From Star3982@aol.com Tue Feb 11 16:56:28 1997
    

       Hello, people! Anna and Monette here to deliver our very first fanfic
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Classification: X, written in script format, sort of

Spoilers:none, that we can think of
Summary: A case that Mulder and Scully are assigned to takes an interesting
turn          

The Harmon Anti-Virus..
By: Monette Dalal and Anna Torborg     
   
         Location:Quantico, Virginia(FBI Academy)
         Backround: Mulder and Scully are at the Academy to hear some new
info pertaining to their next case...
         
         M=Mulder
         S=Scully
         Sk=Skinner
         CM=CancerMan
         H=George Harmon
               (walking down Hogan's Alley, before the meeting)     
              M:Huh, and I thought shoephones were out of style.
         S:Come on Mulder, I guess this is seriouse, something about new
virus, or something...
         M:Ohh, the bad stuff...I"m not sure how this is supposed to relate
to our case though...
         S:I don't understand why the case relates to us...
         M:Us?
         S:Yes, the X-Files
         M:Oh, yes, well the matter the virus was contained in has never been
seen before, yet it is definatly some kind of containment device...
         S:And you assume it's alien, right?
         M:Well, what else?
         S:I don't see why they can't just anaylize it, I mean, I still don't
understand where we fit in...
         M:Well, if the container IS alien, someone must have brought it
here, right?
         S:Oh, I see, we need to catch the bad guy, huh?
         M:I guess, if that's how you put it...
         
         
         Later on in the office-
          S: Mulder, I found some strains of something unusal in this
virus....
          M: <eagarly>Well, what? 
          Scully hesistated, unsure of how to phrase what she was about to
say to him.
          S: Mulder.. this resembles the virus that was ..um.. found in that
rock during the Terma/Tunguska case.
          M: Are you sure about this?
          S: Why are you doubting me, Mulder?
          M: I'm not, I'm not, but the thought of that virus still scares me.
You know what happened to me in Russia, right?
          Scully nodded slowly and indicated for Mulder to continue..
          M: Well what I didn't tell you was that......
          
          A knock on the door interupted the two agents. Skinner's secratary,
Kimberly stuck her head into the office.
          K:A.D. Skinner requests you in his office immediately.
          
          Mulder and Scully looked at each other and followed Kimberely up to
the A.D.'s office.
          Outside the office, Scully's hand on his arm stopped Mulder in his
tracks. He looked questionatly at his petite partner.
          S:Does it smell like smoke to you? >>
         They walk into the office, and their suspisions are confirmed.
 CancerMan abruptly stopped his conversation with Skinner as they walk in.
         M:You rang?
         Sk:Yes, we have decided the case presented to you does not belong in
the   X-Files after all...
         S:But, sir, the material of the container, the virus--
         Sk:Is not considered extra-terestrial.
         Mulder turns to give CM the evil eye.
         M:I suppose you had something to do with this....
         Sk:He just gave me the facts--
         S:What "facts"?-nobody knows anything about this material, this
whole situation.
         Sk:What he told me is strictly confidential.
         M:But, why?  What's so important?
         Sk:You may go now, you know all you need to-this case is not for
you.
         S:But...
         M:Come on, Scully, the man said to go...
         
         They leave the room and shut the door.  They walk a couple paces
down the hall, before Scully turned around.
         
         S:What was that all about?!  I would have never thought you would
have given up that case so fast!  What aren't you telling me?
          
         Mulder pressed a finger against his lips to signal silence. He
pointed to his arm and then to his shoe. Scully's eyes grew wide with
recognition. That was their special signal to meet at the reflecting pool.
        
        Mulder then held up two fingers. That meant to meet in twenty
minutes.
        
        M: I'm going out to get some lunch.
        With that, a wink and a turn of his heel, he was gone. Scully sighed.
She was very anxious to find out what Mulder knew.
        
         A half  hour later at the reflecting pool....
        S:Where have you been?
        M:The lines at the airport took longer than I expected
        S: The airport?
        M:Just because Skinner and that black-lunged b*stard say there is no
case doesn't mean I won't find one.
        S: You mean we
        M: yeah, of course.
        S: So where are we going?
        M: Pack your bags because we're headed to Utah.
        S: Utah?
       
       Mulder and Scully are having a peaceful, if not an uneventful plane
ride.  They are seated in first class, with an "up-town movie theater" movie
playing...
       
       M:Geez, you'd think they could provide us with some better
entertainment...
       S:So, when are you planning on telling me what this is all about?
       M:When the time is right...
       S:What is that supposed to mean??
       M:Listen-I wouldn't bring you out to Utah if there wasn't a reason,
would I?
       S:Well...
       M:(with a smirk)Oh, come on, if I were to tell you now, it would ruin
the surprise...
       S:What?!  It's not my birthday, so that couldn't be it...
       M:You know what I mean...
       S:I'd just appreciate if you could give me some clue to what was going
on...
       M:Oh, look, we're landing...
       S:Don't change the subject-tell me! >>
       M:C'mon Scully, we're holding everyone up.
      Scully just glared at him and stomped off the plane.
       M: Scully, hey wait up!
       S: When are you finally going to be able to trust me? I don't why we
are here, I don't know what we are doing, you just keep me in the dark!
       M: Of course I trust you Scully, you're the only one I trust. I don't
trust all those people in Washington.
      He handed her a file. 'Restricted' was written in bright red letters
across the top.
      M:This is why we are here. I think that my sister may be held captive
here by the people who created that virus.
      S: What? Don't tell me that-
      M: I also believe that Skinner and Cancerman are in on this and that's
why we were pulled off the case.
      S:Where did you get this?
      M: Let's get a car and some hotel rooms first.
      
      Later on, First Star Hotel
      Scully knocked on the connecting door in between her and Mulder's room
      S:Are you decent in there?
       M:Yeah, come on in Scully
      Scully walked into his room and sat down on his bed. Mulder was seated
across the room in a desk chair.
      S:So where did you get this so-called information?
      M: So-called? I'll have you know this is highly classified information
      S:<under her breath> highly classified lies is more like it. <out loud>
Mulder, this is probably just a wild goose chase they are sending you on.
      M: I heard that and I'll have you know this info. came straight from
The cigarette smoking man himself.
     S:Cancerman?  But how?
     M:I have my resources...
     S:Mulder, you said no more secrets--
     M:That's not what's important though.
     S:You really think you're going to find Samantha out here?  
     M:Don't you?
     S:Honestly, Mulder, I don't think so.
     M:How can-how can you have such little faith?
     S:Can I see this information?  Why do you think this is the "big one".
 Why here, why now?
     M:Why not?  Here, look at this.
     He pulled a piece of paper out of the folder.
     S:What is this?
     M:Just look at it-look throught the whole folder if you like-I'm going
to go get some ice.
     Scully sifted through the mess of official looking papers, not finding
anything  notable in the bunch.
     S:<spoken to herself>What does all this mean...to him...
     Mulder walks in.
     M:I got ice.
     S:Oh, thank God.  Who knows what would have become of us if you
hadn't...
     M:So, what do you think, do you belive me know?
     S:you know what I think-I think this doesn't make any sense to me.  Why,
what do you see in this?
     M:Okay, look.  This fax came from Salt Lake City.
     S:Yeah, that's where we are, so?
     M:Now take a look at this one...
     S:Billings, Montana, so, what's that mean?
     M:Now take a look at the signatures on them.
     S:Same person, what's your point-and please, get to it soon...
     M:They were both recieved, from different cities, from the same man, from
 the same time.
     S:Maybe his accountant or somebody faxed one, using his name...
     M:But what about the signature?
     S:Maybe he faxed it to his accountant, and his accountant faxed it from
there-what *I* want to know, is how does this all tie in with the virus?!
     M:This man, George Harmon is, who I think, the source of this virus.
     S:You mean, you think he has it?
     M:That, or, he has controll of it.
     S:Well, what does this have to do with Samantha??
      M: I think this man may be Sam's real father.
     S: What?!?! Mulder, you can't be serious
     M: No listen to me Scully, Why else would my father let THEM take her?
He was mad at my mom. Now this man, George Harmon, is trying to get his
revenge on my dad through me!
     S: Mulder, you're nuts! What does that have to do with the virus and
strange faxes?
    M:I'm not sure-but he's definatly out to get us...
    S: Why would he kill me? I'm just an innocent bystander in all of this.
    M:Don't you see Dana? You're not anymore. You are just a part of this as
I am!
    S: I think we should go to Montanna to check it out then-
    M:I'm shocked Scully,do you actually believe me for once?
    S: No, I'm just out to prove you wrong as soon as possible!
    M:Thanks for your support...
   
   Later, in Billings, Montana, in the rental car...
   
   M:You, know, I think I'm starting to like those airplane movies...
   S:So, what are your plans now?
   M:To find Mr.George Harmon.
   S:I thought he was back in Utah...
   M:No, I just got word he was spotted up here.
   S:From your resources, I suppose?
   M:Okay, now we just need to find this street here...
   S:What are you planning on doing if you actually catch this guy?  Ask him
where Samantha is?  Kill him?  What?
   M:Scully-you just don't know...
   S:What don't I know-If I'm in danger too, I better know what you know.
   M:No, I've been searching for Sam forever now--
   S:And I've been here almost every step of the way!  Don't think that I
don't know how hard it's been for you!
   M:Darn!  Was that the street!?
   S:No, that was Oak South....
   M:Oh, okay...thanks...
   S:No problem, that's what I'm here for...so?  What ARE you planning on
doing?  Why do you even think he would take Samantha?
   M:I told you before-oh, there it is!
   
    11013 West Side Street
  Mulder jumped out of the car and ran to the door. He started pounding
insesently. 
  M: Open up the door, Harmon! We know that you are in there! Come out- where
ever you are!
  The door slowly slid open, and Mulder found himself looking into the face
of....     
  Scully.
  He screamed and jumped back.
  S: relax, Mulder, I just came through the back door. He must have just left
  M:Why do you say that?
  S: Because the garage door is open, and there are tire marks on the
ground...and, not to be the perpetual antagonist, but we really don't have a
warrent or even a plausible reason to search this house.
  M:Your a little too late Scully...your already in the house, remember?
  S:Well, what do you think we should do?  Search the house, or try to find
Harmon?
  M:You decide...
  S:Me?  Well, there's no way of telling wher he went--
  M:--I agree, search the house.
  They start to search the house, for what they are unsure of, soon Mulder
has the answer.
 M:Hey Scully-here's your plausible reason...
 Scully runs down the stairs, to the laundry room and is almost surprised at
what she sees.  A femal body lies on the cement floor.
 S:Well, it's not Harmon...
 M:No, it's not.  We need to find out where Harmon went...
 S:But how?
 M:He has to have left a clue...
 Mulder and Scully go back to searching the house, noting everything they
see...
 S:Mulder?  What about this?  Maybe he--ohmyGod!(Harmon has walked in through
the back door)
 M:What is it Scu--Put down the gun Harmon!!
 H:Who are h*** you?!  Get out of my house!
 S:FBI agents, Mulder and Scully-put down the weapon Harmon.
 H:Why are you here?
 M:What do you know about the body in the basement?
 H:What body?  I don't have a basement!  I share this house with a renter-I
live on the main story, he lives on the bottem.
 M:Oh, that's convenient!  Where is this renter?
 H:He's on vacation-what's this about a body??
 S:Come on, we'll show you...
 They lead him down to the basement, keeping an eye on him the whole time.
 H:Oh my God!
 M:Are you saying you've never seen this woman before?
 H:I have-this, this is-was my girlfriend!
 S:If you would come to the police ofifce for questioning, it would be a big
help...
 H:Sure, anything, I want to find her killer!!
 Later, at the police office...
 Officer:Look Harmon, you'll have to come to the trial, when Luke
Philipps(renter)comes back, until then, we can't keep you in custody...
 M:But what if--
 Officer-I know, we can't keep him though...
 S:So, do you have this all taken care of?  I mean, can we go back "home"?
 Officer-Sure you can...
 
 Later, back at their office...
 M:We shouldn't have let him go so easily, Scully?
 S:Why?  There was no evidence-we did finger prints...
 M:Well, word is that he has escaped across the US border...and, how long
would you say that girl had been dead for?
 S:2, 3 days at the most...
 M:Well, good ol' Mr.Philipps came back-he had been gone for a month.
 S:Oh, I can't believe we didn't think of that!
 M:Oh well, perhaps it's better this way...
 S:Better?
 M:Yeah, if we had convicted Harmon, Skinner would have heard about it, and
the X-Files would be in danger...
 S:Well, the news will still travel...
 M:Yes, but there's no way to confirm that we had anything to do with any of
this...
 S:Unless somebody talks.
 M:Oh, Harmon?  I don't think he will, I think we won't be seeing him for a
LONG time...
 S:Why's that?
 M:Oh, I've got a hunch...
 S:Mulder-no more--
 M:I know, I know, I just don't think he'll come back, with the charges and
everything...
 S:Oh, I see...what did all of this have to do with the virus, and Samantha
though?
 M:Scully-sometimes I'm wrong...
 S:Sometimes.........................................
 
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