Hi again!  Well, this one was completed on 12/17/94.  It's a lot
like "Blood", but that's what I get for leaving a summary alone and
waiting.  Anyway, I'd like to thank my friends who allowed me to
use their first names and personalities, myself included, and my
teachers who didn't ask to read what I was writing so I could kill
them in this story without them knowing.  :)  The X-Files and it's
characters belong to Chris Carter, Gillian Anderson, David
Duchovny, 1013, and FOX.
**********
No Guilt
by Mystic
**********
  	Eddie Tyler emerged from the Gym sweating.  He and his
friends raced to the nearest water fountain.  Eddie shoved his best
friend Johan away and started to drink.  He took long cold gulps.
The sweet water poured down his throat made him feel so much
better.  Then he turned to his friends.  Johan and Ryan were
gulping Gatorade.
	"Where did you get that?"  Eddie asked, shocked.  Here he
was drinking the school's crappy water and they were drinking a
drink with actual taste.
	"Had you waited five more seconds before trying to drink up
the Atlantic ocean you'd have seen Mr. Vanduser is selling them,
like we did."
	"Jeez, thanks Johan."  Eddie exclaimed sarcastically.  His
body began to tremble.  He felt a chill run down his back.  He went
back to the fountain and drank some more but that made him feel no
better.  He fell to the floor and started to convulse.
	"Oh my God!  Ryan call Mr. Vanduser!"  Johan yelled.  Ryan
ran to the gym and came back out with Mr. Vanduser.  By now there
was a large group of people watching Eddie thrash around on the
floor.
	"Johan hold him down!"  Mr. Vanduser commanded.  Johan
jumped on Eddie's feet and Ryan attempted to restrain his arms.
"Everyone, back up.  Give this kid some room!"  Mr. Vanduser
yelled.  The kids seemed hesitant, but backed away.  Suddenly Eddie
stopped moving.  Mr. nduser reached down and felt Eddie's neck
for a pulse, but it was too late, Eddie was dead.
**********
	Agent Dana Scully sat in her chair as agent Fox Mulder
flicked off the lights.He turned on his slide projector and
clicked to a photo of a young boy.  Brown hair, brown eyes,  five
foot, eight, nine inches tall, normal.
	"Eddie Tyler, seventeen years of age."  Mulder started.
"Quarterback of the football team, B average student, had all the
girls he could ask for."
	"And..."  Scully questioned.  Mulder clicked to the next
picture.  The boy, now, was lying in a body bag.  The zipper was
pulled down revealing only his face.
	"He died yesterday."
	"I can see that Mulder."
	"Ah, but can you see how?"
	"No, it's a picture of a face.  All I can see..."  She
stopped.  "Mulder why are you showing me this?"
	"We are going to Richmond, Virginia to investigate."
	"Why?"
	"I got a call from Mr.X last night.  He told me we had to
autopsy the body before it's gone."
	"Mulder are you going to listen to Mr. X every time he opens
his mouth.  Even Deep Throat, admittedly, lied."
	"I know.  But better safe than sorry."
	"When do we leave?"  Scully asked sighing.
	"If we leave now we can be there by this afternoon."
	"Ok."  They each went home, pacd a bag and left for
Richmond, Virginia.
**********
	As soon as they reached Richmond they went to the morgue.
Mulder sat in another room questioning Johan and Ryan while Scly
preformed the autopsy.
	"Johan what happened?"  Mulder asked.
	"We'd just finished PE.  We were really thirsty and he went
to the water fountain.  We, me and Ryan, got Gatorade.   started
to make fun of him because we had Gatorade and he was drinking the
school water.  He just went into convulsions."
	"Did you ever know Eddie to take drugs?"
	"No!  Eddie thought that taking drugs would take away your
manhood.  He said he didn't want to be fake."
	Mulder called Ryan in and got the same story.  Scully was
standing in the room looking at a toxicological report.  Mulder
walked in and asked her to step out.
	"What did you find?"  He asked when she removed the face
mask.
	"The kid OD'd."
	"On what?"
	"A stimulant."
	"Why?"
	"Eddie went into cardiac arrest.  He probably took a
stimulant, it made his heart race and he must have taken too much
and died."
	"What is the stimulant?"
	"Unidentifiable."
	"Meaning?"
	"Exactly what I said.  They can't identify it.  I looked at
the chemical formula and I can't identify it."
	"Does it resemble anything you do know about?"  Scully was
about to tell him it resembled a tree when two men walked up to
them.
	"Mr. Mulder, Ms. Scully, we have been told you cannot see
this."  One of them said.  They both looked at Mulder and Scully
sternly.  The one not speaking took the toxicological report from
Scully's hands before she could protest.
	"Why?"  Mulder asked.
	"We cannot answer that.  If you say what you saw we will
deny everything."
	"So what else is new."  Mulder muttered.  The man's silent
partner whispered something in his ear.
	"That will be a"
	"No.  We were here first investigating this and we have the
right to keep going."  Mulder said.
	"Mr. Mulder, your rights are with the X-Files, this isn't
one of them.  Ms. Scully you said the boy OD'd."
	"Yes."
	"On what?"
	"You have the report, maybe you could enlighten me."
	"You don't have any copies of the substance?"
	"No time."  She lied.
	"Very well then."  The men walked down the hall.  Mulder
looked at Scully who pulled a paper out of her pocket.
	"Is that the substance?"
	"Yep."  He smiled at her.
	'How did you know?"
	"There had to be some reason as to why Mr.X sent us here."
	"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted, what
does it look like?"
	"Well I had the computer scan for similarities."
	"And..."
	"The closest thing is PCP."
	"How close?"
	"Well it has the ingredients for the racing heart,
heightened aggression, and slight delusion, but it haother
chemicals attached that we were unable to identify."
	"Where do you think it came from?"
	"I don't know, but I want to see the school."
	"Why?"
	"Maybe who ever is selling it sells it in the school."
	"Let's go."
**********
	KILL HIM.  DO IT.  FULFILL YOUR FANTASY. NOW.  The messages
went on over and over in Gary Chambers mind.  He didn't know where
it was coming from but he knew that if he didn't listen to it, it
would kill him.  Fifth period, Mr. Landers.  God could this guy get
on your nerves.  KILL HIM NOW.  Gary grew tense.  He sat quietly in
the front of the auditorium.  DO IT.  NO GUILT.  Mr. Lander's was
calling out test grades.
	"Sammy, C.  Jorge, A.  Mary, C.  Kathy, B..."  What an
annoying voice!  This guy is better off dead.  FULFILL YOUR
FANTASY.  Gary gripped the knife in his pocket.  NOW.  He felt
himself sweating.  Yaritza Perez reached over and touched his
shoulder, he jumped.
	"Gary, you ok?"
	"Fine."  He turned his attention back to Mr. Landers.  KILL
HIM.  Gary removed the desk from his lap and folded it back to the
side of the chair.  DO IT.
	"Micheal, D.  Study harder guys."  Mr. Landers stopped
there.  Gary hadn't heard his name.  KILL HIM.  If you didn't hear
your name that meant you got an F.  Gary couldn't get an F.  He
stood up, gripping the knife in his pocket tighter.  DO IT.  He
walked up to Mr. Landers desk slowly.
	"Mr. Landers?"
	"Yes."  KILL HIM.
	"Why did I get an F?"
	"Well I believe your mind just wasn't on your work."  DO IT.
	"I didn't deserve an F."
	"I'm sorry but you'll just have to study hard..."  Gary took
the knife out of his pocket and jumped on Mr. Landers bringing it
down as hard as he could.
**********
	Mulder and Scully pulled up to the school behind an
ambulance.  They got out of the car and a police officer told them
they had to stay back.  They showed their badges and the cop
immediately let them through.  In a cop car a boy, no older than
seventeen was sitting in handcuffs.  In the ambulance there was a
man being strapped down into a bed.  Mulder and Scully approached
an officer and showed their badges to him.
	"What happened?"  Mulder asked
	"This kid went nuts and stabbed his teacher."
	"Who's the kid?"
	"Gary Chambers, a seventeen year old junior."
	"Previous record of violent aggressive behavior?"
	"He doesn't have a police record if that's what you're
asking."
	"Can I get a blood sample from Gary?"  Scully asked.
	"Why?"
	"I believe he may be intoxicated."  Scully answered.
	"Sure, the medics will help you."  Scully walked over to the
ambulance that was still there and asked for a blood sample of
Gary.  One of the medics gave her a needle and gloves.  Apparently
they hadn't done one.  She walked over to the police car and opened
the door.
	"Gary I'm going to take a blood sample from your arm, ok?"
Hgrunted.  "I guess that's a yes."  She took his arm and drew
blood.  Gary didn't even wince.  She pulled the needle out and
covered it.  "Gary did you feel that?"  He grunted again.  KILL HER
flashed in his mind, NOW.  He jumped out at her.  She jumped back
and fell on the floor.  He fell on top of her.  Two cops pulled him
off of her and locked him back in the cop car.  Mulder helped her
up.
	"What was that?"  He asked.
	"I took blood and he jumped on me."
	"I know that boys reach their sexual peak at that age,
but..."  Scully rolled her eyes and fixed her hair.  They then went
into the school.  As they went in the bell for dismissal rang.  The
kids pushed their way angrily through the hall.  A boy slammed
Mulder hard in the arm and cursed at him for being in the way.
	Mulder and Scully made their way to the main office and
asked to see the principal.  He was a tall, quiet man, Mr. Snider.
	"Does this have anything to do with the chaos outside?"  He
asked the as they sat down in his office.
	"The kids in the hall or the stabbing outside?"  Mulder
asked.  He meant it seriously, but Scully and Mr. Snider smirked.
	"Are you investigating the stabbing?"
	"Yes.  We want to know if you know anything about a PCP like
substance being sold or distributed in the school?"  Scully asked.
	"No, and if I did I would not allow it."
	"We would like to conduct an investigation."  Mulder said.
	"On one condition."
	"What?"  They asked simultaneously.
	"That it be undercover."
**********
	"Mulder I'm not doing it!"  Scully told him.  They had
rented two adjoining rooms at a local motel.  Mulder suggested to
Scully, in Mr. Sniders office, that one of them go in undercover as
a substitute teacher but she refused to do it.  She sat on his bed,
arms crossed on her chest.
	"Why not?"
	"I like kids Mulder, but those are animals."
	"They're teenagers."
	"Under-the-influence teenagers.  I had the blood examined,
that boy had the same substance as in Eddie Tyler.  You can go in.
Anyway, you look more like a teacher than I do."
	"Scully..."  He started.  "Look we'll ip a coin on it."
She nodded and he took a quarter out of his pocket.  She opened her
mouth in protest and he said,  "It's not double sided."  Then to
satisfy her doubt he showed her both sides of the coin.  "Call it."
He flipped the coin in the air.
	"Heads."  Scully said unenthusiastically.  It fell to the
floor and she looked at it.  "Damn."  She murmured.
	"Tails."  Mulder said smiling.  She took the quarter and
pocketed it.  "Hey!"  Mulder protested.
	"Is for horses."  It was a stupid joke but he smiled.  "I'll
need this to call you at lunch tomorrow to talk to you about what I
find."  She said walking through the doors connecting the rooms.
	"Good night."  Mulder yelled as she shut her door.
	"Shut up!"  She yelled back.  He laughed and went to take a
shower.  Scully changed clothing and went to bed.  She was too
tired to take a bath now.
	In the morning she did shower.  She banged on the connecting
door waking Mulder up.
	"It's five thirty in the morning.  You'd better be choking
to death."  He said opening the door.
	"Nope.  If I have to suffer, so do you."  She smirked and
closed the door in his face.
	Standing in front of her closet it suddenly occurred to her,
'What the hell do substitute teachers wear?'.  After ten minutes of
looking at her clothing she figured dressing to blend in would be
the best thing to do.  A pair of blue jeans, a red button up shirt
and her hair pulled up in a ponytail.
	Scully entered the science classroom.  She looked at the
papers that had been handed to her in the office by the science
teacher.  There were assignments of pages and numbers.  She wrote
the day's assignment on the board and stepped out of the classroom
to use the bathroom.  While in the bathroom the bell rang.
	"Great, *I'll* be late!"  She sighed walking to room.  She
walked into a full class.  This teacher had a boring first period.
They did the assignment quietly, handing it in at the bell.  When
the second period was all in she looked at them.  One said,
	"Hello!  That's a sub?!  Mr. Faine ought to take vacations
more often!"  A student raised her hand and Scully acknowledged
her.
	"You need to turn on the television.  The announcements are
on at the beginning of second period every day."  The girl told
her.  Scully went and turned on the television.  Two students were
sitting side by side talking about the school sports as if this
were a newscast.  Some students watched, others talked.  After the
announcements were over Scully noticed that the students were all
conversating.
	"You all do know that this work is to be handed in at the
end of the week?"  Scully asked catching their attention.
	"We've all done it."  A girl said in the front.  She glanced
up.  Her brown eyes meeting Scully's.
	"Oh God, the spook has spoken."  A boy, Alex, exclaimed from
the back.  The girl smirked and turned back to her book.
	"If you're all done then pass it up."  Scully said testing
them.  After a large rustle of paper there were stacks at the front
desks.  Scully looked at the children in amazement.  "How did you
know?"
	"Mr. Faine tells us on Friday so we all do it over the
weekend to have a free week."  Another girl in the front, Vanessa,
said.
	"Ms. Scully do you think we could have a conversation with
the whole class?"  The brown eyed girl, Michelle, asked.  A few
kids agreed.
	"I don't see why not.  About what?"  Scully asked.
	"Do you think the government is hiding information from us?"
Michelle asked.  Scully heard a few, 'Uh-Oh's'.  Someone said, "The
sub's in for it."  Scully looked Michelle who was sitting there
with a sly-fox grin, and thought to herself, 'This is going to be a
long week.'
**********
	"Where would you get that idea?"
	"Oh, I don't know."
	"I think they keep information from us, but only for our
benefit."
	"So is it true that they are hiding evidence of UFO's?"
There were a few more,  'Uh-Oh's' and grins started to form on the
mouths of amused students.  Scully couldn't hold it in, she
laughed.
	"You should talk to my part... my friend Mulder. He's always
talking about those kinds of conspiracies."
	"Mulder?"  Michelle questioned.
	"Yes."
	"What a screwed up first name."  Alex said.
	"It's his last, he doesn't like to be called Fox."
	"What a screwed up first name!"  Alex repeated.  Scully felt
her ears grow hot, insulting Mulder was not something she liked
hearing.
	"Fox Mulder."  Michelle said wondering.
	"What do you want to be when you grow up?"  Scully asked
Michelle.
	"FBI."
	"Spooky Anderson wants to be FBI."  Alex chuckled.
	"Alex... apparently someone put a gag in your mouth becau
you're speaking out your a..."
	"Michelle!"  Scully said before she could finish the
sentence.  Alex looked mad.  Michelle, seriously, looked back at
her book.
	"So shoulde trust them?"  Michelle asked without looked up
from her book.
	"Excuse me?"  Scully stammered.
	"The government."  Michelle stated.  Scully thought, 'Dear
God it's a mini-Mulder!'.
	"I don't."  Scully finally said.  They discussed nudity in
movies after that.  At the end of class Michelle threw a note on
the table in front of Scully.
 
		'I know who you a Dana Scully.  I know Fox Mulder.
	If you are here investigating please get out while you still
	can.
	Michelle'
 
	Dana looked up to catch Michelle leaving but she was gone.
She couldn't leave the classroom to catch her because who would
watch the kids?
	"Mulder where are you when I need you?"  She murmured.  The
rest of the morning was boring for her.  At lunch she met up with
Mulder in the classroom.  He locked the door behind himself.
	"How has your day been?"  He asked her.
	"Boring."  She sighed.
	"Anything?"
	"Nothing."
	"Well I've been talking to the teachers and they seem to
notice the kids have been tense and aggressive for the last month."
	"All of them?"
	"No.  They say it's a handful invery class."
	"Get the names and see what each of these kids have in
common."	
	"PE."  The answer came as a shock to her.  She hadn't
expected him to have done it already.
	"Meaning?"
	"I don't know for sure.  I want to ask the kids some
questions."
	Why?"
	"See if they know anything about some new steroid being sold
in the school."
	"Ok."  She put her armdown on the desk.  Mulder was
sitting in a school desk.  He looked ridiculous.  He was sitting in
the first desk in the third row.
	The same seat as the mini-Mulder.
	"What?"  He asked.
	"Michelle."  She said.  She looked in her purse and found
the note.  She threw it at him.  He read it and looked at her.
	"What does it mean?"
	"I don't know, I was hoping you could tell me."
	"Who is she?"
	"Michelle Anderson.  A kid in my second period class.
Mulder, she started a strange conversation..."
	"On what?"
	"The government.  Whether or not they were with holding
information from us."
	"You think she knows?"
	"She can't, she's just a student."  The bell rang for fifth
period and Mulder got up.
	"See you later."  He said walking out the door.
	After school Mulder went back up to the classroom.  Scully
was erasing the board.  Mulder told her,
	"Michelle is newly transferred from D.C.  She's only been
here for a month.  Her father used to work for the FBI, he was one
of the heads, he knew all the agents.  I didn't get a name for him,
it was classified."
	"That explains why she knows us, why she started the
conversation, and why she's so quiet."
	"Yep."
	"Too curious a child."  They walked out of the classroom and
went down the hall.  Scully stopped at a water fountain and took a
long drink.
	"Hey Dana, the Navy won't exist if you don't stop."  She
almost spit out the water when he said that.  She looked up at him
and nodded her head to the right signaling to go.  They started to
walk to the office.  They were going to tell Mr. Snider they would
be there the next day.  Mulder went to tell him while Scully sat in
the office.  A boy sat at a television playing back the recording
of the morning announcements.  Scully closed her eyes and opened
them.  What she saw on the screen shocked her.
	KILL HIM.  She blinked.  DO IT.  She rubbed her eyes.  NOW.
What the hell was going on here?  She jumped up and turned off the
tape.  She took it out of the VCR, shocking the boy who had been
watching it.  He wasn't in any of her classes.
	"Evidence."  She told him.  Mulder walked out of Mr. Sniders
office and over to her.
	"Ok, let's go."  She gave him the tape.  "What's this?"
	"A tape."  She said still confused.
	"Scully, of what?"
	"We have to watch it at the motel."
	"Why?"
	"To be sure I'm n hallucinating."  He looked at her
confused face and shrugged.
**********
	They watched the tape in his room.  She lay on his bed
staring at the ceiling.  He himself had gone through the tape three
times and hadn't seen anything.  She even watched the tape with him
once and didn't see anything.
	"Mulder it was there."
	"There's nothing on the screen."
	"But it was there!"
	"Scully I believe you.  Whatever was on this tape was either
sent through the school or..."
	"What?"
	"Somehow this drug makes you see the message, but you never
took any drugs?"
	"No.  I stayed in the classroom all day.  Well, except for
the two times I went to the bathroom."
	"The bathroom?"  His eyebrows rose.
	"There's no way I could have been injected with anything.  I
would have felt it Mulder."
	"Maybe..."
	"No, there's no way!"  She had only gone to the bathroom
twice and both times they were empty.
	"Those are the only two ways that you could have seen the
message."
	"I guess this means we'll have to look harder tomorrow."
	"Yes.  If they can inject you with drugs..."  Scully mumbled
something about never being injected,"...without you knowing we
definitely have to look harder."  Scully took the tape out of the
VCR and started to pull out the film.  She looked through the
frames and found the message KILL HIM on one of them.
	"Mulder!"  He went over to her and took the film.  "Look
it's right there."  She pointed to t message.  There was nothing
there except a black frame.
	"I'm sorry Scully, I don't see it."  She grunted and walked
to her door.
	"Good night."  She said closing her door.
********
	The next day first period and second period stayed quiet
except for Vanessa who was yelling on and on about her third period
teacher ruining her grade point average.
	"Ms. Scully can I get a drink of water?"  Vanessa asked her
after talking non-stop for thirty minutes to Michelle.
	"Sure."  Vanessa went out of the classroom and didn't come
back for four minutes.  "Vanessa the fountain is around the corner.
What did you do, get lost?"  Scully asked her.  She laughed and
answered,
	"No, it's just kind of hot."  Scully had never noticed
before, but it was kind of warm in the school.  The bell rang for
third period.  Vanessa rushed down to the portables, 'Wouldn't want
to be late for Mr. Clarke' she thought sarcastically.  She sat down
and he started by giving a quiz.
	"Mr. Clarke you can't do this, you didn't tell us about
this."  Vanessa told him.
	"I don't have to tell you, you should study every night."
He told her, smiling.
	She failed.  Then she saw the message.  KILL HIM.  Where did
it come from?  NOW.  She blinked.  DO IT.  She shook her head and
started copying the notes that he was putting on the board.  When
class was over she went to his desk.
	"Mr. Clarke?"
	"Yes?"  KILL HIM. She blinked.
	"Are we going to have quiz tomorrow?"
	"Maybe."  DO IT.  She looked on his desk, scissors.
	"I need to know.  If I have to study I can plan
accordingly."
	"Well you'll just have to prioritize."  NOW.  She grabbed
the scissors and jumped on him.
**********
	Vanessa sat nervously at the Richmond police station.  A man
walked in, behind him Ms. Scully.
	"What are you doing here?"  Vanessa asked confused.
	"Vanessa I'm agent Dana Scully of the FBI, this is my
partner agent Mulder."
	"Vanessa what prompted you to kill Mr. Clarke?"   Mulder
asked.
	"The messages."  She wiped a tear from her eye.
	"What messages?"  Scully asked.
	"Kill him, do it, now."
	"Where did the messages come from Vanessa, who's sending
them?"  Mulder asked.
	"I don't know."
	"Vanessa have you taken or been injected with any drugs
lately?"
	"No!  I don't take drugs!"
	"Thank you Vanessa."  Mulder and Scully got up and walked
out of the room.  They went into another room.
	"What the hell is going on here Mulder?"
	"Somehow, the people in the school are taking drugs without
their knowing."
	"These drugs, why?"
	"To make them see, to subdue to the subliminal messages
being sent on the school screen."
	"But Mulder psychologists have said that you can't make a
passive person kill, even with subliminal messages."
	"These drugs heighten aggression, heart rate and adrenaline.
Maybe the unidentifiable ingredients are the ones that make you see
the messages."
	"But who sends the messages?"  She got him there.
	"I don't know."
	"Tomorrow you go have a talk with Mr. Snider about any
mysterious people tampering with anything in the school.  I'll stay
with the class one more day."
	"Ok."
**********
	Mulder had a talk with Snider but he didn't, or wouldn't
tell about anything suspicious.  Scully had another boring day.
The school was showing something called, 'Prime Time'.  Scully
didn't see any messages the first time.  Neither the second.  When
the bell rang for third period she caught Michelle by the arm.
	"You gave me a note the other day what did it mean?"
	"The school, it's just so weird."  She escaped from Scully's
grip and ran off.  Scully noticed Michelle had left her book.  She
picked it up and put it in a drawer.  Scully went out and got a
drink of water.  When she came back in the room 'Prime Time' had
started for the third time.  Scully looked at the screen.
KILL NOW.
NO GUILT.
DO IT.
	She looked away from the screen and down at her desk.  She
the got up and turned off the television.  A few kids moaned in
protest.  Scully walked out of the classroom with a cup.  She went
to the fountain, pressed the button.  The water poured into the
cup.  She put it to her lips to drink.  It was so sweet.  She spit
it out.
	"The water!"  She shrieked.
	She went back into the classroom and grabbed an electron
microscope off a shelf and plugged it in.  Some of the kids looked
up at her confused but figured she was crazy and kept on working.
Within the water there were small black particles, the drug.  She
buzzed down to the office and told them to send someone down to
relieve her of sub duty.  She ran down to the office, Mr. Sniders
office and looked at Mulder who was sitting there watching 'Prime
Time'.
	"The water is contaminated with the drug.  That's how they
do it."  She said.  He opened his eyes wide in amazement.
	"How do you figure that?"
	"Mulder I watched that thing on TV, with no problem, twice.
I went out to get some water and then I saw the messages.  I looked
at the water in a microscope and the drug was in there Mulder."
Mr. Snider stood up.
	"I'm turning off the water."  He told them.  They nodded in
approval.
	After school they went to the classroom ansat in silence.
Scully looked in her drawer for her purse and saw the book Michelle
had been reading.  It was a huge hardcover and it had a school
cover on it.  She opened to the first page.  'To pass the test for
the FBI academy...'  Scully ripped off the book cover.  It was an
FBI handbook.  One that could only be obtained through the FBI.
	"Oh my God!"  She exclaimed.
	"What?"  Mulder asked.
	"Michelle's an undercover."  She showed him the book.
Mulder and Scully began to search the halls.  "She could still be
here."  Mulder had told her.  Scully heard footsteps on the stairs.
	"Mulder!"  She yelled.  He turned and followed her.
"Michelle!"  She yelled when she spotted her.  Michelle made a mad
dash around a corner and up the stairs.  They followed.  Scully
flicked a finger signaling to Mulder to go around the hall.  Scully
went around the other end and Michelle turned a corner and looked
at Scully.  Both had their guns drawn.
	"Michelle we want to talk to you."  Scully said.
	"No kidding."  Michelle said sarcastically.  "Put the gun
dow"
	"I can't."
	"Oh well, sorry."  Michelle was about to pull the trigger
when Mulder jumped out at her from the side. ichelle shot a hole
through the roof.  Mulder whacked the gun out of Michelle's hand
and slammed her on a wall of lockers.
	"Ow!"  She yelled.
	"Who are you?"  Mulder asked.
Pee Wee Herman."  He slammed her against the lockers again.
She winced in pain.
	"Who do you work for?"
	"Big Bird"  He slammed her again.  Scully put her gun to
Michelle's head.  Scully had drunk the drugs and seen the messages,
she was definitely capable of murder.
	"Who are you?"  She asked lowly.
	"Allison Murdane."
	"Who do you work for?"
	"The government."
	"Which part."
	"The evil part."
	"What are you doing?"
	"Monitoring the project."
	"Which one."
	"No Guilt."
	"What is it for?"
	"It's an experiment on a drug.  They have to see if the kids
will kill without a conscience, without guilt."
	"And if it works?"
	"If it works then they will begin to use it on our soldiers
so that when they go to war they are able to kill twice as many.
With no guilt."
	"What happened to the sleep depravation experiments?"
Mulder asked.
	"You saw the results."  Mulder let her go.  She ran down the
hall and down the stairs.  When she got to the bottom they heard a
gun shot.  They went down the stairs and found Michelle/Allison
lying with a bullet in her head.  Mulder ran outside and looked
around, no one.  	
	"Scully let's go home."
	"But Mulder, the water, the tapes, the evidence?"
	"It will be gone by now."
	"What do you mean?"
	"I went to the motel this morning, they took the
toxicological report.  They probably cleaned out the water all this
time, since it was shut down.  The tapes are no good without the
drugs, and either way the tapes have probably been taken."
	"The water?"  Scully ran up to the science room.  The cup
was gone, so was Allison's book.  "Mulder what about what she just
said?"
	"They'll deny it Scully."
	"Then we have nothing?"  She asked sadly.
	"We have nothing."
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Suck's, don't it? (The ending, not the story.) I was kind of hoping
that it would have that open-ended X-File feel. Was I successful? Did
you like it? Can you guess who I was?
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