Will this Aftermath Never End?
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And a big thank you to all those who reviewed.
Also a thank you for Bobboky for letting me know that Sharon's goodies were on display and no one moved to do a thing. I didn't think the scene all the way through and I didn't get to deal with it properly until now.
Thank you Bobboky
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Stark Tower, Rooftop.
"Sir, agent Coulson and a party of several young women that match agent Morse genetic make up and an independent operative by the name of Blade are on their way up." JARVIS reported.
"Have Coulson drop by Peppers office and pick up one of her spare outfits. We have a naked young woman that will need something to wear."
"Very good sir."
Tony made sure that he had a record for everything that happened so far, and not just to ogle the new stunning beauty.
Now if he could only figure out why he couldn't hear the Mambo jumbo crowd over there. "Uh, is it just me or can anyone hear what they're saying?"
Xander gave Sharon his coat, since he was the only man here with one and Dawn wasn't about to give up her favorite red leather jacket. "Have you ever watched 'Get Smart?', it's something like that."
"What? You mean the sixties spy comedy?"
"Yep. What were your favorite gadgets on the show?"
Tony thought back for a moment. Aside from agent 99 and the occasional idea he got from it. It was okay. "There was the shoe phone and Hymie that gave me the idea for the LMD (Life Model Decoy)...oh yeah, the cone of silence...but I don't see any equipment to...I hate magic!"
"Who doesn't. For years it mocked me, after a decade and a half I barely have the energy to do a few spells and rituals. Most watchers I know can handle at least a couple of dozen odd spells and rituals. That's why I have my own practitioner whenever I travel. Isn't that right Dawn?"
Dawn didn't turn her head to respond. She was still in the middle of a stare down with 'Sharon', "Yeah. Whatever." her attitude said don't bother me on pain of dismemberment.
"See? Any-who the silence spell is a must for most world ending situations..."
"Get a lot of those do you?" asked Tony.
"...Two to four a year personally. Lots of nuts and bolts out there that are more than willing to acquire a bit of power, and they don't mind selling the rest of us to the closest rule of whatever hell dimension is at hand. Never doubt the power of the silence spell...I wonder if I can channel all this cosmic energy to power it..."
Tony didn't like where this was going. He'd seen Xander go off on tangents before and he didn't want to waste his time. "Mind coming back to the planet New York any time soon Xander?"
"What? Oh yeah. You're definitely right. Now's not the time to wonder if my unmixy relationship with magic is over. Lots of time to experiment later on, preferably with Willow around to put out the occasional fire or to banish the accidentally summoned arch fiends of..."
"Xander!" Tony yelled.
"Oops. Did it again. Thems the hazards of working with a Scooby. Short attention span. Personally I blame television...oh. Did it again. Anyway, what were we talking about? Oh yeah. Silence spell. Willow doesn't even have to wave her hands around now a days. She just wills her spells. Kinda scary, but that's my Wills."
"Just how powerful is she?" Tony wondered aloud.
"Dis you see how Thor treated her?" at Tony's nod Xander continued, "and do you remember how he treats you?"
"Yeah...hey! What's the big idea Thor?" Tony turned to Thor' while Xander snickered behind him.
'Mission misdirect the overly inquisitive billionaire with the false facade away from my Wills...Successful. The last thing we need is his tactfulness messing around with Willow and magic. If we're lucky, he'd turn himself into the iron chihuahua. If not kiss New York goodbye. That guys just doesn't do small. He he he.' Xander frowned. He did wonder why Willow was taking so long? He walked over to the magic users while Tony, Dawn and Bobbi along with the new mini-Dawnie kept everyone distracted. He didn't miss the part where Sharon called Dawn her genetic mother. He'd bet anything that she wasn't talking out of her ass. He could already tell that most of her body language was Dawn, and the rest was tailor made from Steve's memories to attract Steve. He didn't think Buffy would take it well when he told her she was a grandmother. He stopped walking over to Willow and the mages when something that was nagging him just got even more obvious. 'If Sharon is out here, what's left in the cube?'. "Sharon, what's in the cube?" he asked straight out. 'If she's more like Dawn like I suspect she should blurt out...'
"Oh that's the new one...oops. That was supposed to be a secret. How did you guess?" she asked.
'He he he. Just like my Dawn muffin.', "It's a thing. I can see the glow getting more intense." Xander looked even deeper into the cube. He frowned and lurched back when his mind encountered the new intelligence. It was there and vast, but it was barely aware of itself. "Dawn..." he glanced at his spitfire.
"Why do you think I'm so angry. I don't mind loaning her a bit of genetics, but what she did next was rape. She took a bit if me and a bit of herself and mixed together and left it behind inside the cube. Whatever's inside is as much my child as it is hers, whether I want it or not. And no way am I letting her have full custody. She doesn't know what she's doing and I can't really kick her ass 'cause like it or not, and whether she acts like it or not she's still a baby herself." Dawn was really pissed and she didn't have anyone to take it out on, or didn't she. She looked at Dr. Strange and a wicked gleam came into her eyes.
'Uh oh! I know that look. Nothing good ever comes from that look.' Xander followed her gaze and saw Willow and the new old guy talking. They were ignoring the poofta in the leotard. Dawn however wasn't.