Sam and Kerry were coming back down from the top floor. "Nothing, how can there be nothing. It makes no sense." Kerry frowned.

Sam patted Kerry on the back, "I've found that there are more things in the world that we don't understand than that we do."

Kerry shrugged, "So, lunch time, we could bring back various sandwiches. "

Sam raised an eyebrow at the change of subject. "Right..." she stopped as music started.

Dies irae, dies illa

Solvet saeclum in favilla,

Teste David cum Sibylla.

Quantus tremor est futurus,

Quando judex est venturus,

Cuncta stricte discussurus!(1)

Sam frowned, "The hell..."

Kerry concentrated, "Lots about dying and Judges. And something about David with Sibylla being tested or something. Doesn't sound go..."

The floor started to shake and the ceiling started to collapse on top of them. Sam dove for Kerry and they rolled out of the way of a piece of machinery that had formerly been on the floor above them. They both stayed very still, getting hit by debris for quite a while. Finally the music stopped and so did the rain of debris. Sam stared up at Kerry, "You okay?"

Kerry blinked a few times, "I think I'm all intact. How did you end up on the bottom?"

Sam tried to insert some humor to the situation, "Just your natural dominance?" Kerry raised an eyebrow, "Right, so I'll admit it, I did it on purpose. Figured...well, I just figured."

Harm sprang up from the floor, and pulled out his gun. Dana knocked it out of his hand, "Are you criminally stupid? Look, I think that it has been established that we are not dealing with something that can be shot."

Mac frowned, "How do you come to that conclusion?"

Monica was the one who answered this question, "Have we seen this person yet, or whatever it is. No, and until we do, why don't we put down our guns."

Harm sighed, and Janet spoke up from chairs, "Okay, so if we can't decide who is doing this. Why not think of what we have in common."

Harm rolled his eyes, "Sure, let's play the introduce game."

Mac shot Harm a death glance, "I'll start. You all know my name. I'm a marine, have been for most of my life. This idiot is my partner in every sense of the word except for one, and he doesn't seem to know

what I gave up for him. So, that's my story. Next."

There was a chorus of upraised eyebrows at these statements. Monica, surprisingly, was the first one to regain her equilibrium, "Right, about me. I work with Agent Scully at the FBI, have seen much more

than I ever want to, and have never wanted to go into the military or anywhere close to the military."

Dana sighed and took her turn, "I'm a doctor, I'm with the FBI, I just had a child. I have too many enemies to count, and yet, I don't think that this was done by one of them. Oh, and the damn hair is real."

Harm spoke up when Mac poked him in the ribs, "Right, Harm, fly-boy extraordinaire. Lawyer, fighter pilot, and just a generally good guy. Just got back from freezing my six off in a far off ocean, and am

currently being blamed for the break up of Mic and Mac. Isn't that so cute, they coulda made towels." Harm ducked as a suture kit came flying at him. "Right, I retract my last statement."

Mac growled, "Damn right."

Kim spoke up next, from next to Willow, "I'm a psychiatrist, I have a normal life, well, as long as dealing with humans who think that they're dogs is normal. No extraterrestrials or planes in my future or past."

Everyone looked at Janet, "Oh right, I need to go. I'm a physician on an Air Force Base, have one daughter. And I...yes, that's about it."

Tara spoke up in a quiet voice, "I'm Tara, I go to college in California, I'm just a student, but...I've seen things that no one in this room would believe."

Kim and Janet both mumbled, "You'd be surprised." They stared at each other.

Finally everyone looked at Willow, "No one really cares what I say. I could say that I'm a homicidal killer lesbian, and you all probably would barely bat an eyelash."

Randi clapped her hands and slapped her forehead, "Holy shit. How dense can I be. My radar must be totally off cause of the whole 'being the odd woman out' thing. How stupid."

Everyone looked expectantly at Randi, "So, then what is our connection?"

Randi smiled, "That one is easy. You're all lovers having spats. Or, you don't know that you're lovers having spats."

Everyone stared at Randi, finally Harm spoke up, "All that aside, why the hell am I the only male."

Randi held up one finger, "Well, let's see, I'm guessing, and God I hope I'm not wrong, because then I'll be turned into a heap 'o Randi mush, Mac is bi." Mac didn't answer just blinked a few times, "Well,

I'm sure glad that either I'm right, or the good Major has a good sense of humor."

Mac looked between a gaping Harm, and the other military officer in the room, "Yes, yes...and even though I could be with a woman, for some reason I pick this pig headed idiot." She shook her head and

stormed towards one of the exam rooms. Harm quickly followed after her.

"Ow, God, remind me to take some aspirin whenever I get out of this."

Sam looked concernedly up at Kerry, she moved a strand of hair from Kerry's face. "Are you okay, and I just happen to have some. It is in my right pocket."

Kerry smirked, "And here I thought you were just happy to see me."

Sam didn't get the joke for a second, and then burst out laughing as Kerry maneuvered so that she could reach into Sam's pocket. Sam gasped, quickly trying to cover it. Kerry meanwhile blushed to the roots of her hair. She quickly took two of the pills, and threw the bottle somewhere. She swallowed once she looked back at Sam. "We...we...have to get out of here. Soon right? Air and all that?"

Sam shrugged, "You're the Doc Kerry. I'm just a soldier."

Kerry bit her lip, millions of thoughts crashing into each other in her head, she let her arms relax and she sank into Sam's body, and their lips met in a searing kiss. They both came up for air at the same time. It was Sam's turn to swallow. "So, we...we should try to get out of here. Maybe..." Sam growled since her eyes wouldn't seem to focus on anything except Kerry. Everything else was blurry. "Maybe we should use your crutch as...you know...like." She stopped speaking for a moment, "A lever."

Kerry nodded slowly, bringing her crutch nearer to her, and handing it to Sam. "Right...a lever..."

They both were breathing faster than recommended, and blinking much more than was necessary. "Let's hope this works, else...see you on the other side."

Monica signaled to Dana, "Uh, Scully, I believe that we've lost two of our...as Randi puts it...Lovers."

Dana shrugged, "Don't really care, I'm just worried about William. He is home all alone. We've never been apart this long. Do you think that Doggett will have the presence of mind to check on him if we don't get back from our meeting?"

Monica sighed dramatically, "Doggett, Doggett, Doggett. First it was Mulder, Mulder Mulder. Finally, you get some closure on that particular relationship, and now. Doggett. I like the man, but he is a thorn in my side. I wish, sometimes I wish he would just turn into a big pile of steely colored ooze." Now it was Monica's turn to storm off. Dana sighed, rolled her eyes, and followed Monica into one of the Trauma rooms.

Randi chuckled, "4 to 1 that they're not coming back either. Just gonna go poof. Which means, you guys gotta reconcile with your sweeties, make smoochy before you can get out of this infernal little

hell. Good luck to you."

Kim swallowed, Janet rubbed her belly, Tara stared off into space, and Willow switched her glare from Tara and the soda machine and back to Tara, and then the soda machine.

(1)

This day, this day of wrath

shall consume the world in ashes,

as foretold by David and the Sibyl.

What trembling there will be

When the judge shall come

to weigh everything strictly!

Fin - November 19th, 2001