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Would have been up sooner, but the power went out, and it got deleted... My fault for writing during a storm.
Chapter 11...
While all of this craziness was going on, Scully had caught Spender (thinking he was Superman) going up to the roof to "fly" off and save the world. Scully managed to convince him that she was not evil, and Spender eventually agreed to come down about an hour later, once the counselor's effect had worn off of him. Spender and Scully ran into Skinner as he was leaving the counselor's office, looking very angry. He told them to leave the school, that the counselor was being investigated, along with Mr. Creaux. The effects had worn off of our protagonists, most horrified at what they had been told they had been doing. Doggett was too terrified to talk to Reyes now, so he was avoiding her at all costs. Mulder went to his locker to find the abduction files missing. He punched the locker next to his in frustration. "Someone must have stole them."
"Who would?" asked Renee.
"Dunno."
"The government, man," answered Langly coming up behind the two. "They take all the good stuff."
"Speaking of deceit," Renee said, "Creaux isn't a real teacher. There's not record of a William Creaux in this state, or any other, that's his age, the only one died in 1989."
"How'd you find that out?" Langly asked.
Renee just smiled, "I have my sources."
"Wonder if people still think I'm crazy now with our hypnotizing counselor and whatnot," Mulder pondered.
"You'll always be crazy to us," Renee replied cheerfully.
"You have the files?"
Krycek carelessly tossed the files onto Creaux's desk. "Aren't you worried about Skinner?"
"I can handle Skinner. I technically am his boss, but let's not get into all that."
Krycek raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He thought for a moment. "What if Mulder or one of the others finds out about you? And that you hired me to keep them off your track?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, if we even do," replied Creaux, lighting up another cigarette.
Mulder paced around Monica's house trying to figure out who would have taken the files. This was infuriating. "I think he may pace a track into the floor," Frohike muttered.
Spender asked, "Should we stop him?"
"Nah, he's in deep concentration," Renee said.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Scully asked.
"He gets anal when people interrupt him from things involving – "
"I do not get anal!" snapped Mulder.
"Example A," murmured Byers.
"Hush, you," Mulder said. It never crossed his mind to suspect Krycek. Creaux was a definite possibility though. That settled it. Fox Mulder was going to get some damn answers.
Sorry so short dears, the next shall be longer.
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