The Crop Circle Syndrome

Part Seven: Facing the Music

A dingy green pick up truck pulled up in front of the building which was known to all MIB agents as MIB Headquarters. Luckily only two of the truck's occupants knew about what truly lied inside the plain building, just behind the elevator doors.

"Thanks for the ride," Di waved good-bye to the farmer and his niece and nephew.

"Aw it was the least I could do after you and that partner of yours went and helped us out back at the farm." Ross answered from the driver's seat.

"Just doing our job sir." Di smiled.

"Bye space alien warriors!" Zack called, "Don't forget the spaceship in our field!"

"That should be taken care of by the time you get back." Chase chuckled.

Hannah stuck her head out the window and smiled, "That was real cool the way you kicked those aliens' butts."

Di and Chase laughed, it was nice to get a compliment, especially since they were about to spend the rest of the day explaining to the chief why the MIB was short a vehicle now.

"Say," Ross leaned forward over the steering wheel, "you two really aren't from the F.B.I. are ya?"

"No sir," Di replied as she and her partner took out their Ray-Bans.

"Consider us mere hallucinations that you and your family have suffered from a hot day of working out in the field." Chase finished, holding up his neuralyzer. "Luckily, you decided to go for a ride and maybe take the kids here out for ice cream."

FLASH!!!

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After the truck had pulled away, heading in the direction of the nearest ice cream parlor, Chase and Di turned and headed into the building.

"There you two are," their boss greeted them sternly as they entered his office and took seats, "mind telling me why you had to hitch a ride with a farmer?"

"We--uh--had a little accident with our vehicle Sir," Di explained, "it exploded."

"I see." the chief was being unusually calm about this. "Well, as long as you two are alright."

"Really?" Chase gasped.

"As long as you two are ALRIGHT…" the chief continued, "…you can manage a week's worth of daycare duty and give Agent W downstairs a break."

"Ooohhh…" the agents groaned, getting up from their seats.

"You park in the WORST POSSIBLE PLACES!" Di scolded Chase as they headed out.

"ME?!" Chase scowled, "You're the one who couldn't get a move on so those aliens wouldn't fire at the vehicle!"

"Don't try to blame this on me!" Di continued, "I wasn't the one who got caught!"

"And I didn't ask you to come after me!"

"Well I wish I hadn't!"

"So do I!"

Agent W entered the office smiling, "I guess this means I get a week off?"

The chief nodded, "What's this?"

W handed him the folder with paperwork faxed in from the containment crew.

"Looks like a pretty open and shut case," he remarked, "the criminals are incarcerated, the soil's minerals have been replenished, and the trouble making agents will be completing these forms and tending to alien youngsters for the next week."

"Yep," Agent W laughed and closed the folder as Zed handed it back to her after signing the documents, "and so ends The Crop Circle Syndrome."

~*The End*~

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*Yay! I'm finally done with this fiction! Just in time to make a comic book out of it. Please review and let me know what you think. I've got sketches to finish right now, so I'll see ya next fic! ^_~*