Secrets Unbound.
Disclaimer.
The following story is a work of fan fiction by a fan of both Stargate SG1 and The X-Files. Stargate SG1 is owned by Sony/MGM and Gekko Productions, The X-Files is owned by 20th Century Fox and Ten Thirteen Productions. I am in no way affiliated to any of the above production companies and have not been paid, nor do I expect to receive any payment, for the story 'Secrets Unbound'.
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08:10. J. Edgar Hoover Building, Washington D.C.
As the elevator doors slowly opened, Agent Dana Scully looked through at the short darkened corridor beyond. The steel shelf lined corridor had become a regular feature now, this being her fifth year on assignment to the X-Files, as regular a feature as the basement office she shared with her partner Fox Mulder.
The red haired FBI Agent made her way down the short corridor and followed a right hand bend at the bottom. A door with a frosted glass panel was on her left and she opened it without knocking.
The office beyond was in its usual cluttered state. Various book shelves lined the walls and were full of books on such diverse subjects as UFOs, Ghosts, just about every kind of paranormal phenomenon that could be thought of. She had even found a book once on the Deli Lama and still couldn't figure out how you could get an Esoteric scientific study. As usual, the most striking feature of the office managed to grab her attention, a poster on the wall showing a hazy picture of a flying saucer and, underneath in big bold letters, the words 'I WANT TO BELIEVE'. Underneath the book shelves, the poster and various other photos that adorned the walls were the steel filing cabinets that held the X-Files, a repository of all the wierd and outlandish cases that the FBI hierarchy had labelled as paranormal and, therefore, worthy of no further investigation.
Behind a desk in the centre of the room, a desk full of books, paperwork and the ever present slide projector, sat Agent Mulder. Standing six foot two tall and with his brown hair brushed back, Mulder could easilly be described as having boyish good looks. The jacket of his regulation suit was hanging over the back of his chair and he was sitting with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up and his tie loose around his collar.
As usual he had heard the thick heels of Scully's shoes in the corridor outside, so he was ready with a smile and a greeting of "Morning!"
"Morning." Replied Scully with a brief smile.
Mulder saw that she was wearing a light blue skirt suit with a white blouse. He couldn't help noticing that her clothes accented the copper tones of her hair, hair that was styled to show off her lean, high cheek-boned face to its best.
Blue eyes twinkled as Scully regarded Mulder lounging in his chair, reading a paper with the headline 'Anaphylactic Shock From Bee Stings On The Rise.' "Busy?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
Mulder gave her a sardonic smile. "It was either this or the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon."
At that moment the telephone rang. The two Agents looked at it and then back at each other. "That's incredible!" Said Mulder. "You do it every time." He looked at the lcd readout on the phone and saw that it said 'outside call'. He picked up the receiver. "FBI's most unwanted, Mulder speaking!" He paused for a moment, listening to the caller and then said "Frohike, not heard from you guys for a while."
At the mention of the Lone Gunman's shortest member, Scully's eyes rolled heavenward.
Mulder grinned at his partners reaction while listening to the conspiracy theorist on the other end of the phone. "No, can't say that I have..! Colorado..? Sounds like a job for the IRS. What does this have to..! Ok, I'll swing by this afternoon." He glanced up at Scully. "I'll see if she's free." He said with an impish grin. Unheard by Scully, there was a click as the phone line went dead. "She's wearing a blue skirt..!" He almost fell off his chair trying to avoid a ballistic book. "I'm kidding!" He yelled with a laugh.
