Gambled Parts 4/17
By Debbie Eng (Wan-ping@juno.com)

* Note: Words in single quote ' ' denote mind speaking

10:32 AM
Caine's Kung Fu Academy

	Peter's mouth was hanging open, " MY name is in those files?  Are you 
kidding me? "

	" No, " Mulder replied as they headed into the academy.  As he walked 
in, he noticed that there were candles burning everywhere.  What kind of 
father did Peter have anyway?  No phone, no electricity.  He wondered if 
there was even running water in this place.

	" Hey, Pop!  You here?  Pop? " Peter called out.

	A very old man came out to greet them.  Mulder looked at him, wow, 
maybe Peter was one of those miracle babies that came later in life.  

	" Hello, Lo Si, " Peter greeted the old man.

	" Hullo to you too, Peter,  your father is not here at the moment, " 
Lo Si walked towards Peter, " You should not need to ask.  The bond between 
you is very close. "  Lo Si smiled, " And you are after all a shaolin cop. "

	" What's a shaolin cop? " Mulder asked, " I've read about shaolin 
priests, but I've never heard of a shaolin cop. "

	" Aahh, young Peter, who is your friend? " Lo Si asked finally looking 
at Mulder.  What Mulder didn't know was that Lo Si had already sensed someone 
with Peter before he had entered the room.

	" Oh sorry, Lo Si,  " Peter said, " This is Agent Mulder from the FBI, 
Agent Mulder this is the Ancient. "

	" I am called that because I am so ancient, " Lo Si laughed.

	Mulder bowed his head in respect, " Neih hou. "

	Lo Si grinned and patted Mulder on his back, " Aahh, he speaks Chinese
too, and with such respect. "  Lo Si took his hand away from Mulder's back.

	" No, I only know a couple of words.  Just enough to get my take out 
delivered, " Mulder grinned.  Lo Si looked into his eyes, " You are searching."

	" Yes, " Mulder was bewildered, how did this old man know?  " I've
been searching for my sister.  She was taken from my family when I was 12. "

	Lo Si nodded wisely.  Saying nothing as Mulder eagerly asked him 
questions.  Meanwhile Peter had been concentrating on his father.  This mind 
talking was still pretty new to him. ' Father, are you there?  Come in.  
Peter to Pop, Peter to Pop, come in Pop. '  God, I feel like Captain
Kirk trying to raise the starship Enterprise, Peter thought.

	' Enter..prise? ' came his father's voice in his mind.  Then he felt 
a slight slap on his cheek, ' I thought I told you not to call me, Pop. '

	' Po...Father, you gotta show me how to do that, ' Peter felt his 
father shrug.

	' Did you need something, my son?  Or were you just practicing your 
shaolin powers? '

	' I need to talk to you, in person. '

	' Aahh, this is about the recent deaths in Chinatown then? ' his 
father asked.

	' Yes, how did you...forget I even started to ask, so can we meet 
somewhere? '

	' Yes...I can meet you at the Red Flower Tea Shop. '

	' All right, we're on our way then, I'll see you soon, I'm signing 
off ' Peter felt his father's curiosity at his odd words as he let go of the 
mental link.  

	" OK, Mulder let's go, " Peter said, " My father said he'd meet us at 
the Red Flower Tea Shop. "

	"Huh?  But how?  Are you telepathic or something? "  Mulder was 
puzzled and disappointed.  The ancient hadn't told him anything. However,
he was always open to strange and exciting things.  After all, he wasn't head 
of the X-files division in the FBI for nothing.

	" I guess you could say, or something, I'll explain about this 
shaolin cop thing on our way there.  Come on."

	" See you later, Lo Si, " Peter called as he opened the door.
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