"What's with the adults?" asked Ronnie.
"FBI. Now if you coming hop in the back."
"Why is the FBI riding with us?" Megan asked as she placed her things in
the van.
"They are doing some investigation up at the camp; not sure what kind.
I was asked to pick them up and that's what I did."
"Cool the FBI." Miguel stated as he leaned over the seat to meet them. "Hey,"
"Hey there, I'm Special Agent Doggett and this is special agents Scully
and Mulder." Miguel shook all their hands.
"What's yalls business here at camp?"
"An investigation of the campsite. To me, it's a boring assignment."
Doggett responded.
"Hey Miguel, I'm special agent Reyes." She extended her hand but he ignored
her.
"Is your job always boring?"
"No, we do fun stuff too but this is not one of them."
"Yeah, kid that sums this trip up for me too." Mulder added. They road and
road and just for a change they road some more. It was past five now, the sun low
in the sky. It looked as if they were going to drive right into it. Only a few more
hours of light left. They had better get to camp before dark. Bono felt a little
queasy and looked drained.
"Are you alright?" asked Janny when she looked over at him.
"Yeah, there's nothing to be worried about. I fine. We should be there soon."
"Great." She said as she leaned her back against the armrest and stared out
the window watching the side of the highway. She yawned and shut her eyes. Next
thing that happened shocked all of them. Bono leaned forward and fell on the horn,
which had woken Krycek from his nap; he sat up, shook his head and rubbed his face
with both hands. He saw nothing but headlights coming straight for them. He suddenly
jumped up and jammed his foot against the brake swerving the van to the right out
of the way. Skidding it towards the side of the road so sharply that everyone in
the van was thrown wildly. He jerked the van to a halt over on the weedy shoulder
of the highway. It was a moment before any one would say anything at all.
Finally after shaking off the fear Janny asked, "What the hell was that for?"
"Boy, I guess you really had to go to the bathroom bad, huh Krycek?" joked
Doggett who was still half-asleep. Everyone in the van laughed at the joke.
"What?" asked Krycek still trying to get the memory of the lights out of
his head. "No, I just saved out lives. I think the driver's," he placed his hand
on the Bono and then turned towards the back seats where the agents were sitting.
"He's dead." Silence fell over the van once more. Krycek banded the door open,
hitting it hard with his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Doggett demanded. However, Krycek did not look back
at him.
"Hey," Janny called out. Krycek just pointed with his head. Doggett got the
idea that Krycek wanted to see him outside the van. He opened the door to follow.
The road was now deserted: no cars, no houses, not even any people. The air was
getting sticky as the night began to come.
"What was that all about?" Doggett started as he went around to where
Krycek was.
"What? The man's dead. I heard the horn and saw lights that I thought
were coming towards us but now they are just…."
"Disappeared?" Doggett said in disbelieve.
"Yeah, something like that. Do you see them now?" Doggett looked down
both sides of the road. "Well, no I don't." Krycek dragged the body over to
the side of the road near front of the van and dropped it. Then he opened the
door to the driver's side.
"What are you doing? We can't just leave him here?"
Closing the door somewhat Krycek turned towards Doggett.
"We have to leave him here because it would look bad if we, FBI
agents had a dead body
in the van if we get pulled over." He pointed to the green sign that said
Crystal Springs
25 miles. Doggett shook his head.
"I don't understand, help me out."
"We have to be check out before we enter the camp. What if they saw
the dead man, then
what? We would all be charged with murder."
"You got a point." Krycek opened the door and climbed in. "Is everyone
alright?" he asked.
"Yeah," everyone said back. Krycek had one hand out the window to keep
his cigarette
smoke away from Scully, who kept complaining about it. Krycek drove fifteen miles
and never saw
another sign. On the side of the road, not very visible in the dark was a beaten,
old sign said
Camp this way. It was pointing to a dirt road in the middle of the woods.
"I think we are close to the campgrounds now." Krycek called in his loud
voice to
wake everyone up.
"Great." Skinner replied. Through the open window Reyes could smell that
clean pine
smell that they always tried to imitate when they made bathroom disinfectants.
It was the
cleanest smell she knew. All of the occupants of the van were now starting to
wake up when
Krycek slammed on the breaks again.
"Noooo." Came screams in the back. Then van slid in some wet mud and
hit a tree.
The engine just died.
"Great now what?" questioned Megan. Doggett and Krycek got out of the
van to see how much damage was done. Krycek kicked the tire of the van.
"Look at this Doggett how am I, we going to fix this out in the middle of nowhere."
Doggett did not know what to say the damage was really massive. Smoke came from
thehood of the van. Krycek looked down the road. There was a clearing in the woods.
It looked like some short of field. On the other side were just the woods. I think
we better split up and find some help. He said to himself. Krycek looked over at
Doggett. "You take agents Scully, Mulder, Reyes and three of the teenagers that way,"
he points to his left towards some woods, "for help. I'll take AD Skinner, Agent
Fowley, Ms. Monroe and the other three this way." He points to his right to an open
field. We will cover more ground that way. We'll meet back at the van in a few hours."
Doggett just had to take it on blind faith that Krycek was doing the right decision
by separating them into two groups.
"Yeah," was the only word that Doggett thought of at that moment. Krycek
and Doggett got back to the van and explained what was happening.
"This is stupid Agent Doggett, we would be better off if we just stayed
here and camped without anyone knowing." Whined, some teenager in the back of the
van.
"FBI. Now if you coming hop in the back."
"Why is the FBI riding with us?" Megan asked as she placed her things in
the van.
"They are doing some investigation up at the camp; not sure what kind.
I was asked to pick them up and that's what I did."
"Cool the FBI." Miguel stated as he leaned over the seat to meet them. "Hey,"
"Hey there, I'm Special Agent Doggett and this is special agents Scully
and Mulder." Miguel shook all their hands.
"What's yalls business here at camp?"
"An investigation of the campsite. To me, it's a boring assignment."
Doggett responded.
"Hey Miguel, I'm special agent Reyes." She extended her hand but he ignored
her.
"Is your job always boring?"
"No, we do fun stuff too but this is not one of them."
"Yeah, kid that sums this trip up for me too." Mulder added. They road and
road and just for a change they road some more. It was past five now, the sun low
in the sky. It looked as if they were going to drive right into it. Only a few more
hours of light left. They had better get to camp before dark. Bono felt a little
queasy and looked drained.
"Are you alright?" asked Janny when she looked over at him.
"Yeah, there's nothing to be worried about. I fine. We should be there soon."
"Great." She said as she leaned her back against the armrest and stared out
the window watching the side of the highway. She yawned and shut her eyes. Next
thing that happened shocked all of them. Bono leaned forward and fell on the horn,
which had woken Krycek from his nap; he sat up, shook his head and rubbed his face
with both hands. He saw nothing but headlights coming straight for them. He suddenly
jumped up and jammed his foot against the brake swerving the van to the right out
of the way. Skidding it towards the side of the road so sharply that everyone in
the van was thrown wildly. He jerked the van to a halt over on the weedy shoulder
of the highway. It was a moment before any one would say anything at all.
Finally after shaking off the fear Janny asked, "What the hell was that for?"
"Boy, I guess you really had to go to the bathroom bad, huh Krycek?" joked
Doggett who was still half-asleep. Everyone in the van laughed at the joke.
"What?" asked Krycek still trying to get the memory of the lights out of
his head. "No, I just saved out lives. I think the driver's," he placed his hand
on the Bono and then turned towards the back seats where the agents were sitting.
"He's dead." Silence fell over the van once more. Krycek banded the door open,
hitting it hard with his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Doggett demanded. However, Krycek did not look back
at him.
"Hey," Janny called out. Krycek just pointed with his head. Doggett got the
idea that Krycek wanted to see him outside the van. He opened the door to follow.
The road was now deserted: no cars, no houses, not even any people. The air was
getting sticky as the night began to come.
"What was that all about?" Doggett started as he went around to where
Krycek was.
"What? The man's dead. I heard the horn and saw lights that I thought
were coming towards us but now they are just…."
"Disappeared?" Doggett said in disbelieve.
"Yeah, something like that. Do you see them now?" Doggett looked down
both sides of the road. "Well, no I don't." Krycek dragged the body over to
the side of the road near front of the van and dropped it. Then he opened the
door to the driver's side.
"What are you doing? We can't just leave him here?"
Closing the door somewhat Krycek turned towards Doggett.
"We have to leave him here because it would look bad if we, FBI
agents had a dead body
in the van if we get pulled over." He pointed to the green sign that said
Crystal Springs
25 miles. Doggett shook his head.
"I don't understand, help me out."
"We have to be check out before we enter the camp. What if they saw
the dead man, then
what? We would all be charged with murder."
"You got a point." Krycek opened the door and climbed in. "Is everyone
alright?" he asked.
"Yeah," everyone said back. Krycek had one hand out the window to keep
his cigarette
smoke away from Scully, who kept complaining about it. Krycek drove fifteen miles
and never saw
another sign. On the side of the road, not very visible in the dark was a beaten,
old sign said
Camp this way. It was pointing to a dirt road in the middle of the woods.
"I think we are close to the campgrounds now." Krycek called in his loud
voice to
wake everyone up.
"Great." Skinner replied. Through the open window Reyes could smell that
clean pine
smell that they always tried to imitate when they made bathroom disinfectants.
It was the
cleanest smell she knew. All of the occupants of the van were now starting to
wake up when
Krycek slammed on the breaks again.
"Noooo." Came screams in the back. Then van slid in some wet mud and
hit a tree.
The engine just died.
"Great now what?" questioned Megan. Doggett and Krycek got out of the
van to see how much damage was done. Krycek kicked the tire of the van.
"Look at this Doggett how am I, we going to fix this out in the middle of nowhere."
Doggett did not know what to say the damage was really massive. Smoke came from
thehood of the van. Krycek looked down the road. There was a clearing in the woods.
It looked like some short of field. On the other side were just the woods. I think
we better split up and find some help. He said to himself. Krycek looked over at
Doggett. "You take agents Scully, Mulder, Reyes and three of the teenagers that way,"
he points to his left towards some woods, "for help. I'll take AD Skinner, Agent
Fowley, Ms. Monroe and the other three this way." He points to his right to an open
field. We will cover more ground that way. We'll meet back at the van in a few hours."
Doggett just had to take it on blind faith that Krycek was doing the right decision
by separating them into two groups.
"Yeah," was the only word that Doggett thought of at that moment. Krycek
and Doggett got back to the van and explained what was happening.
"This is stupid Agent Doggett, we would be better off if we just stayed
here and camped without anyone knowing." Whined, some teenager in the back of the
van.