Case File #1Y2 - 1013: Dawson Creek Kids
Part III
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
(SAMANTHAJ3)
To:
MSSaganFan (MSSAGANFAN)
DateTime:
1/17/00 5:23:12 AM
(still out of character)
It seems I amused two of
my fellow Philes in one day! ;)
I'm glad you liked the Bon Jovi reference.
I wanted to show off my character's musical diversity ;)
.
BTW...I'm being held
captive, too, so feel free to find a way out of your own captivity...or at least
hear my great vocal renditions down in room #16, SB2 level, as I believe we are
being held in the same facility.
Of course, by now, you
could be the subject of genetic tests, but hey...I trust you can still think
like the great virtual agent that you are.
And I'm enjoying your story posts as well!
SamanthaJ3
~Keeper of Skinner's
Office~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
MSSaganFan (MSSAGANFAN)
To:
kiwiphile (IMALONE)
DateTime:
1/17/00 9:36:52 AM
<<<relayed
Morse code message>>>
To: SA kiwiphile
Fr: SA MSSaganFan
This message was
intercepted and extrapolated from the tracking device planted in Agent
MSSaganFan's shoe. Seems old Morse Code still works. Am forwarding as received.
All transactions will be denied if traced.
From: the fingerless
glove
***** - ***** - ***** -
***** - ***** - ***** - *****
kiwi: recd msg. purity
& pacey here. SJ3 close, butchering bon jovi. can hear warbling. more
tests tomorrow 0900. leery clones guarding us. bring whole blood O both types,
all need transfsns. contact tlg re stiletto. bring eye protection. clones hrmlss,
scientists armed/dangerous. nsa involved. mssagan. ps. not cz. gift from atf sa
burch.
***** - ***** - ***** -
***** - ***** - ***** - ***** - *****
<<<acceptance
and disposition of this forwarded message at receivers discretion>>>
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Sabalore (QSQUIRRELY)
To:
kiwiphile (IMALONE)
DateTime:
1/17/00 8:18:02 PM
<<encrypted
message follows>>
<<Level
4 Security Required>>
<<Pass
accepted>>
TO: S.A. KiwiPhile
FROM: S.A. Sabalore
VIA: Washington, DC, FBI
Desktop
RE: #Y1013
S.A. Kiwiphile,
I've contacted Marty
Astadourian, and we've currently got the Lindly Household under 24-7
surveillance by three armed agents.
I will be joining you in
Capeside, most likely along with S.A. SpookyStar and possibly S.A. Fayme.
We will be armed and
ready, and can meet you at the location. I will speak to our lady, and give you
a time to meet later.
This morning, I believe
our big brother was reading my forwarded message. We may have a bigger situation
than expected. Take care, Be safe, and I will see you soon.
<<encryption
ended>>
<<Dispose
appropiately>>
~*~*~S.A. Sabalore~*~*~
~*~*~Believe those who
seek the truth. Doubt those who find
it.~*~*~
~*~Keeper of the
Truth~*~
~*~Keeper of the rose
petal from Never Again~*~
~*~*~Proud Member of:
OBSSE, XFAA, and PAXFL~*~*~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Jadzia (JADZIA00)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/17/00 9:51:01 PM
~~ stepping completely
out of character for a moment ~~
OMG!
You guys are awesome! I have
been tearing through the posts for both this case and our ghosts case for the
past couple of hours and am seriously impressed!!!
For awhile, I must admit that I wasn't sure if this case was going to go
anywhere b/c I know that not everyone here watches Dawson's, but you guys have
just outdone yourselves. I'm
alternately LMAO (’SJ3 butchering Bon Jovi.
Can hear warbling.’) and picking my jaw up off of the ground while
reading the latest revelations (Dawson is Prometheus!
And they're sentient bombs!!! Kiwiphile,
I am so impressed by the research you did for that.
Fantastic stuff!). This is
totally what I was hoping would happen when we started the Y-Files . . . 8D)
Always,
Jadzia :)
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SAC SamanthaJ3 conducted by AD W Skinner
DateTime:
1/17/00 11:12:03 PM
I woke up in my 'cell',
wondering why I was asleep in the first place.
I sat upright, my head feeling as if it were floating only slightly above
my neck. I looked around the room,
waiting for my vision to clear. Okay.
Think. As much as I loved
him, AD Skinner was not coming to my rescue.
So I'd just have to get myself out of this...and find the rest of my
team.
Rising slowly to my
feet, I put one hand against the wall for balance until my slight dizziness
disappeared. Then I looked around
the room again. Okay, there had to
be options here, and I just wasn't seeing them.
I absently fingered the
lovely golden brooch that AD Skinner had given to me personally.
It had been a thank you gift for all the work I had put into the New
Year's Eve party. I pushed it
harder than I intended, and I heard a small click.
I looked down in horror, thinking that I had broken it, but the brooch
with it's emerald stone still looked fine.
Removing the brooch, I
turned it over and noticed for the first time that there was a small, carefully
concealed opening on the back of the piece of jewelry.
I wondered for the first time if it contained any sort of tracking
device, and if so...how had it escaped the notice of the NSA?
Unless, this was the Bureau's response to the NSA's incessant
watchfulness?
I replaced the brooch,
careful not to disturb the stone. I
could only hope that if I had triggered a signal, it would be received by the
right parties and interpreted correctly as a summons for assistance.
Pacing along one side of
the room, I again looked for anything which I could use in my favor.
And I tried to think what should I sing today?
More Bon Jovi? Anne Murray?
Perhaps a little Sarah McLaughlin? Or
how about...the artist formerly known as Prince?
SamanthaJ3
~Keeper of Skinner's
Office~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
MSSaganFan (MSSAGANFAN)
To:
(SAMANTHAJ3)
DateTime:
1/17/00 11:23:59 PM
<<<encoded
MORSE CODE from MSSagan's tracking device>>>
<<<acceptance
and disposition of this report is sole responsibility of the
receiver>>>
Forwarded from
Fingerless Glove
***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***
request fr sacsj3
darling nikki. Brooch must be trkng dvice. high pitch, like feedbck, piercing my
left ear. must be close in proximty. sa purity not returnd aftr tests @ 0900
hrs. pacy w/me. Joey clone guarding us now. hello ldies nd gntlmen & all
ships at sea. morse code not for those w/nervous feet.
mssagan
***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***
<<<encoded
MORSE CODE from MSSagan's tracking device>>>
<<<acceptance
and disposition of this report is sole responsibility of the
receiver>>>
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SA Kiwiphile, comducted by SAC Jadzia00
DateTime:
1/18/00 12:16:03 AM
After crawling through
the undergrowth we found a good spot to recon from. The situation is difficult.
At least I knew SA's Sabalore, SpookyStar and Fayme were on their way. I
received the tracking signal from Agent SamanthaJ3 a few minutes ago. What a
relief, it could only mean she was still alive and we would be able to find her.
Sabalores multiple devices are coming through loud and clear. Not for the first
time, I found myself thanking TLG for their help. As well as this, I noticed
that the new dog collar that Langley had sent for Agent keila was a little
bulky. Bless his heart, he had hidden a PLAM! in there. We had everything we
needed, now we just had to figure out how to get past the guards, into the
facility and back out again with our colleagues.
Prometheus has a plan
that I think may be the best one to follow. He is heading towards the guards
now. We cleaned him up as best we could. He only needs to distract them for a
few moments and let us slip past them into the main reception area.
The guards are
suspicious at first, but he knows all they access codes and passwords, so they
relax a little as he explains he is supposed to meet a Doctor Kenward there. He
chats to them about movies and as the discussion becomes more animated, (I think
they are arguing the relative merits of the new Star Wars movie, this could go
on for hours), Willmore and I circle around the back. We make it past the
security camera and Willmore quickly improvises a clip from his handy sewing
kit. (I know, is this guy a boy scout or what?). Printing out a photo from my
digital camera, we pin it in front of the camera. Unless someone looks closely,
this should hold off the alarm for a while.
Taking a deep breath I
make my way towards the guards. Expecting some kind of bone-crunching fight to
ensue, I start to try and relax my limbs as my Aikido Sensei taught me years
ago. Prometheus suddenly looks my way and winks! He has actually hypnotised the
two guards, and they are standing there staring blankly into space. He feeds
them an auto suggestion; they should let the other three agents in behind us and
then return to their duties, unaware that anything has taken place. I see a
bright future for Prometheus in Vegas if we should ever escape. I silently hope
that Sabalore, SpookyStar and Fayme receive the note I am tucking into Agent
Keilas collar. We will leave Keila to wait for them and help track us down
later.
Entering the base, we
travel down by elevator to the bottom floor. We need to find a disguise as
quickly as we can, or we'll never get past all the personnel down here. Willmore
pulls me suddenly into a linen closet, my heart skips a beat as I gaze into his
eyes. This isn't really the time or place but- I realise that he's holding up a
white suit, the kind that covers you head to foot for isolation work. A little
disappointed, I pull the suit on, and following Prometheus the three of us begin
to head down the corridor.
Unmistakably, in the
distance, I can hear the strains of a wobbly voice singing, well I can't tell
what it's singing, but if I was guarding that room I'd be taking a coffee break
every two minutes. The sound is eerie in the darkened, hospital like corridors.
From below us comes the deep thrum of machinery, no doubt the heating and
air-circulation system.
Reaching a cross-roads
in the corridor we try to pick the best route. The tracking devices show
SamanthaJ3 to the left, and MSSagan & co.to the right.
Suddenly a door ahead
swings open.......
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
kiwiphile (IMALONE)
To:
Sabalore (QSQUIRRELY)
DateTime:
1/18/00 12:21:04 AM
<<encrypted
message follows>>
<<password
clearance received>>
SA Sabalore,
Looking forward to
seeing you later. We are proceeding into the base. Please read the note that our
four legged friend has.
She is trained not to
attack FBI agents, remember to show her your badges.
Good Luck
SA Kiwiphile
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcription
of note attached to SA Keila’s collar
DateTime:
1/18/00 12:30:03 AM
To Agents Sabalore,
SpookyStar & Fayme
Great to see you found
the note Agent Sabalore! The two guards by the entrance have been hypnotised and
will let you through with SA Keila. She will track us from the elevator, we are
going to the bottom floor level. Keep your wits about you, and find a disguise
when you get in. I have activated my tracking signal emitter (I keep it in the
greenstone carving around my neck). Agent Keila responds to all normal commands
including crawling, sitting, staying and attacking. Don't let her jump up on you
or she'll lick your face.
Be careful,
Kiwiphile &
Willmore.
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
MSSaganFan (MSSAGANFAN)
To:
kiwiphile (IMALONE)
DateTime:
1/18/00 4:44:04 PM
<<<encoded
and scrambled telephone voice mail>>>
Your
message is being transferred by Audex. Record after the tone.
SAs Kiwiphile and
Willmore.
Awoke this morning to
find myself in my hotel room, an IV shunt affixed to the inside of my left
elbow, and a bad case of bed hair. I recall Pacey subdued an intruder, one of
the Leery clones, at which time he was assaulted by our Joey clone guard. I have
one hell of a knot on my head and my vision is blurry, so I can only deduce that
I was knocked unconscious. I have no recollection of being returned to this
hotel room.
I've checked with the
front desk, and the whereabouts of my teammates are unknown. I've called for ATF
SA Burch; said he'd bring my laptop back. Can the Bureau provide me with a
physician whom we can trust to run some blood work on me?
Seems my vehicle is
impounded. Will hitch a ride with Burch once I receive coordinates of the lab.
SA MSSagan
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Sabalore (QSQUIRRELY)
To:
kiwiphile (IMALONE)
DateTime:
1/18/00 9:09:32 PM
This morning I
interviewed Andie McPhee. She was little help, but it seemed like she knew more
then she was letting on. Like she was hiding something. She was jittery and
nervous, but It could be because of her mental problems, she is apparently often
jittery.
She did mention
something about "Pacey... He's in danger" She seemed very
worried about him. She also slipped and mentioned something about her father.
She said, when I asked where he currently lived, "Capeside"
but he has always lived in Providence, so the records say.
I have some bad news.
One of the armed guards assigned to the Lindly house was attacked last night.
The others shot the attacker, but he/she got away. I've arranged to have the
injured guard transported to a Washington hospital, I believe he'll be safer
there than in Capeside.
I'm currently at the
base. I met SA SpookyStar ans SA Fayme outside Capeside high this morning. We
were not followed, and We got through the enterance with little problems.
I'm slowly making my way
down to the bottom floor of the base with SA Fayme and SA SpookyStar covering my
back. First we must make it inside of the inner layer.
SA Kelia is currently
staying at the elevator, outer layer, not so out in the open, to track our
progress. She's equipped with a small chip the Guys gave us before we left, As
we have a voice chip with us. She can receive the orders through the chip in
case we need to forward commands or information on to her with ease.
We can also inter
communicate with each other if needed.
Please pass the word on
to SA MSSAGANFAN that there is a DC Doctor under the name of Mattie Leppicen,
who can run blood tests on her. I've known her for years, and am sure she can be
trusted.
We're now safely inside
the inner layer of the building.
I turned at the sound of
someone behind us. I thought it was Spook or Fayme, but they both look back at
me wide eyed. Someone is coming ‘Hide!’ I hiss to them. We make our way to a
staircase going upward, previously gone unnoticed by us. I crawled under
followed by Fayme, then Spook. Pressing flat against the wall, I drew my gun and
took the safety off, motioning for them to do the same. Breathing silently, we
watched five pairs of legs pass by us. I believe it's two Dawson's and two
Joey's. The other set is unidentifiable. They make their way down, than one
Dawson and Jey return, talking in hushed whispers. They paused in front of the
inner door we had entered, and stayed. We are trapped.
~*~*~SA Sabalore~*~*~
~*~*~Believe those who
seek the Truth. Doubt those
who find it.~*~*~
~*~Keeper of the
Truth~*~
~*~Keeper of the rose
petal from 'Never Again'.~*~
~*~*~Proud member of:
OBSSE, XFAA, PAXFL, and
Operation:Blackout~*~*~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SAC SamanthaJ3, conducted by AD W Skinner
DateTime:
1/18/00 10:44:56 PM
I grew tired of waiting
for my rescue. Perhaps my captors
had injected me with something. It
certainly looked as if they taken blood out of me from the marks on my arm.
Okay, what would any good agent do in this situation?
Kick down the door.
Well, that won't work. I
already tried it. I really should
take a few more martial arts classes, perhaps.
Okay, what else? Get up
through the ceiling? I can't jump
that high. I can't climb the walls,
even though I certainly felt like it.
Imagine myself out of
this mess. Now there was a thought
I hadn't tried for at least five minutes. Imagine
it. Free at last.
I opened my eyes...well, it was a good and encouraging thought, at any
rate.
So I went back to
singing -- my voice was getting tired, and my throat was quite hoarse by now --
and I picked up with songs from the 60's...starting with “Bridge over troubled
water.” At least none of the guards bothered me very often, and all of the men
in black seemed to have given up on telling me to shut up by now.
My voice was fading, but
I kept at it. Probably that
stubborn side of me that insisted on applying to work at the Bureau in the first
place. Suddenly the whole thing
seemed so pointless and silly. I
plopped down beside the door and started laughing out loud.
Removing my brooch, I realized that the tiny pin on the end, while not
much of a weapon, could possibly be the only thing I'd overlooked so far as a
means of escape.
So sitting beside the
door lock, I leaned close to the door. I
thought I heard muffled footsteps and soft voices, but I couldn't tell from
which direction they were coming. And
then, through the ventilation shaft (which I felt was merely connected to the
next room, and by no means to any source of fresh air) I smelled...I took a
deeper breath. Smoke.
Oh, great. Either someone
was in the next room, smoking a cigarette and totally ignoring me...or the
building was on fire.
Going to work with my
tiny pin point on the lock, I hastened my efforts, accompanied by my newest song
-- original words to an old children's tune -- “Where, oh where could AD
Skinner be? Oh where?
Oh where could he be? With
his pate almost bald and his shoulders so broad...oh where, oh where could he
be??”
SamanthaJ3
~Keeper of Skinner's
Office~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SA Kiwiphile conducted by SAC Jadzia00
DateTime:
1/18/00 10:48:35 PM
The door infront of us
swung open to reveal a Dawson and two Joey's. I tried hard not to stare and
continued left down the corridor, hoping they wouldn't notice that I was a
stranger. Willmore went right, and Prometheus stood his ground. The clones
didn't give him a second look, so he followed them with a swift backwards glance
over his shoulder at me. We had broken every rule in the book by splitting up.
But I see no other way we could get to the prisoners.
I walk swiftly down the
corridor towards the sounds of "Jailhouse Rock". Elvis, I knew
SamanthaJ3 was in trouble. I had to get there before she got to “you aint
nothing but a hound-dog”. Just as I got to room #16, a group of white-suited
people came around the corner. Thinking on my feet, I breathed heavily into my
visor and fogged it up, covering the little air-vent in the neck. Now I looked
like an enormous white jelly bean with no face. One of the people slowed and
looked at me curiously.
“Hey, you've got
yourself a fog problem, need a hand?”
Just what I wanted, a
HELPFUL bad guy. I shook my head and tried to look casual.
“Aren't you going to
the briefing? They're moving some of the test subjects later, before we seal the
lab and leave”
I nodded vaguely, seal
the lab & leave? What did that mean?
He headed off down the
corridor, chuckling
“Don't be late, you
know what they're like around here”.
I had a fair idea that
these were employers that you didn't want to PO. Pulling out my lock-pick, I
opened the door to SamanthaJ3's room. She was sitting in the corner, singing her
heart out to a dazed looking Joey Clone. Stepping up behind the Joey I hit her
hard on the side of the head with the pick. She was out cold for now, and I made
sure to put her in a recovery position on the bed. SamanthaJ3 was pretty far
gone, she started to sing at me, and it took a while to get her to recognise me
through the suit. Then she started to sing the theme from Cheers.
We used SamanthaJs's
coat to cover the Joey, a quick glance in the doorway & it would look like
the singing agent was asleep.
Time to find Willmore. I
passed Prometheus in a side corridor. The clones we all hanging out, discussing
quantum physics. It was hard to see properly, but I thought I caught a flicker
of movement from the gap under the door. I hoped our back-up wasn't stuck in
there. I gave Prometheus one of those squinty looks you use when you can't talk,
and carried on hoping he would get the hint.
Willmore was two
corridors further down. He had Pacey and Purity loaded up on a hospital trolley
together. They were both out cold. MSSAGANFAN was gone, Willmore said an entry
on her medical chart said she was being transferred to another location. We
would have to worry about her later.
SamanthaJ3 started to
giggle when she saw them, Willmore and I looked at each other helplessly, how
would we get these guys past the main levels?
We turned and headed
back, but before we could get to the lift, we were stopped. Prometheus, (at
least I think it was him, he was winking at me), and the other Joey and Dawson
Clones stepped into our path.
SpookyStar, Fayme and
Sabalore slipped into view behind them.
Stand-off. On both sides
were highly trained FBI Agents and their rescued friends. In the middle, a group
of overly neurotic sentient teenage bombs.
Whatever we did, it was
going to have to be unbelievably brilliant.....
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Following
is a transcript of a recording picked up on SAC SamanthaJ3’s tracking device
while still at the Research facility.
From:
Morley Cigs (MORLEYCIGGS)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/19/00 12:44:14 AM
To:
Base Security
From:
Morley Cigs(Base Commander) authorization code: Alpha Gamma 561
***INTRUDER
ALERT***
***INTRUDER
ALERT***
Sound
the claxons. We have a breach of security. Alert all agents to be on the look
out for anything out of the ordinary. Intruders are considered armed and
dangerous. Do not under any circumstances allow the intruders to escape. Shoot
to kill.
Base
Commander Morley Cigs
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SA Kiwiphile conducted by SAC Jadziza00
DateTime:
1/19/00 12:50:02 AM
I was so wired I felt
like I was talking to myself...
I reviewed the situation
as time seemed to slow to a grinding halt in the brightly lit corridor.
Our back-up agents were
frozen behind the clones, unnoticed as yet, MSSaganFan was missing, presumably
unable to help, The clones looked like they meant business, and I didn't think
that Prometheus would be able to hypnotise them. I kept expecting all the other
staff to come back from their meeting at any second.
I glanced at my watch as
SamanthaJ3 took a deep breath. I wasn't sure what she was up to, but I hoped it
wasn't more singing. 5:30pm New Zealand time ( my Tag watch has a dual face for
different time zones). About now I usually fed Agent Keila when we were in
Auckland. You could set your watch by her sudden appearance at my side.
Intuition told me that it was important, but just then we were all distracted by
the sound of the elevator doors opening.
There was a click
clicking noise on the linoleum floor.
It could only be dog
paws!
The two Joey Clones both
spoke simultaneously.
“Look! A cute
doggie!”
Stunned, we watched as
they ran up to Keila, followed by the Dawson Clone, and started to coo over SA
Keila. Prometheus grinned at us as we all met and watched the scene in front of
us. “Remember they never allowed us pets” he whispered. It was like watching
an episode of Lassie. Prometheus suggested that they take the 'doggie' out for a
game of fetch, and in a flash they were all loaded into the elevator and
travelling to the surface.
We all waited for the
elevator to return, now was our only chance to escape. Getting in, we went to
the surface and gathered outside the doors. Agent Keila was happily chasing the
Clones around like an overgrown puppy. It was kind of weird watching all those
identical kids playing together.
Willmore sent Agents
Fayme and SpookyStar back to the vehicles with Purity and Pacey, we were going
to try and get Keila and the other Clones away from this place. Just as they
reached the forest edge, one of the guards roused from his hypnotic slumber.
Before he could be
stopped, he took in the scene and pushed the alarm.
Willmore pulled his gun
and fired off three shots and I dove for cover.
A bullet raced past me,
Willmore slumped sideways and fell like someone had cut his strings. The guards
were dead, but the red light of the alarm still flashed menacingly in the
darkness.
I ran over to Willmore,
he was hit in the upper shoulder, the bullet had gone right through and looked
like it had missed his vital organs, but he was out cold and losing blood. As I
pulled him under some cover I watched the Clones gather around Prometheus. He
was talking to them quietly.
Agent Keila came over
and lay beside Willmore. I knew she wouldn't let any harm come to him. Calling
out for back up, I checked my gun was off safety and headed towards the group.
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SAC SamanthaJ3 conducted by AD W Skinner
DateTime:
1/19/00 1:48:01 AM
In some very far and
distant corner of my brain, it occurred to me that I was out of my immediate
captivity. Try as hard as I could,
though, I just couldn't manage to keep a straight face.
I found myself helplessly giggling at anything -- from the cute little
doggie with the Kevlar...to all the people who looked *just* like each
other...to some memory that kept tugging at the corners of my mind.
I felt a firm hand on my
upper arm, leading me, and in my current state, I simply went with them
until...I heard something. A noise.
Familiar. What was it?
A loud noise.
Repeating itself. Over and
over, like a -- warning, like a signal...an alert...an alarm.
Somebody had tripped an alarm. I
looked around. We must have tripped
an alarm. Why?
C'mon, Samantha, think. THINK.
Another noise, this one
high pitched, close by, whining past my ear.
Something in my mind registered the noise...shots fired.
Then the cooler, outdoor air hit me with a great force, and it was if I
had suddenly awakened. I was
outside. Someone just shot in my
general direction! Hitting the
ground and rolling sideways to reach cover, I looked around, trying to think --
breathing deeply of the fresher air. Assess the situation.
I saw Special Agent
Kiwiphile puling a weapon and running towards a group of people whom I didn't
know, but they all seemed familiar for some reason.
I saw two feet sticking out from beside a large trash container.
Mindful of possible bullets (I was still trying to figure out *where* we
were, and *what* in the heck was going on, and *how* did I get here?) I scurried
over to find that the feet belonged to my old friend, Agent Craig Willmore.
Special Agent Keila
raised her head, but apparently she recognized me and didn't growl.
I spoke softly to her as I examined Willmore's injury. Not
life-threatening, but definitely required care.
The bleeding seemed to have been staunched, so I reached inside his coat
and grabbed his service weapon. I
checked the clip, and then I felt inside his coat again until I located his cell
phone.
I hurriedly dialed three
digits. “Hello? This is FBI
Special Agent in Charge Samantha Jaythree.
I need you to trace this call, send immediate assistance to this
location, and notify the local FBI field office that we require immediate armed
back-up. Shots have been fired.
We have an agent down.”
I listened for a moment,
hoping that I would not hear more shots being fired while I was on the phone
with the local emergency operator. “Yes,
I can verify, my badge number is 3316037. Yes,
shots fired. Federal agents
involved, we have an agent down and require immediate assistance.
No, we do not have anyone in custody.
Suspect multiple --” I broke off my sentence as I heard something loud
nearby.
I kept the connection
open, but I turned my head, Willmore's gun in my hand already pointed in the
direction of the noise.
SamanthaJ3
Transcript
of debrief interview of SA Kiwiphile, conducted by SAC Jadzia00, contd
I looked at Prometheus,
the others were behind him now, a strange group. He pressed the elevator button
and turned to step inside it.
"What are you
doing? It's suicide going down there!"
I pleaded with him.
"In order for
something to live, something must be sacrificed",
he said, grabbing the
nearest Joey by the hand, he stepped into the elevator. "Remember that only
six guards can come up here at a time, we'll take care of the base."
And with the smooth
click of the metal door closing, he was gone.
I looked over to where
Willmore was lying and saw SAC Jaythree turning behind her. Flashlights appeared
along the track and I lifted my gun to back her up.
It was Sabalore,
Spookystar and Fayme. They came striding out of the woods like Xena and her
crew, Sabalores earrings from Burch glinting in the moonlight.
Quickly spreading out
behind what cover was available, we all waited for the doors to open.
The first guard came out
holding his rifle in front of him. An uzi,
compact and deadly. We were going to have to be deft to get out of this alive.
He turned and saw me, and I thought I was toast. But he was momentarily
confused. Of course! I was still wearing the protective coverall and I looked
like a base employee.
"What the-?"
I cut him off by
pretending to collapse into his arms as his fellow guards started to search the
area.
Grabbing his uzi as I
fell forward, I turned and with all my weight brought the butt up hard against
his jaw. Dazed, he fell backwards and I finished with a round-house kick to the
side of his head. They really should wear helmets I thought as he dropped to the
ground.
In a flash the air was
full of gunfire, The bas guards falling left and right as each agent fired of a
volley of shots.
Still giggling a little,
SAC Jaythree came out from behind the trash bin and did one of her famous
Olympic victory laps. The rest of us were all grinning.
"Hold on
guys," I said, "We still have to secure this facility.
At that moment there was
a dull thud from underground, and the metal doors to the elevator buckled as
though they had been exposed to massive amounts of heat.
I heard SAC Jaythree's
sharp intake of breath "My God, did a bomb go off or something?".
I looked at her, my
heart sinking.
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
Transcript
of debrief interview of SAC SamanthaJ3, conducted by AD W Skinner
DateTime:
1/19/00 2:54:03 AM
Swaying slightly, my
ears still hurting from the pressure of the explosion, I looked at Agent
Kiwiphile. “What the-- What is
going on here, Agent Kiwiphile?” I was trying to look stern, but I knew that I
wasn't quite managing it yet. I
looked over to the other agents. “Is
everyone okay? Everyone's accounted
for?”
I turned back to
Kiwiphile. “I can't think
straight.” It was probably the most serious thing I could manage to say.
“I don't even know how I got here, but I can appreciate a rescue.
Thanks to you and your team.” I heard sirens in the distance, the thin
wail steadily increasing in volume. “That
was an explosive device of some sort," I heard the giggle returning to
my voice, but I couldn't help it. “Who
was inside that facility? Are there
more explosive devices?”
The sounds of
approaching help were growing louder, but even as Agent Kiwiphile's mouth opened
to reply, we all heard the distinctive sound of a helicopter's engines coming to
life. The sound came from about 100
yards away. Looking over in the
direction of the sound, I clearly heard the whine of the blades as they started
to spin. The lights flicked on, and
there was a brief moment when we were all blinded by the glare of a powerful
spotlight directed at us. Then the
helicopter swiftly rose into the sky...heading in a generally northward
direction. We were too far away for
it to be anything but my imagination, but I could have sworn...I detected the
faintest odor of departing cigarette smoke.
I looked at Kiwiphile as
the first of the local police cars screeched to a halt near us.
“I look forward to reading the reports of what has just happened
to...me, and everyone else. Let's
inform local law enforcement of the situation, and I'll accompany Agent Willmore
to the hospital.” I put my hand
to my head. “I don't think I'm
all here myself at the moment. Agent
Kiwiphile, I'll leave you to coordinate with the local PD about this...incident.
Meet me at the hospital. I
should be somewhere near Agent Willmore's room.”
With that, I turned, and
walked over to wait beside Agent Willmore.
SamanthaJ3
~Keeper of Skinner's
Office~
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
FINAL
REPORT; Y FILE 1013, DAWSON’S CREEK KIDS
I filed the report that
Skinner wanted this morning, however I felt I owed it to Jaythree and the rest
of the agents who were out there last week to try and piece together what really
happened. I guess this is the first of the Y files to go into our draw marked
"unresolved".
Putting it down on paper
made it all seem more real somehow, but I couldn't help wondering about those
tests that were done. One day in the future were we going to face clones of our
fellow Y file Agents?
Only MorleyCigs knew the
answer, and that avenue was shut as tight as Skinners lips when he gave Mulder
another one of his smouldering glares.
DAWSON'S
CREEK KIDS CASE #Y1013
REPORT
TO: SAC SAMANTHAJ3
FROM:
SPECIAL AGENT KIWIPHILE
All of the requisite
paperwork has been handled by the appropriate agencies concerned. State Trooper
Marty Astadourian has closed up the Rangers murder, (unsolved), and the
disappearance of Pacey Whitter.
Pacey returned home to
an uncharacteristically warm welcome from his family. He seemed bewildered by
the events that had befallen him.
All the teenagers in
Capeside have returned to their normal lives, As far as we can tell, they are
all the original versions of themselves. They still have a tendency to wax
lyrical about adult concerns, but I don't think that's the worst outcome.
Agent Willmore has
recovered from his gunshot wound thanks to his attentive house-guest, and is
returning to duties after receiving a citation for bravery during the course of
his duties.
He has yet to undergo a
debrief from SamanthaJ3.
Agent Keila has settled
into life here and seems unconcerned by her adventures.
As for Prometheus, no
more has been heard. I assume that he and the other clones went down there on a
suicide mission. I would say I knew for sure, but when we returned to
investigate, all signs of the facility were gone. It's as though Dome Mountain
had never been anything but a mountain.
However, I took readings
with a borrowed Geiger counter, thanks to TLG, and there were extremely high
readings in the area.
Only a few of us know
for sure that it was there, but without hard evidence to back us up, we have
quickly gained the reputation of being as 'spooky as that Mulder guy' around the
JEHB.
MSSaganFan was found in
her hotel room. She's not sure how she got there, but the other day while I was
filing transport logs for the office, I noticed that AD Skinner had driven to a
Rural Route address and back last week. Just enough time to release someone from
a box-car perhaps?
I tried to mention it to
him but he told me to keep my mind on my official duties. I couldn't help
noticing a glint in his eyes. ATF Burch has spent a months salary on flowers for
MSSaganFan so far. I hope she doesn't suffer from hayfever.
Purity Control is well,
she can't remember much of what happened, but was pleased when I told her she
had held her own in the final gun battle with the base guards.
I'm thinking of asking
if anyone wants to head out to a bar & grill to celebrate the closing of our
case. But I might wait until I get my debrief and talk to my SAC's about my
status as an Agent.
It's funny though,
sometimes when I go to sleep at night, I'm sure I can detect the faint aroma of
cigarette smoke and a low chuckle......
REPORT
ENDS
ALL
COPIES TO BE DESTROYED AFTER READING
SA Kiwiphile,
Keeper of Willmores
journal, his divorce papers and hiss *kiss* for Astadourian.
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Jadzia (JADZIA00)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/19/00 5:12:11 AM
TO:
Casefile #Y1013 Investigative Team
FROM:
SAC Jadzia
Excellent job Agents!
I'm glad to see that all of you should be back in Washington, DC safe and
sound within the next few days. This
turned out to be an unusually complex case, but I was extremely impressed to see
how you all came together to resolve this investigation.
I personally find the
fact that I was sent out of town _and_ that I was unable to access field reports
on what proved to be the key weekend of this investigation to be highly
suspicious. It was a nerve-racking
set of days since I was out of touch when there were so many field agents who
had gone missing in such a dangerous situation.
Special Agent Kiwiphile,
I am including a special commendation in your personnel file for your
exceptional performance during this case. In
light of your strong leadership and excellent field skills, I doubt that there
will be any problems securing an official transfer to the Bureau, if you so
choose. And I'm sending a package
of rawhide "bones" over to SA Willmore's apartment as my
thank-you to Agent Keila. I hope
that you and SAC Samantha both thoroughly "debrief" Agent
Willmore. ;)
SAC Samantha, SA
MSSagan, SA Puritycontrol and our brave trio of back-up agents:
I am glad to have you all back in one piece (relatively speaking).
You all went above and beyond the call of duty for this case.
After everything you all went through in this investigation, I hope that
your next assignments are all a little less life-threatening.
I have also spoken to
Agent Mulder regarding the events of this case.
He and Agent Scully expressed their relief that all Y-Files agents are
safely accounted for. When I
grumped about how a certain set of nicotine addicts had gotten away scot-free
once again, Mulder just smirked and said that we had salvaged more evidence that
he and Scully usually managed to. At
least we have several eyewitness accounts as well as the lab samples to go with
the final field report.
Once again, excellent
work Agents. I think this is a
fortuitous beginning to our new Y-Files department.
:)
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Jadzia (JADZIA00)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/19/00 5:28:02 AM
<<Addendum
to Casefile #Y1013>>
Late this evening, I
left our broom closet and went down to the FBI labs to pick up the final reports
and remaining samples from the Dawson's Creek case.
The weekly Assistant Director's meeting is tomorrow, and The Man asked me
to present the ADs with a quick overview of the new Y-Files division.
Of course, I planned on including a synopsis of our first completed
investigation in my presentation.
The samples and reports
have mysteriously disappeared from the lab.
I will ask the ADs to launch an inquiry into this disappearance, however,
I do not expect any real answers from said inquiry.
It would appear that there are still many forces out there who wish to
deceive, inveigle and obfuscate.
Signing off,
SAC Jadzia
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
Morley Cigs (MORLEYCIGGS)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/19/00 5:18:10 PM
To:
Morley Cigs
From:
C.G.B. Spender
***URGENT
MESSAGE***
ENCRYPTED-
593921882
Your
performance in the field has allowed for your promotion. Since I am busy with
the X-Files, I have asked the others that you be assigned to the Y-Files. Be
wary of these F.B.I. agents. They seem very cunning and very resourceful. Be
vigilant against these agents that threaten to destroy our agenda.
-C.G.B.
SpenderEdited 1/19/00 5:26:52 PM ET by MORLEYCIGGS
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
(SAMANTHAJ3)
To:
(ALL)
DateTime:
1/20/00 1:51:13 AM
Official
Case Report Addendum -- Casefile #Y1013
In
addition to the excellent reports already submitted, I am enclosing my own notes
on this case; however, there appear to be gaps in my own memory of what actually
transpired at Dawson's Creek. The
Bureau's physician assures me that I will suffer no long term effects from
whatever transpired at this -- mysteriously vanished -- facility.
I will have to trust him on this one, as I am no medical expert. I still
find myself with a strange urge to giggle at times, and sometimes -- especially
when I am alone or smell an odor of burning tobacco -- I have the urge to sing.
The Bureau MD assures me that these short-term side-effects will fade in
time.
My
commendations for all Special Agents involved have already been logged, but I
wish to reiterate that this case was a supreme effort by everyone involved.
I would further like to make a recommendation that Special Agent Craig
Willmore, currently attached to the Seattle field office, be transferred to the
Washington D.C. office.
One
final note -- the black helicopter which I saw leaving the area immediately
following the alleged explosion cannot be tracked through any official channels.
No fewer than sixteen other law enforcement officials (both FBI and local PD)
can verify this sighting, yet we have been unable to find any records of its
flight patterns that evening, its landing site, or its ownership.
Barring
future, unforseen developments which would warrant further investigation, this
case, Y-File 1013, is closed by this SAC.
Report
submitted by SAC Samantha Jaythree
SamanthaJ3
~Keeper
of Skinner's Office~
The
following report was filed by Agent Everchick, who has been recommended for a
Psych. consult as a result.
Subject:
Casefile #Y1013 - Dawson's Creek Kids
From:
(EVERCHICK8)
To:
Jadzia (JADZIA00)
DateTime:
1/20/00 7:28:05 PM
Y-file
#134526
Well
the dirt on Dawson's Creek is the kids were infected with The Jose' Chung's From
Outer Space Disease it consits of aliens smoking too Much Dope and abducting
teenagers and making them CRAZY hormonal students who walk around using words
nobody knows as a 'secret code!' They are so confused about the way people
actually talk though....and they talk so weird they drive themselves into a
constant fighting mood. Therefore explaining why Joey and Dawson are too HIGH to
figure out what the hell they are trying to say to each other so they just go
around talking about knocking people up....In conclusion this is just a rare
case of Drugs. Remember Kids drugs and UFO's don't mix unless you live in
Dawson's creek.
Agent
Everchick
CASE
SUMMARY
SUBJECT:
DAWSON’S CREEK KIDS CASE # 1013Y
The whereabouts of
Prometheus and the other clones is unknown. It is presumed that they are dead,
however the heat from the blast sealed the elevator shaft shut, and there is no
other access to the base that we can find.
The nature of the
experiments and/or tests conducted on Agents MSSaganFan, SamanthaJ3, and Purity
Control are unknown.
Due to a lack of leads,
it is concluded that this case, to all intents and purposes, is closed.
REPORT
ENDS
Signed
and read: SAC SamanthaJ3, SAC
Jadzia00
File
# 1013Y
STATUS:
UNRESOLVED
File
CC: AD W.S. Skinner, ATF Burch. 01/21/00