He kept pacing back and forth in front of the pay phone. Slowly, Little Jack began mumbling the tune that kept running in his mind, “just a hunk of, hunk of, burn…” After checking his wrist watch he then grumbled, “can’t even depend on myself!” He was very anxious and he showed it. He sighed as he looked across the street to the tall tower that was lit up like a Christmas tree. The fountains, just in front of the casino, kept shooting off in an electric dance with streams nearly two stories tall. This place was certainly captivating. Why else had they chosen to come here? “How could I have been so stupid. The hands that snatched up Little Jack, and spun him around, came seemingly as an answer to the question. Relief came when he saw who it was. Little Jack dropped his fists.
Big Jack did not release his grip, “that’s what I keep asking myself.”
Big Jack seemed too, “why should I stop her? You stole my truck.”
Only when Daniel walked into the light of the gas station parking lot did Little Jack finally manage to break free. He put distance between himself and everyone else.
“Oh it wasn’t, was it?” She cocked her head and reached under her jacket, “well let’s see how funny my pistol is when I blow your head off.”
Daniel shook his head in disbelief before stating, “well in case anyone is curious, the coast looks clear for now.”
“Hey!” Big Jack responded to the kid that shared his genes and memories, “you haven’t exactly left us with a clean record to trust, now have you?”
“AHHH!!!” Jack became self conscious even after the kid shut up. Then he saw that it was to late. Daniel had caught on and unfortunately so did Janet. Her stare could have cut steel. Jack backed off, “it’s nothing. Really.”
Janet’s eyes fired even worse, “where is my daughter?!”
“Oh don’t be such a smart ass,” Big Jack replied. He took a look at the casino and realized this was going to be a serious problem, “I thought bad guys were supposed to go to places like deserted warehouses and stuff?”
“Yeah,” Big Jack replied, “well I wish we were in one right now.” Jack talked into the collar of his jacket, “Carter, you get that?”
Sam put down the headset and moved past her “company” to the back doors of the van. She took the opportunity to get a first hand look at the building down the street, “holy shit.”
Dana Skully had been to busy on her cell phone up till now. Finally she folded it up and stepped outside the van to join her two compatriots, “all right I think I have something we might be able to use.”
Sam crossed her arms, sighed, and looked away, “Agent Mulder I think we made it very clear…”
Dana wrinkled her nose, “you know Fox. I’m the one who actually did all the work here. Maybe I should be the one…”
With her arms still crossed, Sam huffed, then answered, “the American people or you?”
In a rare instance Dana had to actually agree with Mulder. It was shocking, even to her, but she followed his lead. Fox smiled at the Major, “so before we divulge any further information we have to know what’s going on. It’s only fair." Whatever it was, Dana was certain, it would not be what Mulder assumed it was. She shoved a stick of gum in her mouth and began to chew, while waiting for the answer.
Sam took a deep breath and responded, “she’s an alien.”
Hunched over and coughing, Skully managed to creak out, “no I’ll be all right.”
That caused Dana to slap her forehead, “I don’t believe this.” She then blew up at her partner, “all these stinking years Mulder! How many years have you been chasing every two bit, schizophrenic, sociopath that had a bad reaction to his medication and saw lights over the airport!!? Answer me that!!? Now all of the sudden you find your wet dream!! An actual government official who tells you exactly what you have wanted to hear!!! And what do you do? YOU DON’T EVEN BELIEVE THEM!!”
She slapped her hand over his mouth and looked to Carter, “anyway this is what I found out. That hotel over there is owned by this guy named Terry Benedict. Ever heard of him?”
“Unfortunately when I worked the Mob Squad his name came up more than once.”
Carter was feeling a bit uncomfortable watching these two go on. She tried to inject, “excuse me a second there Dana. I just need to ask. So what do we do here?”