Chapter Fourteen
Scully sat quietly on a rolling chair, sipping hot coffee numbly as she stared distantly at the wall in front of her. She couldn't believe this had happened. She was trusted to take care of the girl, and now she was gone. She'd been taken. She cursed herself for running out to find the "bad guys"; instead, she should have stayed with Kayla, if she had just done that, she'd still be here.
Scully knew the police were looking for clues around the station, she knew there was already road blocks and BPA's put out on unlicensed police vehicles, but it didn't matter. Whether they found Kayla or not, she blamed herself for her disappearance. She'd never be able to forgive herself. She lost her own neice.
Mulder approached her just then. He breathed out.
"There's no sign of them, Scully, and there's no evidence here to give any clues as to where they may have taken her." He cleared his throat. "But I say if we go back to that abandoned warehouse, you know the one that used to be Marzulli's, I think we'd have better luck." Scully simply shook her head.
"Mulder, there is nothing there. It was all a hoax, it must have been a fake address or something. The place was abandoned." She pointed out. Mulder shrugged.
"Yeah, but think about it. What if that place is where the lab used to be. I mean, come on, they must have had a physical lab at some point. Where else would they have frozen Melissa's eggs and implanted them into Janette? I think if we go there, we might find some answers." He replied. Scully sighed, grabbed her coat and followed him, telling the officer in charge to phone her if they found anything.
But Mulder was right. It wasn't as though they were finding anything here. It was a dead end. Whoever planned this cleaned up their tracks well. Maybe they would have better luck at the old warehouse on King Street.
As they drove, Scully tried to push away all the possibilities of where Kayla could be, or who she could be with. Mulder's theory was insane, but even that possibility was running through her mind. What if whoever injected Janette was directly responsible for Kayla's episodes, and what if Kayla's episodes really could see the future, and what if those same people knew what she could do, if it were all true? Scully closed her eyes, ignoring the part about extra-terrestrial life. That part was nuts.
They arrived at the old warehouse and parked the car. Mulder motioned for her to pull her gun out and Scully did, albeit begrudgingly. She felt like they were going to hit another dead end. They would enter the warehouse and there would be nothing but rats and mold. She needed to find Kayla - she doubted this warehouse would do anything to help her.
Mulder kicked the front door down, after two tries, and they entered the dark building. Scully strained to see anything, the windows were all taped black, but soon, the room lit up as Mulder had found the electrical switch.
"That's better." He said with a witty smile. Scully rolled her eyes and followed after him.
Well, she thought, chalk one up for Mulder. This place was clearly a lab once upon a time. Bunson burners and beakers and test tubes were thrown all over the place. It was clear someone had ransacked this lab, trying to clear out in a hurry. Scully felt a little more optimistic. Cleaning up in a hurry meant they may have left something behind.
They split up and looked for clues. Scully wasn't sure what she was really looking for. Anything with the name Scully, or Reynolds on it, she supposed, but it didn't seem as though anything had names on it.
Then she found a file folder on one of the desks. It had been burned, the papers were blackened and crumbling, but she recognized the name on the side. "Scully." Scully picked up the folder and opened it, only to find a photograph of her sister fall into her hands. Everything else was too burnt to make out, but she held the photograph up, letting herself be pulled into her grief, as she thought of her sister, and what she would do if she were here today.
"Hey Scully, you'd better come take a look at this." Mulder called all of a sudden. Scully shook herself out of it, and put the photograph in her coat pocket. She ran over to where Mulder was standing, and stopped when she realized what he was holding.
It was a vile of green serum.
"My guess is this is the stuff they injected Janette with, the stuff that somehow ended up in Kayla. I think this is the stuff responsible for that chromosome stuff you found in Kayla's blood." Mulder explained. Scully nodded, as Mulder pocketed it for later testing. Whoever these people were, they didn't do a very good job of cleaning up their tracks.
Moments later, Scully came across an address book of sorts. Jackpot, she thought, as she began leafing through the pages. Maybe there would be something in here that would lead them straight to Kayla.
Bingo.
The words Safe House were scrawled under the 'S' category of the phonebook, and there were two astericks beside it. 153 Welland Park Drive, Apt 633.
"Mulder!" She called, and pointed it out to him when he ran over. He looked up with the same hopeful feeling she felt.
"I think we should take a drive over there." Mulder said, and grabbing the phonebook, he and Scully jogged out of the warehouse.
Meanwhile, at 153 Welland Park Drive, Apt. 633, three men huddled over one laptop and argued over what they were seeing.
"You ain't doin' it right, man, I'm tellin' ya."
"Listen to me, pal, I been doin' this way longer than you have, okay? So cool it!"
"Just shut up, alright, boss won't be giddy 'bout us fightin' over somethin' so important." The second guy turned to make sure everything was still hooked up properly. He checked the wires for the third time, but the girl was wired up properly, as far as he could tell. She was out cold, just like she was supposed to be, but she was shaking pretty violently. That was why they weren't sure if they were doing it right. It was a little frightening.
The first man, named Skolski jumped out of the computer and approached Kayla, grabbing a tight hold of her hand.
"Look you idiot! You don't have the IV stuck up far enough, that's yer problem!" Skolski took the tube that was taped over Kayla's hand, and untaped it, shoving the small needle further into her vein, strapping it back into place with a new strip of tape. "That's how he told us to do it, remember?"
The man called Muffs shook his head angrily.
"If you keep pullin' it in and out, it ain't gonna do nothin'!" He took a glance at the green liquid pumping out of a canister, flowing smoothly through the IV tube and into Kayla's body. "You gotta get this stuff in quickly and without interruption. That's what makes her powers so much more incredible. That's what they want." He said, checking the gauge on the canister.
The third guy, Bender, breathed out, pressing his fingers to his temples. He couldn't even look at Kayla. The poor kid was out cold but the way she was shaking like that, well, he didn't like it, and he had no problems saying it.
"Man, I hate this. This is nothing like what I signed up for." He said, nervously biting away at his fingernails. Skolski scoffed.
"Hey man, we do what we're told, alright?" He asked. Bender shook his head.
"Yeah, but what are we gonna do with the kid? I mean, after we extract whatever powers she supposedly has?" He asked. Skolski shook his head.
"You growin' soft, man? Besides, it don't matter. The boss said the kid won't survive anyway." He explained.
"Look, we just need to extract this power from the kid, and then they'll leave us alone, alright?" Muff added, checking the gauge once again. Bender breathed out.
"Man, this was supposed to be experimental! They didn't tell us 16 years ago that they'd have us come back 16 years later and kidnap a kid, and now kill her!" He said, gripping his hair tightly.
"Well we didn't exactly expect it to work either, did we?" Skolski asked. "We never would have even known about it. But they just figured it out. I mean it took them this long too, but now that they know, they want it. I mean they're the ones who invented the serum. All we did was stick it in that chick. We knew nothing about it, but they must have thought somethin' was gonna happen."
Bender breathed out, and stole a glance at the girl again. He turned away, feeling his heart hammering against his chest. He didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit.
