TITLE: "Firstborn." (Chapter 12/?)
AUTHOR: Ellie Dee
EMAIL: Ellie_Dee@hotmail.com
CATEGORY: X-Files/Buffy the Vampire Slayer X-over.
RATING: PG13-R
SUMMARY: A pair of murders and a kidnapping in Sunnydale
strikes close to home with Agent Scully and the Scooby
Gang. Can they work together to solve the case before a
young girl dies?
SPOILERS: Consider anything up to and including Season 3
on BtVS or Season 6 on the X-Files as fair game.
DISCLAIMER: Any characters you've heard mentioned on TV
were created and owned by Joss Whedon, Chris Carter, Fox,
WB AND UPN. They just decided to come visit and play with
the beings inhabiting my rather warped mind.
ARCHIVE: Anywhere, just please let me know where it goes
and try to keep my name and Email on it.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE!!!!! This is my drug of choice and I
really need a fix.
"Firstborn." (cont.)
By: Ellie Dee
Chapter 12.
Motel 6.
Sunnydale, California.
2348Hrs.
Her hands shaking, Scully unlocked the door to her hotel room. Mulder
followed her in and as he closed the door Scully seemed to shrink. Standing
there in the surgical scrubs she had been loaned at the hospital, she
appeared so small, almost like a child.
"So he has a chance?" her partner asked.
"He's young and strong, if he survives the next 24 hours.... I don't know
Mulder," said Scully letting out a deep shuddering sigh. "I just don't
know. We lost him twice in the bus and we had to shock him both times."
After a moment she went on, "But he was breathing and had a pulse when we
got to the hospital. As soon as we arrived we took him straight up to
surgery and worked on him for hours. He might make it."
Kicking off her shoes Scully sat down on the bed. Resting her arms on her
knees she bowed her head. Walking over to her, Mulder sat down next to his
partner. Putting his arm across her shoulders, he said, "Come on Scully,
talk to me."
"I felt so useless Mulder, those paramedics didn't need me," she said
shaking her head. "They knew what procedures to use before I even told them.
All I did was sit there and act like I was in charge. I haven't felt that
useless since I almost quit medical school."
"You what?"
Letting out a long sigh she explained, "I never told anyone this Mulder, but
I almost quit. I...I just couldn't take seeing people in pain. It started
while I was doing my rotations through the various departments at the
hospital."
"What happened?"
"Well, I was doing fine until I started in the ER. Right from the start I
was having trouble. I don't know, seeing people seriously injured
everyday, it just kept getting to me."
After several seconds Scully continued, "Mulder, have you ever tried to
assist a doctor in delivering a baby that's four weeks premature AND
breach? Not to mention that besides being 14 years old, the mother was a
drug user."
Frowning, Mulder replied, "No, I can't say I have."
With a tired expression Scully looked up at her partner.
"Well neither have I. Half way through the procedure I passed out."
"What?" Mulder asked in disbelief.
Somewhat ruefully, Scully replied, "I passed out, right there in the middle
of the exam room. I found out later that the doctor I was assisting actually
stood over me till he had one of the nurses drag me over to the
side of the room."
Hearing this, Mulder had a strong desire to start laughing. At least until
Scully gave him "The Look."
After a momentary pause, Scully went on, "Then, about a week later, things
just got worse. There had been a major accident on the Beltway. I don't even
know how many cars were involved. But there were so many critical injuries
that every Life Flight for fifty miles around was being used."
"Our ER was already pretty full, but we were the closest and we did have one
of the best trauma teams in the area. So we ended up with a majority of the
cases."
"After three hours I was ready to drop. I was about to take a break when a
doctor grabbed me to assist him." Taking a deep breath, Scully slowly let
it out before she continued. "One of the vehicles involved was a school bus
that had been run over by a semi. The damage had been so bad that the para-
medics had only just gotten to the children."
Tears began to roll down Scully's face as the knuckles on her fists whitened.
"Mulder, I had to hold down an eight year old boy while the doctor amputated
his left leg above the knee." She said, her voice shaking , "As soon as we
were done I threw up all over the floor."
"I was going to resign right then and there, but my advisor talked me out of
it. He said I had talent and recommended that I go into a field where I
wouldn't deal with patients on a day to day basis."
"He thought I should go into Genetic Engineering or some other type of
research. But I'd been reading up on my next area, which was Forensics. And
you know what? It worked. As long as I didn't have to deal with live patients
I did fine."
After she had finished, Mulder said, "Sounds like you did pretty good today."
"Yeah, well....... After almost six years of patching you up I suppose I've
gotten use to seeing people in pain."
"See Scully, I am good for something"
Sparing Mulder a withering glance, Scully got to her feet. "No comment," she
said. "But thanks for listen-ing Mulder." She then turned and headed towards
the bathroom. "If you don't mind, I have got to get a shower."
"You want me to take off?" he asked as he started to get to his feet.
"No," she replied as she gathered some clothes from her dresser. "I'll only
be a few minutes."
"Need me to wash your back?"
Turning to face her partner, Scully replied with a single, threat filled
"Mulder."
Upon entering the bathroom Scully half closed the door and turned on the
shower. "So our primary suspect in the shooting is Krycek?"
"Looks that way," Mulder replied.
"And the girl that helped me with Nomura actually provided the sketch?"
"Yeah, Cordelia Chase. She's a good artist, the sketch was near photo
quality."
From where he sat Mulder could see the steam as it rolled out of the bath-
room. While Scully washed, Mulder listened to the water as it fell across
her body. He was so entranced at the thought of Scully, standing there
naked, with the water falling across her pale skin, that he failed to hear
what she had been
saying until she raised her voice.
"Mulder! You still with me?"
"Wha...huh...who? Uh, sorry Scully, I zoned out for a second. What did you
say?"
"I asked what happened after you got the sketch of Krycek?"
~*~
The Project Complex
Several Hours Earlier
"Alright Martyn, that does it for this set of tests. Take her back to her
cell and see that she's fed. We'll start on the Transmutation Series next."
"Yes Doctor Grant," replied the medical technician as he began to wheel
Willow's stretcher out of the exam room. Suddenly a voice called out over
the loudspeaker system.
"Clear the hall, clear the hall! We've got a Code Red coming in! Trauma
Team 1 to Emergency Room 3!"
Immediately everyone in the hall moved aside as a team of medics brought
in a man on a stretcher. As he rolled past, Dr. Grant recognized the man
as one of the Director's senior assistants. She also couldn't fail to notice
that the man had been shot in the arm. But even though he must have been in
a great deal of pain, he was still answering questions the Director was
asking him.
"Damn it old man! Why didn't you tell me HE was going to be there?"
"Never mind that Alex, is she dead?" Cancerman asked in a rush.
Grimacing in pain, Krycek replied, "Yeah she's dead..... I sprayed her brains
all over the wall."
Quickly Krycek's stretcher was rolled into Emergency Room 3 and medical
personnel began readying various pieces of equipment. With the hallway clear,
Dr. Grant and her assistant resumed moving Willow's stretcher towards the
elevator. As they passed the room Krycek was in they could still hear the man
yelling at the Director.
"What about my arm old man? What about my arm?"
"Alex, Alex, as soon as we capture the Summers girl we'll be able to learn
everything we need to know to carry on with the project and to replace your
missing arm......Actually, since you got your good arm shot up today, we'll
just go ahead and replace both of them. So calm down and let the doctors go
to work on you and you'll be as good as new."
"Calm down? How the Hell am I suppose to calm down? After all that I've done,
you still haven't been able to grab that little blond bitch. I killed both
that cop and Nomura for you and thanks to him my good arm is useless."
"Nomura's been a thorn in your side since before Iraq," said Cancerman as he
chuckled to himself. "Maybe I should have worked harder at recruiting him
instead of you."
"Look you bastard, he was lucky that's all, just lucky! I helped you kidnap
that Rosenberg bitch and I killed her parents. Face it old man, you owe me!"
Suddenly Willow's eyes opened and she spoke a single word, "Momma?"
Hearing this, Dr. Grant looked down at her patient. The girl's eyes were
glassy and somewhat out of focus but the doctor was certain that Willow was
aware of everything that was going on around her.
"Dr. Grant, she's awake!"
"I can see that for myself damn it! Now help me strap her down!"
Willow wasn't sure what was going on. But somehow she could sense that what
she had heard was true. That her parents were dead and the man responsible
was nearby. With this realization came anger, white hot anger. And with the
anger, came power. All around her she could see the curtain of energy that
surrounded all living things. Reaching out with her mind she tapped into
the Power and from it she gained strength.
Focusing on the two people holding her arms, the young Wicca motioned as if
she were swatting a fly. Immediately the people were forced away.
Dr. Grant was thrown across the hallway where she hit the wall with a resound-
ing thud. Her assistant struck the door behind him so hard that it was torn
from its hinges by the impact.
Slowly Willow climbed off the stretcher and stood naked beside it. The sheet
that had been covering her lay on the floor at her feet.
From where she lay Dr. Grant could see her patient begin to stumble down the
hallway. The girl seemed very weak when she suddenly stopped. Her arms shot
out from her body and a feeling of static electricity filled the area around
Willow as her hair stood on end and her skin seemed to glow.
The young red-head began to rise until she was floating at least two feet
above the floor. She then continued forward until she entered Emergency Room 3.
As soon as Willow entered the room, Dr. Grant could hear the staff inside as
they called out for help. Then she heard a deep hate filled voice as it said,
"BURN!"
This was followed by a man's screams.
Pulling herself to her feet, Dr. Grant made her way to her assistant. She found
him unconscious but apparently unhurt.
Leaning against the wall for support, the doctor finally reached Room 3 as the
screams became even louder and more frantic.
The Director and the medical staff were held in place against the walls by an
unseen force, while Willow and Krycek floated in midair. Bolts of black light-
ning arced out from the girls outstretched hand to strike Krycek in the chest.
Even though she had already seen examples of Willow's abilities, Dr. Grant could
hardly believe what she was seeing, it looked as if the man was literally turning
to ash from the feet up.
Suddenly a security team led by the lieutenant she had met earlier came rushing
down the hall.
"Lieutenant, over here!"
"Yes doctor," the young officer said as he squatted next to her.
"How are your men armed?"
"They're each equipped with a standard taser."
"That's not going to cut it this time," she said shaking her head in frustration.
"The girl's already absorbed way too much energy, we need something else."
"That's why I brought this," the lieutenant replied as he held up a compressed
air gun.
"How's it loaded?" asked Dr. Grant as she began to see his plan.
"Temranol in 10cc doses," he said with a smile. "Not all us security types are
dumb grunts."
Nodding, Dr. Grant slid away from the doorway to give the soldier room to work.
Taking his place, the lieutenant motioned for his men to get into position.
When they were ready he brought his gun around the edge of the door and pressed
the trigger.
Quickly the gun stuttered as it emitted a string of loud coughs and several
darts which struck Willow in her leg and buttocks.
Immediately the young redhead seemed to spasm, then she and the rest of the
people in the room fell to the floor. Rushing in ahead of the security personel,
Dr. Grant carefully took the redhead in her arms.
As she lay there, Willow looked up at the doctor and said, "Momma?"
~*~
As Mulder finished up Scully sat on the bed across from him drying her hair.
"Well, it seems this Willey person has a very low pain threshold, so Buffy
didn't have to pound on him too long before he told us all he knew. Unfortunately
it wasn't all that much."
"Just that the orders are coming down from the Mayor and that he wants Buffy
captured alive."
"Pretty much, except that Willey made it sound as if the orders were coming
through the Mayor's office."
"So someone's controlling the Mayor or at least working through him."
"Yeah, anyway after we got done questioning Willey, Brenner and I dropped
Buffy and Xander off at their houses. Then we headed over to the hospital
to check on you and Nomura."
When he had finished Mulder noticed that Scully was shaking her head in
disbelief.
"What is it Scully?"
"I just can't believe that Xander thought you and Brenner were going to take
this bartender into the backroom and beat him with rubber hoses. Doesn't he
realize the Bureau doesn't do that.... at least not anymore."
"I don't know Scully, I guess he spends way too much time watching TV."
Looking at his watch Mulder realized just how late it was. "Well, I better
be going Scully, I'll see you in the morning." With that he got to his feet
and began to walk to the door when Scully suddenly spoke up.
"Mulder," she said, quickly making a decision, as she stood and made her way
over to him.
Looking up, she continued in a slightly shaky voice, "I know it's one of the
oldest cliches, but... I don't want to be alone tonight."
Stepping forward, Scully reached up and gently pulled Mulder's face down to
hers and kissed him. For several moments they stood there oblivious to the
world around them as their kiss became more and more intense.
Then slowly, Scully began to urge Mulder backwards. As if in a daze he
followed Scully's lead until something hit him in the back of his knees.
Suddenly Mulder found himself sitting on Scully's bed. Looking up at his
partner, he could barely recognize her.
Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed and her eyes were barely slits.
Standing before him she looked like some kind of wild animal hunting its
prey.
After a moments hesitation, Mulder asked, "Scully, are you sure?"
Her eyes seemed to flash and a deep throated growl escaped her lips as
Scully opened her robe and gently let it fall to the floor. She then
climbed onto the bed and straddled Mulder's lap.
Slowly Scully placed her fingertips lightly on his lips. Then in a deep,
almost sleepy voice she said, "Mulder, shut up and kiss me."
~*~
Afterwards, laying there in Mulder's arms, Scully could feel his breath
gently touch her hair. Exhausted from their lovemaking she felt calm for
the first time in days. Just as sleep was coming to claim her, Scully's
thoughts returned to her missing daughter and she said a silent prayer.
Willow, I promise, we won't stop looking until you're safe. I love you
baby.
~*~
Alone in her cell, Willow suddenly awoke.
"Momma?" She said quietly, but could hear no reply.
It had felt so real. Willow could have sworn that her mother had just
told her I love you. But as she came fully awake, she knew it was just
a dream and the tears began to fall. Because her parents were dead and
for as long as she had known them, they had never told her that they
loved her.
~*~
Motel 6.
Sunnydale, California.
0725Hrs.
Fox Mulder awoke to the sound of someone banging on the door to the room,
but it took him several moments to realize where that room was.
Suddenly two things happened. First, Mulder remembered that he was laying
next to very naked Scully. And second Agent Brenner began yelling in addition
to banging on the door.
"Agent Scully, are you in there?"
With that Scully shot upright in bed. The two agents stared at one another
for a moment until Scully jumped up, grabbed her robe and dove into the
bathroom.
Mulder lay there stunned, staring at the closed bathroom door and listened
as Brenner's knocking and yelling became more frantic.
Finally, getting out of bed, Mulder wrapped himself in the bed sheet and
walked to the door. Taking a deep breath he then opened it.
"Mulder! What are you doing here? This is suppose to be Scully's room." Then
after taking a good look, Brenner asked, "And where the Hell are your clothes?"
"Uh....ah....well sir, I'm not really sure," Mulder began until Brenner
held up a restraining hand.
"Scully, get out here!"
Moments later, the bathroom door opened and Scully stuck her head out.
"Sir?" she squeaked.
Brenner was silent as he took in the two agents and the pile of clothes on
the floor beside the bed. Then, looking up he said, "Coffee shop, downstairs,
15 minutes," and then softly shut the door.
~*~
When Mulder and Scully finally made it to the restaurant, they found Brenner
in a back booth already working on a large plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns
and toast.
Seeing the look on Scully's face, Brenner paused in eating and said, "Look
Scully, I run six miles a day rain or shine, I bench press 450 pounds and
my cholesterol is 137. So can you back off with the 'Food Nazi' look and
let me enjoy my breakfast in peace?"
Glad that for now at least Brenner was not mentioning anything about the
hotel room, she replied pointing to the dish of Jalapeno peppers sitting
next to Brenner's Southwestern omelet. "Actually, I was trying to figure
out how you haven't burned through the lining of your stomach."
After Mulder and Scully had been seated, the waitress had brought coffee
and taken their orders Brenner continued. "Well we had a pretty busy night."
"How so?" Mulder asked.
"They got to Cordelia. Her dad's taking the family out of town tomorrow
till all this blows over."
"Well there goes our witness," remarked Mulder.
"Oh Yeah, and someone jumped Harris last night."
Scully looked up sharply, "Is he alright?"
Trying to sound nonchalant, Brenner replied, "He's got a couple of cracked
ribs and a concussion. But, yeah he's ok. We've got him bedded down over at
Giles place."
Shaking his head, Mulder asked, "Anything else?"
"You mean besides Buffy being wanted by the police and her mother being held
for assaulting a police officer?"
"WHAT?" Exclaimed both the X-File agents.
"Andrews and a couple of his boys showed up at Buffy's house late last night
and tried to arrest her for Sgt. Rourke's murder."
"They were trying to push Buffy and her mom around so..... Buffy decided
to push back. Well one of them drew his sidearm and Joyce hit him in the face
with a cast iron skillet," said Brenner with a grin.
"What's so funny?" Asked Scully.
Smiling even wider, Brenner explained, "Andrews was the officer she hit."
Chuckling, the senior agent added, "He ended up with a broken nose, twelve
stitches across his forehead and a concussion. I like to think of this as
payback for what he did to Harris."
"Scully, have you ever noticed it's always the quiet ones?" Mulder asked
trying to lighten the mood.
Looking at Brenner, Scully asked, "Are you sure it was Andrews who beat up
the boy?"
"Yeah. Harris went over to Cordy's after we talked with Willey. He showed
up while the cops were talking to her dad. As usual, Harris tried to stick
his nose in. So Andrews had him taken outside and roughed up before they let
him go."
"After they left, Cordy called my house. Before her father made her get off
the phone she told Rhonda what happened."
"Anyway, I got to Cordy's just as Andrews was leaving. I could tell Harris
wasn't hurt too bad so I took him over to Giles place and we patched him up."
"Why didn't you take him home?" Asked Scully.
Grimacing, Brenner continued, "If you knew what Xander's home-life was like
you wouldn't ask. His father's a Grade 'A' bastard and his mother is useless.
Let's put it this way, I've seen the bruises and I've been a cop long enough
to know what a cigar burn looks like."
"Why hasn't Children's Services gotten involved?"
"Every time they show up Xander just keeps his mouth shut."
Nodding as if to himself, Mulder added, "He's probably afraid he'll end up
somewhere worse."
"Actually, I think he's afraid they'll send him away and he wont see Willow
again."
With that the three agents sat for some minutes and ate in silence.
Finally Brenner spoke up, "Ok, you two check with Giles and see if he's come
up with any leads. Also check with Doc Davis in Carlton to see if he has any
of the autopsy results. You come up with anything, you get in touch with the
office, understood?"
"Yes sir," the two X-File agents replied getting to their feet.
As they turned to leave Brenner said, "Look, both of you are adults and as
you can probably tell I don't give a damn about Bureau regs. So don't worry
about what happened upstairs. But for God's sake be discrete, you two have
enough enemies as it is."
End of Chapter 12.
AUTHOR: Ellie Dee
EMAIL: Ellie_Dee@hotmail.com
CATEGORY: X-Files/Buffy the Vampire Slayer X-over.
RATING: PG13-R
SUMMARY: A pair of murders and a kidnapping in Sunnydale
strikes close to home with Agent Scully and the Scooby
Gang. Can they work together to solve the case before a
young girl dies?
SPOILERS: Consider anything up to and including Season 3
on BtVS or Season 6 on the X-Files as fair game.
DISCLAIMER: Any characters you've heard mentioned on TV
were created and owned by Joss Whedon, Chris Carter, Fox,
WB AND UPN. They just decided to come visit and play with
the beings inhabiting my rather warped mind.
ARCHIVE: Anywhere, just please let me know where it goes
and try to keep my name and Email on it.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE!!!!! This is my drug of choice and I
really need a fix.
"Firstborn." (cont.)
By: Ellie Dee
Chapter 12.
Motel 6.
Sunnydale, California.
2348Hrs.
Her hands shaking, Scully unlocked the door to her hotel room. Mulder
followed her in and as he closed the door Scully seemed to shrink. Standing
there in the surgical scrubs she had been loaned at the hospital, she
appeared so small, almost like a child.
"So he has a chance?" her partner asked.
"He's young and strong, if he survives the next 24 hours.... I don't know
Mulder," said Scully letting out a deep shuddering sigh. "I just don't
know. We lost him twice in the bus and we had to shock him both times."
After a moment she went on, "But he was breathing and had a pulse when we
got to the hospital. As soon as we arrived we took him straight up to
surgery and worked on him for hours. He might make it."
Kicking off her shoes Scully sat down on the bed. Resting her arms on her
knees she bowed her head. Walking over to her, Mulder sat down next to his
partner. Putting his arm across her shoulders, he said, "Come on Scully,
talk to me."
"I felt so useless Mulder, those paramedics didn't need me," she said
shaking her head. "They knew what procedures to use before I even told them.
All I did was sit there and act like I was in charge. I haven't felt that
useless since I almost quit medical school."
"You what?"
Letting out a long sigh she explained, "I never told anyone this Mulder, but
I almost quit. I...I just couldn't take seeing people in pain. It started
while I was doing my rotations through the various departments at the
hospital."
"What happened?"
"Well, I was doing fine until I started in the ER. Right from the start I
was having trouble. I don't know, seeing people seriously injured
everyday, it just kept getting to me."
After several seconds Scully continued, "Mulder, have you ever tried to
assist a doctor in delivering a baby that's four weeks premature AND
breach? Not to mention that besides being 14 years old, the mother was a
drug user."
Frowning, Mulder replied, "No, I can't say I have."
With a tired expression Scully looked up at her partner.
"Well neither have I. Half way through the procedure I passed out."
"What?" Mulder asked in disbelief.
Somewhat ruefully, Scully replied, "I passed out, right there in the middle
of the exam room. I found out later that the doctor I was assisting actually
stood over me till he had one of the nurses drag me over to the
side of the room."
Hearing this, Mulder had a strong desire to start laughing. At least until
Scully gave him "The Look."
After a momentary pause, Scully went on, "Then, about a week later, things
just got worse. There had been a major accident on the Beltway. I don't even
know how many cars were involved. But there were so many critical injuries
that every Life Flight for fifty miles around was being used."
"Our ER was already pretty full, but we were the closest and we did have one
of the best trauma teams in the area. So we ended up with a majority of the
cases."
"After three hours I was ready to drop. I was about to take a break when a
doctor grabbed me to assist him." Taking a deep breath, Scully slowly let
it out before she continued. "One of the vehicles involved was a school bus
that had been run over by a semi. The damage had been so bad that the para-
medics had only just gotten to the children."
Tears began to roll down Scully's face as the knuckles on her fists whitened.
"Mulder, I had to hold down an eight year old boy while the doctor amputated
his left leg above the knee." She said, her voice shaking , "As soon as we
were done I threw up all over the floor."
"I was going to resign right then and there, but my advisor talked me out of
it. He said I had talent and recommended that I go into a field where I
wouldn't deal with patients on a day to day basis."
"He thought I should go into Genetic Engineering or some other type of
research. But I'd been reading up on my next area, which was Forensics. And
you know what? It worked. As long as I didn't have to deal with live patients
I did fine."
After she had finished, Mulder said, "Sounds like you did pretty good today."
"Yeah, well....... After almost six years of patching you up I suppose I've
gotten use to seeing people in pain."
"See Scully, I am good for something"
Sparing Mulder a withering glance, Scully got to her feet. "No comment," she
said. "But thanks for listen-ing Mulder." She then turned and headed towards
the bathroom. "If you don't mind, I have got to get a shower."
"You want me to take off?" he asked as he started to get to his feet.
"No," she replied as she gathered some clothes from her dresser. "I'll only
be a few minutes."
"Need me to wash your back?"
Turning to face her partner, Scully replied with a single, threat filled
"Mulder."
Upon entering the bathroom Scully half closed the door and turned on the
shower. "So our primary suspect in the shooting is Krycek?"
"Looks that way," Mulder replied.
"And the girl that helped me with Nomura actually provided the sketch?"
"Yeah, Cordelia Chase. She's a good artist, the sketch was near photo
quality."
From where he sat Mulder could see the steam as it rolled out of the bath-
room. While Scully washed, Mulder listened to the water as it fell across
her body. He was so entranced at the thought of Scully, standing there
naked, with the water falling across her pale skin, that he failed to hear
what she had been
saying until she raised her voice.
"Mulder! You still with me?"
"Wha...huh...who? Uh, sorry Scully, I zoned out for a second. What did you
say?"
"I asked what happened after you got the sketch of Krycek?"
~*~
The Project Complex
Several Hours Earlier
"Alright Martyn, that does it for this set of tests. Take her back to her
cell and see that she's fed. We'll start on the Transmutation Series next."
"Yes Doctor Grant," replied the medical technician as he began to wheel
Willow's stretcher out of the exam room. Suddenly a voice called out over
the loudspeaker system.
"Clear the hall, clear the hall! We've got a Code Red coming in! Trauma
Team 1 to Emergency Room 3!"
Immediately everyone in the hall moved aside as a team of medics brought
in a man on a stretcher. As he rolled past, Dr. Grant recognized the man
as one of the Director's senior assistants. She also couldn't fail to notice
that the man had been shot in the arm. But even though he must have been in
a great deal of pain, he was still answering questions the Director was
asking him.
"Damn it old man! Why didn't you tell me HE was going to be there?"
"Never mind that Alex, is she dead?" Cancerman asked in a rush.
Grimacing in pain, Krycek replied, "Yeah she's dead..... I sprayed her brains
all over the wall."
Quickly Krycek's stretcher was rolled into Emergency Room 3 and medical
personnel began readying various pieces of equipment. With the hallway clear,
Dr. Grant and her assistant resumed moving Willow's stretcher towards the
elevator. As they passed the room Krycek was in they could still hear the man
yelling at the Director.
"What about my arm old man? What about my arm?"
"Alex, Alex, as soon as we capture the Summers girl we'll be able to learn
everything we need to know to carry on with the project and to replace your
missing arm......Actually, since you got your good arm shot up today, we'll
just go ahead and replace both of them. So calm down and let the doctors go
to work on you and you'll be as good as new."
"Calm down? How the Hell am I suppose to calm down? After all that I've done,
you still haven't been able to grab that little blond bitch. I killed both
that cop and Nomura for you and thanks to him my good arm is useless."
"Nomura's been a thorn in your side since before Iraq," said Cancerman as he
chuckled to himself. "Maybe I should have worked harder at recruiting him
instead of you."
"Look you bastard, he was lucky that's all, just lucky! I helped you kidnap
that Rosenberg bitch and I killed her parents. Face it old man, you owe me!"
Suddenly Willow's eyes opened and she spoke a single word, "Momma?"
Hearing this, Dr. Grant looked down at her patient. The girl's eyes were
glassy and somewhat out of focus but the doctor was certain that Willow was
aware of everything that was going on around her.
"Dr. Grant, she's awake!"
"I can see that for myself damn it! Now help me strap her down!"
Willow wasn't sure what was going on. But somehow she could sense that what
she had heard was true. That her parents were dead and the man responsible
was nearby. With this realization came anger, white hot anger. And with the
anger, came power. All around her she could see the curtain of energy that
surrounded all living things. Reaching out with her mind she tapped into
the Power and from it she gained strength.
Focusing on the two people holding her arms, the young Wicca motioned as if
she were swatting a fly. Immediately the people were forced away.
Dr. Grant was thrown across the hallway where she hit the wall with a resound-
ing thud. Her assistant struck the door behind him so hard that it was torn
from its hinges by the impact.
Slowly Willow climbed off the stretcher and stood naked beside it. The sheet
that had been covering her lay on the floor at her feet.
From where she lay Dr. Grant could see her patient begin to stumble down the
hallway. The girl seemed very weak when she suddenly stopped. Her arms shot
out from her body and a feeling of static electricity filled the area around
Willow as her hair stood on end and her skin seemed to glow.
The young red-head began to rise until she was floating at least two feet
above the floor. She then continued forward until she entered Emergency Room 3.
As soon as Willow entered the room, Dr. Grant could hear the staff inside as
they called out for help. Then she heard a deep hate filled voice as it said,
"BURN!"
This was followed by a man's screams.
Pulling herself to her feet, Dr. Grant made her way to her assistant. She found
him unconscious but apparently unhurt.
Leaning against the wall for support, the doctor finally reached Room 3 as the
screams became even louder and more frantic.
The Director and the medical staff were held in place against the walls by an
unseen force, while Willow and Krycek floated in midair. Bolts of black light-
ning arced out from the girls outstretched hand to strike Krycek in the chest.
Even though she had already seen examples of Willow's abilities, Dr. Grant could
hardly believe what she was seeing, it looked as if the man was literally turning
to ash from the feet up.
Suddenly a security team led by the lieutenant she had met earlier came rushing
down the hall.
"Lieutenant, over here!"
"Yes doctor," the young officer said as he squatted next to her.
"How are your men armed?"
"They're each equipped with a standard taser."
"That's not going to cut it this time," she said shaking her head in frustration.
"The girl's already absorbed way too much energy, we need something else."
"That's why I brought this," the lieutenant replied as he held up a compressed
air gun.
"How's it loaded?" asked Dr. Grant as she began to see his plan.
"Temranol in 10cc doses," he said with a smile. "Not all us security types are
dumb grunts."
Nodding, Dr. Grant slid away from the doorway to give the soldier room to work.
Taking his place, the lieutenant motioned for his men to get into position.
When they were ready he brought his gun around the edge of the door and pressed
the trigger.
Quickly the gun stuttered as it emitted a string of loud coughs and several
darts which struck Willow in her leg and buttocks.
Immediately the young redhead seemed to spasm, then she and the rest of the
people in the room fell to the floor. Rushing in ahead of the security personel,
Dr. Grant carefully took the redhead in her arms.
As she lay there, Willow looked up at the doctor and said, "Momma?"
~*~
As Mulder finished up Scully sat on the bed across from him drying her hair.
"Well, it seems this Willey person has a very low pain threshold, so Buffy
didn't have to pound on him too long before he told us all he knew. Unfortunately
it wasn't all that much."
"Just that the orders are coming down from the Mayor and that he wants Buffy
captured alive."
"Pretty much, except that Willey made it sound as if the orders were coming
through the Mayor's office."
"So someone's controlling the Mayor or at least working through him."
"Yeah, anyway after we got done questioning Willey, Brenner and I dropped
Buffy and Xander off at their houses. Then we headed over to the hospital
to check on you and Nomura."
When he had finished Mulder noticed that Scully was shaking her head in
disbelief.
"What is it Scully?"
"I just can't believe that Xander thought you and Brenner were going to take
this bartender into the backroom and beat him with rubber hoses. Doesn't he
realize the Bureau doesn't do that.... at least not anymore."
"I don't know Scully, I guess he spends way too much time watching TV."
Looking at his watch Mulder realized just how late it was. "Well, I better
be going Scully, I'll see you in the morning." With that he got to his feet
and began to walk to the door when Scully suddenly spoke up.
"Mulder," she said, quickly making a decision, as she stood and made her way
over to him.
Looking up, she continued in a slightly shaky voice, "I know it's one of the
oldest cliches, but... I don't want to be alone tonight."
Stepping forward, Scully reached up and gently pulled Mulder's face down to
hers and kissed him. For several moments they stood there oblivious to the
world around them as their kiss became more and more intense.
Then slowly, Scully began to urge Mulder backwards. As if in a daze he
followed Scully's lead until something hit him in the back of his knees.
Suddenly Mulder found himself sitting on Scully's bed. Looking up at his
partner, he could barely recognize her.
Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed and her eyes were barely slits.
Standing before him she looked like some kind of wild animal hunting its
prey.
After a moments hesitation, Mulder asked, "Scully, are you sure?"
Her eyes seemed to flash and a deep throated growl escaped her lips as
Scully opened her robe and gently let it fall to the floor. She then
climbed onto the bed and straddled Mulder's lap.
Slowly Scully placed her fingertips lightly on his lips. Then in a deep,
almost sleepy voice she said, "Mulder, shut up and kiss me."
~*~
Afterwards, laying there in Mulder's arms, Scully could feel his breath
gently touch her hair. Exhausted from their lovemaking she felt calm for
the first time in days. Just as sleep was coming to claim her, Scully's
thoughts returned to her missing daughter and she said a silent prayer.
Willow, I promise, we won't stop looking until you're safe. I love you
baby.
~*~
Alone in her cell, Willow suddenly awoke.
"Momma?" She said quietly, but could hear no reply.
It had felt so real. Willow could have sworn that her mother had just
told her I love you. But as she came fully awake, she knew it was just
a dream and the tears began to fall. Because her parents were dead and
for as long as she had known them, they had never told her that they
loved her.
~*~
Motel 6.
Sunnydale, California.
0725Hrs.
Fox Mulder awoke to the sound of someone banging on the door to the room,
but it took him several moments to realize where that room was.
Suddenly two things happened. First, Mulder remembered that he was laying
next to very naked Scully. And second Agent Brenner began yelling in addition
to banging on the door.
"Agent Scully, are you in there?"
With that Scully shot upright in bed. The two agents stared at one another
for a moment until Scully jumped up, grabbed her robe and dove into the
bathroom.
Mulder lay there stunned, staring at the closed bathroom door and listened
as Brenner's knocking and yelling became more frantic.
Finally, getting out of bed, Mulder wrapped himself in the bed sheet and
walked to the door. Taking a deep breath he then opened it.
"Mulder! What are you doing here? This is suppose to be Scully's room." Then
after taking a good look, Brenner asked, "And where the Hell are your clothes?"
"Uh....ah....well sir, I'm not really sure," Mulder began until Brenner
held up a restraining hand.
"Scully, get out here!"
Moments later, the bathroom door opened and Scully stuck her head out.
"Sir?" she squeaked.
Brenner was silent as he took in the two agents and the pile of clothes on
the floor beside the bed. Then, looking up he said, "Coffee shop, downstairs,
15 minutes," and then softly shut the door.
~*~
When Mulder and Scully finally made it to the restaurant, they found Brenner
in a back booth already working on a large plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns
and toast.
Seeing the look on Scully's face, Brenner paused in eating and said, "Look
Scully, I run six miles a day rain or shine, I bench press 450 pounds and
my cholesterol is 137. So can you back off with the 'Food Nazi' look and
let me enjoy my breakfast in peace?"
Glad that for now at least Brenner was not mentioning anything about the
hotel room, she replied pointing to the dish of Jalapeno peppers sitting
next to Brenner's Southwestern omelet. "Actually, I was trying to figure
out how you haven't burned through the lining of your stomach."
After Mulder and Scully had been seated, the waitress had brought coffee
and taken their orders Brenner continued. "Well we had a pretty busy night."
"How so?" Mulder asked.
"They got to Cordelia. Her dad's taking the family out of town tomorrow
till all this blows over."
"Well there goes our witness," remarked Mulder.
"Oh Yeah, and someone jumped Harris last night."
Scully looked up sharply, "Is he alright?"
Trying to sound nonchalant, Brenner replied, "He's got a couple of cracked
ribs and a concussion. But, yeah he's ok. We've got him bedded down over at
Giles place."
Shaking his head, Mulder asked, "Anything else?"
"You mean besides Buffy being wanted by the police and her mother being held
for assaulting a police officer?"
"WHAT?" Exclaimed both the X-File agents.
"Andrews and a couple of his boys showed up at Buffy's house late last night
and tried to arrest her for Sgt. Rourke's murder."
"They were trying to push Buffy and her mom around so..... Buffy decided
to push back. Well one of them drew his sidearm and Joyce hit him in the face
with a cast iron skillet," said Brenner with a grin.
"What's so funny?" Asked Scully.
Smiling even wider, Brenner explained, "Andrews was the officer she hit."
Chuckling, the senior agent added, "He ended up with a broken nose, twelve
stitches across his forehead and a concussion. I like to think of this as
payback for what he did to Harris."
"Scully, have you ever noticed it's always the quiet ones?" Mulder asked
trying to lighten the mood.
Looking at Brenner, Scully asked, "Are you sure it was Andrews who beat up
the boy?"
"Yeah. Harris went over to Cordy's after we talked with Willey. He showed
up while the cops were talking to her dad. As usual, Harris tried to stick
his nose in. So Andrews had him taken outside and roughed up before they let
him go."
"After they left, Cordy called my house. Before her father made her get off
the phone she told Rhonda what happened."
"Anyway, I got to Cordy's just as Andrews was leaving. I could tell Harris
wasn't hurt too bad so I took him over to Giles place and we patched him up."
"Why didn't you take him home?" Asked Scully.
Grimacing, Brenner continued, "If you knew what Xander's home-life was like
you wouldn't ask. His father's a Grade 'A' bastard and his mother is useless.
Let's put it this way, I've seen the bruises and I've been a cop long enough
to know what a cigar burn looks like."
"Why hasn't Children's Services gotten involved?"
"Every time they show up Xander just keeps his mouth shut."
Nodding as if to himself, Mulder added, "He's probably afraid he'll end up
somewhere worse."
"Actually, I think he's afraid they'll send him away and he wont see Willow
again."
With that the three agents sat for some minutes and ate in silence.
Finally Brenner spoke up, "Ok, you two check with Giles and see if he's come
up with any leads. Also check with Doc Davis in Carlton to see if he has any
of the autopsy results. You come up with anything, you get in touch with the
office, understood?"
"Yes sir," the two X-File agents replied getting to their feet.
As they turned to leave Brenner said, "Look, both of you are adults and as
you can probably tell I don't give a damn about Bureau regs. So don't worry
about what happened upstairs. But for God's sake be discrete, you two have
enough enemies as it is."
End of Chapter 12.