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Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or X-Files. I also don't own the idea behind the virus. That comes from the X-Files movie.
Chapter 3- It's a Small World
Later that evening, the four agents discussed what they should do next.
"Well," Mulder said, "there was someone else there during the attack. She was the one that confirmed that the attacker had the virus."
"Even so, how would we even get in touch with the witness?" Doggett asked.
Scully held up the paper with Phoebe's address and said, "That's already taken care of. All we need to do is find out where 1329 Prescott Street
Phoebe had been home for about an hour when the agents arrived for questioning. She was studying for a test she had the following day. When she heard the door bell ring, she set her notes down on the table she was sitting at and got up to answer the door.
When she saw who it was, she stepped aside to let them in. "Have a seat," she said as she led them into the living room.
"I'm agent Fox Mulder, and these are my partners Dana Scully, John Doggett, and Monica Reyes," Mulder said. "However, we usually go by our last names."
"I'm Phoebe Halliwell," Phoebe said. She was wondering why Reyes looked so familiar. Reyes was thinking the same thing about Phoebe. Then, it dawned on them. They had shared an apartment in New York.
Once everyone was settled, Reyes looked at Phoebe in surprise. "Long time no see," she said to Phoebe. "How have you been?"
"Not bad," Phoebe replied. "How 'bout with you?"
"About the same."
Mulder, Scully, and Doggett looked between the two in confusion. Then, Reyes decided to fill her colleagues in on what was going on.
"I hate to cut the reunion short, but we really need to ask you a few questions," Scully said.
Understanding the urgency of the case the agents were working on, Phoebe nodded and motioned for them to continue.
"What exactly happened?" Reyes asked.
"Well," Phoebe said, "I was on my way to my car when I heard someone scream for help. I saw the girl being attacked, and I ran after her attacker. The guy ran off as soon as he saw me there."
"And you said that this man had the virus?" Mulder prodded.
"Yeah. The dead giveaway was that his eyes had turned black."
"Sounds like the virus alright," Doggett said. "What I don't get, though, is why did he run off when you showed up?"
"I don't know," Phoebe lied. She knew the reason had to do with her personally...with who she was. "Probably because he knew he was outnumbered. He had to have known that if one person showed up, others would follow."
"Do you know anything about what's going on that you haven't already stated?" Scully asked.
"Just what I know from the class I'm taking. We started talking about it yesterday and continued the discussion today."
"Anything that might help us?"
Phoebe thought for a moment. "It just broke out here a few days ago, and it's spreading rapidly. The eyes of those infected turn completely black. Those infected don't act at all like themselves. It's almost as if some other force is controlling them."
"That's pretty much all we know too," Reyes said. "Thanks for the help. If you hear or see anything, call us." She quickly wrote down her cell phone number.
Phoebe walked to the door with the four agents before she returned to her studying. The minute she touched her notes, she felt the familiar jolt that signified an impending vision.
There was a big open area with a lot of people gathered.
Everyone there was infected.
It was in Golden Gate Park.
Everyone was being controlled as if they were puppets.
There were some who were not being controlled.
They didn't have the virus.
They were the ones behind the virus.
Phoebe's instinct was correct. Her and her sisters would be involved in all of this before the end. She had a feeling that this wouldn't be over any time soon.