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Sep 9, 1994, 8:25:03 AM9/9/94
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"Dr. Jay...What are y... I mean, how did you get here?"

Think of me as a bioethic policeman---Experimentation on intelligent life
forms is expressly forbidden and those who choose to disobey are severely
punished. We were very pleased with your performance in this matter and
yours as well Dr. Scully. Perhaps we shall meet again under more pleasant
circumstances, Fox."

"How did you know my name and who are w.....e?"

They both looked up to find that the little man had disappeared into the
darkness.

"Dana, did you see him?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I saw him."

"Good, I was beginning to think he was a figment of my imagination."

She and Frohike helped him to his feet.

"What happened to you?"

"Asthma."

"You never told me you had asthma---"

"I don't.... usually, at least not since I was ten. I'm just violently
allergic to shellfish."

"The lab was destroyed," she said with infinite satisfaction...."and
hopefully, the research with it."

"Somehow, I've got the feeling that Doc had something to do with that."

"It's ironic."

"What?"

"The same substance that killed all those people....saved your life. Are
you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I'll be fine with a little food and a real long nap."

They arrived at her apartment late, turned on the lights and found a large
thermos placed in the middle of her dining room table with a note
attached. "Fox, drink this tea.....I guarantee you'll feel much better,
Doc."

"Wonder how he knew I'd come here?"

"Lucky guess," she said with one eyebrow raised. She went into the
bathroom and turned on the tap. He heard the water running as he sat down
at the table and guzzled a cup full of the amber liquid. It's
rejuvenating qualities were incredible.

"Hey Scully," he shouted, "think you can get this tea analyzed? I feel
like I could run a marathon."

"Mulder, " she yelled back, "Come here."

He walked into the bathroom.

"What's the matter?"

"You *STINK*."

A huge splash resounded throughout the apartment as the faint sound of
laughter echoed off the walls and hung in the air.

Somewhere in time, Rose Bellmen smiled in approval.........

When living leaves my pride bruised up
I'm fragile as a feather
The storms of life just won't let up
You're like a change in weather
When dust settles on my dreams
You wash them clean
Like a warm spring rain
On the roof above
The way you call my name
When we make love
While the world outside my window
Goes insane
You're here to remind me
A few good things remain
Kathy Matea---

FINE


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