From amartin10@juno.com Mon May 19 05:57:45 1997
Subject: Mystic Fish 1/1 by Ann Martin
From: amartin10@juno.com (Ann M Martin)
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Spoilers: Gethsemane, obviously.

Summary: Mulder's fish watch as events unfold.


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The  door opened, letting a flood of light in.  Swimming through a small
stone castle, Mulder's fish swam in the eerie glow of a blue darklight.

"Take him back to the center," a loud, deep voice called.

The fish watched as crate after crate was brought in to the apartment,
unloaded. Assembling something, something the fish could barely make out
in the night, but it stirred. They drizzled something over the seats of
the sofa, laid down a large bag.

"What should we do with the rest of this junk?"

"stick it in the furnace...."

"And Mulder?"

"Like I said, take him back. To where Fenig is, but be sure to keep them
apart. Remember why we had to fake Fenig's death in the first place. I'd
hate to see that happen again."

The men all left. Moments later, one stepped back in through the door. He
sent a slug right through the facial membrane of the hybrid celled clone
waiting on the couch. Waiting for the lies to end.

The fish went back to their humble routine.
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Just a theory. THE END.

Ann Martin     QUESTIE, X-Phile, Cary Elwes Fan (atic?)
"If I were creating a show based on my life, it would be very different.
It would be a lot more like seaQuest. I have a tremendous amount of
underwater adventures involving alien beings." -Dave Barry
My name is Scully. You ate my dog. Prepare to die. . . My name is
Skinner. You took my hair. Prepare to die.