Disclaimer - Okay, okay, I admit it, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Leo, Wyatt, Mulder and Scully aren't mine. I dont like it but I guess I have to live with it. They're really Aaron Spelling's and Chris Caster's ...

Chapter One - Bar Brawl

**Middle of Nowhere, Texas.**

Mulder stared at the digital clock inside the black rental car Scully was driving along a deserted road in the middle of nowhere, Texas. His eyes were stinging from tiredness - they'd been on a case for almost two weeks, and finally, they were heading home. After figuring out that Mulder's theory was right as usual.

His bloodshot eyes were beginning to droop when Scully made a sudden u-turn back in the direction of a run-down bar they'd passed about 10 seconds ago. Mulder held on to the dashboard for dear life - he figured he wouldn't need that strong coffee he'd been thinking about for the past few hours!

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Scully!"

She didn't answer him, just parked in front of the bar and sat shaking her head. She knew she'd seen something, but she just wasn't sure what it was. Now as she looked around, all she could see was darkness, with a few puddles of light where the lights of the bar shone. Maybe she really was as tired as Mulder looked.

'I must be going nuts. Really flipped my lid. Gotta have, nothing's there for Christ's sake!'

But she had definitely seen the man in the middle of the road, striding toward the bar entrance with a blue ball of what seemed something electrical, in his right hand, tossing it gently in the air.

"Scully...what's wrong with you?"

"Uh...nothing... just... thought I saw something. Guess I didn't."

Mulder didn't say anything, just looked at her as though he was confirmed Scully's thought that she'd lost her mind. She turned the key in the ignition but Mulder stopped her. She gave him a quizzical look, one eyebrow almost disappearing into her hairline.

"I have to go to the bathroom. You wanna wait here?"

She shook her head and unbuckled her seatbelt. What she'd seen, or what she thought she'd seen had unnerved the woman who barely ever showed any emotion in the 6 years she and Mulder had known each other. He knew something wasn't right but he isn't exactly stupid enough to push the matter - he knows full well what happens when you push his sometimes-fiery partner too hard!

So he simply let her follow him into the rather empty bar, the stench of stale smoke and beer hit them hard as they walked through the door. Some guy in tight jeans, check shirt and cowboy boots gave her a sleazy smile. She had the sudden urge to run to the bathroom herself and vomit. She flashed him that glare we all know and love but he didn't take the hint. Scully moved to the other side of the bar, closer to the bathrooms where she spotted a slender woman, with dark brown hair cascading to the small of her back. The corset top she wore barely covered her cleavage, and her skirt was so short, Scully could almost see her underwear. Scully watched her dance around a tanned man. He wasn't like any of the bikers and cowboys that occupied most of the bar. He wore dress pants and a shirt, the first few buttons unfastened revealing a broad muscular chest.

"You ready to go or are you just going to stare at them all night?"

Scully jumped out of her trance at the sound of Mulder's voice. She turned round to follow him to the exit... they were only two steps away from it when it literally blasted off the hinges. And shattered into god knows how many pieces as the man she saw before stalked inside, barging past them toward the couple Scully had been watching so intently. The woman was sitting on the man's lap when the other guy, dressed all in black with a leather trench coat, extended his hand out in front of him. He aimed it at the woman, who rose to her feet abruptly, like he was controlling her.