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   Title: S.N.A.F.U. Chapter 33   
   Author: Emily Sim   
   Disclaimer/Notes: please see part 1   
      
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   Chapter 33   
      
   Diana pushed the video back in and hit fast forward.   
   The grainy images of Kristen and a much younger Hannah   
   filled the small screen. She hit the pause button.   
   Kristen had been the first success with the new   
   cloning technique. Retrieving her DNA from the site of   
   the fire had been a stroke of luck. Mostly luck. It   
   helped that Spender had Mulder under surveillance and   
   the snitch was ambitious enough to smell opportunity   
   when it presented itself. Letting the clone believe   
   she had been saved through the blood of those pathetic   
   friends of hers was sheer genius. She inched the video   
   forward in slow motion. This particular day showed the   
   two making cookies. Well, Kristen anyway, Hannah was   
   just rolling flour around.   
      
   It was a testament to the abilities of the scientist   
   that Kristen never questioned the living arrangements.   
   The two were kept confined until recently when the   
   team deemed the new technique a success, and decided   
   to push for phase two of the plan. They set them up in   
   a real house, with Spender's blessing of course. He   
   made a compelling argument for testing the product in   
   a real situation, and it helped that Hannah was   
   Samantha's child. The old man had a soft spot for her.   
   Diana had her own ideas as to why that might be, but   
   had found no evidence to support them yet. One day   
   she'd find what she needed.   
      
   The scientists couldn’t wait to tinker with the clone   
   once again, giving her new memories to go along with   
   the new life. Something had gone wrong though, and   
   Kristen had behaved contrary to what was predicted.   
   Somewhere in the video she hoped was the clue that   
   would tell her why Kristen had contacted Mulder.   
      
   She was startled when a cold hand touched her arm. She   
   gasped, her fear turning quickly to anger when she saw   
   whose hand it was. "Don't do that again."   
      
   "_I_ will do what I please, Diana." Spender released   
   her arm.   
      
   She hated all he had forced her to do, for what she   
   had become. She hated him because he made her give up   
   Fox, because he had allowed her to fall in love only   
   to cruelly pull her away. She hated that he could fill   
   her with lust for him even while hating him so   
   thoroughly.  And she hated that the project had become   
   almost as important, as meaningful, and as necessary   
   to her as it was to all the other key players. God   
   help her, she believed in what they were doing, as   
   twisted as it was.   
      
   "What have you found?" He lit a cigarette.   
      
   "Nothing yet." She ignored the hand he had now set on   
   her shoulder, tried to stifle the sneeze the first   
   waft of smoke always elicited. "I'm only on the first   
   set of tapes."   
      
   Spender leaned forward pushing himself into her ass.   
   "How long will you be?"   
      
   She chose to ignore him, to ignore the obvious ploy to   
   get her on her back, or her knees, again." Long. I   
   don’t want to miss anything."   
      
   "Oh." She heard the disappointment in his voice. She   
   could only get away with rejecting his advances when   
   the project was at stake. It was the only forgivable   
   rebuff. She always managed to find enough problems to   
   keep the contact to a minimum and if he was wise to   
   her tricks he kept it to himself. There were any   
   number of underlings, men and women, ready to spread   
   their legs or their asses for the big boss, hoping it   
   bought their advancement to the inner circle. It   
   didn't hurt that he was a decent lay.   
      
   "Well, then." He backed away and she heard him shift a   
   little. Probably adjusting his dick in his pants   
   before he walked out. Wouldn't do to let the others   
   see him leaving in that state. She felt a slight   
   twitch and fought against squeezing her legs together   
   as she recalled the size of his cock. Secretly she   
   believed he'd had the scientists engineer that. God   
   knows they could do just about anything.   
      
   "Why don’t you come back in an hour or so?" She   
   reached back and stroked him through his pants. "I   
   should need a break by then."   
      
   He grunted in affirmation, pushing her hand away.   
      
   She heard the door close behind him and shrugged her   
   shoulders, directing her comments to the frozen images   
   on the screen.   
      
   "It's just sex, after all."   
      
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