Slayer around the corner to come and save the day from whatever danger there was.
“They wouldn't shut down the ventilation unless there was a fire or...”
“Or what?” she asked Jason, the only one who seemed remotely calm. Or maybe it just looked that way to her panicking eyes.
“Or they don't want to risk spreading something to the rest of the building.”
“Biological attack,” whispered Willow. Theory and what-ifs had just become reality, and it scared her more than she thought.
Shading her eyes, she looked around the mass of milling people, searching for one head in particular, cursing her own short stature. “Can you see Agent Gibbs?”
“I'll go see what I can find out,” Jason told her after a moment, disappearing into the crowd.
“Oh God, do you think we're all going to die?” asked a vaguely hysterical voice. Turning, Willow found it was another IT tech – Andy – that had spoken. He had the wide eyed, desperate look that she knew from Sunnydale; the look people wore when their carefully constructed views of the world came crashing down in the face of reality.
“They wouldn't have evacuated us if we were, Andy,” she said, a hand on his arm the only form of comfort she could offer. “We're out here, because they didn't want to expose anyone else.”
“That means we're fine, moron,” added Dale, another of the IT guys, but Willow didn't have it in her to be irked about his rudeness. Looking around quickly at the faces of the other guys she worked with, Willow realized they all had some level of panic and fear in their eyes. Dale being Dale would only enforce the belief that everything was fine and under control.
When Dale wasn't being his normal pissy, sarcastic self, that's when people started to worry.
“See? So, while we wait, let's just find a place to sit and enjoy the beautiful morning?” Willow suggested, ushering them towards a slight hill in the grass. “You could all do with a little more sun.”
Ignoring the mild grumbling from the mostly-pale group, Willow was glad to see that more groups of NCIS staff were doing the same thing. A number of people were taking the entire situation in stride, and their calm helped to reinforce the overall tone of everyone there.
Now, if only she could find out where her uncle and her friends were.
A beeping at her waist drew her attention, and she saw a text message from Jason.
Reading it, all the blood froze in her veins and her hands trembled.
'Letter with white powder opened in Gibbs' office.'
END