Title: Elelator go down the hole
Author: TeaL
E-mail : Talitha_1121@yahoo.com
Flames will be used to light Fowley's funeral pyre
Keywords :FowlFic
Rating : G
Summary: TFO angers the Elevator gods
Disclaimer:  All things XF related don't belong to me, 
if they did Diana would have been placed in a mass grave with all the other 
Mulder babes along time ago! oh yea and M&S would be *very* together! All 
hail the almighty CC, I am but a meek servant girl who means you  no harm.
AN: OK I'm blaming this piece of weirdness on the PPoS 
All this cartoon talk has messed with my mind...but in a good way!
It's just a short piece of fic...kinda a stress reliever  It's 2 am and 
this took me about 15 minutes so don't expect much!
BTW: Yup It's spelt 'elelator'...it's a baby plucky thing.

"Now I'm free, Free Falling" 

Elelator go down the hole
by TeaL

Diana stood waiting impatiently for one of the old federal building 
elevators to reach her floor, she swore they got slower every day.
They weren't overly old , simply overused and underappreciated....something 
Diana felt she could relate to.
Finally she heard the *ding* signifying the rickety box had arrived and with 
an almost strained sound the doors opened revealing no one inside
'Thank god', she thought.
She hated getting stuck in an elevator with one or more people from another 
unit, she never had anything to say but not wanting to look like a snob she 
usually flashed a brief smile that never reached her eyes and tried not to 
initiate a conversation.
After a moment Diana realised the doors had not yet closed and she'd been 
staring off into space, blushing ,she quickly pressed the 'door close' 
button and hit her floor number.
The elevator started up again slowly and made rather unhealthy sounds as it 
crept upwards.
"If you were going *any* slower you'd be going backwards.", she growled out 
loud.
Suddenly it stopped.....
Diana sighed
'Of course out of all the places for this thing to crap out , it chose to do 
so *between* floors', she mentally swore as she reached for the emergency 
phone.........to find it had been ripped away from the wall.
She was about to attempt to force the doors open herself like she'd seen on 
TV, although she wasn't sure what she'd do when faced with the brick 
wall......when just as unexpectedly as it had stopped , it started up again.
The elevator jerked upwards for a split second and Diana heard the sickly 
loud sound of cables breaking....her stomached lurched and settled in her 
throat, this was not good.
She felt suspended in mid air for a brief moment before she was bolted to 
the ground by an unbelievable force.
The elevator slammed full speed towards the basement, rapidly propelling 
Diana towards what was perhaps fated from the moment she woke up this 
morning....perhaps even since her birth.
Her mind raced with every event that had lead to her being in that 
particular elevator at that particular moment in time.
She whimpered
Scully......
If she hadn't stopped to glare at Scully for that second before she'd headed 
for the elevator, she could have caught it's neighboring car before it 
headed off and she would be now sitting safely in the cafeteria eating spam 
and not about to become it.
After what seemed an eternity the elevator crashed into the basement floor 
with a force that shook the entire building.....a force which was added to 
by Diana's over eating during the winter months.
Diana never had a chance.

"Woaaaaaah", Mulder grabbed his desk as it shook, "What the hell?"
Scully gripped the file cabinet and asked at that same exact moment
"What do you suppose that was?"
They both shrugged.
A loud *ding* of an elevator reaching their floor filtered into their 
office.
"Quick Mulder let's get this one before we're late for the meeting", Scully 
said as the two rushed towards the waiting car........

THE END
Yay you for getting this far down :)
Now if you send me feedback I'll....um...dedicate my next fic to ya.
Sounds like a plan! 
Parting shot: And if you still don't know , TFO stands for 'The Fowl One'
~No emergency phones were harmed while writing this fic~

C. March 1999 

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