The X-Files: Tyvenas
(Conclusion to "The X-Files: Emexus)
J. EDGAR HOOVER FBI BUILDING.
Chapter One-Action
AGENT MULDER.
I stared at Elizabeth.
"What do you mean 'I'm still a werewolf?'" I asked slowly. "I thought you said that it was over,"
"It's not! I was coming here to tell you and they followed me in a car!" Elizabeth cried.
Other agents were watching us curiously. Deciding that it would be best not to make a scene in front of them, I gently grabbed Elizabeth's elbow and Scully and I began heading back down to my office.
Once we entered the office, I closed my office door and Elizabeth sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk. Scully and I leaned against my desk. I folded my arms over my chest. Scully was frowning.
"What's really going on here? How'd they find you?" I asked.
"I-I don't know! They must've known I had gone into the witness protection program somehow, or there was someone already in the program who was part of the pack!"
Scully and I looked at each other.
"They're like locus'," Scully said. "They're everywhere!"
"I know!" Elizabeth cried.
"Let me ask you something…is there a way to stop this? Or does it keep going like the energizer bunny?"
"This is the last pack! I swear! The leader of this pack holds everything! Destroy her and it's all over for good!" Elizabeth replied.
I could see the genuine fear in her eyes.
"Now why would they want to kill Mulder?" Scully asked.
"Because they found out that he's helping me," Elizabeth said, panicked. "They found out that the other girl was just a clone to help me. So now, they want to kill Mulder for helping me."
"Where can we go now? We can't have werewolves running all over DC," Scully replied.
I broke into a grin.
"You definitely have crossed over, Scully," I teased her.
Scully looked at me.
"Bite me, Mulder,"
Elizabeth managed a grin despite the fear in her eyes and expression.
"My parents have a house up in Maine. I'm sorry I never told you about it. That house was for hiding. I used to hide many a time there from my parents,"
I tilted my head.
"Wow…let's say we get going huh?"
Elizabeth nodded eagerly.
Scully, however, looked confused.
"I still can't believe this isn't over…but you're right. We should get going as fast as possible,"
Elizabeth led us out of the office and building. I went over to my car and opened the driver's side door. Just then, a car came speeding around the corner.
It was black with tinted windows…and it looked like a Chevrolet Lumina. I saw the passenger side window start to roll down.
"Get down!" I cried as I rolled over the front hood of my car and grabbed Elizabeth and Scully and shoved them to the ground.
Gunfire went off. Bits of glass from my car showered us.
I covered Scully and Elizabeth's body protectively with mine. After a few moments, we heard the car turn a corner and then there was silence.
I slowly let Elizabeth and Scully up. They were gone. My car had bullet holes in it. The windows were shot out and there was a flat tire on the front left wheel.
"Are you two okay?" I asked.
Scully and Elizabeth nodded.
"You see? They know where I am," Elizabeth said, hugging herself.
"Well, let's get moving to Maine. I'm going to have to rent a car," I replied.
I had Scully and Elizabeth wait for me in the lobby as I went up to the 3rd floor and signed for a rental car. Once I had it, Scully and Elizabeth followed me to the FBI's underground parking lot. We had rented a Ford Taurus, blue, four-door.
We climbed into the rental car and I put the car in drive. We pulled out of the parking lot and got on the highway North. We were on our way to Maine.
EN ROUTE TO MAINEROUTE 187 North
Since it was six hours to get from DC to Maine, we were stopped in New York overnight and then continuing the rest of the way in the morning. Elizabeth informed us that the town was Washington where the house was.
The weirdest thing happened when we pulled into a rest stop to get something to eat. There was a Burger King, restaurant there. I pulled into the parking lot and found a spot. I put the car in park and then shut off the engine. Scully, Elizabeth and I pushed open our doors and climbed out. We entered the building. Scully and Elizabeth headed for the rest rooms.
"When you come out, we'll grab something to eat," I replied.
They nodded and headed off.
I looked around. There were a lot of families there. There was a little girl and her parents sitting at a table near the window eating and laughing. I felt myself smiling.
The little girl caught my gaze and she gave me a big grin. I grinned back. Her parents also were smiling.
About 4 minutes later, Scully emerged from the bathroom.
"Feeling 20 pounds lighter I gather?" I asked, turning to her and grinned.
"Oh yeah," Scully said.
She looked around.
"Where's Elizabeth?"
"Didn't she come out with you?" I asked.
Scully shook her head.
"Maybe she's having trouble going," I suggested.
"Mulder you can be really gross sometimes," Scully said, shaking her head, but there was a smile.
"What?" I asked, deadpan. "It could happen you know!"
We waited. Finally, Elizabeth came out of the ladies room.
"Mulder thought you had trouble going," Scully relayed to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth burst out laughing.
"Or I was thinking more along the lines of 'Fell in'" I added.
Elizabeth giggled.
"Let's get some food…I'm hungry," Scully said.
"Why don't I get the food and you two sit? What would you like?" I suggested.
"Are you paying? Or do Elizabeth and I have to chip in?" Scully asked, raising an eyebrow.
I knew she was teasing, so I decided to go along with it.
"Well, I don't have any money, so I guess in order to get some you're going to have to put on a strip show for everyone here,"
Elizabeth giggled even more.
"Please, if you did that, you'd put everyone here in the hospital with damaged corneas," Scully replied.
Elizabeth laughed but I caught her blushing furiously.
"Seriously. I'm paying. What would you two like?"
"Whopper, fries and a Sprite," Elizabeth replied.
"Scully?"
"Whopper, onion rings, Coke," Scully replied.
"Okie Dokie," I replied winking at Elizabeth.
AGENT SCULLY.
Elizabeth blushed when Mulder winked at her. He headed off to get on line. Elizabeth and I sat next to a table where a little girl and her family were sitting talking happily and eating. I caught Elizabeth watching them with a wistful and sad expression on her face.
"I wish I had normal parents…just a normal family," Elizabeth said, sadly as she watched the father tickle the little girl.
The little girl laughed.
"I know…it must be hard for you. But I assure you it will be over. Mulder and I care about you greatly," I said, softly putting a hand on Elizabeth's shoulder.
She smiled at me, but I thought I saw a bit of jealously mixed with it.
I decided that it was probably my imagination.
Mulder came back with the food and sat across from Elizabeth and I. He handed out the food and we began eating.
About two minutes later, we heard the little girl scream from the table beside us.
Mulder and I snapped our heads up.
She was staring at her hamburger like it was going to attack her. We listened to what she was shrieking.
"Mommy! This burger is Fifi!" she cried.
"No! Honey, no! Fifi is safe back in his cage! There's nothing wrong with the burger," The mother was saying soothingly.
"Look!" the little girl screamed as she showed the mother the hamburger.
The color drained from the mother's face. Mulder and I looked at each other then stood up.
The mother grabbed the little girl's hand.
"What's wrong, honey?" the father asked as he too stood up.
"We're leaving," the mother replied shortly.
As the little girl passed Elizabeth, she screamed again.
"There's a monster!" she screamed at Elizabeth.
"I'm sorry," the mother apologized quickly to Elizabeth.
The mother, the little girl and the father quickly left the restaurant in a hurry. Mulder and I exchanged looks again before we went over to their table and glanced at the burger.
I covered my mouth with my hand and looked away. There was a burnt hamster lying there.
I turned away, feeling nausea rolling over me. As I did, I grabbed Mulder's arm. He slowly turned around as we both stared at Elizabeth.
She was staring in the direction that the family had gone. She had a strange smile on her face and I saw the arc of jaundice around her irises.
Deciding to pretend that I didn't see it, I cleared my throat and forced myself to speak cheerfully.
"Liz? Are you done?" I asked.
She blinked.
"Oh, yeah," she grinned.
"Hey, we're going to speak to the manager for a second. Why don't you wait in the car?" Mulder suggested brightly.
"Sure," Elizabeth grinned.
She bounced out of the building.
"Did you see her?" I asked him stunned.
"Yeah. What's going on with her? She's starting to act differently," Mulder mused.
"I don't know. But let's speak to the manager about that 'incident' just now,"
We got the manager and showed him the burger.
"I swear that was not there when we cooked it. We cooked a regular patty," the manager said, looking pale and sick.
Truthfully, I was still feeling sick myself.
"It's okay. You're not in trouble. We're just going to have to find out what happened," Mulder said to the manager.
After we questioned her, Mulder and I slowly walked out to the car.
"What just happened?" Mulder mused.
"I don't know. But I don't think Elizabeth is acting herself. Let's not say anything to her just yet. It might be nothing," I replied.
"Good idea. You okay? You look sick," Mulder said, scrutinizing me carefully.
"I feel sick from that…" my voice trailed off as a strong wave of nausea rolled over me.
I leaned against the Taurus and vomited.
Once I was done, I straightened up. Mulder cringed.
"I think you'd better take a drink of my soda. That helps the stomach," Mulder replied, handing me his soda.
I took several sips and then handed it back to him.
We climbed into the car. I leaned back against the passenger seat. The soda was starting to help me.
"Agent Scully? Are you okay?" Elizabeth asked, concerned.
"Yeah. Something just didn't sit with me the right way," I said, closing my eyes.
Mulder started the car and we pulled out of the parking lot. We still had about an hour to go before we hit New York.
I decided to take a nap for a bit. I snuggled up in the seat and turned my head toward Mulder. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the gentle rocking motion of the car. Mulder ended up putting on the radio and the music calmed me down even more. I heard Mulder and Elizabeth talking as I drifted off to sleep.
I ended up dreaming….
Mulder and I are fighting dark shapes. For some reason, I didn't want to shoot one of the shapes. Mulder changed into the wolf. I aimed the gun at the dark shape because I knew if I had let it live, it would be the end of humanity as we know it. I pulled the trigger. I looked at the dark shape now…it was Elizabeth…I screamed.
I woke up screaming. I heard the brake being pressed and I felt the car fishtail for a few moments as Mulder pulled the car onto the shoulder of the highway.
I was breathing heavily. Mulder put the car in park and turned toward me.
"Scully? Are you okay?" Mulder demanded, gently taking my face in his hands.
I looked at him shaking.
His blue eyes were filled with concern and worry. I glanced back at Elizabeth. She too, was looking concerned.
I turned my eyes back onto Mulder.
"I had a bad dream…that's all," I replied.
I stared at Mulder meaningfully hoping he got the gist that I couldn't tell him in front of Elizabeth. Thankfully, he did.
"Oh. It's okay," Mulder said softly.
"Are you okay, Agent Scully?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yeah. I just had a really bad dream…that's all. I'm okay," I said, smiling.
Elizabeth looked relieved and then sat back against the back seat.
Mulder let go of my face and turned and put the car back in drive. We pulled off the shoulder of the highway and continued.
I had no idea what that dream meant, but I could tell that it wasn't good.
We arrived in New York. Mulder found us a hotel near Central Park.
Elizabeth and I were sharing a room. Mulder was next door to us.
I finally was able to pull Mulder aside and tell him about the dream.
"What do you think it meant?" he asked, searching my face.
"I don't know…but I have a feeling Elizabeth is going to show us her true colors and they won't be pretty,"