Quick Author's Notes:
This is my first X-Files fanfic! YAY! Before I start, I have to explain why this comes off as SO weird—as in weirder than X-Files, weird.
I had a dream the other night, it seemed really cool!..at the time...but it didn't really make sense. So, I took the scenes that I remembered, mashed them with some stuff that I made up, answered a few questions, and viola! Here she is!
"Every Problem", an X-Files fanfic by Meg Trast. Purely fan made, non-profit. No copyright infringement intended.
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I rushed to the injured FBI agent, who was leaning against a wall, listening to the fading shouts of the flustered bellhop.
A piece of glass sat atop his chest, but it hadn't punctured the skin—thank GOODNESS. My mother climbed out of the pool, looking confused. She mumbled something incoherent.
"Yeah, I know." I said.
"But why didn't he--"
"I don't know, mom!" I shook the man. "John, you okay?"
He groaned, but seemed perfectly fine. "Yeah...jus' a little disoriented." He had a big red spot on his head, that looked like it was going to leave a bump, but nothing more.
I glanced at Mum. She was staring at the downed agent.
"I don't understand how he could fall in the same place, but not..." her voice trailed off.
"I have no clue." I told her. "But I think this is something bigger than we thought before."
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I apologize for the short chapter, just a quick introduction! READ AND REVIEW! Love to all ;)
-Meg