'Crazy from the Heat'
by Nanc,  nanim_uk@yahoo.com,  10-31-02
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Keywords: MSR, 155+ word, Mulder POV
Rating: PG for slightly negative images
Spoiler: The Truth
Disclaimer: no infringement intended
Summary: Written for the e-muse Halloween challenge.
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  Why hideout in Death Valley?   As Scully said,
no one comes to look for -anyone- here.   Even
Reticulans would melt in this heat.   I'm dizzy;
I think my brain must be warping.   October 31st 
and 98 degrees.  Mother Nature's Halloween trick.
And of course this dump has no A.C. - it barely
has running water.   But its not me I'm worried
about today... its our dog.  
   
  Poor C.B.E., if we'd known that we'd end up
here we never would have adopted him. He just
lays there, panting.   This tomb of heat is 
affecting Scully too.  Just yesterday she shouted
'heat stroke will get us all'.  I can't stand
by and just watch it happen.  I've got to do 
something.   I watch the dog a bit longer, then
I go and get my 3rd gun, the one that only the
Gunmen knew I owned.

  My head throbs as I watch C.B.E. through
our kitchen window while I quietly load up.  
'He won't know what hit him', I think to myself.
'Its better this way'.

I step out into the yard and pull the trigger.
He yelps.   I can't stop, I continue to fire.
I look up in time to see Scully appear at
the screen door.  Her eyes go wide as
I turn the gun toward her.   Everything
seems to slow as she watches me pull
the trigger one more time.

Nothing.    I'm out of ammo.    She turns and
bolts to the front of the house.   Damn.  I'll
have to be fast if I want to reload before 
she's found her own weapon.   I run back into
the kitchen to get more ammo.    Luckily it 
only takes 10 seconds to reload a SuperSoaker.
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*C.B.E....  canine biological entity    ;-)