At The Same Time....
Garaguso hung up the phone with Federico, cursing under his breath. He banged on Skinner's office door so hard, it should have come off its hinges.
"Agent Garaguso, what is this?"
Garaguso brushed passed Skinner.
"Why the heck didn't you contact me this morning!?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Why didn't you give me Federico's note!?"
Skinner glanced about. Garaguso followed his gaze. Someone was standing in the shadows. Garaguso couldn't care less.
"Garaguso, would you like to talk outside?"
"No, sir. I want to talk in here."
Skinner leaned in. "You're not making this easy."
"That's nice."
"Agent, I don't think you understand. You're putting people in danger talking in this room. Please. Let's step outside."
Garaguso opened the door. "Forget it. I don't want to hear it." He slammed the door.
"Nice going, Assistant Director."
"Why don't you leave now, Alex."
The man stepped from the shadows.
"All In good time."
Garaguso sat down in his office, thinking. Loi. Loi. Anagram. Loi....equals......iol....loi....oil.
"Black oil," he whispered, looking up.
He dialed a number on his cell phone, and ran down the steps to the X-Files division.
"Lone Gunmen office."
"Ay, it's Garaguso."
"Hey, it's Langly. What's up?"
"I need to get to Alaska."
"One ticket coming up!"
He stuffed away his phone and entered the office without knocking.
"Garaguso! What was that with Federico this morning?"
"I think the terrorists are FBI agents inhabited by black oil. Its why Federico had to leave immediately. And apparently there are hostages.....20."
Mulder's eyes widened.
"She's endanger. I don't think they're taking hostages for nothing."
"To get attention."
Scully shook her head as Mulder rushed out of the room to contact someone.
"He means tests. People with black oil have been known to run tests on humans. Usually it's by conspirators. But I wouldn't be surprised if the Black Oil wasn't conducting its own series of experiments."
Garaguso rubbed his face. Two agents came running in the office, Mulder not far behind.
"What's this about an agent be-in taken hostage by a field office?" The man inquired.
"My partner, Agent Federico, was. She figured out that the field office was contaminated by the black oil, and she headed up there this morning without my knowledge----to Alaska that is....."
"And you are?" The lady asked.
"Thomas Garaguso."
"I'm Agent Reyes, and this is my partner Agent Dogget. Do you know where in Alaska?"
"Whitehorse."
"When was the last you heard from her?"
"She called me a few minutes ago. She told me where she was, and was confused because she left a note with A.D. Skinner explaining everything, one which I never received. She had to hang up though. She said someone was coming."
"I think they may be running tests on the 20 hostages they took. If Federico has been taken, they may very well use her." Mulder said.
"Let's hope that's not the case," Dogget said, reaching for the phone. "Ah, yes. This is Special Agent John Dogget. I'd like to book 5----"
"I already arranged one with the Gunmen."
"-----I'm sorry, 4 flights to Whitehorse, Alaska. When's the next one out?........Any seats?.....Great, thanks." He hung up. "It leaves in an hour."
"What do we do when we're there?"
There was a silence as everyone paused. No one knew, no one had inkling.
May 2, 2003
Federico awoke. Before her was some bread and black coffee.
"Breakfast?" She asked.
Jessica nodded.
"They were going to take it, you slept so long. I saved it."
She smiled. "Thanks."
"It's not much, mind you. But it holds you over."
Federico grunted. "I'm somewhat disappointed. I was hoping for two eggs."
An Agent Sopah stood up before everyone.
"Everyone, please stand. Several items have been stolen from our desks, and we'd like to conduct a search for the culprit."
Everyone rose obediently. The agents conducted a through search of each individual and the area in which they were.
Federico held her breath as they felt along the spackled area in the wall. They were going to find it. She knew they were. She only hoped Jessica wouldn't be blamed as well.
But the agent moved on again. She slowly released her breath. He was satisfied. They were in the clear.
The agents were greatly displeased.
"The items have yet to be found. As a punishment, everyone must remain in their current locations for the rest of the day."
Everyone groaned inside, but outside they remained dead-pan, afraid of what might occur if they were to complain.
Eventually, they all sat down again. The agents blew off some steam, then proceeded to "work," all a safe-distance away from Federico who leaned over to talk to Jessica.
"That was close."
"I know. I'm afraid to think what would have happened had they discovered it."
"Same here."
They were silent.
"What happens when you've got to go?" Federico asked, hoping to cheer Jessica up.
Jessica laughed, upsetting an annoyed agent.
"And silence!" He called out.
Jessica curled up, placing her head between her knees on the floor. Hours later she blurted out quietly, "I'm gonna go mad if I don't speak."
Federico rubbed her face, so she could quietly ask, "Do you know sign language?"
"No."
"Morse?"
Jessica nodded.
"Let's use that." Federico smiled, then tapped something out.
"We'll need to use that cell phone tonight...." She tapped.
"Who you calling?"
"My partner."
"Does he know where you are?"
"Yeah. I'm sure he's getting help," she tapped reassuringly.
This method continued for sometime, although they occasionally switched to tapping their feet or something so no one got suspicious.
Rebecca remained asleep for most of the day.
"So. You're an agent. Did you have a degree or somethin'?"
"Ph.D. molecular-biology and 2 years med."
"Can you take a look at her?" Jessica hit the floor rhythmically, and looked at Rebecca.
"I'm not good. I barely passed."
"Oh?"
"I refused to dissect anything for a year....it lowered my grade a lot."
"Please look."
Federico acknowledged, and when the agents were busy, she glanced over Rebecca.
"Looks like the flu."
"Bad?"
"It'll be fine soon as we get out of here. Her stress can be irritating it...."
At 8:00 that night the agents went into the lab. At 9, when the girls were sure the cost was officially clear, they dug their way into the spackled area. Federico pulled out her cell phone, and crouched behind a desk to keep from being seen.
"Garaguso."
"It's me."
"Federico! Are you all right!?"
"I'm okay. I'm okay, so are the others. The agents leave us alone at night while they work in the lab. I'm able to turn off security. They don't know I have the cell phone."
"Are you in the field office?"
"That's right."
"Are they treating you guys well?"
"All things considered. Though they do impose punishment."
"What kind?"
"Nothing major. No speaking or moving to another location for the day was what we received today because somebody took my gun, cell phone and flashlight."
"You."
"That's right. There's a girl here who helps me, Jessica. She's trying to start up one of the computers now."
"We're on our way."
"We're?"
"Yeah, myself, Scully, Mulder, and Agents Reyes and Dogget."
"Reyes? Monica Reyes?"
"Yeah. You know her?"
"Yeah. We went to college together."
"You're kidding."
"I've gotta go. Don't call me, but be careful, I don't know if you can take these guys without a LOT of help."
"Don't worry. Take care."
Federico turned to Jessica who was frantically reviewing files.
"What is this?"
Federico looked over Jessica's shoulder.
"OH my. It's what they're preparing. They're looking for a way to contaminate others----the public---- with the virus.....They'll probably use us."
A shuffling sound was heard.
"Quick. Close up."
Jessica shut down immediately, and the two ran back to their positions.
Garaguso hung up the phone with Federico, cursing under his breath. He banged on Skinner's office door so hard, it should have come off its hinges.
"Agent Garaguso, what is this?"
Garaguso brushed passed Skinner.
"Why the heck didn't you contact me this morning!?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Why didn't you give me Federico's note!?"
Skinner glanced about. Garaguso followed his gaze. Someone was standing in the shadows. Garaguso couldn't care less.
"Garaguso, would you like to talk outside?"
"No, sir. I want to talk in here."
Skinner leaned in. "You're not making this easy."
"That's nice."
"Agent, I don't think you understand. You're putting people in danger talking in this room. Please. Let's step outside."
Garaguso opened the door. "Forget it. I don't want to hear it." He slammed the door.
"Nice going, Assistant Director."
"Why don't you leave now, Alex."
The man stepped from the shadows.
"All In good time."
Garaguso sat down in his office, thinking. Loi. Loi. Anagram. Loi....equals......iol....loi....oil.
"Black oil," he whispered, looking up.
He dialed a number on his cell phone, and ran down the steps to the X-Files division.
"Lone Gunmen office."
"Ay, it's Garaguso."
"Hey, it's Langly. What's up?"
"I need to get to Alaska."
"One ticket coming up!"
He stuffed away his phone and entered the office without knocking.
"Garaguso! What was that with Federico this morning?"
"I think the terrorists are FBI agents inhabited by black oil. Its why Federico had to leave immediately. And apparently there are hostages.....20."
Mulder's eyes widened.
"She's endanger. I don't think they're taking hostages for nothing."
"To get attention."
Scully shook her head as Mulder rushed out of the room to contact someone.
"He means tests. People with black oil have been known to run tests on humans. Usually it's by conspirators. But I wouldn't be surprised if the Black Oil wasn't conducting its own series of experiments."
Garaguso rubbed his face. Two agents came running in the office, Mulder not far behind.
"What's this about an agent be-in taken hostage by a field office?" The man inquired.
"My partner, Agent Federico, was. She figured out that the field office was contaminated by the black oil, and she headed up there this morning without my knowledge----to Alaska that is....."
"And you are?" The lady asked.
"Thomas Garaguso."
"I'm Agent Reyes, and this is my partner Agent Dogget. Do you know where in Alaska?"
"Whitehorse."
"When was the last you heard from her?"
"She called me a few minutes ago. She told me where she was, and was confused because she left a note with A.D. Skinner explaining everything, one which I never received. She had to hang up though. She said someone was coming."
"I think they may be running tests on the 20 hostages they took. If Federico has been taken, they may very well use her." Mulder said.
"Let's hope that's not the case," Dogget said, reaching for the phone. "Ah, yes. This is Special Agent John Dogget. I'd like to book 5----"
"I already arranged one with the Gunmen."
"-----I'm sorry, 4 flights to Whitehorse, Alaska. When's the next one out?........Any seats?.....Great, thanks." He hung up. "It leaves in an hour."
"What do we do when we're there?"
There was a silence as everyone paused. No one knew, no one had inkling.
May 2, 2003
Federico awoke. Before her was some bread and black coffee.
"Breakfast?" She asked.
Jessica nodded.
"They were going to take it, you slept so long. I saved it."
She smiled. "Thanks."
"It's not much, mind you. But it holds you over."
Federico grunted. "I'm somewhat disappointed. I was hoping for two eggs."
An Agent Sopah stood up before everyone.
"Everyone, please stand. Several items have been stolen from our desks, and we'd like to conduct a search for the culprit."
Everyone rose obediently. The agents conducted a through search of each individual and the area in which they were.
Federico held her breath as they felt along the spackled area in the wall. They were going to find it. She knew they were. She only hoped Jessica wouldn't be blamed as well.
But the agent moved on again. She slowly released her breath. He was satisfied. They were in the clear.
The agents were greatly displeased.
"The items have yet to be found. As a punishment, everyone must remain in their current locations for the rest of the day."
Everyone groaned inside, but outside they remained dead-pan, afraid of what might occur if they were to complain.
Eventually, they all sat down again. The agents blew off some steam, then proceeded to "work," all a safe-distance away from Federico who leaned over to talk to Jessica.
"That was close."
"I know. I'm afraid to think what would have happened had they discovered it."
"Same here."
They were silent.
"What happens when you've got to go?" Federico asked, hoping to cheer Jessica up.
Jessica laughed, upsetting an annoyed agent.
"And silence!" He called out.
Jessica curled up, placing her head between her knees on the floor. Hours later she blurted out quietly, "I'm gonna go mad if I don't speak."
Federico rubbed her face, so she could quietly ask, "Do you know sign language?"
"No."
"Morse?"
Jessica nodded.
"Let's use that." Federico smiled, then tapped something out.
"We'll need to use that cell phone tonight...." She tapped.
"Who you calling?"
"My partner."
"Does he know where you are?"
"Yeah. I'm sure he's getting help," she tapped reassuringly.
This method continued for sometime, although they occasionally switched to tapping their feet or something so no one got suspicious.
Rebecca remained asleep for most of the day.
"So. You're an agent. Did you have a degree or somethin'?"
"Ph.D. molecular-biology and 2 years med."
"Can you take a look at her?" Jessica hit the floor rhythmically, and looked at Rebecca.
"I'm not good. I barely passed."
"Oh?"
"I refused to dissect anything for a year....it lowered my grade a lot."
"Please look."
Federico acknowledged, and when the agents were busy, she glanced over Rebecca.
"Looks like the flu."
"Bad?"
"It'll be fine soon as we get out of here. Her stress can be irritating it...."
At 8:00 that night the agents went into the lab. At 9, when the girls were sure the cost was officially clear, they dug their way into the spackled area. Federico pulled out her cell phone, and crouched behind a desk to keep from being seen.
"Garaguso."
"It's me."
"Federico! Are you all right!?"
"I'm okay. I'm okay, so are the others. The agents leave us alone at night while they work in the lab. I'm able to turn off security. They don't know I have the cell phone."
"Are you in the field office?"
"That's right."
"Are they treating you guys well?"
"All things considered. Though they do impose punishment."
"What kind?"
"Nothing major. No speaking or moving to another location for the day was what we received today because somebody took my gun, cell phone and flashlight."
"You."
"That's right. There's a girl here who helps me, Jessica. She's trying to start up one of the computers now."
"We're on our way."
"We're?"
"Yeah, myself, Scully, Mulder, and Agents Reyes and Dogget."
"Reyes? Monica Reyes?"
"Yeah. You know her?"
"Yeah. We went to college together."
"You're kidding."
"I've gotta go. Don't call me, but be careful, I don't know if you can take these guys without a LOT of help."
"Don't worry. Take care."
Federico turned to Jessica who was frantically reviewing files.
"What is this?"
Federico looked over Jessica's shoulder.
"OH my. It's what they're preparing. They're looking for a way to contaminate others----the public---- with the virus.....They'll probably use us."
A shuffling sound was heard.
"Quick. Close up."
Jessica shut down immediately, and the two ran back to their positions.