The Truth Has Always Been Out There...

Mulder looked at Dana's shapely ankles and smiled to himself. " I know what your thinking Mulder
and your wrong..." Scully whispered, " ... the sequencing shouldn't work, however, using
diochlorethylene inhibits the endorphin network from rejecting the D.N.A positioning "

Mulder loved it when she talked like that and to show it he very slightly rocked the step ladder.
"Heh, careful Mulder!" Scully cooed, and started back down the steps, Mulder stepped back and
watched Scully operate those high-heeled shoes.

" It's no good... the lighting and some of the pipework stops me from seeing the face fully".
Strands of Scully's hair laid coyly over her face, "if it's him, then...." she let the sentence trail off.

They had been on assignment in Nevada for two weeks. Skinner had mentioned that this
one was an easy one.
Several residents of the small town of Red Creek had reported sightings of strange objects and
sounds in the desert night skies. These objects, and no one had actually photographed one or had
one in their possession, were described as white with silver studs and made strange warblings.

One eye-witness admitted seeing a 30 foot long shape making strange manoeuvres in the sky over
Red Creek. It was only when the reports came to the question 'What did it look like?", that the mystery
deepened. Some said roundish with a Texas star, some said it had tassels and some even mentioned
a smell of bananas and peanut butter!

What made the reports reach the attention of the F.B.I, was that the shapes were appearing over
peoples houses and from what the latest information indicated was, a strange 'knocking' could be
heard rattling shingles and damaging chimneys.

Mulder and Scully had tracked down all the witnesses and had taken all the reports. They had spent
two days in Mulder's room at the Palomino Hotel collating the reports and after an heated debate with
Special Agent Skinner on the phone, came to a frightening and hilarious conclusion.
There was something going on in the desert!

It wasn't until they had packed their luggage and handed back their room keys that Mulder had
mentioned the fact that they hadn't spoken to the people living on the nearby Indian reservation.
Topanoh Indian reservation was only two miles from Red Creek, and after Mulder had babbled on
about how native Americans saw life from a slightly different slant to 'whitey', and that their beliefs
pre-date Christianity, that was when Scully had gave in and agreed to go out with Mulder and ask
a few questions.

Sadly, this didn't quieten her partner, he continued with his lesson on native American lifestyles
and the oppressive attitude of the white man on the indigenous people of this land.
As Scully drove towards the reservation, Mulder ranted on. He commented that most tribes believe
that this world had been visited by beings from space.
From time to time, Scully had nodded and countered Mulder's 'factoid' story with the occasional
scientific quote that asked for facts and evidence.
Mulder mentioned Roswell, and with that, Scully told him to shut up or get out.
They drove on in silence.

The head of the tribe was Johnny Walk-on-Stones, and after the pleasantries were finished,
Scully asked Mr. Walk-on-Stones if anybody had seen anything strange around their area.
Johnny had eyed Scully's partner with disdain, making Mulder redden.
The agent peered at the ground and push the dust with his shoe.
" There have been sightings, and at night, we have seen trucks and helicopters moving around
out there" the chief had said.
Mulder had cheered up a little then, and asked Mr. Walk-on-Stones if he could show them where this
disturbance had taken place. The Chief had nodded, stepped forward and pointed towards a rocky
outcrop that stood a mile away.
" You will find what you need there" He had said, his voice cracked and old.

As Scully climbed back into the car, her regulation skirt had torn slightly, showing her knee and
the lower half of her thigh, Dana had immediately looked up at Mulder, but he was busy asking
Mr. Walk-on-Stones questions about the figures on a blanket that hung from the side of his pickup.
Johnny Walk-on Stones had seen the accident though, and smiled toothlessly at the flame-haired
beauty.

Mulder had continued with his paranoid questions, pondering on whether aliens had began life
here, or was it that they were genetically altering the human race. The chief had nodded and smiled
wisely, waiting for this stupid G-man to stop babbling.

As Mr Walk-on-Stones accompanied and urged this lost soul back towards the car, the chief had
startled Mulder by asking how much for the white woman. This had given the agent verve to leave.
After three hundred years of persecution, Chief Johnny Walk-on-Stones didn't need Feds on his land.

An hour later, Mulder and Scully stood at the foot of this huge chunk of rock that had been pushed
from the earth millions of years ago. Mulder had hunkered down and stared into the dust, his fingers
feeling among the granuals.
"This is quartz Scully", Mulder had whispered and Scully had sarcastically patted him on the
shoulder and said "whooo!"
It had taken them another 20 minutes before they found the old mine entrance, and Mulder had
commented on the fresh tyre tracks leading into the cool dark shaft.

And So here they were, a mile underground and in a hidden government facility that indicated that
experiments in cloning and genetics were taking place.
The room that they stood in, contained seventeen huge fluid-filled tanks, in each tank, a human body
floated gently in the bubbles and the chemicals. There were wires and tubing connecting the tanks
to electronic panels in the wall beside each container. Scully squinted about in the gloom and then
looked at Mulder, " What do you think?" she asked.

Mulder had been looking at Scully's red hair with a hound dog expression and flinched as he
realised Dana was asking him a question. Mulder smiled and said, " you're not very tall are you?"
Scully sighed turned back towards the tanks and muttered something under her breath.

" We have two choices Mulder, we destroy this facility before the end of the episode, or we reveal
this covert experiment to our uncaring superiors" she said and put her hands on her hips to show
that she meant business.

Mulder, his face saying he was having amorous thoughts again, said "humph", and folded his arms.
Scully leaned against the glass and waited for Mulder to curtail his pervy thoughts and start in with
more constructive ideas.
It was then she saw the white fabric that had been jammed between the tank and the wall that it
was set in.
"Look Mulder" she hissed and pulled at the cloth, hoping this would focus Mulder's mind on the present
serious situation, and she also hoped he would quit that sappy, eye brow-wagging stare.
As Dana unfurled the material, and held it towards the eldritch green glow of the tanks, Mulder came
out of his loin-orientated trance and gasped as both Federal agents realised what they stumbled upon.

The white-tassled jump suit was a studded with fake jewels, and it had seen better days.
Scully looked at Mulder and said with a nervous tone, " Oh my God... Mulder, they're making Elvis"