FF: "Firstborn." Chapter 11

["Elaine Renee' Dalier'" <ellie_dee2@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

TITLE: "Firstborn." (Chapter 11/?)
AUTHOR: Ellie Dee
EMAIL: Ellie_Dee@xxxxxxxxxxx
CATEGORY: X-Files/Buffy the Vampire Slayer X-over.
RATING: PG13-R
SUMMARY: A pair of murders and a kidnapping in Sunnydale strikes close
to home with Agent Scully and the Scooby Gang. Can they work together to
solve the case before a young girl dies?
SPOILERS: Consider anything up to and including Season 3 on BtVS or
Season 6 on the X-Files fair game.
DISCLAIMER: Any characters you've heard mentioned on TV were created and
owned by Joss Whedon, Chris Carter, Fox, WB and UPN. They just decided to
come visit and play with the beings inhabiting my rather warped mind.
ARCHIVE: Anywhere, just please let me know where it goes and try to keep
my name and Email on it.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE!!!!! This is my drug of choice and I really need a fix.



"Firstborn." (cont.)
By: Ellie Dee

Chapter 11.

Sunnydale, California
1740Hrs.

Walking down Main Street, Mulder was listening to Scully as she was
describing the autopsies she had performed. When he heard screaming
punctuated by a number of gunshots.

Before he knew what was happening, Mulder found himself running after
Scully. Even with his longer stride he wasn't able to catch up with her
till they had reached the entrance of the Espresso Pump.

When they arrived some people were still running out, while others were
standing around in shock.

"MAKE WAY! FBI!" they both yelled as they flashed their ID's and waded
into the crowd.

As the bystanders quickly moved aside the two X-File Agents were able
to get a look at the scene. Two people, a man and a woman, had been
shot, the woman, near point blank in the back of the head.

At that moment something caught Mulder's eye. Reaching down he moved
aside the woman's jacket and revealed a nylon holster on her belt. In
it was a Glock 9mm automatic. But what bothered Mulder more than the
gun was the silver badge of a police sergeant resting next to it.

"Scully, the woman's a cop." Then, carefully, he removed the officer's
pistol from her holster and made sure it was on safe.

Mulder then heard a woman yell out to the room at large.

"Dammit! Someone call 911, I can't stop the bleeding!"

Looking over, he could see a young woman with long brown hair tending
the man's wounds. She looked familiar, Mulder then realized she was one
of the kids he had met at the school earlier. Cordelia, Cordelia Chase,
that was it. Mulder also caught sight of the man's face, it was Agent
Ted Nomura.

Looking up, Mulder saw Scully staring in horror at the scene before
her.

"Scully?" he asked.

Hearing Mulder, Scully dropped to her knees next to the young agent.
"I'm a doctor," she said to Cordelia. Then sparing a look to her
partner, she said, "Mulder..."

"I'm on it," he said while punching 911 on his cell phone. "This is
Special Agent Fox Mulder of the FBI. We've had a shooting at the
Espresso Pump coffee shop on Main Street. We have a Police Officer and
an FBI Agent down. I need Police and EMS personnel on site immediately.
No, I do not have time to hold! Now get off your ass and move!"

Disconnecting, Mulder then dialed the local Field Office.

"Ramierez, this is Mulder. Agent Nomura's been shot at the coffee
shop down the street. Yes, that's right, The Espresso Pump. No, EMS
isn't on the scene yet, but Agent Scully is working on him. That's
right, notify Brenner." Finished, Mulder returned the phone to his
pocket.

When she was able to move Scully quickly examined the young agent.
Dear God, she thought, if he was actually hurt while wearing kevlar,
the shooter must have been using "Cop Killer" bullets. Their Teflon
coating would allow them to slide through the vest's material. Scully
looked at the girl across from her. Young, well dressed and handling
herself well. Hell, she's handling herself better than you are Dana.

"Miss., we need to get his shirt and kevlar vest off."

"His what?" the pretty brunette asked.

"His bullet proof vest. I need to get it off so I can work on him."

"Whatever. I just hope he's still got his warranty. Cause he needs to
get his money back."

Tearing open Nomura's shirt, Scully froze for a second.

"What Bullet Proof vest?" Cordelia asked.

What vest indeed? Beneath his shirt was nothing but an extremely well
developed chest. He must lift cars before breakfast, Scully thought.

Then, shaking herself again, Scully began her exam. Nomura appeared to
have taken three rounds in the chest. None appeared to have exited.
Quickly, Scully used Nomura's shirt to act as a pressure bandage for
the entry wounds.

"He's not doing too good, cause I'm pretty sure his lips aren't suppose
to be that shade of blue," said the young brunette.

Scully could see that Nomura's lips were indeed blue. "Mulder, he's
going Cyanotic!"

"What?" asked her partner.

"He's not getting enough oxygen." Checking the young oriental again,
she added, "Where the Hell's EMS?"

"They're enroute, what's wrong?"

"I'm not sure, but I think his lung's collapsed."

"Can he wait till...?"

"No! We don't have time." Looking around she spied something on a
nearby counter. "Mulder, get me that roll of plastic wrap and some
tape."

Hurrying to do as he was told, Mulder picked up the plastic wrap and
after looking around found a roll of clear packing tape. Handing them to
his partner Mulder then reached down and retrieved Nomura's Sig Saur from
the young agent's hand. Ejecting the magazine, Mulder noted that two
rounds were missing.

Scully handed the packing tape to Cordelia. Then she folded the plastic
wrap in half and placed it over the wound.

"Alright, tape this down to his chest so that no air can get through."

With quick and economical movements Cordelia followed Scully's orders.
When she was through, Scully checked Nomura's vital signs as best she
could.

While she was checking her patient's breathing, Scully saw the brunette
place the middle and ring fingers of her right hand against the hollow
of Nomura's neck.

"What's the count?" asked Scully after several seconds.

"I'm not sure," replied Cordelia with equal parts of disgust and worry.
"Somewhere over 120 BPM, but it's pretty weak and I couldn't keep
count."

The vitals ran through Scully's mind; respiration shallow and labored,
Cyanotic, pulse over 120 and thready, pupils dilated, BP unknown but
it must be low with all this blood loss. Damn, none of this was good.

"Is he like, gonna be ok?" the girl asked Scully.

"I don't know," replied Scully after taking a ragged breath. "He's in
pretty bad shape. But listen.... What's your name?"

"Cordelia Chase."

"Well Cordelia, if you hadn't stabilized him till I got here, he would
probably already be dead."

At that moment further conversation became impossible. What sounded
like a hundred sirens could be heard from outside the shop. Moments
later, what appeared to be the entire contingent of the Sunnydale FBI
Field Office had taken up positions inside. Last to arrive was Brenner,
who appeared to take in everything as he strode into the shop.

Brenner's gaze stopped on Nomura. Seconds passed as he looked down at the
young agent. When he finally turned to face the other agents many of them
took a step back. The look on Brenner's face was enough to let everyone
present know that they did not want to get in his way.

"Ramierez."

"Si' Patron'?"

"Question everyone. Customers, owner, shopkeepers on either side, even
the Illegals the owner has working in the kitchen, everyone.
Understand?"

"I'm on it Jeffe'."

"Howard, you and Richman get out your cameras. I want this place photo-
graphed from every angle, video and still."

Looking around Brenner spotted a young redheaded woman in a FBI wind-
breaker. "Fairman," said Brenner as he motioned to her, "Grab whoever
you need and go get your Crime Scene gear. I want this place dusted
from top to bottom. Every bullet, every shell casing, every damn piece
of gum on the bottom the chairs, dust it and bag it. When you're done I
want this place to make a NASA clean room to look dirty. Understood?"

"Uhh y-yes sir," replied the agent in a quiet shaky voice.

The expression on Brenner's face softened, "Kelly, your a good agent. I
know you're new, but I know you can do this. So get on it."

"Yes sir," she replied looking a little less scared. Turning, she
headed for the door. On the way she called out to a couple nearby
agents to help her with her equipment.

No sooner had the agents gone outside when a Fire Rescue truck pulled
up at the curb. Moments later a man and two women dressed in bright
orange jumpsuits and each loaded down with equipment came rushing in.

By their uniforms Mulder could see that they were paramedics with the
Santa Barbara County Fire Department.

"Ok people, move back," called out an oriental woman with short black
hair. The name tape on her uniform read simply, CHEN.

Moving aside to allow the woman room to work on Nomura, Scully noticed
that the male paramedic went to check on the police officer.

While Chen and the other paramedic were busy assessing their patients.
The third member of their team was setting up her equipment. A slender
woman named Green, she had short, dark brown hair and wore ridiculously
large glasses.

As Green was powering up the telemetry unit and attaching the radio
headset she was already wearing, four men pushed their way into the
already crowded coffee shop.

Three were wearing Sunnydale police uniforms while the fourth had on a
dark suit. Hanging from his jacket pocket was the gold shield of a
police detective.

The detective removed what appeared to be a photograph from his pocket.
Looking at it closely, he then compared it to Scully. Walking forward,
he then spoke to the redhaired agent.

"Dana Katherine Scully, you're under arrest for the murder of Sergeant
Catherine Rourke." With that he motioned for two of the officers to come
forward.

Before either of the Sunnydale officers could get near Scully they found
their way blocked by both Mulder and Brenner.

"Andrews, what the Hell's going on?" Brenner asked the detective.

"That's Lieutenant Andrews, Agent Brenner. We're here to take Agent Scully
into custody."

Staring at the man as if he were insane, Brenner asked, "On what grounds?"

Andrews stared back at Brenner with contempt. "Like I said, Murder. I've
got witnesses who ID her as the person who killed Sgt. Rourke," he said
nodding to the woman who had been shot.

"That's a load of bull," said Mulder. "Scully and I were at the other end
of the block when we heard the gunshots."

With a sick little smile on his face, Andrews replied, "That wouldn't be
the first time somebody covered for his partner."

Scully was torn between trying to keep track of what the police wanted and
how the paramedics were doing. Finally her conscience and her oath won out.

"Sunnydale General, this is Santa Barbara County Rescue 93, do you
copy? Over."

> > From the radio's external speaker the others could hear the reply.

"Santa Barbara County Rescue 93, this is Sunnydale General. Go with
your traffic. Over."

"Sunnydale General we are on the scene of a shooting with multiple
victims."

"Patient #1 is a caucasian female, mid 30's. She has suffered a GSW to
the base of her skull. There is significant blood loss and brain matter
showing."

Glancing over at her male partner, Green saw him shake his head and
move over to help Chen. "The victim's pulse and respiration are both
zero. Over."

"Roger Santa Barbara 93, Patient #1 is a flat line. Go with Patient #2.
Over."

Though the hospitals reply could be heard throughout the shop, Scully
couldn't help but notice that the police appeared to have no reaction
to it at all.

While listening to the hospitals orders with one ear. Green was copying
down Nomura's vital signs as Chen called them out.

"Sunnydale General this is Santa Barbara 93. Roger on Patient #1.
Patient #2 is an asian male, late 20's. He has suffered multiple GSW's
to the upper torso. Vitals are as follows: BP 80 over 45, pulse is 130
and thready, respiration is shallow and labored at 22. Patient is
Cyanotic. Pupils are dilated and unresponsive. Over."

"Roger Santa Barbara 93, Patient #2 is in tachycardia. You are to
administer Digoxin and start patient on 2 liters of O2. Also start an
IV, 5% Dextrose in a Saline solution with Lactated Ringers wide. Over."

"Roger Sunnydale General, administering Digoxin, starting patient on
2 Liters of O2 and an IV D5WLR wide open. Over."

Before Green had even acknowledged the doctor's orders her partners
were already moving.

As Brenner, Mulder and Andrews continued to argue, Scully observed the
paramedics in action. While the male paramedic, O'Conner, gave Nomura
the injection to slow his heartbeat and then began the IV, Chen got
Nomura started on oxygen. Next the senior medic opened another case
and began removing various wires and contacts.

After attaching the leads to the young agent's chest she turned on the
EKG monitor and moved it so both she and her partners had a clear view
of the screen.

"Brenner, I don't give a damn if you like this or not. We're taking
that woman downtown for questioning. At the very least she's a material
witness to the murder of a police officer."

"I don't care," replied Brenner. "And I'll be damned if you're taking her
anywhere."

When the display had been running for several seconds Green contacted
the hospital. "Sunnydale General, this is Santa Barbara 93. We are
running an EKG strip on Patient #2, now transmitting on MED 2. Over."

"Negative 93," the hospital replied almost immediatly. "Our telemetry
unit is unable to accept EKG readouts at this time. Recommend you
transport Patient #2 immediatly. Over."

With that, Mulder could hear O'Conner remark, "Dammit! I hate working
this town."

"It's not you're call," said Andrews nearly nose to nose with the Sunydale
SAC. "This is a homicide investigation."

"You're right, but you see, it's our investigation. Whoever killed the
sergeant also attempted to kill an FBI agent. And that makes it a federal
offence. Or, to put it into words small enough for you to understand. As
of now this case is a Bureau matter. So, stay the FUCK out!"

Andrews stepped back as if he had been struck. "You can't do that, this is
our investigation." The Sunnydale detective then made as if he were going
to take Scully into custody himself until Brenner held up a hand.

"Andrews, before you do something really stupid, even for you, why don't
you stop and take a look around."

With that said, Andrews looked around the room. It was then that he noticed
that almost every FBI agent in the store had their weapon in plain view.
The one's that were not holding them, were resting their hands on their
pistol grips. The Sunnydale officers also realized that they were out-
numbered nearly ten to one.

When he turned back to Brenner, the Sunnydale SAC continued, "Now do you
and your Boy Scouts really want to throw down with my highly motivated
and not to mention really pissed off troops?"

"You're bluffing," said the Sunnydale detective after a moments hesitation.

"Maybe so," replied Brenner, "but do you really want to take the chance?"

Andrews stared at Brenner in anger. Then he spun and left the store, the
uniformed officers followed in his wake.

"Feel free to look around after we're done," called Brenner to their
retreating backs.

As Chen was about to acknowledge the hospitals orders the alarm on the
EKG monitor went off.

"Ah shit! He's in Vfib!" O'Conner called out as he reached over and
touched Nomura's throat. "No pulse!"

Sparing a glance at the EKG monitor the senior paramedic called out to
her partners, "Dan, start compressions. Renee', notify the hospital
and get the defibrillator ready."

While Chen had been speaking, O'Conner made a fist and delivered a
hammer like blow to the young agent's chest. Then after lacing his
fingers together, he began CPR.

"Sunnydale General, this is Santa Barbara 93. Patient #2 is in Vfib,
have begun CPR. Requesting permission to defibrilate. Over."

Immediatly the reply came over the radio. "Negative 93, I say again
negative. Without a telemetry readout or visual confirmation we
cannot authorize advanced treatment. Recommend you continue CPR and
transport patient ASAP. Over."

As Chen stared at the radio in disbelief, she could hear O'Conner
comment, "He ain't gonna make it."

Quickly making a decision Chen spoke, "Renee', charge up the paddles."

Even as she was reaching for the defibrillator, Green remarked, "We
ain't got authorization."

"I don't care," replied Chen as she took the paddles from the
younger woman. "Set it for 200."

Before Green could move Scully spoke up. "Excuse me, but I'm a
doctor."

Chen started to snap a reply, then when she realized what Scully
had said, she asked, "What?"

"I'm a medical doctor," Scully repeated. "I agree with your
assessment. Agent Nomura is in Ventricular Fibrillation. I
recommend you defibrillate at 200 joules to start."

Before Chen could reply she heard Green on the radio.

"Sunnydale General, this is Santa Barbara 93. Be advised, we have
a medical doctor on the scene. She concurs that Patient #2 is in
Vfib. Will you accept this as visual confirmation? Over."

For several seconds the only sound that could be heard were those
of O'Conner performing compressions on Nomura and the low hiss
coming from the oxygen tank.

Finally the near silence was broken by the radios speaker, "Santa
Barbara 93. If the medical doctor will accept responsibility for
Patient #2 until he arrives at our facility, we will release him
to her care. Over." Replied the doctor on the radio with what
sounded like relief.

Looking at Scully, Green could see the redheaded doctor reply with
a shaky nod and then kneel next to Nomura's head.

Taking a deep breath, Scully began, "O'Conner, continue compressions
I'll handle the oxygen. Chen, take the paddles. Green, set the
defibrillator for 200 joules and start charging."

Green tapped an entry on the defibrillators display screen and called
out, "Charging!" as the unit began making a high pitched squeal.

Seconds later at the sound of a steady tone, Green yelled, "200!" With
that, Chen yelled, "Clear!" and touched the paddles to Nomura's chest.

As soon as the paddles were removed Scully checked for a pulse, finding
none she ordered, "Set it for 275."

Green acknowledged the order with a loud, "Charging." Quickly followed
by, "275!"

Again Chen yelled, "Clear!" and touched the paddles to Nomura's chest.

Still finding no pulse Scully ordered Green to set the unit for 350.
Green acknowledged this with, "Charging." At the tone she then called
out, "350!"

By now the odor of burning flesh and melted plastic was noticeable
throughout the room. Still Scully could find no pulse. Looking at Green,
she ordered, "Charge it for 350 and get me one Amp Epinephrine."

"Charging!" Called out Green, who then reached for the appropriate drug.
As she was selecting a needle Scully stopped her. "I want a heart needle,
we need to go intracardiac."

Reaching back into her equipment case, the young paramedic removed a
large, heavy looking needle. Mating it to the syringe, Green then handed
it to Scully.

Taking the syringe, Scully checked to see there were no air bubbles and
then inserted it into the center of Nomura's chest. As she was removing
it Scully could hear Green call out "350!" Quickly checking for a pulse
and finding none, Scully looked at Chen and said, "Hit him."

As Chen was removing the paddles Scully quickly checked Nomura. Finding
a faint pulse Scully called out to the others.

"Roger that," said Green. "It's kinda shaky, but we got Sinus Rhythm."

A collective sigh seemed to pass through the room. Then after taking
a deep breath, Chen took charge.

"Renee' notify the hospital of the patients condition and advise them
we're enroute." Then turning to Scully she said, "Doc, you're with us."

Quickly loading their equipment and Nomura onto the stretcher, Chen
called out to Green, "Renee', what's our ETA?"

Yelling back over her shoulder, the communicator replied, "About 10
minutes."

"Try not to kill anyone," her partner added, "but make it less."

Hearing this, O'Conner remarked under his breath, "Dear Goddess protect
us all."

"What's wrong?" Scully asked.

With a haunted look in his eyes, O'Conner replied, "You've never
seen Renee' drive."

As Scully and the paramedics were wheeling Nomura out, Brenner was
already on his cell phone. "Look, their ETA is 10 minutes. I want you
already there when they arrive."

Listening for a moment, he continued. "I don't care what they say. You
stay with them, period. In his room, in the John. Hell, even in the OR,
you sit on 'em. And if anybody from Sunnydale's finest tries to make
you move, you have my permission to tell them to go to Hell or shoot
them. Your choice, got me? Yeah, I love you too Karen."

Putting away his phone, Brenner made his way over to the exit and
watched as the paramedics finished loading their truck. Motioning for
Mulder to join him added, "Don't worry Mulder, Karen'll keep an eye on
both of them."

Mulder was silent as he watched the paramedics and Scully, then turning
to Brenner he asked, "You notice they had a picture of Scully?"

"Yeah," grumbled Brenner. "I also noticed that they knew way too much,
way too soon about the shooting."

"Effiecient, aren't they?"

The look that Brenner shot Mulder said efficiency had nothing to do
with it.

Suddenly the two agents heard Green yell into the back of the unit, "Joni!
Five O's got us blocked in!" Refering to the Sunnydale police cruiser
parked in front of them.

"Then move 'em!" Chen shouted from the rear of the truck.

Hearing this both Mulder and Brenner could see a large and somewhat
sadistic grin form on Green's face. Turning, she revved the trucks
engine and let up on the clutch.

Both men watched as the Rescue unit pulled away, it's tires smoking
and its siren blaring.

And ran straight into the side of the police cruiser. The impact
shoved the smaller car to the other side of the street but didn't
even slow up the fire truck.

Mulder stood watching in disbelief, as Brenner merely nodded his head
and remarked, "I always wondered why they put those big ass bumpers on
fire trucks."

As the two FBI agents stood there, the Sunnydale police officers came
running out of various nearby stores. The three uniformed officers ran
around their car yelling and pointing at the damage while Detective
Andrews stared at Brenner from across the street.

Nodding to Andrews, Mulder asked, "You think he's in on this?"

Staring back at the Sunnydale detective, Brenner replied, "He may only
be a messenger boy, but yeah, he's dirty."

Trying to change the subject, Mulder asked, "I wonder if they're having
any luck getting an ID on the shooter."

"Let's go see," replied Brenner as he led the way to Agent Ramierez.

"Any luck Manny?" Brenner asked the spanish speaking agent.

"Oh yeah Jeffe', loads of it," replied Ramierez sarcastically as he
refered to his notebook. "The suspect is identified as being between
5'3" and 6'5", weighing between 140 and 250 pounds, age is between 18
and 50, of Caucasian, Afro, Asian origin, bald with long hair, clean
shaven with a beard. Oh yeah, and male/female."

"About par for the course," remarked Mulder.

"Well that sucks!"

All three agents turned at the sound of the voice. There stood Cordelia
and Xander Harris.

"I mean it," she continued. "If that's the best description you guys
can get, then that just sucks."

"Look Cordelia, we appreciate what you did earlier. But unless you can
do better, don't give us a hard time," remarked Brenner in a tired voice.

"Well duh! Of course I can do better."

"Yeah, we were sitting right at the next table," added her companion.

"I was about to yell something like; 'Look out, he's going to shoot
you,' when Xander knocked me to the floor," added Cordelia in disgust.

Brenner and Ramierez both appeared stunned. Mulder broke the silence
by asking, "Ms. Chase, would you mind working with an agent on a sketch
of the gunman?"

Looking somewhat confused the young brunette asked, "Why?" and walked
over to a nearby table. After reaching into a Prada leather book bag
and taking out a sketch pad and some pencils, she sat down and went to
work.

~*~

For the next twenty minutes Mulder worked with Xander. Unfortunately
the boy wasn't able to help much with the shooter, other than to say
that he had dark hair.

"Hey, I'm sorry," explained the teen, "but things were happening pretty
fast. I was busy diving for the floor and I just didn't have time to
get a good look."

Resigning himself to not getting anywhere, Mulder began to put his
notebook away as he remarked to himself, "If things were going that
fast, how did you know to dive to the floor?"

"Well, when you see someone walk up, pull out a black finish Sig Saur
in .40 caliber and point it at the back of someone's head. You figure
things are about to go to Hell."

Impressed by Xander's description of the gunman's weapon he asked
jokingly, "What, you didn't stop to get the serial number?"

"Like I said, I didn't have time for details."

Before Mulder could think of a reply, Brenner and Cordelia walked up.
"Mulder, I think we got something."

Holding the sketch pad out to Xander, Brenner asked, "Look familiar
Harris?"

Looking at the sheet of paper, the boy nodded his head and added,
"That's him in all his pretty boy gruesomeness."

Turning, Brenner handed the pad to Mulder. As soon as the X-File
agent looked at it he froze.

"SHIT!" exclaimed Mulder as he dropped the sketch. Taking out his cell
phone, Mulder hit the one button on speed dial. Getting no answer he
put the phone away and looked at Brenner.

"Mulder, what the Hell's wrong?"

Picking up the picture and handing it to Brenner, Mulder explained, "I
just realized that things are a whole lot worse than we thought."

Looking at the picture Brenner asked, "You know this guy?"

"Yeah, his name is Alex Krycek, supposedly he's a rogue FBI Agent. He
was partnered with me around the time Agent Scully was abducted."

"What do you mean he's 'supposedly' a rogue agent? How do you pose as
an agent? There's no way one person could falsify enough records to get
by at headquarters."

"Oh he had help. Krycek was assigned to me through channels, but after
he went missing all records relating to him disappeared."

"I don't know his actual background, but from what I've seen, Krycek has
to be some type of Covert Ops./Wet Works Specialist."

"He's a what?" asked Cordelia.

Before Brenner or Mulder could answer Xander chimed in. "He means the
guy's some kind of super spy. He specializes in assassination, theft,
demolitions. You know, all the fun stuff." Looking across the table at
Mulder, Xander remarked, "Sounds like you've got something personal
against the guy."

Returning the boy's look, Mulder replied, "Besides trying to kill me
more than once, Krycek killed my father and Agent Scully's sister, took
part in Agent Scully's abduction and has tried to kill our supervisor
Assistant Director Skinner."

"Yeah, I'd say that qualifies as personal."

"I better get in touch with Karen and let her know about Krycek," said
Brenner as he reached for his phone.


End of Chapter 11.



Peace and love,
Ellie Dee;)


True love is like morphine.
One taste and you are enslaved.
-LaCroix
"Forever Knight."



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