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Ergo Propter Hoc

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Summary: Cordelia has a vision that leads her to the White House, love, and a whole lot of trouble

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Television > West Wing > Cordelia-Centered(Moderator)MalanaFR1543,1630114,98213 Jul 0316 Sep 04No

Chapter 1

"After it, therefore because of it. It means one thing follows the other, therefore it was caused by the
other, but it's not always true. In fact, it's hardly ever true."
-President Bartlet, TWW, 1.2 "Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc

Chapter 1

"The First Lady's birthday party." Cordelia's voice was triumphant.

Angel hurried over. He stood behind her, looking at the computer screen. "You're sure?" he asked.

Cordelia nodded, "It makes sense, it's the next party at the White House. It's on Saturday."

"So we have a week."

"We're going to need it. I mean, this isn't just a bar, or something. This is the White House. We can't just walk into the First Lady's birthday party." Cordelia shook her head. "I mean, do you have any idea what kind of security those kind of things involve. God, why did the Powers give me this vision, if we can't do anything about it?"

Angel placed a hand on Cordelia's' shoulder. "Cordelia, calm down. We'll figure this out. If you had the vision, then it's for a reason. There has to be something we can do."

There was silence for a moment, then Wesley spoke up from the desk where he had been sitting, "Exactly how good of a hacker is Ms. Rosenberg?"

Cordelia and Angel both looked at him in surprise,

"You aren't serious," Cordelia exclaimed.

"Wesley, even if Willow is good enough to do something like that, we're not talking about hacking into coroner reports here. This is the federal government. Do you have any idea how much trouble she would get in?" Angel crossed his arms, "We can't ask her to put herself it that situation."

"Well, there must be something that we can do. We can't just let this guy die." Cordelia stood and began pacing the room. "The Powers wouldn't have given me the vision if we could do anything about it."

"The Council." Wesley stated simply.

"What?" Cordelia asked. "You mean the Watcher's Council. You mean the guys who fired you for letting one slayer go all evil, and for being totally unable to control the good one?"

Wesley paused for a second. "Yes, thank you, Cordelia. That is, in fact, exactly what I was talking about. I do still have some connections in the Council. For a situation like this, I'm sure I could get their assistance."

"But do you think they could actually do something like this?" Angel asked.

"I do. The Council does have a bit on influence on the government, not just the British government either. I think they would be able to go through the right channels to get us into the party."

Angel nodded, "All right. Check your connections. But two people is a little less conspicuous than three. We could work out a back story of Cordelia being my date. Wesley, I want you staying here with the others. Something might happen in LA while we're gone."

"I'll get on this right away." Wesley went back to his desk and picked up his phone.

"Cordelia, we should start researching what you saw in your vision. It was different than usual, that has to mean something. I also want to know what this energy beam you saw could be."

"Okay," Cordy agreed. "Let's hit the books."
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