Project Quantum Leap Stallion’s Gate, New Mexico January 27, 1996 “All right, now *how* did you get in here?” Admiral Al Calavicci was furious as he paced in front of the four intruders. His fists were clenched tightly, one around … Continue reading →

Stallion Springs, New Mexico January 27, 1996 Mulder climbed back into the driver’s seat of the car with a satisfied smile on his face. Without saying a word, he closed his door, buckled his seat-belt, and started the engine, still … Continue reading →

January 26, 1996 the sky above Albuquerque, New Mexico “Ladies and Gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the ‘Fasten Seat Belts’ sign, indicating our approach into the Albuquerque area. At this time we ask that you please discontinue use of … Continue reading →

Project Quantum Leap Stallion’s Gate, New Mexico January 24, 1996 Admiral Calavicci stormed into the Control Room, the color of his face varying curiously from anger-red to fear-white. Ironically, either one matched his outfit, which consisted of a red jacket, … Continue reading →

Four high-beam flashlights cut ribbons of light out of the shadows inside the large, empty building. The door that had once filled the space that the human intruders were standing in hung open, a large black scar on its lock … Continue reading →

Metropolis 1996 Scully bit her lip in frustration. In the time they had been speaking with Clark Kent and Lois Lane, they had managed to find out almost nothing, except that both insisted that Superman’s abilities were genuine. She had … Continue reading →

Metropolis “Any luck?” Clark asked, glancing over Lois’s shoulder at her computer. “Well, sort of. I found a biography of Dr. Samuel Beckett fairly easily, thought it hasn’t been updated for at least three or four years.” She pointed to … Continue reading →

Juan Pablo’s Mexican Restaurant Stallion Springs, New Mexico June 9, 2000 “Admiral Calavicci! It’s so good to finally meet you face to face!” Al scowled at the man who was extending a hand towards him. “Cut to the chase, *Governor*. … Continue reading →

Washington “Have you noticed how strange Mack Sherman’s been acting lately?” Dana Scully turned to stare incredulously at her partner, her winter coat in one hand. “Mack Sherman? The janitor?” Mulder nodded, reaching for his own coat. “I caught him … Continue reading →