The Duplication. Part 1.
"Ok! Round up all the agents. I need a 3-mile perimeter of the Engtone bank. All buildings need a floor check to be done with a minimum of two agents together. No one goes on their own! Move out and keep on frequency 5,12 on your radios! Keep your gun off safety. Move, move now"! I yelled at the agents as they ran off in pairs to check my orders out. Stupid Mulder! I have to do this whilst he gets to relax.
"Special agent Scully! Do you copy? We need back up immediately to the Duneaden State Building. We have the suspect!" Agent Spender called in.
"Where did you find him, I need a floor!" I picked up a map and leapt into my car. I drove to the Duneaden State Building and loaded my gun.
"Floor 3, in the men's room near the lifts." Spender called through the earpiece attached to the radio.
"Great! Just what I always wanted to see! I'll be there in 1 minute!" I yelled as I turned into the buildings parameter. I checked my safety vest and gun and jumped out. I ran into the building and over to the desk.
"Clear everyone you can out of here on floor 2 and below. No fire alarms to be used!" I flashed my badge and started for the stairs. I glided up two stairs at a time. I reached the 3rd floor not even out of breath. I headed silently to the men's room by the lifts.
"Spender are you in there? Is Krychek still under your arrest?" I called through the door.
"Yeah, I still have him. Wait! Oh god no! He has my gun! Tell my family I love.." Agent Spender was cut off by something as I heard 2 gunshots. I pushed the door in and saw Krychek with the gun still aimed at Spender's chest. He had a look of pure horror on his face as if something went wrong.
"Freeze! FBI! Drop the gun and step back!" I cuffed him to the sink and attended to Spender's bullet holes in his chest. I put pressure on the wounds and radioed out for assistance.
"Agent down in Duneaden State Building. 3rd floor, men's room by the lifts. 2 gunshots to the chest. Please hurry!" I looked into Spender's eye's and saw pain and love rushing out.
"Where was your partner!?!? Didn't you listen to me when I said go in pairs!" I questioned him.
"I..did..but.Krychek..over powered..us." Spender pointed over to the end cubicle. In it I could see and agent's feet poking out. "Hold onto this and keep the pressure on it." I thrust the rag into his hand and ran over to the end cubicle. I checked for a pulse and found none. I ran back over to Spender and checked for a pulse.
"Dammit! Lost him! Krychek your gonna pay for this!" I screamed at him.
"Ha ha ha, that's what you think!" Krychek screamed as he tried pushing past me.
"Nooo!" I screamed. I fell to the floor and accidentally pulled the trigger.
"Ahhhhh! Help!" Krychek screamed as blood was steadily pumping out through his foot.
"What's going on here Scully?" Dogget ran through the door to find me on the floor and covered in blood still holding the gun, Spender and another agent dead and Krychek on the floor with a hole in his foot.
"Let's get you cleaned up whilst the paramedics save a worthless life." Dogget guided me out of the building as I shakily let him guide me out. Before I could tell what happened, I was surrounded by a whole swarm of news reporters trying to get a story. Out the corner of my eye I could see someone pulling the news reporters out of the way. I just hope it isn't A D Skinner. He's the last person I want to talk to right now. I then realised who it was, Mulder, 'my mulder'. He punched the last reporter out of the way and decided not to hug me as I was covered in blood.
"Mulder, you're here.where were you?" I held his gaze, not letting him out of my sight for even one second.
"Scully, I thought you could do with some clean clothes so I stopped over by your apartment and picked up them up. Don't even ask how I got them. Ok?" Mulder produced my white shirt, black trousers, my favourite long black coat, 3 inch black heels and a wash-bag.
"That's so thoughtful of you Mulder." I took the bag and headed to the clean up suite the FBI always ended up bringing. I got in and started getting off all the blood. That's when I noticed more blood on my stomach after I had washed it off. I checked and found a 5 inch slit on my stomach. I then grabbed the wash-bag and found bandages. I wrapped them round till I was sure it was ok. I checked through the clothing to see what else Mulder had put in. Stockings-good, underwear..what underwear..it looked like a piece of string. I put everything on and headed out.
"So what do you think of the clothes I picked out for you?" Mulder gave me his famous cheeky grin.
"I'll talk to you about it later, but I think I need to get to a hospital. I'm bleeding." I gingerly pulled my shirt up halfway up to reveal the already blood soaked bandages. "I'll say you do." Mulder guided me carefully to his car. I pulled out my scarf I had on and put it under my shirt on the cut so that I hopefully wouldn't have to change again. That made me wince in pain.
"So how'd that happen?" Mulder looked at my stomach.
"It must have happened when Krychek pushed past me, I felt something but I didn't think anything of it." I said as we stopped outside the hospital.
"Mulder.I'm scared.there's just so much blood everywhere." My hand was now covered again with blood, as was my scarf, bandages and shirt.
"Hang on, we're almost there. Just a few more feet." Mulder said as I felt my legs turn to jelly. Suddenly Mulder scooped me up and ran to the door.
"AFA, blood loss about 3 pints and loosing more by the second. BP is 60 over 75. Pulse is dropping." Those words of the doctor's were the last words I could understand.
* 5 Hours Later *
"Hey.Mulder." I then stopped as I realised what I was wearing. A very unflattering hospital gown. The one that does up the back. I lifted Mulder's hand off mine and set about to finding some clothes to wear. I almost woke Mulder up when I practically went flying over a bag. It looked familiar so I checked it and found more clean clothes of mine. I pulled the bag along to the changing cubicle and rummaged through. Oh great! Typical Mulder! The only type of clothing was kinky style.shorter skirts than I liked, low tops, push up bras and string for underwear. I chose the least revealing clothes I could and put them on carefully over my bandages. I was actually starting to like these clothes Mulder got strangely enough. I walked out the changing cubicle to see that Mulder had gone. I went to open the door to my room to leave but the pain in my stomach got worse. I sat on the chair taking short breath. That had seemed to help. I got up and decided it might be best to sit on something softer; the bed seemed a good idea.
"Scully your up and walking. Sorry about the choice of clothes but I knew your size and those were the only ones I could get." Mulder put down the coffees and sat down in the chair.
"Don't worry about it Mulder, they're actually very comfy and they look ok on me." I got up and turned sideways. Seeing Mulder's eye's follow me gave me an idea.
"Does my bum look big in this?" This was going to be interesting. I turned round to give him a better view.
"No! It looks lovely and small." Mulder then realising what he thought was a mistake started blushing. I went over to him and sat down on his lap. Mulder looked stunned, but stunned in a good way. I leaned forward and whispered something so quietly in his ear that he would have to ask me what I said. My plan worked.
"What..di..did..you..say Scully?" Mulder seemed as nervous as I was, maybe even more nervous.
"I said I'm gonna kiss you!" I said as I interlocked with him. Everything seemed so perfect. Mulder must have been enjoying it.
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"Ok! Round up all the agents. I need a 3-mile perimeter of the Engtone bank. All buildings need a floor check to be done with a minimum of two agents together. No one goes on their own! Move out and keep on frequency 5,12 on your radios! Keep your gun off safety. Move, move now"! I yelled at the agents as they ran off in pairs to check my orders out. Stupid Mulder! I have to do this whilst he gets to relax.
"Special agent Scully! Do you copy? We need back up immediately to the Duneaden State Building. We have the suspect!" Agent Spender called in.
"Where did you find him, I need a floor!" I picked up a map and leapt into my car. I drove to the Duneaden State Building and loaded my gun.
"Floor 3, in the men's room near the lifts." Spender called through the earpiece attached to the radio.
"Great! Just what I always wanted to see! I'll be there in 1 minute!" I yelled as I turned into the buildings parameter. I checked my safety vest and gun and jumped out. I ran into the building and over to the desk.
"Clear everyone you can out of here on floor 2 and below. No fire alarms to be used!" I flashed my badge and started for the stairs. I glided up two stairs at a time. I reached the 3rd floor not even out of breath. I headed silently to the men's room by the lifts.
"Spender are you in there? Is Krychek still under your arrest?" I called through the door.
"Yeah, I still have him. Wait! Oh god no! He has my gun! Tell my family I love.." Agent Spender was cut off by something as I heard 2 gunshots. I pushed the door in and saw Krychek with the gun still aimed at Spender's chest. He had a look of pure horror on his face as if something went wrong.
"Freeze! FBI! Drop the gun and step back!" I cuffed him to the sink and attended to Spender's bullet holes in his chest. I put pressure on the wounds and radioed out for assistance.
"Agent down in Duneaden State Building. 3rd floor, men's room by the lifts. 2 gunshots to the chest. Please hurry!" I looked into Spender's eye's and saw pain and love rushing out.
"Where was your partner!?!? Didn't you listen to me when I said go in pairs!" I questioned him.
"I..did..but.Krychek..over powered..us." Spender pointed over to the end cubicle. In it I could see and agent's feet poking out. "Hold onto this and keep the pressure on it." I thrust the rag into his hand and ran over to the end cubicle. I checked for a pulse and found none. I ran back over to Spender and checked for a pulse.
"Dammit! Lost him! Krychek your gonna pay for this!" I screamed at him.
"Ha ha ha, that's what you think!" Krychek screamed as he tried pushing past me.
"Nooo!" I screamed. I fell to the floor and accidentally pulled the trigger.
"Ahhhhh! Help!" Krychek screamed as blood was steadily pumping out through his foot.
"What's going on here Scully?" Dogget ran through the door to find me on the floor and covered in blood still holding the gun, Spender and another agent dead and Krychek on the floor with a hole in his foot.
"Let's get you cleaned up whilst the paramedics save a worthless life." Dogget guided me out of the building as I shakily let him guide me out. Before I could tell what happened, I was surrounded by a whole swarm of news reporters trying to get a story. Out the corner of my eye I could see someone pulling the news reporters out of the way. I just hope it isn't A D Skinner. He's the last person I want to talk to right now. I then realised who it was, Mulder, 'my mulder'. He punched the last reporter out of the way and decided not to hug me as I was covered in blood.
"Mulder, you're here.where were you?" I held his gaze, not letting him out of my sight for even one second.
"Scully, I thought you could do with some clean clothes so I stopped over by your apartment and picked up them up. Don't even ask how I got them. Ok?" Mulder produced my white shirt, black trousers, my favourite long black coat, 3 inch black heels and a wash-bag.
"That's so thoughtful of you Mulder." I took the bag and headed to the clean up suite the FBI always ended up bringing. I got in and started getting off all the blood. That's when I noticed more blood on my stomach after I had washed it off. I checked and found a 5 inch slit on my stomach. I then grabbed the wash-bag and found bandages. I wrapped them round till I was sure it was ok. I checked through the clothing to see what else Mulder had put in. Stockings-good, underwear..what underwear..it looked like a piece of string. I put everything on and headed out.
"So what do you think of the clothes I picked out for you?" Mulder gave me his famous cheeky grin.
"I'll talk to you about it later, but I think I need to get to a hospital. I'm bleeding." I gingerly pulled my shirt up halfway up to reveal the already blood soaked bandages. "I'll say you do." Mulder guided me carefully to his car. I pulled out my scarf I had on and put it under my shirt on the cut so that I hopefully wouldn't have to change again. That made me wince in pain.
"So how'd that happen?" Mulder looked at my stomach.
"It must have happened when Krychek pushed past me, I felt something but I didn't think anything of it." I said as we stopped outside the hospital.
"Mulder.I'm scared.there's just so much blood everywhere." My hand was now covered again with blood, as was my scarf, bandages and shirt.
"Hang on, we're almost there. Just a few more feet." Mulder said as I felt my legs turn to jelly. Suddenly Mulder scooped me up and ran to the door.
"AFA, blood loss about 3 pints and loosing more by the second. BP is 60 over 75. Pulse is dropping." Those words of the doctor's were the last words I could understand.
* 5 Hours Later *
"Hey.Mulder." I then stopped as I realised what I was wearing. A very unflattering hospital gown. The one that does up the back. I lifted Mulder's hand off mine and set about to finding some clothes to wear. I almost woke Mulder up when I practically went flying over a bag. It looked familiar so I checked it and found more clean clothes of mine. I pulled the bag along to the changing cubicle and rummaged through. Oh great! Typical Mulder! The only type of clothing was kinky style.shorter skirts than I liked, low tops, push up bras and string for underwear. I chose the least revealing clothes I could and put them on carefully over my bandages. I was actually starting to like these clothes Mulder got strangely enough. I walked out the changing cubicle to see that Mulder had gone. I went to open the door to my room to leave but the pain in my stomach got worse. I sat on the chair taking short breath. That had seemed to help. I got up and decided it might be best to sit on something softer; the bed seemed a good idea.
"Scully your up and walking. Sorry about the choice of clothes but I knew your size and those were the only ones I could get." Mulder put down the coffees and sat down in the chair.
"Don't worry about it Mulder, they're actually very comfy and they look ok on me." I got up and turned sideways. Seeing Mulder's eye's follow me gave me an idea.
"Does my bum look big in this?" This was going to be interesting. I turned round to give him a better view.
"No! It looks lovely and small." Mulder then realising what he thought was a mistake started blushing. I went over to him and sat down on his lap. Mulder looked stunned, but stunned in a good way. I leaned forward and whispered something so quietly in his ear that he would have to ask me what I said. My plan worked.
"What..di..did..you..say Scully?" Mulder seemed as nervous as I was, maybe even more nervous.
"I said I'm gonna kiss you!" I said as I interlocked with him. Everything seemed so perfect. Mulder must have been enjoying it.
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