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.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I wasn't completely sure how to go about this chapter.

charmedfanatic3000: Thank you for your review! Your right, it would be interesting to see the agents' reaction to an angel. I'll make sure to have an interesting reaction in the sequel.

Gothic Spook: Thank you for your review! And yes, there will be a sequel. I have been planning it pretty much right from the start. It won't have anything to do with the virus, but it involves the Bermuda Triangle.

Louie Pastiche: Thank you for your review! I'm glad you like it! Oh, and thank you for clearing that up...about the bounty hunter. I remembered the toxic green stuff from part two of the season premier for season 7 (I think that's the season), but I wasn't sure if the bounty hunter was gone or not. Anyways, thanks again!

A/N: Halliwell clones (i.e. the bounty hunter in the form of one of the Halliwells), once you know that they are clones, that is, it will be indicated using ... (ex. Prue Piper Phoebe)
Oh, and also, incase you haven't figured it our yet, thoughts are indicated using '…'

Chapter 12 – Framed

When Phoebe awoke the next day, she didn't feel any better than she had the night before. If anything, she felt worse.

"If only I could get paid for everything I have to put up with. I'd be a millionaire," Phoebe said. "Then, I wouldn't have to worry about getting a job...not that I'm in a big hurry to get a job...and now...I'm talking to myself...I wonder if I could get off with an insanity plea..." '...thinking in terms of the worst case scenario...then again...getting arrested, while not the best case scenario, wouldn't be the worst possible outcome...there are worse things that could happen.'

Phoebe sighed. She hated times like these...times when it seemed that the only possible outcome was failure...when it would seem there was no hope of winning. She'd dealt with this countless times before and would, no doubt, have to deal with situations like this many times in the future.

She had not lost hope, yet. While her hope was merely hanging by a thread, that could snap at anytime, she still had hope. It was the only thing that kept her going. It was the only thing that kept her from surrendering...giving up...sitting back and letting evil win.

'Unfortunately, I think this is bound to get worse – much worse – before it gets better.' With that thought in mind, she went downstairs ready for anything that may happen.
The agents were sitting around in at the hotel contemplating what they should do next. Then the phone rang. Mulder answered it.

"Hello," he said. After about a minute or so, he said bye and hung up. "That was agent Jackman. He said that there is trouble in China Town."

With that, the four agents got into their car and drove off.
Someone was terrorizing – trashing is more like it – a small store. They got out of their car and went into the store.

When they got a closer look at the culprit, Reyes was shocked and felt almost betrayed. It was Phoebe.

Mulder started to cautiously walk over to Phoebe. "You have the right to remain silent..." but that was as far as he got. Phoebe looked at them with an expression of what looked like pure hate...pure evil. Phoebe then ran out of the store, faster than any normal person could.

Once Phoebe was far enough away, it shape shifted back into its original form, and went back to park. Its work was done, for now.

Meanwhile, back at the store, the four agents made sure that everyone in the store was okay, they talked to the witnesses, and then they went back to their car and drove to their hotel.

Once there, everyone was silent. Reyes had been wrong about Phoebe, or so they thought. Mulder had been right. Now all they had to do was figure out how to go about the arrest. The Halliwells weren't normal average people.

Reyes looked back to her days in New York, when her and Phoebe were roommates. When her and Phoebe were friends...

--FLASHBACK--

"Hey, Phoebs, what's up?" Reyes asked. She could see that Phoebe was visibly upset about something.

"I decided to move back home... You know. I really want to patch things up with Prue. Besides, Piper's been after me for a while...asking me to come back home. I already called her about a week ago." Phoebe hoped that her lie held up. She had never been good at lying. She wasn't sure how well her explanation went, but she could feel herself shaking as she said it.

Reyes looked at her for a little while. She hadn't known Phoebe very long, only for a few months. Still, the two of them had become good friends. She could always tell when something was wrong, and when Phoebe wasn't telling the truth. Normally she chose to ignore what Phoebe said, but this time was different.

"Why are you really going home? You've told me countless times before that you were afraid of going home because of Prue. Now you're trying to tell me that Prue is the soul reason that you're going home? What's the real reason?"

"That is the real reason."

"Look, Phoebe... If this is about the rent, I'll take care of it."

"No. It isn't. I really should go home. I can't avoid Prue forever," Phoebe said, almost too quickly.

Knowing that there was no way she could get the truth out of Phoebe, Reyes sighed and gave up. "Need any help with moving out?"

"Thanks, but I don't really have any packing to do. I can take care of everything."

- A week later -

Reyes sat with Phoebe at the airport while Phoebe waited until she could board the plane. They sat in silence.

When someone came over the loud speaker and announced that the nonstop flight to San Francisco was now boarding, they stood and hugged each other.

"Good luck with the reunion," Reyes said.

"Thanks. Bye." Then, Phoebe left.

--END FLASHBACK--

"Are you okay?" Doggett asked Reyes.

"Yeah. I'm fine," Reyes said as she came back to the present. She just had to accept that Phoebe changed. Something happened since she had said goodbye at the airport.

Reyes didn't know Phoebe anymore. She had to push her friendship aside. That was a thing of the past. Phoebe and Reyes were no longer friends. They were merely cop and criminal...nothing more. Their friendship was a thing of the past.

She knew that the only way that her and her colleagues could put an end to this virus was to arrest the Halliwells.
A/N: Well, there's chapter twelve. I hope you liked it! Also, I am really really really really x infinity sorry for the long wait.