Disclaimer: <> The characters Fox Mulder, Walter Skinner, Cancer Man, Well Manicured Man, Dana Scully and a few other men are the property of Chris Carter, Fox and 1013 productions. All the characters who you have never heard of, actually you may never have heard of any of these characters, are of my own creation. This story is rated PG13 to R. There is a lot swearing and a ton of violence. I have to say that there are some sections in this story that are really dark and may be disturbing, but this is a really interesting story once you get past the first section. (Am I conceded or what?) I'd love feedback on this story. Author note: 1.)I've decided to try something different. A couple of years ago my friend and I got together and she was telling me about this dream she had. I thought it was a pretty cool idea so I decided to try and write it. Yeah! It's been awhile, what can I say. One can only write a story this long, a short time with out going blind. 2.)Most of the facts are false, but I decided to try and write it anyway. Certain things are true though. 3.)This story is set in the years 1997 to 2001. 4.)Also, 'shippers forgive me for I have sinned. I put Mulder with some one else, although this is a MSR, but I'm not sure how long it will take to get up to that point and I'm not sure how much I'll go into that since this story isn't about that. 5.)This takes place in an entirely different universe than our own and from the X-files main universe. You could almost say it was a 'Slider' Universe. 6.)I actually had to make a time line to do this story. There were too many facts. 7.)The Characters Mulder and Scully rarely appear in the first couple of sections. I was trying to get the brief family history down before I go into the story. 8.)A time line and fact sheet will be sent along with this. They must be read to understand this. 9.) Also, this was not originally an X-File. After I got into the story I decided that I wanted to change it to make it more interesting. It took a lot of work but I added them successfully. 10.) And I want everyone to know before you read it.......when Jessica helps Scully and then helps Mulder, I have know idea how she does it. I really don't go into that aspect, but if your curious let me know and I might right a sequel dealing with the Jessica aspect. THIS MUST BE READ TO UNDERSTAND STORY!!!!!! Family Ties: "The Men Of Conspiracy" ~~~~Fact Sheet~~~~ By Jenn "Justice" Nistor Jenn6092@aol.com ****CLASSIFED INFORMATION**** 10/10/97 Code Name: The MOCALD (Men Of Conspiracy, Agency of Last Defense) Organized Projects: OMMEGA project, Operation Stardust, Operation UF42, Operation Paperclip, ELF code project. Operation NSAT. Bureau Organized: Federal Bureau of Investigation, National Security Agency, OMMEGA, Independent, Presidential Cabinet MOTTO: Eliminate, Deny, Discriminate ****** Organization Founder and Keeper (With Term) : Carl Levinston Marital Status: Married Age: 55 Position: Secretary of Defense under president Thomas Gearing Acting Head: John Neller II Marital Status: Married; Wife Deceased Age: 66 Position: Director under Federal Bureau of Investigation Acting Counterparts: Son, John Neller III Cousin, Ned Roberts Granddaughter, Jessica Neller Description: height: 6'0 ft eye color: green hair: brown Known Aliases: John Nelson, Neil St. John, St. John Rellen Last Test Date: Unknown Acting Supervisor: Roland Frederick Marital Status: Single Age: 72 Position: Head Power under Agency OMMEGA Acting Counterparts: None Known Description: height: 6'0 eye color: blue hair: brown Known Aliases: Cancer Man, Fred Roller, Ray Hught, Joot Rolands Last Test Date: unknown Information: Known daughter Head Source Informant: James Dumaine Marital Status: Single Age: 74 Position: Head Power under Independent Agency Acting Counterparts: son: Walter Skinner Description: height: 6'2 eye color: blue hair color: unknown Known Aliases: Harvey James, Johnson Dupree, Duwie St. James, Well Manicured Man Last test Date: unknown Circle Man 1/ MOCALD Advisor: Ned Roberts Marital Status: Married, wife deceased Age: 66 Position: Acting Assistant Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation Acting Counterparts: cousin, John Neller II 2nd cousin, John Neller III 3rd cousin, Jessica Neller Description: Height: 5'8 ft eye color: brown hair color: black Known Aliases: Jacob Nedson, Robert Newman, Frank Roberts Circle Man 2/ MOCALD Informant: Adrian Portellii Marital Status: Married Age: 70 Position: Director Over National Security Agency Acting Counterpart: nephew, Alex Krycek Description: height: 5'9 eyes: brown hair: black Known Aliases: Third Man, Adrian II, Uno Padre Circle Man 3/ MOCALD coordinator: Keith Benidect Marital Status: Unknown Age: 57 Position: Disclosed Acting Counterparts: None Known Description: None Given Known Aliases: Shadow Man, Dark Knight, KB Circle Man 4/ MOCALD speaker: Greggorio Armodi Marital Status: Married Age: 61 Position: Chairman of Joint Chiefs of Staff Acting Counterparts: None known Description: Unknown Known Aliases: Greg Jones C-Man, AJ Brother of MOCALD I Management: William Mulder *Deceased* Known Counterparts: Son, Fox William Mulder Aliases: Bill Mulder, Fear Snatcher, Secret Keeper Information: Daughter disappeared out of bed. Sentenced to death after threat to speak. Death ordered by John Neller the II. Brother of MOCALD II: Cameron Blyth *Deceased* Known Counterparts: None Aliases: Deep Throat, Carter Cameron, Blyth Denon Information: Assassinated. Informative under the Nixon presidency. Secret informative of bureau secrets and policies. Punishment pending on actions. Death granted. Authorized by John Neller II. Worked under the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Brother of MOCALD III: Allen Harris Known Counterparts: none Aliases: Harry Allen, Captain Harris Information: Brother of MOCALD IV: John Neller III Known Counterparts: father, John Neller II Daughter, Jessica Neller 2nd Cousin, Ned Roberts Aliases: Denied, J3, Tracker Information: Disappeared. Informative of bureau politics. Punishment pending on actions. Abduction required. Procedure denied. Brother of MOCALD V: Gary Filmore *Deceased* Known Counterparts: None Aliases: X Information: Not official member of Circle. Independent Defense Network. Power higher, possible government spy and head man. Member of the SRSG Sister of MOCALD I: Name Unknown referred as Marie Position: Unknown Counterparts: Unknown Aliases: Nick named "The Reporter", Madam X Information: Secret informant not part of group, but knows the secrets. Believed to have worked with the same agency as X. SRSG (I just added her, she's never in the story) ***** Known Threats and Undisclosed information The X-Files: MOCALD doctored accounts of alien life. Accounts of highly classified secretive information on the paranormal. Records of abductions, hot spots and informants. X-File Division Head: Fox William Mulder: (Information Denied) ***** Bureau Mission Under the contract authorized by Federal Bureau Director, OMMEGA and the N.P.C., the MOCALD's mission is to set right, to hide, to eliminate, discriminate and generate the truth from citizens of the United States and the citizens of the world. To set fourth the greater cause and the more meaningful purpose and to do away with the betrayers of the world and to bring on a better raise of man from the depths of this worlds hell. Date set for colonization of the new species: January 01, 2000 Best known elimination's: The assassination of President John F. Kennedy. Kennedy's threat to expose the group caused alarm amongst the MOCALD. Secretary of Defense and Vice President authorized MOCALD to do away with all known threats. The elimination of Hoffa. Hoffa's movement with the Teamsters caused great disruption amongst the group, X-president Nixon authorizes all threats to be eliminate. *** >From MOCALD Manifest: July 28, 1948 "There is no longer one master race in our known galaxy and beyond. There are many races, some far more advanced than our own and many far more advanced than the other's we know of. Our mission is to make one perfect master race and to eliminate all others. The project will not be set for another three to four decades, but by the millennium we pray that it will be set......." Allen Green .............................................. Stay tuned for Part one "The Group" Let's see this is part of my Family Ties Story. This is just a time line with the dates that this story refers too. Family Ties: "The Men Of Conspiracy" ~~~Timeline~~~ By Jenn "Justice" Nistor Jenn6092@aol.com Time Line: 1932- April 18- 5:16 P.M. John Neller was born. June 6- 8:30 A.M. Ned Roberts was born 1947- July 2- UFO is reported to have been crashed over the desert of Roswell New Mexico. July 8- Military releases story that they are in possession of what seems to be a flying saucer. 1948- Date Not Known- President authorizes a top secret group to serve and protect the nation against the recent UFO crash. Men are selected from the few government agencies and the MOCALD is established. 1953- June 16- 10:30 A.M. Ned Roberts marries Emily Grady, daughter of AD Nelson Grady. John Neller marries June Terrance, daughter of S.I.O Drake Terrance. 1955- August 18- 3:15 A.M. John Neller and June have a son, John Neller the third. December 23- 11:17 P.M. Diane Frowler is born. 1956- July 18- 11:17 A.M. John Neller and Ned Roberts are recruited into the Federal Bureau of investigation under acting director J. Edgar Hoover. August 21- 9:18 A.M. John Neller is approached by three men, he agrees to sign the *Documents* and the deal has begun. He is now a member of the GROUP, Code name the MOCALD September 3- 3:18 P.M. Ned Roberts agrees to sign the papers making him another member of the GROUP. November 8,- The MOCALD is pronounced top secret and buried behind the walls of the Pentagon. Never to be heard from again. 1957 August 23- June Neller is killed in a fatal accident. Only witness John Neller the Third, two year old son. 1961- January 11- John Neller is pronounced Assistant Director of the FBI. August 30- Ned Robert's is made Assistant Director of the FBI. 1963- July- UFO sightings over small disclosed area in New Mexico. November 22- President John F. Kennedy is assassinated in motorcade, in Dallas Texas. 1973- January 16- John Neller the Third and Diane Frowel become man and wife October 10- 11:18 A.M. Jason Neller was born to Diane and John Neller the Third. 1974- September 12- 1:04 A.M.- Jessica Neller is born. 1:06 A.M. Twin sister Carrie Neller is pronounced dead. (Still Born) 1975- July 30- James R. Hoffa is reported to have been seen getting into a strange car and disappeared. 1976- September 18- John Neller the second is sworn in as Director of the FBI. 1977- February 10- 11:21 P.M. Diane Neller disappeared. Only witness is three year old daughter Jessica Neller. February 11- 1:13 A.M.. Jessica Neller is found wandering around the streets alone. 1978- March 11- John Neller the Third Joins the FBI. 1979- Exact Date Unknown- The MOCALD is officially classified as a TOP SECRET government operation. Authorized access to members only. Buried further behind the Pentagon walls. 1980- April 11- Jason Neller disappears from bed. No whiteness'. 1984- June 18- Jessica Neller meets her third cousin Ned Roberts. Her fascination with the FBI begins to form and her ambition to become the first female director of the FBI is set to date. 1985- April- John Neller the Third finds out what his father John Neller the second is involved in. Agrees to keep quiet to protect his only child from their grasp. 1987- Date Not Known- MOCALD is threatened by secretary of defense. 1988- Date Not Known- The MOCALD is reviewed and reclassified as a top secret organization that not even the president of the United States can access. The code name is lost and the GROUP is considered nonexistent. Only a few of the members still remain. 1989- Date Not Known- Group is threatened again. This time member's are killed. April- John Neller the third is sworn into the group. 1991- Date Not Known- Rumors that the members of the Neller family are still alive circulate Washington DC. John Neller the thirds presence becomes scarce and his position with the GROUP is questioned. 1995- June 17- President Thomas Gearing is sworn into office. Government officials agree to keep the information on the GROUP quiet. 1996- Date not Known- John Neller the Third sends an anonymous letter to the president stating the existence of the GROUP. 1997- March- Special Agent John Neller the third disappears with out a trace. May 18- After Jessica's revelation about her grandfathers involvement with the The MOCALD, she takes it upon herself to confront her grandfather and the battle begins. July 17- Jessica is recruited into the FBI under special circumstances. August 21- Jessica begs the president for more power to put the MOCALD out of commission for good. 1998: February 11- Jessica is made Assistant director of the FBI after speaking with the president on her families behalf. July 3- Jessica realizes that she does not have enough power to do anything with her grandfather as Acting director of the Federal Bureau of investigation. September 8- President authorizes TOP SECRET government files to be sent to Jessica under the condition that she tells him everything she can on the MOCALD. December 19- John Neller the second is asked to leave the station of Acting director of the FBI. The President Agrees to let Jessica take over the position. 1999- January 1 Jessica Neller is made acting director of the FBI. 2000- January- New millennium end Disclaimer: <> The characters Fox Mulder, Walter Skinner, Cancer Man, Well Manicured Man, Dana Scully and a few other men are the property of Chris Carter, Fox and 1013 productions. All the characters who you have never heard of, actually you may never have heard of any of these characters, are of my own creation. This story is rated PG13 to R. There is a lot swearing and a ton of violence. I have to say that there are some sections in this story that are really dark and may be disturbing, but this is a really interesting story once you get past the first section. (Am I conceded or what?) I'd love feedback on this story. Author note: 1.)I've decided to try something different. A couple of years ago my friend and I got together and she was telling me about this dream she had. I thought it was a pretty cool idea so I decided to try and write it. Yeah! It's been awhile, what can I say. One can only write a story this long, a short time with out going blind and I figured I needed to finish this before CC decided to mess everything up. 2.)Most of the facts are false, but I decided to try and write it anyway. Certain things are true though. 3.)This story is set in the years 1997 to 2001. 4.)Also, 'shippers forgive me for I have sinned. I put Mulder with some one else, although this is a MSR, but I'm not sure how long it will take to get up to that point and I'm not sure how much I'll go into that since this story isn't about that. 5.)This takes place in an entirely different universe than our own and from the X-files main universe. You could almost say it was a 'Slider' Universe. 6.)I actually had to make a time line to do this story. There were too many facts. 7.)The Characters Mulder and Scully rarely appear in the first couple of sections. I was trying to get the brief family history down before I go into the story. 8.)A time line and fact sheet will be sent along with this. They must be read to understand this. 9.) Also, this was not originally an X-File. After I got into the story I decided that I wanted to change it to make it more interesting. It took a lot of work but I added them successfully. 10.) And I want everyone to know before you read it.......when Jessica helps Scully and then helps Mulder, I have know idea how she does it. I really don't go into that aspect, but if your curious let me know and I might right a sequel dealing with the Jessica aspect. Summery- This story is impossible to summarize, considering that the characters are scarce for a few installments. There's a new government organization taking over and only one person has the power to stop them. ***************** "Even though you may be drawn by blood, the decision you make is yours. The power of life in which you stand Should not be judged by any others hand. -Deferral 'Thy Family' ***************** Family Ties: "The men Of Conspiracy" Part one: The Group By: Jenn Nistor Jenn6092@aol.com August 21, 1956 FBI Headquarters Washington DC 9:18 A.M John Neller paused briefly outside the directors door. He wasn't sure of whether or not he should go in. He could hear angry voices coming from behind the doors and that scared him. He hadn't been an agent for more than a month and he was already being called in to see John Edgar Hoover. He had heard rumors about the man everyone was scared of. He wasn't sure if he wanted to actually meet him in person. "Agent Neller?" A man in his early to mid-thirties asked, approaching from behind. John turned around and nodded. "Yes?" he could feel his palms begin to sweat. he wondered. The man smiled and extended his hand. "I have a proposition for you." he said softly. "If you'll just come with me, I'll be glad to tell you what it is." John didn't know what to do. The man seemed harmless enough. Deciding that it would not hurt to hear what he had to say, he followed the man down the hall to an interrogation room. He gasped. Men he had never seen before were sitting quietly around the table. Each man wore a dark, navy, tailored suit with matching gold chains around their necks. They seemed to have been discussing something, but were now silent. Each set of eyes was set on John. "Agent Neller." a man smoking a cigarette said. He smiled and stood up. "We are glad that you have decided to join us." "Join you?" John asked. He had never been so confused. Another man, slightly over weight, motioned for him to sit down. "Please sit." he said. His voice was harsh and scratchy. John nodded and sat down. "What did you want to see me about? I was supposed to have a meeting with Mr. Hoover and......." he was cut off by someone clearing their throat.. He turned his attention to a man in the far corner. The man was half hidden in the shadows and the only thing he could see was the mans eyes. "We know about your meeting with Agent Hoover." the man said smoothly. "That is why we have called you in here. You have been chosen to assist us in our work. It's a great honor John. Only a selective few have made it this far and most have been with the bureau a lot longer than you." "Sir, if I may." John stood up. "I don't know what this is, but if you'll excuse me, I have to be going." he was about to leave when two heavy set men stepped in his path way. He was trapped like a caged animal. "I suggest that you hear us out." the man smoking a cigarette whispered. "If not we may just have to eliminate you. No one ever turns us down." John made brief eye contact with the man before returning to his seat. "All right." he said. He prayed that they couldn't detect the fear in his voice. "What is this that you have to offer me?" "How well do you recall 1948?" the man in the shadows asked. "I don't know. What about it?" "Do you remember the stories about the Roswell crash?" another asked. John nodded but did not speak. He was suddenly aware of who's company he was in. They were the man who kept the secrets hidden. They were the men who believed in a cause greater than the American way. It was his chance to be one of them. "In 1948," the man continued. "A group was established to protect the country against such nonsense." he motioned to the men beside him. "We were established." "So your another agency with in this agency?" he asked. "Or do you work on the side?" The man smoking the cigarette chuckled. "We like to consider ourselves as this countries last true defense agency. We work under OMMEGA and the NSA. As well as the presidential cabinet. We protect." "What do you protect? The people of the United States of America? The truth? The government? What?" "We protect people like you who want to believe in something greater than the purpose." someone replied. "What purpose?" John pressed. He was beginning to find this group of men very interesting. Another man sitting closer to the door stood up. "This." he motioned around him. "This institution was formed to protect the citizens of the Untied States from chaos and corruption. We were formed to protect the citizens of the United States from themselves. Imagine what our world would be like if we let people believe what they wanted to believe. Everything under the constitution of the United States would be verified and proved to be false." "In other words your lying to the citizens and telling them what they want to believe." "Agent Neller you are way out of order!" John sighed and shut his mouth. he wondered. "So what do you want me to do?" he asked. The men smiled and began to shuffle through their briefcases. "We want you to work for us." one said. "If you do agree, we can promise you that you will one day be the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation." John considered it for a second. What did he really have to lose. He would be protected and one day be able to have jurisdiction over the people. Nodding, he accepted their offer. "I accept, but on one condition." "What's that?" the man smoking the cigarette asked. "My cousin Ned must be one of us too. He can be trusted, just as you have trusted me. You have my word and if it is ever broken you can have my death as well." "Very well. Ned Roberts will be spoken to in two weeks time." the men stood up. "Come with us." one of them instructed while the rest remained silent. John did as he was told and followed. If he had only known what he was getting himself into he might have stopped while he still had the chance. Power was all that mattered at the moment. He stood tall as he walked down the corridors with the men. It was his fate and his family. ************August 23, 1957 9:18 P.M. Neller Residence June sat silently across from her sleeping son. She prayed that he wouldn't turn out like his father. So much had gone wrong in the past month. She had just found out about her husbands true job and wasn't at all pleased with it. She knew that *they* would kill her if *they* ever found out that she knew. John III moaned softly in his sleep. June thought and pulled the blanket up tighter around her son. CRASH!!! June jumped and John III eyes flew open at the sound. "Mama." John whimpered and quickly crawled over to his mother. June pulled away and sat John on the bed. "Stay here sweety. Mama will be right back." she went over to the dresser and pulled out her husbands gun. she realized and fear suddenly clenched at her heart. "Mama!" John cried again, but June paid no attention. She made her way into the hall and stopped at the foot of the stairs. She could hear voices floating from somewhere in the darkness and she was almost sure she smelt the faint tinge of cigarette smoke. "She's upstairs." she heard someone whisper. June crept deeper and deeper into the shadows. They were almost up the stairs. She pushed herself against the balcony railing firmly and squatted. "Get the baby." another man whispered. "Then kill the woman." June shuttered. They were not going to touch her baby. With out thinking about what she was doing she stepped out of the shadows to face a man in his late twenties. He wore a smug grin on his face and a gun was held in his hand. She had never seen a man with such an evil look and prayed to God she would never have to again. "How nice of you to join me, June." he snarled and grabbed her arm. "Do you want to make this easy or hard?" June glanced at the bedroom. "Don't you dare touch my baby." The other man laughed. "We don't hurt children. Only snoops." he grabbed her hair and twisted her head to the side roughly. "Ready to go?" "Please., I don't know anything. Honestly. I don't." she tried to hide her tears, but they formed unwillingly. "Please." she begged. "Please just leave me alone." "Not a chance." the man smoking the cigarette kicked the balcony railing and with a sickening crack a few bars tumbled over the ledge. "Ready to go?" he pushed her to the side. June watched the ground with horror. She was so high. There would be no way to survive that kind of fall, especially with the stone floors they had. She could barley hear the sound of her son screaming in the background. She couldn't hear anything over the sound of her blood pounding in her ears. She felt a rough nudge then there as nothing. John the III stood quietly staring down at his mother crumpled on the ground below. Her head was twisted in an unnatural position and her eyes were staring out to the unknown. He didn't know what to do or where to go. He simply walked down the stares and curled up in his dead mother's arms. "Night mommy." he whispered and drifted off to sleep. ************ November 22, 1963 Dallas, Texas "You know what to do." Roland instructed his men. "This is to protect us. He threatens our existence and I will not stand for it!" Adrian, a short stocky Italian man, stepped forward. "So we have our cover?" he asked. "We have our cover?" Roland nodded and turned to John. "What's wrong? You look nervous?" he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and offered one to him. John shook his head and turned away. "I'm sorry, I just didn't think it would go this far. I mean, we should quit while we still can. We are just getting ourselves deeper and deeper into this. Isn't anyone here a bit nervous about exposure, anyway? What if our man speaks?" James Dumaine, a very well groomed man, stepped forward. He showed no fear or hesitation. His usual lack of concern scared the group, but now everyone seemed at ease. "He will be taken care of and then his man will be taken care of. There is no need t o worry. We are backed up." "I'm not worried." John mumbled. Roland laughed. "If this goes as planned. You may become one of our main men." he paused. "Not that the circle is bad, but wouldn't you like power?" John nodded. "I want to be director." he whispered. "Can you make me director?" Roland glanced at Adrian who looked to James and James nodded. "You will." he promised. "But until that times comes, you will be our link in the circle and when you get the power you crave, Adrian shall step down to the position of Circle status II and take your place as informant." Adrian's head shot up, but he did not argue. His power was limited. The Federal Bureau of Investigation's Director had more than he. "Yes, you shall take my place." he agreed. "When?" John asked. "When the time is right." Roland whispered and turned back to look at the crowd. "Are our men ready?" James nodded. "They were positioned before the people started to arrive. We are covered." The men stood silently on the hill, watching, waiting. No one spoke. No one moved. Their men in the barricade glanced up and solitude. Some were running by the car, others were standing near by; holding their guns closed to their chests. No one dared to speak, for any sound from them could cause trouble. Everything seemed to go quiet. Their decoy was ready......the first shot. No one knew exactly what was happening. People were still screaming and waving. The second shot. It didn't come from the decoy, it came from a hill on the other side. There was a scream and their men began to run around; jumping into action. John closed his eyes and listened. The third shot. He wasn't quite sure how many more followed, but he stood there, among his partners, waiting. People were screaming, running around. The men in the barricade rushed to the victims side, but it was it seemed to have been to late. A child in the crowd turned around to look at the four men. He was amazed at how they stood. Poised and controlled. They were dressed in black tailored suits and wore dark sunglasses. They stood their like statues, not moving, not breathing, watching. Only watching. The boy reached up to point the men out to his cousin, but his cousin was gone. Turning his attention back on the men, who stood on the grassy knoll, he watched. Another man was approaching. The men all looked familiar, but he had no memory of them. He paid no attention to the screaming people around him, he didn't see anything but the men. One of the men reached out and grasped the new mans hand and then the boy knew. He knew what he saw and who they were. Tears stung his eyes as he saw one of the men smile. It wasn't a nice smile, it was evil. 'It's to late.' he thought sadly. He turned back to the stopped motorcade and watched as the paramedics lifted the president out of his car and onto a stretcher. It was his fate. *************** Is this worth reading? I promise it gets better.......but I had to write these couple of sections because you all would have had no idea what I was talking about. Send al comment to me at Jenn6092@aol.com. Stay tuned for part 2 "Disappearances" Disclaimer: See part one or the fact sheet for disclaimers and long notes. This story may seem never ending, but I assure you, it will. T H E X - F I L E S Family Ties: "The Men Of Conspiracy" Part Two...."Disappearances" By: Jenn Nistor (Jenn6092@aol.com) ******* September 12, 1974 1:04 A.M. Bergen Mercy Hospital Diane didn't know what was happening. They had drugged her and numbed her, but she could have sworn she saw two children being born, but now only one rested in her arms. "Hello!" she called to a doctor passing my. "Did something happen?" she asked. "I could have sworn I delivered twins." The doctor glanced at his chart and nodded. "I don't understand why you weren't told." he mumbled. "I mean weren't you told that one of the two children was born dead." "No. I heard two babies crying." she protested. The doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry Mrs. Neller, but I'm afraid that she died sometime within the growth process. She was hardly weighed in at three pounds." he smiled and quickly went on his way. Diane stared down at the child she held in her arms. "Do you believe that Jessica?" she asked softly. Jessica gurgled. "I didn't think so. When daddy gets here with grandpa we'll make them give us your sister. I promise that we'll get Carrie." she gently kissed her daughter on the forehead. ************** Summer 1975 Harris Restaurant Detroit "Will he come?" Roland asked. John nodded and glanced at his watch. "He will be here soon." Adrian cleared his throat and watched as a car pulled into the parking lot. "It looks like he is here." A man in his late sixties stepped from his car and began to strode towards the limo in the parking lot. The three men inside could tell that he was nervous, but they weren't worried. They had no reason to worry. They were carrying out the presidents orders to the best of their ability. They didn't do pay offs, or bribes; they eliminated. Adrian rolled down his window. "Get in." he instructed the man." The man nodded and did as he was told. Once he was in the limo, he turned to face the three men. "Where's Mr. Dumaine?" he asked nervously. John exchanged a quick glance with Adrian before nodding to the limo driver. "Drive." he whispered and the driver drove leaving Mr. Hoffa's car in the parking lot for the world too see. ************** September 18, 1977 Location unknown 1121 P.M. Diane jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to face her father-in-law. "John, you scared me." she breathed and glanced down at her daughter who was sitting in the stroller. "What are you doing here." John flinched as two men got out of a limo parked at the curb. "I'm sorry Diane." he whispered. "But it has to be this way. My son may remember what happened to him and his mother when he was younger, your cousin and I can't have that. I'm very sorry. You are insurance." he grabbed her arm roughly. "What!" she cried. "John! Stop it! Your hurting me." Jessica opened her eyes and watched in horror as her mother wrestled a man. "Mommy!" she screamed. She managed to unbuckle the belt she wore around her waist, but it didn't do any good. She watched as the men pushed her mother towards the limo. "Jessica!" her mother screamed, trying as hard as she could to break free of the mans grasp. "Jessica, tell daddy!" she screamed. Jessica didn't know what to do. "Mommy!" she called again. This time she started to head towards her mother but a man stopped her. "No you don't." he said softly and gently picked her up. "Mommy will be all right." Diane finally gave in and let them drag her to the limo. She was shoved inside, then the door shut. She watched as the man gently placed Jessica back in her stroller and pushed her slowly to the cliff. she thought. she turned to John and he just smiled. "Jessica will be fine." he assured her. "It's you that your going to have to worry about. Jessica is not the one who will have to be kept quiet." Diane nodded, but did not speak. It was all beginning to fall into place. John was one of those men that she heard rumors about. "Jessica will find me someday." she whispered. "And when she does, you and your men will all be in the dog house." John laughed. "Believe what you like my dear." he laughed again. "Did my son tell you that he would soon be joining the FBI. I guess that we have to keep this business in the family." ************ April 11, 1980 Neller Home 3:38 A.M. Jason yawned. He was so tired. He had just gotten Jessica to go back into her room and now he couldn't sleep. He was beginning to think that his little sister wasn't the only one having nightmares. He closed his eyes. he thought. he shook his head. His door opened. "Jessica! Go back to bed." he didn't bother opening his eyes. He heard footsteps and then something nudge up against his bed. "Jessica! Go to your own room." he opened his eyes, but no one was there." "Jessica?" he called. He leaned over to examine the side of his bed. No one was there. "Jessica, this isn't funny. Come out here." he jumped up. After a few minutes of nothing he closed his eyes and settle back down in bed. He was just about to drift off to sleep when he felt strong arms lifting him out of bed. "Dad." he opened his eyes. It wasn't his father. He tried to scream but something was suffocating him. "Mhhhm" he began to kick and thrash around wildly, but the mans grip did not loosen. "Hold still." the man growled. "Or you'll end up like your mother." Jason suddenly stopped moving and held very still. His mother. They had brought up his mother. Jason had often wondered what happened to her. No one really seemed to know what went wrong, but something was really out there. "Good." the man whispered and carried him out to the car. "Here." he handed Jason to a taller man. "Take him, you know how much I hate kids." "What about the girl?" the other man asked as he looked down at Jason. The man shrugged. "I don't know. She's no threat. She doesn't remember a thing about her mother's abduction. I highly doubt that we'll be seeing her in the future. *********** Exact Date Unknown 1996 Oval Office White House Washington DC "Mr. President." Tara Watson, the presidents secretary called. She didn't want to disturb him, but the mail carrier had said that the letter was urgent and needed immediate attention. "Come in!" Thomas yelled. Tara straightened up her appearance and opened the door. "Sir, the mail carrier asked that I give this to you immediately. He said it was urgent and that it involved the FBI director." "Thank you." he accepted the letter and waited for her to leave before opening it. Mr. President, You do not know me, but you do know Agent Neller, Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I have stumbled upon a great conspiracy that surrounds this bureau as well as many other agencies nation wide. I, ashamed of my actions, have taken place in this cover-up and know what these men are capable of. They are a group, known as the MOCALD, who are responsible for some of our nations biggest cover-ups. Agent Neller, Director, has become one of the main Circle Men and many of our nations top men have also joined the ranks. I ask not that you believe me, for I understand that this letter may make no sense; but I do ask that you look into it before more innocent people die. You hold in your position, a group of files; classified with in the FBI system, under code names I have not been able to access. I warn you to *trust no one*, for some of your men are part of this organization. I warn you to take caution in your actions and freedom to your beliefs. Now that this letter is written, I fear for my life. I have betrayed my own people, and my father. My family lives in fear and my soul is damned. Enclosed is a disk containing vital information on this group. Do with it as you will, but I must warn you that once this disk has been looked at, you will neverbe able to go back. Only one will be able to access the files and when she comes, you will know. I ask that you place your trust in her as well as myself. The fate of your nation lies with in your actions and your power of authority. I ask you, I beg you, to bring these men to justice. When done so, you will be known as the president whom uncovered our worlds greatest mysteries and secrets and I will be known as the trader. I do not regret my actions in turning these men in, for once this letter is written I will die. Save this, but keep it locked up. No one, no one but *she*, should ever see this. This is only the beginning. No man should ever have to suffer the way I have. Once again I ask that you do what you will, but if you decide not to take action, you will be known as the man who let our world die. Who let freedom cease and who let our hopes fall to their graves. No man has authority over the truth. No man has the power to hide the truth from those who seek it. No one should have to hear only parts of the truth. Who is he to decide what the public should and should not know? No one and I repeat, no has power over the truth. Sincerely, **Denied** Thomas let out a low breath. He wasn't sure of what to make out of the letter. For all he knew it was some sick joke. He picked the envelope up off his desk and pulled out the disk. Deciding that he could do nothing at the moment, he pulled out his bottom drawer and flipped up a small switch and a secret compartment was exposed. Dropping the letter and disk into the compartment, he closed the drawer, locked it and stood up. He tucked the key safely in his back pocket. "Later." he whispered and left. *********** March, 1997 Hobby Airport Houston TX. Special Agent John Neller the III walked briskly down the runway to meet the man he was supposed to meet on the behalf of his father. "Agent Neller." the man asked appearing in the door way of the plane. John nodded. "Yes. Now what is all this I hear about my father being......" he was cut off when man grabbed his elbow and shoved him toward the plane. "Don't say a word." the man instructed, "Or you'll end up like your wife, daughter, and son." he pushed him towards the other man. "Agent Neller. This has nothing to do with your father." he whispered. "This has to do with you and your support in the group." he motioned for the other man to let John go. "So what do you plan to do to me?" John asked. "Kill you." the man replied and pulled out a gun. "This is your gun." he held it out. "You will shoot yourself in the head and sign this note." John stared down at the note. "No!" he yelled. "I will never do it. I never even wanted to be part of the dumb group. The MOCALD! What a name. You guys are all sicko's. " he pushed his way past the man and to the plane exit. "I wouldn't do that!" The man cried and pulled back the hammer. "What would you do?" John asked turning around. "If you were in my shoes?" he held up his hands. "I know that I have no where to go. I'm not afraid of you or your group. The truth is that you'll all die. You'll all fucking die!" "Maybe." the man whispered. "But at least I'll die knowing the truth." John shrugged, defeated. "So....., so you know the truth. The truth that you created. My father and the top circle men are the only ones who truly know the truth. They'll kill you once they are finished with your handiwork. Killing me will only bring you one more step closer to death." "Well, at least I'll be dying for the cause." he pulled the trigger and let the truth die. **************** Comments, suggestions, likes, dislikes, flames, anything at all dealing with this story should be sent to me at Jenn6092@aol.com. Stay tuned for part 3, "Jessica" From trevizo@utep.edu Thu Nov 07 04:07:34 1996 I mislabelled part 2 in the subject line as part 1 -- sorry about the mistake. Disclaimer: Let's insert the normal stuff here, and if you can't remember what that is; check the first section or the fact sheet. Family Ties: "The Men Of Conspiracy" Part Three "Jessica" By: Jenn Nistor (Jenn6092@aol.com) **************** April 16, 1997 Weaver, Maryland 10:15 A.M. Jessica stood silently outside her over grown brick mansion. It had only been a couple of weeks since her father's disappearance, but everything already seemed to be falling apart. The electric gate that once opened only by remote control, now stood gaping wide and sagging off the hinges. The brick pillars in the front of the mansion suddenly seemed to be cracked and chipped. Weeds grew bunches in rose garden and something had happened to the railing over looking the steep, ravine type cliff, the house occupied. It's once beautifully polished bronze railing was now streaked with some sort of stain. Maybe it was because she had always been so focused on her father, that she had not noticed the simple things around her. The cracks in the side walk, the stains on the railing; every little impurity seemed to jump out at her with a sudden force that sh e was not ready for. In it's time the house been beautiful. Dozens of hedges had lined the walls of the mansion, each one carefully groomed by the gardeners. Roses had always seemed to be in bloom, no matter what season it was, there was always a rose in bloom. She remembered how she and her brother used to play in the woods just beyond their property line. An old woman had lived back there in a small cabin and they used to pretend that she was a witch. So many things had changed since then. Her father had always taken pride in the property. He hired only the best gardeners and maids to care for the estate, but when he disappeared she had let them all go. Jessica was amazed at how quickly thing had turned around for her. The recent revelation about her father's involvement with a secret and evil government group had alarmed her. The man who had cared for her for over twenty years by himself, was suddenly a stranger to her. She had stumbled upon the information completely by accident. She shuttered remembering the night she found out. She had been in the library, trying to find information on the FBI, when a newspaper clipping suddenly slapped her across the face. It was dated back to 1957, only three years after her father's birth, and there on the page was a picture of her grandfather and her three year old father. Fascinated by the events of that years, she started to go through her father's files and disks, searching for any shard of evidence that her grandmother had been murdered. What she found was a contract locked in the bottom drawer of his desk and his diary. She was beginning to wish that she had never opened that diary. Everything she had ever been told was a lie; her brother's disappearance, her mothers disappearance, and the sister she never knew she had. Deciding that she wanted to remember what truly happened to her mother, she had gone to Dr. Hindmen and underwent deep hypnotic therapy. After the first session, the memories returned and a startling realization was made. Her grandfather had been one of the men amongst the people who had taken her mother. She remembered a man picking her up and carrying her to the edge of a cliff and setting her down. She didn't remember much in-between, but she remembered the next morning when her father had found he r wandering alone in the streets. Her father hadn't been with the Bureau then, but was recruited a few weeks later. Around the same time she had started to speak again. There was so much that she had just learned and now it was time to put it all right. "Your stuff is in the car, Jess." her friend Allison Grimes announced as she rounded the corner of the house. Jessica took one last look at the mansion and turned to face her friend. "Do you think that I'll be able to stop them?" she asked. "I'm scared that the people I'm going to seek help from won't believe me or will turn me down. My story is pretty long and complicated. It's sure to spark a few interesting responses." Allison laughed. "I believed you, didn't I Jess?" "Your the only one who ever gave me the time of day. Everyone else thought that I was responsible for my families series of so-called disappearances." she leaded Allison back to her car. "Will you lock up here when you leave, and-- make sure that you tape off the railing. I don't want some little kid to fall." "Sure....." Allison gave her a quick hug and watched her climb into the car. "Call me, Jess!" she yelled as the door slammed. She watched Jessica drive off then turned and made her way back to the store room where the Neller's had kept there tape. Grabbing a roll of red duct tape and a couple of orange flags, she quickly made her way to the split railing over looking the deep ravine. 'Damn kids." she mumbled and started to stretch the sticky thread across the wide gap. Just as she was finishing the job, she heard the sound of tires crunching against gravel then the distinct sound of two car doors slamming. Her first thought was that Jessica had changed her mind and came back, but the sound of heavy footsteps crunching over fallen leaves made her pause. As the sounds drew nearer, she ducked down and hid in the shadows. "Where is she?" Allison heard a low male voice ask through the darkness. "There." someone else called. Praying that they wouldn't find her, she closed her eyes and remained as still as possible. She could just make out the faint outlines of two men standing next to the bush she was hiding in. Before she knew what was happening, she felt strong arms lift her off the ground and then there was nothing. One of the men glanced down at the body laying in the ravine and shook his head. "She's the wrong one." The other man shrugged. "No one will know. Let's just finish the job and get out of here." grabbing a shovel from the ground, he started to make his way down the side of the ravine to where the body of Allison lay. *** Jessica felt a sharp pain in her chest as she turned onto the interstate. Something was wrong. It seemed that every time something bad happened she'd feel it deep with in her. Her father had called it a sixth sense, but never offered anymore information than that. She had always wondered why. Many times when she was younger, she would sit in a dark corner, concentrating as hard as her dense mind would let her. She remembered feeling a presence with her, but each time she would open her eyes the feeling would vanish and she would be alone once again. "Don't think about that now!!!" her mind screamed. "Get past it and get on!" she focused on the road and continued. It was truly only the beginning of her long drive a head. *************** April 18, 1997 J. Edgar Hoover Building Washington DC 11:30 A.M. "Mulder have you seen today's headline?" Scully asked throwing the newspaper down on her partner's desk. Mulder glanced up and nodded. "Yeah, so what. Another Neller family member disappeared. he wasn't the first. There was supposedly Carrie Neller, then Diane Neller, then Jason Neller, what does it matter?" Scully laughed. "Mulder, John Neller is the director. You don't actually think that he's going to take this lightly. I'm surprised that you haven't looked into this." "Scully, I don't really care about John Neller. He is an asshole who doesn't deserve the right too......" "Agent Mulder." Assistant director Ned Robert's said poking his head in the doorway. "Yes sir?" Mulder asked. He suddenly wished that he had kept his big mouth shut. "I need those papers by the end of the day. You and agent Scully have been slacking off way too much and it's beginning to bother Walter and myself." Scully held up a few papers. "We're almost finished sir. When we're done we'll bring them to you." Ned looked like her was about to protest, but he shut his mouth and nodded. "You do that Agent Scully." he quickly turned and left. "He's such an asshole!" Mulder mumbled. "I can't believe he's the AD. The only reason he got that position was because of his cousin." "Maybe, Mulder, but he was right. We have been slacking of lately. There just aren't as many X-files as their used to be and it seems like we're giving up." "I'm not giving up." Mulder said defensively. "I just can't stand the paper work. There's so much if it! Damn it! Scully wasn't this your job?" "Mulder, if you want me to do my job then I think that you'd be out of one." she flipped on her computer. "Scully forget it." he threw down his pencil and stood up. "I need to get some air." he pushed open the door and started to walk out when he ran smack into a woman walking from the opposite direction. "Excuse me." he mumbled and started to walk away. "Are you Fox Mulder?" she asked. He stopped and turned to face her. "Yes I am. Can I help you?" He made note that the woman wasn't much older than twenty-four of twenty-five; quite possibly younger. She had long black hair tied back into a pony tail and her eyes were almost as blue as Scully's, if not bluer. The woman nodded. "Yes, I have a case that I want you and Agent Scully to look into.....I can't explain or even tell you my name, but it's important. Many lives depend on your help and my secrecy." Mulder shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't help with out a case assigned by the AD or director." "I'm not asking you too work officially. I need you to work unofficially." "Listen." Mulder ushered her into his office. "I don't know who you are, but I can't....." he stopped when he saw the look on Scully's face. "What?" he asked. "Your Jessica Neller!" Scully cried. Mulder shook his head. "How do you do that?" he asked. "You can practically name every person you see." The woman nodded and smiled. "I can see that your memory serves you well. In this case I wish that you had not remembered me." "You two know each other?" Mulder asked. Jessica shook her head. "No, but I gave a speech at one of these seminars and she was there." "Sorry to hear about your father.....I know how much you probably miss him." Scully turned away from her computer and focused on Jessica. "Is there anything we can do to help?" She nodded. "As a matter of fact I need your help in bringing these men who took my father to justice. My dad's not dead. I know he isn't and I believe that you two are the only people who can do this." Mulder sat silently, perched on the edge of his desk, waiting for Jessica to explain why she was there. It really wasn't that he was impatient, it was more the fact that he wanted to get away from Scully. As far away as possible. Sensing the tension echoing off the rooms walls, Jessica began. "You both know my grandfather?" They nodded. "How could we not. He's one of the most famous directors in history." Jessica smiled remembering how much she used to respect her grandfather. They had been so close, but now it had been close to three years since they had last spoken and she was not looking forward to seeing him again. "Not yet." she whispered, watching the two agents faces change. "When I get through with him, he'll be the most famous director in history." "I'm afraid I don't understand." Scully said looking to Mulder for clarification. He didn't seem to understand either. "I think you will, but first you have to promise me that you will help me. I cannot give you any more information until you agree." Mulder glanced over to Scully and she nodded. "All right, you have our word." he promised. Jessica smiled again. She didn't have the normal happy-go-lucky type of smile. Her smile was more mysterious and it almost looked like it pained her to smile. There was so much pain behind her eyes. Too much for a woman of her age. "This is really hard to explain. but you have to try and understand. You both know about the great numbers of disappearances in my family." "Someone really has a grudge against your family." Mulder commented. "And yours." Jessica returned, but supplied no further information on the subject. Instead she pulled out a stack of files. "I'm afraid that I stumbled across something I shouldn't have and I need your connections to help me see the president. My grandfather is dirty." Mulder laughed. "My connections end in congress and even then I doubt I could get that far." "But don't they have connections?" she asked.. He nodded, "Yeah, but I highly doubt that I can....." Jessica held up her hand. "Try......." she placed the files on his desk. "Read through these and we'll be in touch." with a quick wave she disappeared out the door. "What do you think?" Scully asked after a few minutes of absolute and total silence. "Do you want to look into this or report her to her grandfather?" Mulder shrugged. "I'm not exactly sure what she wants us to do. She didn't say anything about the case she wants us to look at. All she did was hand us some files and ask me to get her in to see the president, whom I'm not sure really wants to speak wi th the FBI." "I don't understand why she doesn't go to her grandfather if she knows something about all of the disappearances, I don't know what we can do that he can't." "Here." Mulder handed her a file. "Check these out, maybe they will explain what the hell she wants us to do." Scully accepted and flipped it open. "It looks like these are just the case files on her family. I guess she want's us to find out what happened to them." "You read through them and I'll catch you later......" Mulder jumped up and grabbed his coat and before she could protest he was gone. *************** April 19, 1997 3:16 A.M. Location Unknown "Are you sure that they have all been eliminated?" James asked. "I would hate to see that you still have another member of that nosy family of yours on our trail." John nodded and turned his attention back on his associates. "Yes, Jessica is no threat. You do not need to worry about her." "Then why was she seen entering the FBI building this morning?" Adrian asked. "We have several eyes whiteness who state that your granddaughter was seen conversing with our late associates son and his partners. Does that look good John?" John shook his head. "Agent Mulder is no threat either. He wouldn't know the truth if it fell from the sky and landed on his head, and as for why Jessica was there speaking with him." he shrugged. "Maybe she wanted to learn more about......." Roland sat up from the shadows, exhaling a think cloud of smoke. "John is right." he whispered. "Agent Mulder is no threat to you. He's already been taken care of. Agent Scully is no threat either. As for Jessica." he glanced at his partner. "I'm sure that John will have her taken care of." "Why is it my family that must always be taken care of?" John cried. "I'm sick of eliminating my family." "Our families are no threat." James replied. "Most, if not all, work for us so it's really no big loss too us." he paused. "Yours has this stubborn streak to it........It's almost like they are human." "Fine, I'll have her taken care of." John mumbled and left the office. Roland turned to his other associate. "Adrian see that he does have her taken care of. We wouldn't want any more exposure, now would we?" Adrian shook his head. "No, I'll see too it." and with that he left. ***************** Comments, death threats, compliments, anything-----e-mail me at Jenn6092@aol.com Stay tuned for part four "The Tie That Binds"