Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Files and this is not for profit. The New Girl II

            Bay Caitlin "Jinx" Wasson

Chapter One

Plans

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

            The string quartet played the wedding march as she stepped down the aisle, holding a bouquet of white roses, tulips, and orchids and her father on her arm walking her down the aisle. The crowd stood to watch her pass, dabbing at their eyes with tissues. David stood at the front of the church, smiling and waiting for her.

            As they approached the end of the aisle and the pulpit, her father stopped and lifted up her veil, planting a kiss on her forehead. "I love you Rianna," he whispered as he handed her off to David.

            "Rianna…" David said. "Rianna…"

            "Rianna…" Scully said, shaking the slender young woman's shoulder. "Rianna wake up. There's a call for you."

            "Huh?" she mumbled, confused.

            "You fell asleep," Scully told her patiently. "On top of a stack of bridal magazines in our office. You now have newsprint on your face. Skinner is on the phone for you."

            Rianna nodded. "Thanks," she said and she took the handset from Scully. "Hello? Agent Rianna Heart speaking."

            "Rianna, this is Skinner. I need you up in my office right away. We something we need to discuss," Skinner said.

            "Okay, give me five minutes and I will be up in your office, ready to talk," she said.

            "No, Rianna," he told her. "Now."

            She was instantly worried. "Okay sir. I'll be there."

            "What'd Skinner want?" Scully asked.

            "I have to go up to the office right away," she said, trying to smooth her hair and wipe away the newsprint on her face.

            Mulder chose that time to walk in, late as usual. "Hey sweetie," he said, going over to Scully and kissing her on the lips. "Hi Rianna. Did you fall asleep in the office last night? David called looking for you last night but you weren't home. I figured you'd gone out to eat since he's in Dallas but…"

            "Yeah, I did," she admitted. "As soon as this meeting's over, I need to run home and change my clothes. Dana and I have the final fitting this afternoon. I can't believe the wedding is only a week and a half away."

            "I know. I can't believe how much you got done in your hospital bed. I doubt I could have done what you did," Scully replied.

            Rianna smiled. "Yeah, David didn't either. And then when I got home, he expected me to lay around all day, watching T.V. and getting fat until the doctors declared me fit enough for work."

            Mulder and Scully laughed.

            "I do believe you are incapable of becoming fat, Rianna," Mulder said. "You're what? 95 now?"

            "105," Rianna replied proudly. "And my doctor says that's just about perfect for me since I'm already extremely petite."

            "That's great," Scully said, happy that her sister was finally at an acceptable weight, up from the 75 pounds she'd weighed at the worst of it.

            Rianna grimed. "I know," she said. She glanced at her watch. "Well, it has been five minutes since Skinner called, making me officially late for the first time in my life. I've got to go figure out what he wants."

            "Okay," Mulder said. "Talk to you later."

            Rianna stepped out of the office, smoothing her hair as the coworkers she passed stared. Normally so put together, her appearance was disheveled and sloppy. Well, that was what came out of spending the night in the office with a stack of magazines as your pillow. She walked into the elevator and punched the button to go to her superior's floor.

            As she walked into the office, the concerned faces of Skinner and Dr. Readen greeted her.

            "Rianna, take a seat," Skinner told her.

            "What's this about?" she asked.

            Dr. Readen looked at her intently. "Rianna, something showed up on your blood work, something you need to know about."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX