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Equinox [6/9]
(Jessica Trilogy)
by Mystic
Mysticxf@aol.com
**********

	Jessica took a deep breath and watched her parents enter
the building.  She had a bad feeling about all of this.  Ever since
the beginning.  She knew she was going to be helpless to stop
them, and she knew they were going to be in danger, but she didn't
know when and where.
	She glanced back up and saw two men enter the building. 
They wore black suits and walked unified.  Jessi unlocked the car
door and slowly made her way to the front doors, knowing this was
the moment she knew was coming.  She had to stop them or they'd
go after her parents.
	She walked into the building and saw they'd already
entered one of the four elevators.  Another one was on it's way up
and two sat empty.  She got into one quickly, slamming her hand
on the top floor's button.  The numbers clicked steadily and she
began pacing the elevator.
	Mulder was annoyed when the elevator suddenly stopped. 
Jessica fell to the floor with a sudden jolt and Scully grabbed the
railing.  Mulder looked to Scully, "Fire?"  He asked.
	She shrugged, "Who knows."
	They heard sounds coming from below them.  Scully pulled
her gun and followed the sounds as did Mulder.
	Jessi heard the sounds too.  She jumped up onto the railings
and pushed the trap door up, peering into the elevator shafts.  Her
eyes widened when she saw the two men climbing up on the wires. 
She made a jump for the door and caught it, pulling herself out of
the elevator.  She grabbed hold of one of the wires and began to
climb.  Both men looked at her.
	"Go away."  One ordered.
	"No!"  Jessi screamed.
	"If you don't leave, you won't be harmed," The other
cautioned.
	"I don't care, leave THEM alone!"
	Scully's eyebrows fell, Jessi?  She heard muffled shouts,
couldn't make out the words being said, but she knew they were
said in desperation.  Mulder climbed up onto the railings and
pushed the trap door up and looked out.  He saw nothing.  He
climbed up and felt a hand on his calf.
	"Mulder, be careful!"  Scully warned.
	He gave her a playful look, "Thanks mom."  She slapped
his leg as he continued to boost himself up.  Once out he looked
over the side and saw the two men, and Jessica.
	"Jessi, what the hell are you doing in here?!"  He screamed. 
His daughter was as crazy as he was!  Why did she have to pick
THAT bad habit up.  Jessi looked up at him,
	"You have to get the elevator going, they're going to kill
you."
	"We're not going to kill anyone."  One of them hollered.
	Jessi reached out with one foot and got the cable e was
hanging on and gave it a jerk and the man screamed.  He slipped a
couple of feet and hit the other man in the face.  The second man
went tumbling down onto the floor of the elevator they'd come in.
	"JESSI!  Stop that!"  Mulder shouted.
	"I'm coming over."  She said.
	"No, don't you dare..."
	Jessi threw herself onto the cable the man was still on.  She
reached her heel down and butted his head, causing him to fall on
his partner.  The elevator groaned.  Jessi looked up at Mulder and
began to climb the wire she was on.  Her hands already hurt her,
but she kept going.  The elevator budged.  Jessi screamed.  Scully
banged on the side of the elevator, 
	"Mulder, what's going on?!"
	Mulder stuck his head back in, "Your daughter has decided
she wants to take up elevator climbing."  His face shown nothing
but anger.  Jessi was grounded, Scully though as she cursed under
her breath.  Why did that child find the need to constantly put
herself in danger!
	Jessi climbed up and looked down at the two men under
her, both unconscious.  The elevators began to move, both up. 
Mulder grabbed the roof and Jessi jumped to the cable that was
steadily moving up with the elevator, rather than the side going
down.  She climbed faster, jumping onto her parent's elevator
when she was close enough.  Mulder grabbed her and pulled her
tightly to him, "The next time we tell you to stay in the car, you
STAY IN THE CAR!"  He yelled.
	Jessi nodded, "Even when I know you'll DIE if I do?"
	Mulder smiled, "Do me a favor, warn us ahead of time
when you know."
	She nodded again, even though she knew she didn't know
and therefore was right to do what she did.  She went into the
elevator where Scully was standing with her hand on her hips,
"What the hell was that?"  She asked Jessi.
	"What?"
	"My God Jessi!"  Scully screamed.  She couldn't even find
the words to tell this girl.  She knew she was only doing it to
protect her family, but she was a seventeen year old girl and she
was pregnant, and she was her daughter.  She went to her and
hugged her, "Don't you ever do that again."  She whispered in her
ear.  Jessi sighed, nodding her head and hugging her mother back. 
They could each feel the pounding of their hearts against each
other's chest.
	The elevator doors opened and the three stepped out. 
There were doors, like when Mulder and Scully were there last,
but there were no security codes, no guards could be seen.  Jessi
moved forward and Scully held her back by her hand.  The two
adults stepped in front of their daughter and looked around.  The
hall was completely silent, the walls bare.  The only sound was the
humming of the lights above them.  Mulder looked into one room
and saw the office furniture still there, but no one in the office.
	"You think they all left?"  Scully asked.
	"I don't think they're hiding."  Mulder responded.
	Jessi walked past them into a room farther down the hall,
"There has to be something here."
	Scully followed her and went into the room, finding it full
of papers tossed around the floor.  She went to the desk and began
sifting through the papers, as Mulder stepped to the door.  She
looked to one drawer that had a lock and motioned to Mulder.
	He nodded and looked around for a key, brushing his hands
under the desk as Scully moved to search the backs of paintings
scattered around the office walls.  Jessi looked to a fish tank in the
corner of the room.  Inside the fish were all floating, belly up, on
the top.  Whoever was here had been gone a while.  But why leave
this room a mess.  Suicide.  She knew.  She reached into the tank
and found the key on the bottom of the colored pebbles.  She
handed it to Mulder who opened the drawer and pulled out a single
card inside.
	On the back of the card were written a series of numbers
and a word, "204.14.125.267 --nextgen"
**********
Office of the Lone Gunmen
2/21  3:01PM

	Frohike looked at the paper and then looked back up at
Mulder and tried not to laugh.  He was supposed to "figure" this
out?  "Mulder, you do know that any ten year old can tell you what
this is."
	Mulder made a face and took the paper back and looked at
it, "What do you mean?"
	Frohike began to laugh.  He looked to Byars and then to his
computer and laughed harder, motioning to Mulder to give him
back the paper.
	Jessi looked at the paper, not having seen it before and she
looked up at Byars, "So, what is it?"
	Byars' jaw dropped open, You've never been near a
computer?"
	"Not really."
	"NEVER?!"  She was seventeen and never near a
computer, he found this hard to believe.
	"No one ever thought it was important, so I didn't think it
was important."  She shrugged and looked around for a place to sit
and wait.
	Scully looked around Mulder to see the paper and it clicked
in her brain, she'd spent enough nights searching out the Internet,
"It's a URL?"
	Frohike smiles, "Hot, I tell ya."  She threw him a dirty look
and he turned back to the computer and logged on.  Mulder handed
him back the paper and he typed quickly on the computer.
	Suddenly there was a screen up, plain white screen with
one block opening and a "SUBMIT" button next to it.
	"N E X T G E N"  Frohike typed.
	The computer buzzed again and the screen went black a
moment, then another screen opened, it listed a few options,
among them `MAIL', `DAILY AGENDA', and `N.O.G'.
	Mulder put a hand on Frohike's shoulder, "Daily Agenda
for $100 Alex."
	Scully gave Mulder a look before Frohike clicked on the
selected item.  Another black screen met him, there was a small
blinking message on the top, `There are no scheduled meetings
today'.
	Mulder sighed, "What's N.O.G?"
	Frohike went back and clicked and it took them to a
webpage for NeoOmniGenesis, which they'd seen before.  He hit
the Back button and clicked on MAIL.
	They were on another black screen.  This one had a
spinning envelope on the top and under it two options, `SEND
MAIL' and `READ MAIL'.  Frohike chose to read mail and there
were two messages.  Neither had addresses to respond to, but both
had subject lines,

	`Fifty new subjects chosen'
	`Five children missing'

	Scully's eyebrows fell as she moved the mouse for Frohike
to the five missing children.  She let her mouth fall slowly as she
read and didn't miss Frohike swallowing hard as she moved closer
to the screen.

	"Amanda, Gregory, William, Chance, and Clarice
	have all gone AWOL from compound 2413.  We 
	aren't worried about them getting hurt, but we are 
	worried about their inability to communicate with 
	the outside world.  We're also worried about their
	ability to contact `others' that have escaped.  
	What do we do?"

	Jessica walked towards the screen, `others'?  She put a
hand on Scully's shoulder, "Mom, others have escaped, do you
think that's what I did?"
	Scully turned, "What do you mean?"
	"I mean, maybe I escaped and I found the others this
message talks about and they're the ones who whipped out my
memories so I could be found and taken care of by someone.  Live
a real life."
	Mulder turned, "A rebellion of hybrids?"
	Jessi nodded.
	Mulder looked back to the screen, "What does the other
say?"
	Frohike clicked on it and was met with another message,

	"Fifty women from N.O.G were chosen to continue 
	the experiments, they were to be given materials 
	from batch #13093.  Deliver to N.O.G at 7AM 2/22 
	for implantation and cataloguing."

	Frohike clicked back, the screen was black again and the
envelope wasn't spinning anymore. There were no new messages. 
Then the envelope came to life and another message appeared,

	"BATCH #13093 LOCATION"

	Frohike clicked almost as quickly as it appeared, wiping
sweat off his eyebrows.  Dana Scully was too close and this was
too weird a hack.

	"We've moved the location for this month.  
	2214 NW 33 AVE"

	Frohike turned off the computer and looked to the two of
them, "Well, that all you need?"  His voice cracked.
**********
Safe House
Location Unknown
2/21  5:03PM

	Jessi looked around the house and scrunched her face, "It's
small."
	Scully took off her coat, "No bigger than my apartment."
	"But this doesn't feel like a home."
	"It isn't supposed to."
	Jessi turned to her, "Then why call it a.  Safe.  House?"
	Scully rolled her eyes and moved to close the windows. 
Mulder pushed through the door carrying a hot pizza in his hands,
"Dinner anyone?"
	Jessi grabbed the box from him and ran to the table with it. 
She groaned as she looked around for chairs and only found stools. 
Stools that were TOO high to sit at the table.  She took a slice and
threw herself on the floor in front of the small television in the
living room.  "Who's going to watch me?"
	Scully went to the table and took a slice of pizza for herself
and looked around for a napkin or a plate to hold it on, "Assistant
Director Skinner."
	"And where are you two going tonight?"
	"We're going to check out this address."
	"Why can't I go with you?"  She turned, taking a bite out of
her pizza slice.
	Scully went to the black couch in front of the television,
which Jessi was leaning against, and she sat in it, handing her
daughter a napkin, "It's not safe."
	"And this is?"  She turned again, to the television, where
animated figures were dancing around on the television.  Jessi's
face grew confused, then recognition struck her, "Fantasia?"  She
squeaked.
	Mulder took a seat next to Scully and bit into his pizza,
"What's wrong with Fantasia?"
	"Um, hello?  I'm 17, not 2..."
	"It's a classic."  Mulder deadpanned.
	Jessi grabbed for the remote, switching until she found
something a little more `adult'.  A dramatic movie.  There was a
knock at the door and Mulder stood to answer it.  Jessi heard
muffled talking at the door and then a man stepped in.
	"Agent Scully."  She stood and turned to Skinner, half
smiling to him with pizza in her mouth.  He sighed and looked to
the girl who sat on the floor ignoring his presence.  "You two have
an address to look into?"  He asked Mulder.
	Mulder nodded, picking his jacket up off the back of the
couch and heading towards the door.  Scully looked once to
Jessica, `hearing' her say, "I'll be fine Mom," before she left.  She
followed Mulder to the car, "You think she'll be ok with Skinner?"
	Mulder raised his eyebrows, "I was going to ask if Skinner
would be ok with her."
	She was tempted to laugh.  
**********
Safe House
10:06PM

	Jessi felt the heavy hand land on her shoulder and she
sighed.  This Skinner was getting on her nerves already.  He didn't
want her to sit by a window, he didn't want her to use the
bathroom without telling him, and leaving the door open.  He
didn't want her to take a bath for fear they'd have to leave quickly
and she'd take too long.  He didn't want her to watch TV too
closely.  He didn't want her to be too close to the door.
	It was almost as bas as being with her father.
	Or her mother.
	She wished none of this had ever happened.  How was she
supposed to live a normal life if they didn't stop trying to take her
away, if they didn't stop involving her parents in these weird
conspiracy things.
	"Time to go to bed."  The older man ordered.
	Jessi stood, "And I can't take a bath?"  She tried again.
	Skinner shook his head and put his hands at his side,
"Tomorrow morning, when I've got more than one cop car outside
of this place, watching all angles, I'll give you the OK."
	Jessi made a face.
	"What you've never taken a morning shower?"
	"No, I usually bathe at night."
	"Oh."  He didn't realize people still did that.  He figured it
was morning showers and coffee for everyone.
	She smiled, reading his mind easily and let him lead her to
a room where an air mattress sat on the floor.  Skinner wished he
could give her at least a bed, but this was the best they could do at
last minute.  The room was completely empty, painted a faint
yellow with a flowery border along the roof.  She threw her shoes
off and sat on the mattress, grabbing the comforter folded on it's
edge.
	She laid down, wanting a bath, pajamas, and her mother,
"And what God awful hour are we going to wake up at?"
	Skinner stopped looking at the window in the room and
looked to her, "Whenever we have to."
	Smiling she thought to herself, `maybe I will like this.'  She
looked up at the man who had begun to survey the bathroom, "You
know, if they wanted to take me, no safe house in the world could
or would protect me."
	Skinner chuckled softly, walking to her and sitting on the
floor next to her.  He handed her a watch, "Take off yours and put
this one on."
	Jessi glanced at the watch, "Why?"  She asked, taking it
from him and replacing hers with it.
	Skinner looked to the floor and then back up at her, "It's
got a locator in it.  If they do take you again, this will make it
easier for us to find you, and them."
	Jessi smiled, she wished it was that easy.  But his sincerity
touched her, just like her parents, he was determined to catch the
`bad guys' and protect her from them.  She pulled the covers up to
her chin and rolled onto her side, badly wanting her mother's
arms... too shy to ask this man she barely knew.
	Skinner stood and walked to the living room to grab a
stool.  He'd remain in the room watching over her.  He'd promised
Scully he'd do all he could to keep her children safe.  But even he
doubted he could keep her completely safe from these men.  He
put the stool in a corner of the room and looked to the girl.  Her
eyes were closed, her breathing slowed.  She was already asleep.
**********
2214 NW 33 Ave.
10:10PM

	They only got lost once, turned around twice and stopped
by a cop.  Scully threw the map in the back seat, aggravated by it
when Mulder spotted the address on a non-descript building.  He
pulled into the driveway, turning off the car's headlights.  They
stepped out of the car and began walking towards it building.  It
was quiet as they made their way around it.  It wasn't too large, but
big enough to be intimidating.  Scully's eyebrows creased as she
thought she heard a noise above her.  She looked up and screamed,
	"Freeze!"  The person on the fire escape did as she said and
turned to look down at her.  It was a man, couldn't have been more
than twenty years old, dressed entirely in black.
	Mulder looked up at this man and pulled his own gun.
	"Don't shoot me, it'll only hurt you."  He said slowly.
	Mulder lowered his gun, but only slightly, "Why would it
hurt us?"
	The man began to come down the fire escape and didn't
answer until he was at the bottom, facing them, "My blood is toxic
to you.  You shoot me, it'll burn your eyes, curdle your blood."
	Mulder put his gun away, "Why are you here?"
	"I could ask the same of you."
	Scully watched Mulder replace his gun, and lowered hers,
she'd shoot this man, toxic blood or not, if he went at them, "We
need to find evidence of what they're doing."
	"How did you know to look here."
	Mulder moved forward, "We `intercepted' a message."
	The man smiled, "You hacked onto their site."  He
removed the hat on his head to reveal a shock of blonde hair.  "I'm
here to stop them and their experiments."
	"Why?"  Scully asked, curious about this tall, brown eyed
man.
	The man looked around, "What they're doing isn't right. 
Stealing these children from their mothers, before they're even
conceived, or thought of, changing their DNA, and them silencing
them in compounds where they do their dirty work until the time
comes for mass colonization, mass repopulation."
	Scully put her gun away and looked around her, "Then
what are we waiting for?"
**********
Location Unknown
11:20PM

	"How could they have known!!"  Cancerman almost
screamed.  He looked down at the other men in the room, they
were all feeling the same embarrassment.  Mulder and Scully had
entered their `secret' facility and destroyed all the new embryos,
effectively killing a new stage in the game.  The material had to be
recovered from more women and the process had to be started over
again.
	"They knew because you didn't cover your tracks well... as
usual."  Devon stood at the door, her grin evil, her stance relaxed.
	"How do you mean?"
	"They got the web address from a paper left in one of the
evacuated offices of NeoOmniGenesis.  Like I said, you didn't
cover your tracks well."
	Cancerman turned, "I thought those offices had been sweat
clean after we abandoned them."
	"There wasn't any time."  The fat man replied, just as calm
as he could.  A drop of sweat rolled down the side of his face.
	Devon laughed, "No time, no time.  Can you come up with
a better excuse lardass!"
	The man stood, his face turning a bright red.  Devon stood
straight, her eyes trained on him.  The man looked to Cancerman,
"What are we to do?"
	He took out a cigarette and lit it, "We start this group again. 
It's not like we're Lacking in material."  he turned and walked out
of the room, Devon swiftly turned to follow.
	"They're not going to be punished for their destruction?" 
She asked.
	"Mulder and Scully?"  He replied, pausing in the hallway
to turn to her.
	She glanced at him, fighting a sarcastic reply.
	"Do you want them punished, the are your parents after
all."
	Devon thought a moment, then, reluctantly she looked up
at him, "No."  Her brain hurt with the message she'd been denying
from her alien `captors'.  She let it in and then looked up at the
man again, "They've thought up a use for Jessica."
	"A use?"
	"Yes, up until now, she's been your little experiment.  Now
we've devised a use for her."
	The man stopped smoking for a moment and waited for her
to answer.
	Her head fell a little.  If she hadn't met her, she might not
feel as bad, knowing it was for her own benefit.  "She's to be
taken, put into a cryopod for suspended animation to serve as
`parts' for me."
	She turned to leave, her breath caught in her throat.  She
didn't like this one bit.  But she couldn't admit it to him, that
would prove she was just as weak as any human being, as weak as
her sister.
	Cancerman followed her with his eyes.  The child was
going to be used as a kind of organ doner for her sister.  Not even
he liked the idea, especially with the girl's pregnancy.  How would
they deal with that?  Would they deal with it at all?  These beings
didn't understand human pain, or emotion.  They understood
survival, exploration, and world domination.
**********
End part 6

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Equinox [7/9]
(Jessica Trilogy)
by Mystic
Mysticxf@aol.com
**********
Hide Out Area #14
2/21  11:56PM

	The man showed them in, both their faces fallen.  They'd
just taken fifty tubes and thrown them in a trash compactor, while
stealing several files and racing away in their vehicle after this
man.  He turned on a light and locked the door behind them,
throwing the bag with the files onto a table.
	"Have a seat."  He motioned at the couch in the middle of
the room.
	Scully looked around the place.  It seemed larger from the
outside.  Inside it looked like a hackers dream, much like the
Gunmen kept their place.  It looked a bit cramped, it was dark and
no other doors were visible, thought she knew there had to be
behind the curtains that hung off the ceiling.  She looked over to a
kitchen of sorts that she could make out behind one of the curtains
and she saw a girl standing there.  Her long brown hair was tied
into a ponytail behind her and her dark eye were concentrating on
a large pan in front of her.
	She was making some kind of soup.  Scully could smell it
from where she sat and it made her stomach growl.  She hadn't
eaten in a while, only having one slice of pizza.  The man glanced
at her, "You can have some when she's done, if you'd like,"
	Scully looked up at him quickly, "Who are you?"  She
asked.
	He sat in another chair near them and extended a hand,
"I'm sorry I didn't have the chance to introduce myself before.  My
name is Douglas."
	"Douglas..."  Mulder asked.
	The man's head fell slightly.  "I don't know my last name,
many of the children here don't.  We're all runaways, their
colonists who didn't agree with the plan."
	Mulder nodded, "I'm sure they didn't think their `colonists'
would go through a teenage rebellion stage."
	The man laughed, "It wasn't that really.  We weren't
allowed to talk, weren't allowed to listen in on anything.  They
played loud sounds when they were around, but we heard.  And we
saw.  We saw the future they intended for us, for you, for our
parents who don't even know we exist and we didn't agree with it. 
Some of us escaped and we began sending out messages to other
camps, to other hybrid children out there.  Soon they began to
learn of things, they began to believe us.  Slowly we've grown as a
group.  We've learned to speak your language.  We've learned to
emote, to `grow', to love.  We've established ourselves as an
underground community of sorts."
	"Hybrids, hiding from the men who made you."  Mulder
questioned.
	"They made us, but they didn't love us.  We were to
destroy your race, to take it over for those who's technology these
men used to make us."
	Scully stood and went to the girl in the other room.  She
was taller than herself, probably closer to six feet than to five.  She
glanced over and then quickly looked back at the soup, "No, I
don't know who my parents are."  The girl said.
	"You all read minds?"  Scully asked Douglas.
	"Yes, it's one of the things we get from having alien
genes."  He stood, "You want to know how many more are yours?" 
He went to Scully, ignoring Mulder.
	Scully turned to him, "There's a way to know?"
	The man looked back at the table where the folders they'd
stolen sat.  "In these places they hold copies of files, where the
originals are we've yet to find out, but we've stolen a good deal of
their copies.  In these copies our names are held, our parents
names are held."
	"I want to see your files."  Scully ordered.
	The man led them behind the curtain where she saw
hallways leading to rooms.  Children ran from room to room, each
looking at her and Douglas as they passed.  He turned to Mulder,
"They are other hybrids."
	"Why don't you blow the lid on all of this?"  He asked,
wondering why the children didn't look at him.
	"On all of what?  Our existence?  We'd be tortured. 
Scientists would want to explore our bodies, they'd want to put us
on display.  And the men would know our location and they'd kill
us.  What we wanted to give these children is a life outside of that
one.  A life where they didn't have to worry about death."
	Scully smiled, "But they get out and they're hiding all of
their lives."
	He nodded, "But hiding in a world of laughter is better than
living in a world of silence."
	He took out a key and unlocked the last door in the hallway
which led down and around, into a large room.  It held rows and
rows of cabinets, back to back.  Each marked with a division of the
alphabet.
**********
Safe House
2/22  12:02AM

	Skinner awoke with a start, almost falling over in the chair
he was in.  He glanced over as Jessi moaned something in her
sleep.  Suddenly he was aware of a noise in the living room, a
slight buzzing noise that was beginning to bother his ears.  He
stood, pulling his gun quickly and he made his way into the hall
and looked into the only other empty room and saw nothing.  Then
he looked around the corner into the living room and the front door
was open.
	But he saw no one.
	Then he heard rustling in the room he'd just been in, and he
heard Jessica wake up.  She mumbled something and then
screamed.  He ran into the room, cautious of the open doors along
the way.  How did someone get by him without him seeing it?  He
looked into the room and she wasn't there, but the window was
wide open.  The room was illuminated and the buzzing increased
until his head hurt.  He began to see the person in front of him.  It
was Jessi, but it wasn't.  The person turned quickly as he fell to the
floor, the pain becoming unbearable.
**********
Hide Out Area #14
12:03AM

	The cabinets of files amazed and discomforted Scully.  She
let a hand trace them as she walked by them, one row, then another
and another.  Douglas followed her, cautious of her, wondering if
maybe she was the mother of any of the hybrids he'd come across. 
She looked up at him,
	"How are they alphabetized?"
	He put his hands behind his back, clasping them there, "By
the children's first name."
	"The children are all given names?"
	"At birth they are.  These names are the only thing we
remember, even beyond those memory blocks, so we know them
later.  It's a cataloguing system we guessed."
	Scully nodded, not caring for any more explanation, but
hoping they'd have been filed by mother's name, so shed be able
to take the files and at least KNOW.  She went to the J and opened
the drawer to find three Jessica's.  She was amazed that they had
photos, two recent.  One had blonde hair and grey eyes and the
other had green eyes and brown hair, but their features were almost
identical.  The same tanned skin, round little nose and thin lips. 
She looked at the medical information and saw a mother's name
listed, as well as a genetic code.
	"Those are complete hybrids, with alien blood.  They're
more alien than human though possess no telepathic ability. 
They're drones.  We're in the process of teaching them how to
speak right now."  He took one of the files from her and looked at
the back of the photos at the number.  Both had the number 32 on
them.
	"What's the number?"  Mulder asked, feeling not a part of
this conversation.
	Douglas smiled, "Location.  They're both in Chicago,
Illinois, with one of the other leaders, like me."
	Mulder stepped forward as Scully lifted the third file,
"Leaders?"
	"There are adults, complete hybrids, not drones and they
are, or were, to teach us.  We're a more perfected version of them,
or we were supposed to be.  The best of both worlds, we were
supposed to be telepathic, emotionless, and mute.  We would stand
at the heads of the colonies and make sure nothing went wrong. 
We were supposed to control the colonies with our minds and
report back to the Syndicate, and the aliens."
	"But what went wrong?"  Mulder asked, watching Scully
watch this man.  She held the file tightly in her hand, but she'd
know everything in it.  She was more interested in the final
purpose of these plans, what her daughter was to be used for.
	His face fell, "Some of us didn't have the telepathic
abilities.  None of us were mute.  And we knew what they were
doing to the human race, to our mothers, was wrong."
	"Why do some of the children have human blood?"  Scully
asked quickly.
	He raised an eyebrow, "The newer experiments, in the last
twenty years, after us, they tried to create a newer generation, to
take our place as the leaders.  This new race would have telepathic
abilities, would talk, but would have none of our emotional
connections.  They would also be almost completely human, with
human eggs AND sperm to complete the process, using little alien
DNA.  So little that it's not even recognizable.  The blood would
not be toxic to humans therefore allowing them to blend into the
society better in the time before the overtaking of your race.  These
hybrids would also be immune to their plagues, to an extent, and
they're unaffected by alien blood."
	Scully opened the file in front of her, remembering Jessica
telling her that her purpose was to be a leader of these colonies. 
She looked at the photo, Jessi had to be about seven.  She was
smiling, teeth missing, and her hair was short.  Her bangs hung
above her eyebrows and the rest of her hair around her chin.  She
looked like herself at that age.
	"When are these photos taken?"
	"The photos are taken at age five, then ten, for comparison. 
If the photo has a number on the back, it's a photo taken in the last
month by us and we have possession of the child."
	"Did you try to take this child?"
	The man looked at the photo, "Jessica?  No.  She left on
her own."
	"Left on her own?  You know her?"  Scully was taken
aback.
	"She was in a cell opposite mine at the training center.  I
got out with her.  She was eight years old and her door was left
open one day.  She stepped out and opened my cell and the cells of
three others, ones she saw would help interrupt their cycle..."
	"She saw?"  Scully asked, putting a hand in the air,
stopping him mid-sentence.
	The man smiled, "Jessi used to be able to see things, she
had visions.  You could say she could tell the future, or a versions
of it.  And she knew she had to let us out if we were to have any
chance of saving the world.  She let us out and because she did
they chased us with helicopters out of the place for almost an hour. 
She told us that we had our own road separate from hers, but we'd
meet again."
	"So she went off and you left her."
	"She insisted.  And the helicopters chased us away while
she stood in the middle of the street watching us.  She knew the
helicopters weren't after her."
**********
Location Unknown
2/22 3:31AM

	The first thing she registered in her brain was that she was
very cold.  It wasn't the cold she felt in the middle of the night
when she awoke from a nightmare and the air conditioner was on
too high, but the cold of being in an ice skating arena with no
jacket.  The second thing she realized was that she didn't have any
clothing on.  And the third was that she was standing.
	Jessica opened her eyes and came face to face with a solid
wall of greenish ice.  She took a deep breath and when she
released it the air blew from her mouth in a puff of smoke.  She
took another breath, feeling extremely claustrophobic in her new
environment.  She banged on this structure and heard only a soft
thud.  It was too thick to be heard on the outside.
	Suddenly icy liquid began to pour into the pod, above her,
making her scream.  She put her hand up against it, but that only
caused it to splatter, wetting more of her body.  She shuddered as
the liquid rose above her knees and rolled onto her thighs.  It
thickened as it rose, and it flooded the small pod she was in in less
than a minute.  She held her breath and banged on the side some
more, hearing her heard thud in her chest as her air left her.
	Her eyes stung when she opened them and her lungs burned
for new air, and she had to open her mouth and breath in this
liquid.  It choked her and froze her insides.  She could feel her
lungs fill with it as her eyes slowly closed.
	It was so cold.
**********
Safe House
2/22 6:00AM

	The first thing Scully noticed was that it was silent.  The
police officer in the car had fallen asleep sitting back in his car and
she went into the house.  Mulder walked behind her, and behind
him stood Douglas.  The man wanted to see Jessi, he wanted to
know they weren't lying when they said they weren't hurting her,
but trying to keep her safe.  She'd been so young when he'd last
seen her.
	Scully opened the front door and saw Skinner. He was
lying on the floor with his gun in his hand.  She ran to him,
screaming to the men behind her, "Check on Jessi!"
	Mulder took off to a back room as Douglas remained at her
side.  He looked to the fallen man, "Their technology is advanced,
no guns are stronger."
	She looked up at him as Skinner groaned.  He jumped up
and then put a hand on his head, which still ached him, "Is Jessi
alright?"  He asked.
	Mulder came out of the back with a frown on his face,
"She's not there."  Scully stood and looked to Skinner who
nodded,  
	"Yeah, she should have it with her."
	Mulder looked to Scully, "What does she have on her?"
	Scully stood and went to their car and opened the trunk
while Skinner went and woke up the police man sleeping in his
car.  She could head the man pleading that he didn't fall asleep,
but passed out after hearing a buzzing noise.  Skinner told the man
to go home and went back to Scully who was treading through
objects to find the box.  She glanced angrily at Mulder who'd
probably made this whole mess in the trunk.
	"You find it?"  Skinner asked, rubbing his head, wishing
for an Aspirin.
	She nodded, opening the box and pulling out a small
tracking device.  She turned it on and immediately a red dot began
to pulse on the screen, a light beeping sound accompanying it. 
Scully's eyebrows creased and she looked to Mulder and then to
Douglas,
	"She's at the NeoOmniGenesis building."
	"Are you sure?"  Mulder asked, hoping just slightly for a
spaceship in a remote location.
	She gave him the locator, "I told Skinner to get a locator on
her, in her necklace, or watch, so we could find her later."
	"How'd you know they'd take her again?"  Mulder
questioned, looking to Douglas, who was also waiting for an
answer.
	Scully looked away, "I don't know, I just did."
	Skinner looked to this new man and then back at his
agents, "Do you want me to send backup to the building."
	Mulder shook his head, "If we come in with an army they
might kill her."
	"But if you go alone, you might get yourself killed."
	Scully left the group, the small beeping screen in her hand
and got into the car, "Do what you want, I'm going to get my
daughter."  She started up the car and Mulder made a dash for it,
Douglas right behind him.
	Skinner reached for his cell phone, "I need a police
perimeter set up around this address..."
**********
End part 7

**********
Equinox [8/9]
(Jessica Trilogy)
by Mystic
Mysticxf@aol.com
**********
N.O.G.
2/22  6:25AM

	The doors hadn't even opened on the place when they
arrived, but the lights in the building were on.  Early workers
arriving to get a head start on their work.  Scully was the first to
leap out of the car and head for the front doors.  She knocked and a
security guard met her.  She pulled her badge and the man let her
in, already having been contacted by the police about the three
people heading their way.
	Scully walked past the man, following what her locator
said.  They entered the elevator and Scully pushed Sub Level 1. 
She had assumed it was a garage, and it was where Scully thought
everything evil would be when they'd first come to this place a few
short weeks ago.  Now she knew she was probably right.  Mulder
looked at her, his eyes worried, and Douglas just paced the
elevator.  When the doors opened they stepped out and looked
around.  Mulder and Scully drew guns while Douglas stayed
behind them.  Scully swept the locator around and turned, "It says
she's lower."
	Mulder held the doors open, "But this doesn't list any
lower floors."
	Scully began walking down the hallway, "Then there must
be another elevator."
	The two men began to follow, but Mulder looked to
Douglas, "Maybe it's safer for you to go back outside, wait for
Skinner to get here."
	"No, I want to find out what's going on.  If they've got
more children here, I can get them out."
	Mulder sighed, then turned and punched him, knocking
him out and pressed the first floor.  They were sure to drag him out
and keep him out of the building.  Mulder picked up his cell
phone, making sure Scully was in plain view in front of him.  She
turned and Mulder ran to catch up.  She found a stairway, which
she entered and began to go down.
	"It's Mulder, where are you?"  Mulder asked when Skinner
answered the phone.
	"We're outside, where are you?"  He replied, a little more
than pissed when he saw the men inside the building dragging out
the unconscious man he'd seen with Mulder and Scully before.
	"I want to you keep everyone from coming into the
building.  We don't want anyone responsible lost in the confusion
if there's a panic.  Evacuate everyone who's already in the
building and don't let ANYONE in."
	"Alright Agent Mulder."  Mulder could hear the worry in
his voice, the silent `be careful' hidden in the simple statement and
he hung up his cell phone.  He then caught up quickly with Scully
and looked at the monitor in her hand, the red bleeping light
standing out.  He looked ahead of himself, "Are we going on the
right floor now?"
	"According to this we are."  Scully said, her voice almost a
whisper.  She looked up at him momentarily and then back at the
small monitor and then back at the hallway.  Jessi should be
twenty feet away.
	They kept walking until they reached the point where the
monitor read less than a foot and found a door.  Scully opened it
slowly, raising her gun as Mulder moved to back her up.  She
swung the door open and there was no sound.  No frightened
screaming, no guns blazing, nothing.  They looked into the room
and found her clothing in a neat little stack on a table.  The watch
laid out next to her socks and necklaces.  Mulder went to the table
and clutched the cross and alien head necklaces in his hand,
wondering just how many times he was going to see that little
cross laying on it's on in the middle of a dark place.
	"Where the hell is she?!"  Scully almost screamed.  She
threw the monitor into the pile of clothing.  "Mulder?"  She looked
up at him.  He was standing over the clothes, his hands on the
table, the necklaces secure in his pocket.
	He stood quietly and she watched him.  Then he raised both
hands in the air and slammed them into the table, "She has to be
here."  He stated.
	"Mulder?"
	"She has to be here, whatever they did to her, it was recent,
or they'd have thrown the clothes out."
	"But where?'  Scully asked, turning towards the door.
	Mulder followed, "I don't know."  He looked down the hall
in one direction, then the other.
	Scully began to walk down one hallway and Mulder turned
to take the other, both had their guns raised.  Mulder looked into
one room and found a small lab of sorts there.  he spotted several
jars with bees in them, differenting only in the number of bees,
from one to ten in each.  He saw other bottles with liquids in them. 
Some black, some tan, some grey.  But no Jessica.
	Down ten doors Scully stood in a room, nothing special
about it.  It held a desk, some computer equipment and a fish tank. 
The fish were swimming around happily.  She knew people had to
be here, the fish would be dead if there weren't.  She continued
walking down the hallway, looking into each room she passed,
none held anything important.  Some looked like smaller labs, with
vials, liquids, objects, and tanks with small animals.  Some looked
sick, some looked rabid, other looked find and healthy.
	"Mommy."  She turned towards the voice.  It was in the
hall.
	"Emily?"  Scully questioned, walking out of the room.
	"Mommy, she's hurting."
	"Where are you?"  Scully yelled.  She ran down the hall,
her eyes wide.
	"She needs your help."
	The voice was so far, but it was right there, in her head. 
She ran down the halls, looking faster and faster into each room. 
Mulder heard her yelling and tried to find her, seeing only her red
hair as she turned corners.
	"Scully, slow down!"  He yelled after her.
	She heard him, but kept running, he wasn't too far behind. 
She found another stairwell and went down quickly, hearing the
child's voice.  "Mommy, hurry."
	Her head and her heart hurt her, she wanted this child to
stop so she could catch up so it'd be easier to get to her, to Jessi. 
She saw Emily standing at the end of a hall.  She pointed to her
right, "She's in here, mommy."  The girl turned and ran into the
hallway and Scully ran to catch up, Mulder still running behind
her.
	Devon stopped running and stood still, her mind working
inside theirs.  She watched them pass her.  Her mother would have,
could have loved her.  She had the opportunity to stop her mother
in that hall right now and confront her, leave with her to go home. 
Instead she watched her run past her, determined to find her other
daughters.  Thinking maybe Emily was really there, leading her to
Jessica.
	They couldn't see her, she was sure they couldn't.  She had
used her mind to create a cloud in theirs, so they only saw what
they wanted, what they needed, and that was Emily.  But Mulder
turned, he looked right at her.  "Scully."  He tried to stop the
woman, but she continued.
	Devon took a breath and then walked away from them,
knowing she was going to be in big trouble for this.  She knew they
didn't know Mulder and Scully were in this building, yet.  The
only reason she knew was she had an attachment to their daughter,
her sister, and through her she could sense them, her parents.
	Scully ran down the hall and hit a large metal door.  She
grasped the handle and turned it, using all of her strength, all of her
weight, to pry it open.  They were met with a blast of cold air. 
Scully gripped her suit jacket and tightened it around her. S he
turned to Mulder and he looked to her, choosing, at this moment,
to not tell her what he thought he saw in the hallway.
	"Why would they keep this so cold?"  She asked, more to
herself than him.  They walked into the room, which was more like
another hallway.  Looking to their sides they saw snow pants and
thick sweaters hanging on the walls.  Scully's eyebrows creased,
was it that cold inside the room?  She opened a metal drawer from
the wall and found snow boots, socks, and shirts.  Mulder pulled
out a manual and opened it.  He read the settings on the room and
the recommended apparel.  This was apparently emergency supply
for quick visitors.
	"Something's being stored here."  He said, flipping through
the book.  It contained information on a matching.  Buttons to be
pushed for `re-animation', others for `termination' and them some
for `re-location'.  "Something extremely important is being stored
here."  He restated.
	"Oh God."  He heard her say.  She'd passed him and had
entered the main room, which was near freezing temperature. 
"Jessi?"  He heard a soft thumping.  He held the manual tightly
and walked to the other door she'd gone through, then he passed
through it, noting his breaths were coming out in puffs of smoke. 
The room was lit softly, the walls greenish from a light inside a
tube that held someone.
	His mouth fell open as he walked closer to Scully.  She was
standing in front of some kind of pod and inside was Jessica.  Her
eyes were closed, her body relaxed, as if she were sleeping.  Scully
banged her hands on the pod again, the small thumping was all that
came of it.  Mulder held her back, "I don't think smashing her out
would be a good idea."  He said opening the manual.
	"Why not?"
	He opened to the beginning of the manuals instructions for
the pod and then looked back to her, "Because according to this
she's in suspended animation and if you smash it open, she'll die."
	She almost ripped the book from his hands, "Then how do
we get her out?"
	"Good question."  Mulder said looking back up at Jessica. 
He flipped through to the `re-animation' section and found the first
instruction and looked to Scully, "Let's get started."
**********
2/22   6:39AM

	Devon was crying.  never in her life had she cried, but she
was standing in the middle of a room with tears streaming her face,
falling onto the floor making small puddles.  All her life she'd
been secluded, she'd been alone, with people who hated and
destroyed everything and everyone who stood in their way.  She'd
been lonely, she'd given in to them, and she'd figured out how to
survive amongst them.  She developed a tough outer shell that
protected her from their words, from their thoughts.
	But she wanted to know love.  She wanted to know her
parents.  She wanted to be able to go outside into the free world
and smell a flower, touch a blade of grass, smell a baby, eat a
hot-dog.  She wanted to swim in a pool, play baseball, and go to
school.  She wanted to meet other people, have conversations that
didn't need translators, and eat pizza with her sister.
	Her cell phone chirped and she pulled it out of her jacket
pocket and answered it.  The man on the other end sounded calm,
but she could feel his panic through his exterior.
	"They've found the facility.  They've found Jessica.  And
you're there, how did they get by you?"
	Devon was silent a moment, looking straight ahead of her,
her eyes burning from the crying she'd done.  She listened to his
breathing, could almost head the cigarette smoke escape from his
lips, and she licked her own.  She sniffled and then she let out a
small laugh, "I let them."
	The man turned in the room full of other men, "You
WHAT?"  His head turned a deep red, anger and embarrassment
racing through him.
	Devon leaned against the wall and let herself slide down to
the floor, her leather outfit suddenly restraining.  "This isn't right. 
Rule the world, colonize with hybrids, but to take a person's
daughter for body parts isn't right."
	"Since when do you know right from wrong, favor good
over evil?"  The man's questions gained looks from others.
	Devon smiled, folding her legs, "Since when do you care
what I think?  Since when do you give a shit what I do?"
	"Devon, you stop them."
	She shrugged, "You stop them.  They're your problem,
remember?"  She hung up her cell phone and he stood in the
middle of the room with all the other men watching him.
	The smoking man turned, "She's cracked."
	"Devon can't crack."  One said slowly.
	"Well, she has.  She just let Mulder and Scully gain access
to Jessica again."
	"We have to get to Devon."  The man said, watching the
smoking man, this was his problem.
	The man stood, put out his cigarette and walked out of the
room.  He went to another room and looked at the man who saw
inside, reading a newspaper.  "Come on, I have a job for you."
	Alex Krycek sighed, he'd been enjoying himself, and his
newspaper.  He stood and followed the smoking man out of the
room.  They had to put an end to this experiment now.  On the way
to the car his mission was explained.  Take Devon, dead or alive,
and kill anyone who gets in the way.  
**********
NeoOmniGenesis
7:01AM

	A buzzer went off on the machine and Scully's heart leapt
into her throat.  Jessica didn't move.  Mulder went to a switch in
the back and turned it off, then pulled down a certain other switch. 
The machine made a small clicking noise.
	"That's it, it should open."  Mulder said, looking at the
manual in his hand while taking a step away from the pod.
	Scully glanced up at him, "Well, it's NOT opening!"
	Suddenly another buzzer went off and a red warning light
began to flash.  Scully looked to it, `MALFUNCTION' it blinked. 
Jessica's eyes didn't open, her body didn't twitch, she remained in
her sleeping position.  Mulder looked around, dropping the manual
and he found a large power surge device and he picked it up,
ripping all of the computer cords from it as he went.  He slammed
it into the icy surface of the pod and it cracked a bit.  He slammed
it again and it broke, ooze fell onto the floor.
	Mulder broke the surface of the pod until Jessica's body
fall out, onto him, covered in a slime that seemed to liquefy at the
touch of his body's temperature.  Scully ran to hallway and began
pulling clothing from the drawers to cloth her freezing, naked,
daughter.
	"Scully, she's not breathing!"  Mulder said quickly, pulling
his head away from the girl's mouth.
	She turned quickly, throwing the clothing at Mulder,
"Cover her."
	He did as he was told and she began CPR on her daughter,
grimacing when her lips touched Jessica's.  They were so cold. 
Mulder took the snow pants and pulled them on her body while
Scully continued, then he placed socks on her feet and shoes over
the socks.  They were at least two sizes too big for her, but they'd
warm her up.  Then he heard noises.  Footsteps, faint, but they
were there.
	"Dammit Jessi Breath!"  Scully screamed, scaring Mulder a
bit.  The girl coughed up soupy green liquid and Scully turned her
on her side, letting her get it all out. S he looked up at her, and her
eyes were wide.
	"I'm cold mom."  She whispered, hacking up more liquid
from her lungs.
	Scully took a shirt and put it on her and then helped her off
the floor.  She stood, wobbly on her feet, and the three left the
room.  Mulder stopped them from turning a corner, "There are
people down here."
	Jessi's head swam with dizziness. Her stomach growled
angrily at her, and her shoes were to big.  She looked to Mulder,
"There's no more than six men on this floor and the floor above
us."  She shook her head, gripping her mother's arm.
	"What is it?"
	She put a hand on her head, "It's Devon, she's here, and a
man... a man with a bomb."  She looked up at her parents, the
confusion evident in their eyes.
	Scully looked to Mulder, they had to get out of there.
	The girl put a hand on her mother's shoulder, "There's
another man coming, his friends aren't going to make it.  He's here
to get Devon.  He doesn't like you two."
	"Do you know his name?"  Mulder asked, hoping it'd be
the cigarette smoking man.  It would be great to have a name to be
able to arrest the bastard.
	Jessi thought hard, "Alex... he has one arm.  I've seen him
before."  She fell down and Scully grabbed her arm.
	"Jessi, stop.  You're hurting yourself."
	"I'm fine."  She asserted, opening her eyes, "Alex Krycek."
	Mulder stood straight letting out a sigh of annoyance.  Was
he EVER going to get rid of this man?  Suddenly there were
footsteps, many of them.  Jessi's eyes creased and she was about to
respond, but she was pulled to her feet and dragged through a
hallway.  A bullet shot out and Mulder turned, away from the
women and began to run in another direction.
	"Get her out of here Scully!"  He screamed.
	Scully he knew he was trying to save them, but he couldn't
think of a better way to do it than separate them?  He didn't see
strength in numbers?  She pushed Jessi forward down another long
hallway, wishing she knew where the elevators were, and the
footsteps followed.
	"You'd better run, he might think you're me!"  They could
hear Devon shouting.  Then there were many footsteps in front of
them.  Another shot fired and Scully grabbed Jessi's arm and
shoved her into a room.  Jessi could still feel the breeze of one of
the bullets on her cheek.  She pushed her wet hair out of her eyes
and stumbled backwards, jars falling off the shelf, landing on the
floor with loud crashed.
	Scully clicked the door locked, hoping they would pass it,
thinking it was just storage, and she looked to the ventilation
system.  Could she follow it to the outside world?  Or would it just
lead her further in?  She decided she couldn't take that chance, not
with Jessi seemingly so weak.  But she could wait a while and then
try to get out from the front door like they came in.  Jessica
grabbed her arm,
	"Mom, that man with the bomb, he's crazy."
	"What do you mean?"
	She waited until the woman stopped looking at the door
and turned to her, "He's going to wait until the people get to work
and THEN he's going to set it off.  He's wearing it.  He's in his
office."  She thought a moment, "He's thinking about what he's
been doing, what they're doing, and he doesn't like it anymore. 
He can't tolerate it.  He'd rather die than live in the world they're
going to destroy..."
	Scully saw movement out of the corner of her eye.  She
paused Jessi and looked to the floor.  A black substance lay in a
puddle about five feet from them, it remained there.  Then it
moved.  Gracefully, but slowly it began making it's way towards
them as they moved away from it.  Scully gasped, what the hell
was this?  She moved backwards some more, grabbing a vial off
the shelf and throwing it at the blob of oil.  The oil seemed to
study the object broken on it.  It climbed all over it, then rolled off
and continued making it's way towards them.
	"What is it?"  Jessi asked, backing into a wall and turning
to round the table next to them.
	Scully shook her head, she had no idea.  It looked like what
Mulder had described when he came back from Tunguska.  An
alien virus, he'd claimed it was.  Jessi began to scan minds, with
one touch of an object she could find everyone who'd touched it
before her.  She looked into their head.  If they held the substance,
they had to hold something to kill it.  Didn't they?
	She almost fell over with the influx of information.  Not
than many people had been in this room, but they knew so much
about everything, and at the same time knew nothing.  Their
confusions and discoveries flew at her  She even heard Devon
taunting her, "It's so easy to kill, the cure is right at your fingertips,
but you're not going to find it."
	Why was she being so cruel?  Jessi thought.  Did she really
want them to die so bad?  She leaned back and heard another jar
fall behind her, and she turned, hearing the noise it's contents were
making, "Mom."
	The woman didn't turn, but continued to throw empty jars
at the black oil, watching it examine each jar and then continue at
them.  She considered throwing full jars, but didn't know if they
held water, or acid, and didn't want to chance it.
	"Mom!"  Jessi screamed, almost yanking on Scully's arm.
	"What!"  She cried, turning.  Her eyes widened at the sight
before her.  Five small bees were lying on the floor a bit dazed. 
Mulder had also told her about these bees, their sting could be
lethal if you didn't hold the cure in your hand.
	One of the bees began to fly and it flew at Jessi's head. 
The girl jumped backwards, knocking over a handful of vials
before slipping in the oil and slamming into a table.  She grabbed
the table for support and hoisted herself up.
	"Take off your shoe!"  Scully screamed.
	The girl did and threw it into the rest of the puddle, which
was lying still.  Scully looked back at the oil and the small vial of
amber liquid that lie on the floor, and on the oil.  The shoe Jessi
had thrown on, which had oil splattered on it's bottom, lay in the
middle of the puddle.  Jessi kicked off her other shoe and opened
the door behind her.  "The man isn't there anymore."
	Scully jumped over the black oil, ignoring the bees that
were beginning to fly around the room.  She went to Jessi, shoving
her out and closing the door behind her.  Jessi looked to her
mother, "You didn't get stunk, did you?"
	Scully shook her head, "No, I'm ok."  She then looked up
at her quickly, "You didn't..."
	Jessi shook her head, "Where's dad?"
	Suddenly she was alarmed, where the hell DID Mulder go?
**********
end part 8

**********
Equinox [9/9]
(Jessica Trilogy)
by Mystic
Mysticxf@aol.com
**********
N.O.G. outside
2/22   7:15AM

	Mulder paced the parking lot.  People had started arriving
for work five minutes ago and Scully and Jessi still hadn't
emerged.  He was beginning to worry.  Mulder wanted to go back
in the minute he came out and they weren't there, but Skinner had
refused.  He wanted to send in about ten agents, because there
were people in the Sub Level, with guns, chasing them.
	Mulder kicked himself, why did he think they could get out
if they were separate from him.  He thought that maybe if he
created a diversion... but the men who were there went specifically
for Scully and Jessi.  And this Devon.  He knew he'd seen her, or a
glimpse of her.  He knew he'd seen the leather suited girl turn and
walk away.
**********
7:16AM

	Scully's heard thudded in her chest.  A man with a bomb
somewhere in the building, another with a fun trying to kill the,
and yet more, with more guns.  Then there was Devon.  She was in
the building, in the sublevels, but they didn't know where she was
and who she was trying to save here.  She lead them to Jessi, that
much Scully had figured out.  Somehow that girl had put the image
of her deceased daughter in her head so she'd follow her.  She
paused in thought, did Devon think she wouldn't follow her?  Did
she think she wouldn't believe her, did she think she would try to
hurt her?
	Jessi heard everything she thought.  She heard everything
her father thought, everything her mother thought, and everything
her sister thought.  They were bombing her mind with their
thoughts, and the only one that was coherent to her was her sister
because they were pointed statements.   Ones directed at her.
	Show me a flower.
	Show me an ocean.
	Show me emotion.
	I want to know love too.
	Devon was sitting with her legs crossed on the floor.  She
put a hand through her hair and looked up, Krycek was near and he
was going to kill her.  Or he was going to take her back to them
where her confusion, her betrayal would be dealt with, but she
knew he would shoot when he got the shot.  Her importance in
everything would lessen considerably if she was returned.  She'd
be put at the same level with her sister.
	Useless.
	Utterly useless.  She stood, this wasn't fair, she couldn't be
put to sleep that easily.  She wouldn't go down without a fight. 
She made a mad dash down the hallway, to where her sister and
mother were trying to make their way to the second staircase.
	Above them Krycek was back on Sublevel one.  He
searched the rooms wishing he had the same psychic tendencies
the Mulder/Scully children did.  And he hoped that they didn't
think to use them to locate him and make his plans void.  He also
hoped Mulder stayed out of the building where he belonged. 
That's all he'd need.  Mulder trying to play hero while he was
trying to kill this Devon kid.

	Mulder stood outside, impatiently.  Skinner had held him
back on his attempts to go back inside.  And the employees of
NeoOmniGenesis stood with him, the annoyance written all over
their faces.  Very few got into the building, those who got there
early.  Soon the cops and other federal agents were going into the
building to remove those who got through.  And they'd find the
people in the sublevels.  He paced, going back to his car for the
bag of sunflower seeds that were in the glove compartment.  Why
were they all just waiting around.  Were they going to wait for
gunshots to run in and pull his family's dead bodies out of the
building, he thought.
	He stopped walking and almost swallowed the seed he'd
been sucking on.  His family.  HIS family.  The thought went in
and out so fast he didn't think about it in any way as wrong.  He
had two daughters in the building, and Scully, the closest thing to a
wife he was ever going to get.  And these people, these brave
agents, cops, and marshal's were standing around leaving them in
danger.

	Jessi heard her father and smiled, they were his family. 
Then she could see him making a rush for the front gates
screaming at Skinner, "We can't just stand here, we have to move
in!"
	And then she stopped running as she felt something on her
arm, something small and gripping.  Scully turned, "What are you
doing?" She screamed.
	Jessi slapped her arm quickly, "Ouch!"
	"Of course it hurts, you slapped yourself!"
	She shook her head, "No."  She pulled her hand forward,
the small bee still attached to its stinger which was inside her
middle finger.  Jessi took it out and stomped on the bee, then
looked up at her mother, "Mom, I don't feel so good."
	Scully's eyes widened, Mulder was right when he said they
held a virus... a virus... she threw herself at Jessi who was falling to
the floor, "Jess!"
	The girl looked up, "I don't feel... I think... I'm having a
heart attack."  She said, holding a hand over her chest, "It burns!" 
Her eyes squinted closed and Scully saw sweat already appearing
on her face.
	She heart footsteps and hoisted Jessi off the floor, over her
shoulder and ran down the hallway.  She found the stairs and went
up, not bothering to stay and figure out who these footsteps
belonged to.
	Krycek stopped and listened.  He was on Sublevel two.  He
turned towards the sound of the steps.  Someone was running, far
from him.  He was going in the wrong direction!  He turned and
began to walk slowly towards the steps, fearing one of his own
men would shoot him.  How could they have missed them?  He
questioned.  He looked into a room and saw one of the men lying
on the floor, his eyes black.  Another lay next to him.  One the
floor lay the broken vial.  He went to another room and found a
similar scenario.  Three men laying on the floor convulsing.  in one
hand a tube of open green liquid.  Blood.  Their blood.
	"Idiots!"  Krycek screamed, not even opening the door,
knowing that man held alien blood, deadly to humans.  Five of his
best contacts, the only five with him.  He ran down the halls and
reached the stairs and when he got to the top he was shocked with
a small fist into his nose.  "Dev.."  He started, but he fell
backwards, down the stairs and he hit his head on the bottom.

	Scully pulled Jessi into a standing position, she was still
groggy, but she was standing.  She looked to her mother, "It's not
having it's usual effect."  She said quietly.
	"You're immune, but not completely, so your body has to
fight it."  She remember seeing the scar tissue the day after her
daughter had been shot in the chest.  She'd be ok.  But Scully still
had to half drag her daughter through the halls.  She wished she'd
remembered the way they came in, Mulder would know.  
	Where the hell WAS the elevator!  She thought, breathing
out harshly.  She hoped it would be where she thought it was.  The
footsteps kept following and suddenly they weren't there anymore. 
Scully stopped running and Jessi looked up at her, "Mom?"  She
questioned, standing on her feet, feeling a lot better.  Her headache
was yet to go away and her heart still burned, but she knew her
body was fighting off whatever that bee had stung her with.
	"Jessi, is anyone here?"  Scully asked.
	The girl looked around, "Not that I can see."  She
answered, rubbing her eyes.
	Scully threw her hands in the air, "No!  I mean do that
thing you do with your mind!"  When she didn't want her to do it,
she did, and when she Wanted her to do it, she didn't.  She wanted
to scream.
	Jessi could feel her tension as she stood there, wobbling
from side to side, trying to regain total control of her legs.  "Devon
is near, Krycek is too.  And the man with the bomb is hiding."
	Scully grabbed Jessi's arm, "Who's the man with the
bomb, Jess?"
	She saw his thoughts, quickly, and knew immediately, "It's
that guy who wouldn't stop looking at me!  he knows this is wrong. 
They took his children, they were part of the experiment.  He's
crazy!"  She looked at her mother and didn't get to say another
word when Devon attacked her from behind.
	The two fell to the ground with a loud "Ooff!" knocking
Scully off balance with their bodies.  She flew backwards and hit a
wall and stared at the two in shock.
	"This is all your fault!"  Devon screamed punching Jessi in
the nose.
	Jessi screamed, blood fell from her nostrils, she was too
weak for this.  Devon went to throw another punch, but Jessi
moved her head and Devon's fist hit the floor with a lout "clank". 
She screamed and fell over.  Jessi scrambled to get away.  The two
stood and Devon glanced at her mother who was beginning to
stand up.
	"It's not fair!"  Devon screamed, cradling her hand.  "Why
did you get you get out, why did they have to keep me?"  She
looked about wildly, not caring what either one thought at the
moment.
	Jessi wiped at her nose, "And you think it's far that I got
put into a freezing pod?!"
	Devon laughed, then jumped at her sister again.  Scully
tried to jump in the way but Devon saw it coming and with her
mind, she threw her mother back against the wall, effectively
knocking the air out of her.  Jessi braced herself and flew
backwards with her sister on top of her.  She rolled over, pinning
Devon under her and punched her in the side of the head, cringing
when she yelped in pain.
	"You have everything!"  Devon made out while jumping
off the floor to grip her sister's arms.  They stood, their eyes
locked.
	"I had nothing!"  Jessi screamed in retaliation.  "I had fear,
loneliness, confusion.  I lived in a foster home years before mom
and dad accidentally came across me!"
	"You had sunlight, you had warmth, you knew strength and
compassion.  You knew toys and fun, friends, family, Love.  You.
Knew. Love!"  She moved away from Jessi and then went at her
again.  They grunted in their stance, holding each other up while
trying to take each other down.  "You knew stability, caring,
imagination, colorful surroundings, playing in water, smelling
flowers, running in fields."
	Jessi didn't speak, but continued to listen, using all of her
strength to keep standing.  She thought this person knew all that,
she thought Devon had experienced everything she had and more
because she seemed to be in a position of power.  Scully watched
them from the wall where she was still regaining her breath.  How
could two girls, twins, be so different, yet so the same.  In the end,
they wanted the same things.
	Krycek turned the corner, hearing the commotion and saw
the two girls fighting.  Bring her back alive if possible?  he
thought.  The bitch conked him over the head, sending him down a
flight of stairs and he was supposed to bring her back alive if
possible?  He pulled out his gun, Devon was going to die... but
which one was which?  he pointed his gun up at the two girls and
fired one shot.  Whoever he hit, he hit and if he got the wrong one,
oh well.  He heard the scream and he saw them fall and he turned
and ran to the elevator, which was right around the corner.  He
knew how to get out without the others knowing.  Without Skinner
and Mulder seeing.
	Jessi screamed as the bullet tore through Devon's back, out
her chest and through her shoulder, and then she felt it rip out
through her own back.  The two fell to the floor in unison, Scully
running to their side.  Jessi sat up, putting a hand on her mother's
shoulder, "I'll be fine."  She said, showing the hole in her
shoulder.
	Devon moaned, blood gurgling in her throat.  She didn't
know what blood tasted like, didn't want to know what it was
going to be like to drown in her own.  She grabbed her sister's
arm, "Show me."  She whispered.
	Scully looked at the wound and saw the blood leak from
the side of her mouth, "No."  She whimpered, pulling the girl into
her lap, hugging her fiercely, "No, not like this."  She repeated. 
She began to pull her up, but Devon shook her head.
	"Let me go."  She said softly, echoing Emily's words from
a time not so long ago.
	Scully knew she didn't mean the statement as a spiritual
command as Emily's had been.  Devon just wanted to die.  She
didn't want to continue living like this, and she knew the
consequences of her actions wouldn't be good.  "But I can't let you
die like this, not here."
	"It has to be this way."  She said, "They'll never let you
take me out of here, bury me the way I am, they'll just take me
from you again."
	Scully knew she was right.  She ran a hand along the girl's
cheek, which was now streaked with blood, "I'm sorry."  She said.
	Devon looked to her, `Why?'  She asked in her mind, her
mouth too tired to move.
	"I can't help you, I never could."  Scully replied.  Jessi
leaned against her mother's shoulder, feeling nauseous from her
own gunshot wound.
	`But you always did.  You gave me this life, what of it there
was.  And you're here now, you didn't leave me to die alone.'
	Scully smiled.  She kissed Devon's forehead, wishing there
WAS something she could do.  She didn't want to loose this one so
soon after she got her.  Just like Emily.
	`Emily was our sister.'  Devon confirmed to Scully and
Jessi.  `I want to see her.'  She asked.
	Scully didn't have her purse, she didn't have the picture, "I
don't have..."
	`Think of her.'  Devon asked, holding her mother's hand
tightly.
	She knew she could read her mind and see the memory of
the little girl when she gave her the little cross in the car seat. 
Devon smiled, `She looks like we did, but she has beautiful blue
eyes.'  She tried to laugh, but only coughed blood.
	She turned to Jessi, `I want to see what you've seen,
please...' she asked.  Jessi reached to her with her good arm and
held her sister's hand.  She closed her eyes and the both of them
were silent for almost a minute.  Jessi went through all the
memories she had.  From childhood, escaping from that place, to
being in the pod when the liquid was flowing in.  She passed on
the feel of her father's touch, the smell of the beach, of a rose, the
taste of pizza, cookies, cake, and spaghetti, and then she passed on
the feeling of the child moving in her belly.
	Devon began to cry, "He's like us Jess."  She said softly,
opening her eyes.
	"Like us?"  Jessi looked to her, tears freely flowing from
her own eyes.
	"He's stronger."  She said.  "I tried to protect him, they
don't know."  She coughed, death creeping through parts of her
body already.  "They don't know.  Protect him."
	Then she coughed once more and her eyes closed, her body
relaxed.  She was dead.  Jessi began to cry harder, Scully hugged
her with one arm, and held onto Devon with the other.  Then Jessi
jumped up. "Mulder's coming in, we have to stop him!"
	"Why?"
	"He's going to find the man with the bomb!"
**********
7:45AM

	Mulder ran inside the building, through the people standing
around waiting.  He couldn't wait anymore, he had to go inside
and save them.  Get them out.  Take them home.  he heard Skinner
screamed after him, but he ignored the man.  He stepped into the
elevator and pushed Sub Level 1, but was annoyed when it began
to go up.  Up to the floor he and Scully had gone to see Falsberg. 
The elevator opened there and no one was waiting.  He was going
to push the elevator closed, but then he heard someone talking.
	"It's not fair.  They give you children, tell you they're fine. 
Then they take them away, for a purpose no one really knows. 
They leave you alone and they expect you to move on.  Like the
children were never there."
	"Falsberg?"  Mulder called.
	"And they ask you to do this to other people, so you'd be
safe, but you're not.  They take your children anyways.  Maybe the
vaccine isn't really real either."  Mulder stepped into the room and
the man was standing in the middle of the office's waiting room. 
Strapped to his chest was a whole lot of explosives.  Mulder's eyes
widened.  He HAD to get to Jessi and Scully.
	He ran to the elevator and found it was going to Sub Level
1, where he'd sent it when he got off.  He pressed the button for
this floor and waited as it came up.  He could hear Falsberg going
on and on about Armageddon, about plagues, and the children who
would survive it all, the ones who were taken.  Panicked, Mulder
began to press the button again and again.  The elevator doors
opened and Scully stood there, Jessi leaning off her.  Mulder's
eyebrows fell,
	"What happened?"
	"Krycek shot her."  She passed Jessi to Mulder and he
lifted her off the floor.
	"And the other one?  Devon?"  He asked, looking down at
his daughter.
	"Krycek shot her too."
	Mulder could already see the look on her face, the fallen
look she always seemed to carry.  She looked up at him and he
could see the tears in her eyes.  He let her hug him, and their
daughter.  She'd lost so much, too much.  He almost forgot there
was a man with a bomb.
	He slammed a finger into the ground floor, "We have to get
out of here."  He said quickly.
	She nodded, "Falsberg has a bomb."
	He looked to her, "How did..."
	She looked to Jessi.
	Mulder sighed and then watched the elevator numbers light
up, feeling they were going too slow to get to the first floor.  When
they arrived Mulder took Jessi to an ambulance and then turned to
Skinner, "You have to get everyone away from that building right
now, there's a man with a bomb inside!"  He shouted.  Skinner
nodded as they drove away in the ambulance and began shouting
orders for everyone to move out.
	Not a minute away, Mulder and Scully heard the explosion. 
They turned and saw the smoke flying into the air and fire trucks
passed them in the opposite direction to put out the blaze.  Mulder
started to laugh, amazed at their extreme luck and at the same time
their extreme lack of luck.  Get out of the building, before the
bomb, but they might have lost all the evidence with that building. 
It always ended this way, he sighed.  He looked up to Scully,
who'd sat on the floor of the ambulance, laid her head next to
Jessi's, and had fallen asleep.
**********
Georgetown Hospital
8/9   7:58PM

	The room was quiet, except for the soft beeping of
monitors in the corner.  The door opened softly and Scully walked
in.  She closed the door behind her, leaving the light off, but she
held the bundle in her hand tightly.  She went to the chair next to
the bed and sat, glancing once at the door where Mulder was now
entering.
	"How is she?"  He asked, looking to the child in her arms.
	"Jessi's fine."  She looked over to her.  She was sleeping
soundly on her side.  No nightmares anymore, just lovely dreams. 
"He's doing ok too."  She looked up at him as he approached.  He
bent down in front of her and moved the small blanket to look at
the little boy's bald head.
	"He looks like Skinner."  He laughed, shaking his head. 
Scully smiled.  "When can we take him home?"  He asked, taking
the boy from Scully's arms.
	Scully put a hand on her head, "I have to talk to the doctor
tomorrow morning.  They say she's doing good, she healed herself,
so I wouldn't doubt tomorrow afternoon."  She looked to Jessi, her
heart leaping into her throat just remembering three days ago when
she'd begun to bleed excessively on the delivery table.  They
thought she would die, but she pulled through.  But because they
were worried they'd kept her for observation.
	The little boy began to cry and Jessi opened her eyes, "He
wants you."  Jessi whispered, looking to her mother.  Scully
smiled, taking the boy from Mulder.  He quickly quieted and began
playing with his hands.
	Mulder shook his head, "You know, we can't call him
Baby Boy Mulder forever."
	Jessi and Scully laughed, and the little boy gurgled happily.
	Sighing, Jessi rolled onto her back, "Well, we've gone over
the names every day in the last two weeks."
	Scully looked to this little boy, her little boy.  She smiled,
they could name him anything they wanted to, she was just happy
to have him.  They hadn't been given any trouble in the last seven
months, and Jessi was sure they wouldn't be giving them any
problems for a long while.  She knew this because they were too
busy trying to redo their plans.  To use what they had to just create
more children.
	There was a knock on the door and they all looked up.  A
man with a baseball cap pulled low walked in.  Jessi smiled,
"How've you been Douglas?"
	The man removed his cap, his eyes wide, "You spook
people, you know that?"
	Jessi smiled, "You want to see him?"
	Douglas approached, "You'll keep him safe."
	"You know we will."
	He smiled, playing with the boy's little fingers. "We got
eighteen more in Wyoming and Nevada today, had to start a new
Hide Out to accommodate them."
	"That's good."
	"They say that in the camps they've started choosing and
picking some and then leaving the others on their own to die."
	"But they find you."  Jessi stated.
	"Yes, we search for them, send messages.  They know
where they can go."
	Jessi smiled, "You teach them well, because this isn't
over."
	"Far from over."  He agreed, his head falling to look at the
boy in Scully's arms.
**********
Location Unknown
8/10  12:01AM

	The man couldn't smoke in this room, he knew that.  he
just stared at the giant tubes.  The lights were on, the color in them
distorted, the shapes seemed to be misinformed.  But he knew they
were as perfect as they were going to get.  They had to start over. 
Next to him stood a young boy.  The boy knew everything he
thought, knew every dream those in the tubes had.  But while he
knew all this, he stood motionless.
	He didn't hold this man's hand, he didn't even speak as the
man stood there looking at the tubes.  He just waited for them to
leave.  he knew they were there because this man was thinking. 
He was thinking about how he could do things different, how he'd
change things.  Another man entered the room and took the boy's
hand,
	"Time for a check up."
	The boy didn't respond, just turned and went with him.
	The smoking man turned and went to the light switch.  He
turned off the lights and the room was instantly illuminated in an
eerie green from the lights shining on the liquid in the tubes. 
These would be right, they'd already proven the genetics
combinations made different children.  The only thing they had
against them were the existing children.  They were left to die, but
somehow they were thriving.  They were finding these Hide Outs.
	A war had started.  Not between two alien races, or two
human races.  But between master and slave, father and son,
mother and daughter.  And them, their creators, knew their
progeny could be their demise.
**********
Done!  I don't think a fourth should be done, though I'm really
sure it could be done, but I'll leave that to Chris. :)  And I'm not
into starting wars, I mean, writing them, you know?  ;)  Anyway,
I'd LOVE to hear what everyone thinks.. and some suggestions for
a name?  :)  Comments please!!

Mystic
Mysticxf@aol.com