Author's Notes: Set in early season nine, some spoilers for
the first few episodes of season nine and the whole of season eight.
Some Doggett and Reyes romance, although it is not the main focus
of the fic.
Archive: Please ask first. Feedback is appreciated.
Disclaimer: The characters mentioned on The X-Files are not mine, sigh, but I hope to own them ONE day. Mwah!
March 13, 11:29pm.
An abandoned warehouse in Maryland.
Doggett and Reyes pull up outside an abandoned warehouse. It's
very dark and silent. The clouds block the moon, and the
atmosphere is eerie.
Doggett runs along the back of the warehouse with suspicious eyes.
He enters in through a side door, his gun poised and ready to shoot.
He aims it in front of himself as he pushes the door open forcefully.
He then continues to move forward, trying to become aware of his
surroundings although, becoming more suspicious of them as each
moment passes. Reyes follows, watching her step.
Doggett occasionally looks back to see if Reyes is all right. She
gives him eye contact to reassure him of that she is.
A noise comes from the distance. It's the sound of a steel barrel
being pushed over, or knocked. It echoed. It seemed that someone
else was in there with them. Reyes' and Doggett's eyes dart quickly
to where the noise erupted and they cautiously move closer. Doggett
turns back to Reyes.
"You go 'round that way." He whispered. "I'll go 'round here."
Reyes nods.
She then slowly moves forward. She keeps her eyes and ears pealed
for anything. She was startled as she heard a rumbling of steel cans,
like they were being moved side to side on the metal flooring. She
makes her way forward, unaware of what she'll find. She reaches a
point where there are three steel barrels standing in front of her. She
cautiously looks behind them, keeping her gun poised if need be.
She's very weary and cautious in her actions. She had not heard
anything from Doggett for a few minutes now. She proceeded.
The noise of the steel barrels was still present, but now it was more
like a scratching along the sides, from the inside. She looked around
all the side of the cans and nothing was there. Could it be coming
from inside? The barrels were no way large enough to contain a
person, a cat at the most. She reached for a metal bar from the floor
and began to pry open one of the cans, which the scratching seemed
to be coming from. She managed to pry open the top and braced
herself as she opened to reveal the source of the noise. The stench of
the inside of the cans made her avert her face fiercely. After a few
moments of shock she then peered in. It was dark, there was not
much that she could see. There was a very present smell of dry
blood on clothes. Reyes was confused. She looked closer, laying her
gun to her side.
In that moment, as she leant down, she saw what looked like a face.
She looked closer and to find that it was a head, surrounded by
cloth. It blinked. Open it's eyes wide and then spoke.
"Mommy." It said, quietly in an innocent childlike voice.
Reyes stood back immediately. She was extremely shocked. She
stood further back as the head continued to talk to her.
"Mommy. What are you doing? Where are you going?" The voice
became louder.
"No." Reyes mutters shaking her head. "It can't be."
Reyes kept moving backwards and her heart began to pound. She
had knowledge of what this was, who this was. But, at that moment,
she just wanted to get out of there.
"Mommy!" It screams as it elevates from the can. This echoes in the
building.
"No!" Reyes screams.
Doggett hears her scream. He turns his head and starts to run to her.
Reyes runs, dropping her gun. She runs faster as the voice get
louder and distresses her even more.
"Why are you running? Don't you love me anymore? I gave my life
for you and all you do is run from me!" The voice says, which is
now sinister in tone. No longer the innocent childlike voice of
before. It's almost as if it has altered its incentive to get Reyes'
attention. It hurts to hear those words. Reyes continues to run. She
then hears another voice.
"Reyes!" Comes from behind her. Reyes stops for a moment, and
she continues to run.
"Reyes!" The other voice shouts again.
Reyes comes to a door and exits the building. She staggers for a
moment as the light hits her eyes. Then, as she hears the same voice
shouting her name, she presumes to run. She runs to her car, which
is parked a few meters away.
She gets out her keys quickly and struggles to open the door. She's
in shock. She can't control her hand. It shakes. Someone comes up
behind her and Reyes is still in shock so she hits the person in the
stomach and the person then takes Reyes' arms and pushes her
against the side of her car. A few moments later she realises that it
is Doggett.
"What's wrong with you?" He shouts. "Monica?" There is a moment or
two of silence. He then slowly releases his grip, "I was shouting at
you in there and you just ran. What the hell happened?"
Reyes turns to him. Looks at him. She's still in shock. Her face is
pale and her palms sweaty and shaking.
"Monica?" He says softly. "What's wrong?"
"I." She manages in a single breath.
He stares at her. She's shaking. She's pale. He's wondering, what's
happened? What's she so scared of? What can I do? He stares into
her eyes, even those are shaking side to side rather violently. Her
delicate eyes push out tears, those tears ran down her face quickly.
Doggett brought her closer and they both said nothing as she leaned
her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her.
March 16, 9:02am.
Outside A.D. Kersh's Office.
Doggett exits from the elevator, and walks up the hallway. He sees
Scully standing by Kersh's office. His eyes glow slightly. He walks
to her.
"Agent Doggett." She says, in a low tone. Her arms lay firmly by
her side. She tries to smile as a gesture of good will to him.
"Scully." He replies, confused but also curious. "What this about? I
got a call." His vision elevates above Scully, as Kersh exits his
office, and stands in the far background. He stares toward Doggett.
Scully turns around and looks at Kersh, they exchange eye contact.
"Kersh wants to see you, us both, regarding your last case." Scully
says, moving her hands to her hips.
"I wrote a report." He explains. "It's all in there. What does he want
to see me about?" He's confused and angry about the length of the
case.
"Agent Doggett." She looks at him and takes a deep breath, changes
her tone and says, "John." She pauses again.
"Agent Scully?" He's growing suspicious of what it is she might be
hiding. "What do you know? What's this really about?" He stares at
Scully, she stares back but is unsure of what to tell him.
"Agents." Kersh calls.
Doggett and Scully turn their attention to him, they make eye
contact with each other, and then proceed to his office.
They both walk in, Scully in front of Doggett. Scully sits down, and
Doggett remains standing for a few moments. He's obviously
annoyed to some extent. You can see it in his lined forehead and
stance. Kersh sits down and opens the files, which are the
Agent's reports. He stares up at both Agents and then sighs.
"You're not going to sit down, John?" He says, leaning
back in his chair. A smile develops on his face.
Doggett give a cold stare back to A.D. Kersh. Doggett doesn't
like where this is going, at all. He wants to get out of there.
Doggett looks over at Scully. She gives a light stare back.
He then sits down.
"Do you mind explaining to me what's going on?" Doggett says,
staring over at Scully briefly.
Scully bows her head and then makes eye contact with Kersh.
"It's about the case you and Agent Reyes were working on." Kersh says.
"Agent Reyes, where is she? Has she got something to do
with this hush-hush stuff?" Doggett asks, realising that there
might be something wrong with Reyes.
"Agent Reyes," Kersh pauses, "is taking an absence. She won't be
working on any cases with you for a while." He continues, shuffling
with the reports on his desk.
Doggett murmurs, and glances over to Scully. He stands up.
"Where are you going, John?" Kersh asks.
"To talk to my partner." Doggett, as he walks to the door.
"You can't keep doing this, John. With this attitude of yours." Kersh
threatens.
Doggett smiles at Kersh, then looks back at Scully.
"John." Scully says softly.
Doggett stares for a few moments at Scully and then focuses on Kersh,
who now stands beside his desk, with arms folded.
"This attitude stays," He says strongly, "Sir."
Doggett leaves the room.
Kersh stares at the door as he leaves and is left angry and
unamused. Scully then stands up and leaves, without any eye
contact with Kersh.
Doggett walks out of Kersh's office and quickly heads down
the hallway to the elevator. Scully quickly follows, catching
up with Doggett in the elevator. As he pushes the button to go
down she runs in quickly.
There is an awkward silence, before Doggett murmurs.
"What are you doing here, Dana?" He asks, "You're supposed
to be teaching in Quantico, aren't you?" He says, staring
over to her. She realises this and then looks at Doggett,
walking closer to him. Looking at his face, she says.
"Monica is not working on The X-Files anymore, John. She's not
just taking an absence."
Doggett stares at her, confused. His eyes glowing with emotion:
anger, pain, and confusion.
"What are you talking about?" He says abruptly, not believing her,
or, more to the point, understanding what she's saying. "She hasn't
said anything to me about this. Why should I believe what you
and A.D. Kersh have to say?" His voice became lower in tone.
"John. Reyes came to Kersh's office this morning with the news,
and I was told about it." She pauses to give Doggett a moment
to take it in. "As I can't work with you, you're going to have
another partner assigned. You'll meet them tomorrow."
Doggett doesn't want to hear this. He doesn't care. He is, quite
frankly, annoyed at Scully for telling him this, even though
he knows it well may be true - which is what painfully hurts
the most.
"Dana, I just want to know. I'm going to talk to her." Doggett
says as he leaves the elevator. Scully stands alone, staring
as Doggett leaves down the hallway. She knows what pain he
must be feeling, to be assigned to a new partner, to feel
that pain, to realise that your partner is more than
just your FBI partner. She knows.
the first few episodes of season nine and the whole of season eight.
Some Doggett and Reyes romance, although it is not the main focus
of the fic.
Archive: Please ask first. Feedback is appreciated.
Disclaimer: The characters mentioned on The X-Files are not mine, sigh, but I hope to own them ONE day. Mwah!
March 13, 11:29pm.
An abandoned warehouse in Maryland.
Doggett and Reyes pull up outside an abandoned warehouse. It's
very dark and silent. The clouds block the moon, and the
atmosphere is eerie.
Doggett runs along the back of the warehouse with suspicious eyes.
He enters in through a side door, his gun poised and ready to shoot.
He aims it in front of himself as he pushes the door open forcefully.
He then continues to move forward, trying to become aware of his
surroundings although, becoming more suspicious of them as each
moment passes. Reyes follows, watching her step.
Doggett occasionally looks back to see if Reyes is all right. She
gives him eye contact to reassure him of that she is.
A noise comes from the distance. It's the sound of a steel barrel
being pushed over, or knocked. It echoed. It seemed that someone
else was in there with them. Reyes' and Doggett's eyes dart quickly
to where the noise erupted and they cautiously move closer. Doggett
turns back to Reyes.
"You go 'round that way." He whispered. "I'll go 'round here."
Reyes nods.
She then slowly moves forward. She keeps her eyes and ears pealed
for anything. She was startled as she heard a rumbling of steel cans,
like they were being moved side to side on the metal flooring. She
makes her way forward, unaware of what she'll find. She reaches a
point where there are three steel barrels standing in front of her. She
cautiously looks behind them, keeping her gun poised if need be.
She's very weary and cautious in her actions. She had not heard
anything from Doggett for a few minutes now. She proceeded.
The noise of the steel barrels was still present, but now it was more
like a scratching along the sides, from the inside. She looked around
all the side of the cans and nothing was there. Could it be coming
from inside? The barrels were no way large enough to contain a
person, a cat at the most. She reached for a metal bar from the floor
and began to pry open one of the cans, which the scratching seemed
to be coming from. She managed to pry open the top and braced
herself as she opened to reveal the source of the noise. The stench of
the inside of the cans made her avert her face fiercely. After a few
moments of shock she then peered in. It was dark, there was not
much that she could see. There was a very present smell of dry
blood on clothes. Reyes was confused. She looked closer, laying her
gun to her side.
In that moment, as she leant down, she saw what looked like a face.
She looked closer and to find that it was a head, surrounded by
cloth. It blinked. Open it's eyes wide and then spoke.
"Mommy." It said, quietly in an innocent childlike voice.
Reyes stood back immediately. She was extremely shocked. She
stood further back as the head continued to talk to her.
"Mommy. What are you doing? Where are you going?" The voice
became louder.
"No." Reyes mutters shaking her head. "It can't be."
Reyes kept moving backwards and her heart began to pound. She
had knowledge of what this was, who this was. But, at that moment,
she just wanted to get out of there.
"Mommy!" It screams as it elevates from the can. This echoes in the
building.
"No!" Reyes screams.
Doggett hears her scream. He turns his head and starts to run to her.
Reyes runs, dropping her gun. She runs faster as the voice get
louder and distresses her even more.
"Why are you running? Don't you love me anymore? I gave my life
for you and all you do is run from me!" The voice says, which is
now sinister in tone. No longer the innocent childlike voice of
before. It's almost as if it has altered its incentive to get Reyes'
attention. It hurts to hear those words. Reyes continues to run. She
then hears another voice.
"Reyes!" Comes from behind her. Reyes stops for a moment, and
she continues to run.
"Reyes!" The other voice shouts again.
Reyes comes to a door and exits the building. She staggers for a
moment as the light hits her eyes. Then, as she hears the same voice
shouting her name, she presumes to run. She runs to her car, which
is parked a few meters away.
She gets out her keys quickly and struggles to open the door. She's
in shock. She can't control her hand. It shakes. Someone comes up
behind her and Reyes is still in shock so she hits the person in the
stomach and the person then takes Reyes' arms and pushes her
against the side of her car. A few moments later she realises that it
is Doggett.
"What's wrong with you?" He shouts. "Monica?" There is a moment or
two of silence. He then slowly releases his grip, "I was shouting at
you in there and you just ran. What the hell happened?"
Reyes turns to him. Looks at him. She's still in shock. Her face is
pale and her palms sweaty and shaking.
"Monica?" He says softly. "What's wrong?"
"I." She manages in a single breath.
He stares at her. She's shaking. She's pale. He's wondering, what's
happened? What's she so scared of? What can I do? He stares into
her eyes, even those are shaking side to side rather violently. Her
delicate eyes push out tears, those tears ran down her face quickly.
Doggett brought her closer and they both said nothing as she leaned
her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her.
March 16, 9:02am.
Outside A.D. Kersh's Office.
Doggett exits from the elevator, and walks up the hallway. He sees
Scully standing by Kersh's office. His eyes glow slightly. He walks
to her.
"Agent Doggett." She says, in a low tone. Her arms lay firmly by
her side. She tries to smile as a gesture of good will to him.
"Scully." He replies, confused but also curious. "What this about? I
got a call." His vision elevates above Scully, as Kersh exits his
office, and stands in the far background. He stares toward Doggett.
Scully turns around and looks at Kersh, they exchange eye contact.
"Kersh wants to see you, us both, regarding your last case." Scully
says, moving her hands to her hips.
"I wrote a report." He explains. "It's all in there. What does he want
to see me about?" He's confused and angry about the length of the
case.
"Agent Doggett." She looks at him and takes a deep breath, changes
her tone and says, "John." She pauses again.
"Agent Scully?" He's growing suspicious of what it is she might be
hiding. "What do you know? What's this really about?" He stares at
Scully, she stares back but is unsure of what to tell him.
"Agents." Kersh calls.
Doggett and Scully turn their attention to him, they make eye
contact with each other, and then proceed to his office.
They both walk in, Scully in front of Doggett. Scully sits down, and
Doggett remains standing for a few moments. He's obviously
annoyed to some extent. You can see it in his lined forehead and
stance. Kersh sits down and opens the files, which are the
Agent's reports. He stares up at both Agents and then sighs.
"You're not going to sit down, John?" He says, leaning
back in his chair. A smile develops on his face.
Doggett give a cold stare back to A.D. Kersh. Doggett doesn't
like where this is going, at all. He wants to get out of there.
Doggett looks over at Scully. She gives a light stare back.
He then sits down.
"Do you mind explaining to me what's going on?" Doggett says,
staring over at Scully briefly.
Scully bows her head and then makes eye contact with Kersh.
"It's about the case you and Agent Reyes were working on." Kersh says.
"Agent Reyes, where is she? Has she got something to do
with this hush-hush stuff?" Doggett asks, realising that there
might be something wrong with Reyes.
"Agent Reyes," Kersh pauses, "is taking an absence. She won't be
working on any cases with you for a while." He continues, shuffling
with the reports on his desk.
Doggett murmurs, and glances over to Scully. He stands up.
"Where are you going, John?" Kersh asks.
"To talk to my partner." Doggett, as he walks to the door.
"You can't keep doing this, John. With this attitude of yours." Kersh
threatens.
Doggett smiles at Kersh, then looks back at Scully.
"John." Scully says softly.
Doggett stares for a few moments at Scully and then focuses on Kersh,
who now stands beside his desk, with arms folded.
"This attitude stays," He says strongly, "Sir."
Doggett leaves the room.
Kersh stares at the door as he leaves and is left angry and
unamused. Scully then stands up and leaves, without any eye
contact with Kersh.
Doggett walks out of Kersh's office and quickly heads down
the hallway to the elevator. Scully quickly follows, catching
up with Doggett in the elevator. As he pushes the button to go
down she runs in quickly.
There is an awkward silence, before Doggett murmurs.
"What are you doing here, Dana?" He asks, "You're supposed
to be teaching in Quantico, aren't you?" He says, staring
over to her. She realises this and then looks at Doggett,
walking closer to him. Looking at his face, she says.
"Monica is not working on The X-Files anymore, John. She's not
just taking an absence."
Doggett stares at her, confused. His eyes glowing with emotion:
anger, pain, and confusion.
"What are you talking about?" He says abruptly, not believing her,
or, more to the point, understanding what she's saying. "She hasn't
said anything to me about this. Why should I believe what you
and A.D. Kersh have to say?" His voice became lower in tone.
"John. Reyes came to Kersh's office this morning with the news,
and I was told about it." She pauses to give Doggett a moment
to take it in. "As I can't work with you, you're going to have
another partner assigned. You'll meet them tomorrow."
Doggett doesn't want to hear this. He doesn't care. He is, quite
frankly, annoyed at Scully for telling him this, even though
he knows it well may be true - which is what painfully hurts
the most.
"Dana, I just want to know. I'm going to talk to her." Doggett
says as he leaves the elevator. Scully stands alone, staring
as Doggett leaves down the hallway. She knows what pain he
must be feeling, to be assigned to a new partner, to feel
that pain, to realise that your partner is more than
just your FBI partner. She knows.