Re: FF: "Firstborn." Chapter 11

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--- In buffywantswillow@y..., "Elaine Dalier'" <ellie_dee@h...> wrote:
> 
> TITLE: "Firstborn." (Chapter 11/?)
> AUTHOR: Ellie Dee
> EMAIL: Ellie_Dee@h...
> 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.
> 
> 
> Thank you for the new chapter.It has been quite a while since your 
last posting.I hope that you are able to continue the story its is 
fantastic.I cant wait until Willow and Dana get together and Willow 
finds out Dana is her mother
> "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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