A/n: I'm finally done with school and my goal for this summer/year is to finish all of my long in progress stories,this will leave time to focus on the ones I've just started like this story, once I'm done with my older stories. I will try to update this weekly,but my priority right now is my older standing stories, enjoy the new chapter.

-Pessi Rom

Thanks to: mrsphan and Jasper303 for reviewing the last chapter , I appreciate your reviews and interest,I hope you enjoy the new chapter.

Chapter Three: Who's Fault is it, then?

Olivia walked with Peter, through the local Scottsburg hospital, where James Sterling was taken. Walter had been taken back to the lab and he and Astrid were working on analyzing the small sample of the strange rock,that Walter had taken from the scene. They approached the room, standing in the doorway, and saw a middle aged women standing next to the hospital bed, she was trying to talk to James ,but he had his back turned to her, Olivia deducted that he was the young boys mother , before they entered the room, James' Doctor approached them.

"May I help you?" The doctor asked .

"Olivia Dunham FBI ,and this is my associate Peter Bishop,how is James condition, would it be possible to talk to him?" Olivia asked.

'' You can talk to him,but,please try not to overexcite him, we don't know what effect stress will have on whatever is causing his condition'' The doctor said.

They walked into the hospital room too see a scared looking young boy with gauze wrapped around his hands and feet. His mother walked over to them.

"Hi, Mrs. Sterling, I"m agent Olivia Dunham,from the FBI, I need to ask your son some questions."Olivia said.

"FBI? What does the FBI have to do with what happened to my son?" Mrs . Sterling asked confused.

"Lets, just say, we specialize in special cases like this." Peter said.

"Do you mind, if I talk to him alone?" Olivia asked.

"I..I don't know..." Mrs . Sterling said, looking reluctantly at her son then back to Olivia.

" In order to help him, we have to know what happened,he may be more inclined to talk if you left the room." Peter explained as nicely as he could.

"Ok..." Mrs . Sterling said leaving the room to call her husband. Olivia walked over to the hospital bed, while Peter stood back to give them some space.

''Hi James, I'm agent Olivia Dunham, can you tell me what happened?'' Olivia asked speaking gently to the boy.

''I don't want to talk about it.'' James said turning away from her trying to hide his tears.

'' I know your scared, but we need to know what happened out there, so we can stop whats happening to you.'' Olivia explained.

''It was all my fault, he didn't even want to come,I should have listened...he's dead isn't he.'' James said more tears falling down his face.

"Who?" Olivia asked ,but she was pretty sure he was referring to the unidentified young boy found at the scene.

"Carter Lewis...my best friend." James said. Olivia made a mental note of the name so that they could notify his family.

'' I'm sorry...we need to know what happened ,so nobody else gets hurt, you can trust me.''Olivia said giving him a reassuring smile.

''If I tell you what happened ,I'll get in trouble, everyone will hate me.'' James said.

"Why do you think that,James." Olivia asked trying to understand the young boy.

"Because, it's all my fault, we were there because of me...and now Carter is gone." James said letting a lone tear escape.

"Even if that were true, I'm sure Carter wouldn't want what happened to him, to happen to his best friend." Olivia said.

"I'll tell you what happened, only if you don't tell my Mom." James said clearly still feeling scared and guilty.

"Let me tell you something kid,no matter what you do,mom's will always care more about losing you, no misdeed will change that." Peter said stepping in.

"O..ok." James said sighing.

"Why don't you start from the beginning." Olivia said. She though about how Peter was able to get James to talk, she had a feeling he was speaking from personal experience, having basically been raised by his mother.

So James recounted the story from the beginning, starting with his convincing of Carter, to skip school that day, to when he spotted the strange object, a few feet away from them. He ended with his curiosity about finding out what it was, by poking it with the stick he found.

"Some gas or something started coming out of the rock,I didn't see it at first until Carter started yelling at me about it, but...but I couldn't move my hands or legs and when I turned around...I saw Carter...he was covered in that rock stuff, and that's when I saw that skeleton in the rock." James explained.

"So, you see it's all my fault, if I didn't make Carter skip school, he wouldn't be dead and I wouldn't... be , like this." James said clearly distraught.

"It's not your fault James." Olivia said placing her hand on the non-rock covered part on his arm.

"Then , whose fault is it?" James said looking pleadingly into Olivia's eyes.

"That's, what we're going to find out." Olivia said determination in her voice.

A/n: Sorry it's kinda of short, but I promise to try to make the next chapter longer, I will update this again, once of updated, some of my other stories,construct criticism/suggestions/reviews are greatly appreciated, thanks again for reading.