FALLING
FALLING
Chapter 4
You walk like you're in a dream and you know you're not dreaming, senora… That's not Amore; it just means you're going crazy. Exusie me, but you see, back in old Napoli you're crazy.
Yeah it's a play on Amore, but that's how I feel right now. I'm constantly walking around as though it's a dream. Have you ever had that feeling before? Nah of course you haven't. But it's like walking around where you have the feeling that nothing's real. Even to the point where you're not even sure you're moving anywhere. But at least I knew I was getting somewhere… Right? Right?
I had the folder that contained all the proof needed to do away with Kersh and I was going to hand it over to Agent Doggett because I knew he'd want to do this. When friends fall out, they fall out hard. But Agent Doggett was about to get a Christmas present. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't doing this to be honorable, oh no. The main reason for doing this was to smooth things over between me and Agent Doggett. A bribe? Yes you could say that.
I finally made my way to my destination. This was the place where they performed autopsies, I knew that much, "Agent Doggett." I said, his back was facing me, "Agent Doggett." I repeated, "I have something that you might want to have a look at."
Agent Doggett took the folder from my outstretched hand, "And just what am I suppose to find?" He was a mean agent when he wanted to be and that seemed almost a hundred percent of the time. He took his time reading it, "Why did you bring this to me Agent Taylor? Shouldn't you be heading up there?"
"Well." I answered, "I thought you'd want to be the one to tell Deputy Director Kersh the good news." I didn't want anyone to know that I was on a first name basis, in this point of time, admitting that would be equating to career suicide. Well if it comes out in the near future, I just won't deny it that's all. I haven't lied now have I?
"You're damn straight." Agent Doggett said. Looking back at it, I think that's the only time I saw him crack a smile or it could've been just a twitch.
Agent Doggett and I were two agents on a mission. From our first run in down the bowels of J Edgar, I never dreamed that Agent Doggett and myself would be walking side by side with one common goal. Though back then, I knew my enemies and my friends, but now it's not so easy to tell, but might as well go with the flow.
"Can't you see I'm in a meeting?" Kersh said as we entered the office without invitation. Though his expression changed when he realized that we were both there and he motioned for the others to leave the office, "What's this all about?" He asked.
I gave Agent Doggett the go ahead with the motion of my hand, "We've uncovered evidence that you were involved in an internal conspiracy. Including, late night meetings with a government employee named Rohrer and FBI Agent Crane. Both men are wanted in questioning over murder and attempted murder."
"Haven't we been through all this before?" Kersh said impatiently.
"Also…" Agent Doggett ignored him, "And also, for removing government files without the proper authorization. How do you wish to answer these allegations?"
"I don't have to answer to you." Kersh said.
"No you don't." I interrupted, "But you have to answer to Internal Affairs. And right at this moment. He, Agent John Doggett is just stating on behalf of Internal Affairs. So I guess in a roundabout way, yes you do have to answer to him." I allowed myself to grin slightly. This was a victory after all, "And as the powers invested in me, by you mind you." That was just to rub his nose in it, "I'm hereby suspending you from your duties until further notice."
"You can't do that." Kersh said as we left.
I turned around. If you could imagine someone's black suit changing into a cowboy outfit with a shiny new Sherriff Badge, that's exactly how I felt, I felt like the Sherriff of FBI County, "I can, I have and it's done."
Deputy Doggett had to put in his two cents worth as well, "And you better pack your junk in a cardboard box and get out."
We exited before he could say anything further. For lasting effect, it's always better to have the last word. And that pisses people off at times.
I was in a hurry to meet with Agent Doggett the next morning. Who would've thought that huh? It seems the morgue seemed to be a very popular meeting place these days.
"Agent Doggett?" I said, "It seems we got under the skin of Deputy Director Kersh, he resigned."
Did Agent Doggett already know? He wasn't doing any victory dance or anything. Or maybe it was just because of the somber atmosphere of the morgue, "That's good." Agent Doggett turned around, "I thought he would have put up a fight. I never thought it would have been possible." He extended his hand to me and I didn't hesitate to shake it, "You did great."
"Thanks." I said. A little embarrassed, guess I still am looking for people's approval to my work.
"Well I never thought I'd ever see the day." It was Dana Scully.
I released the handshake grip rather quickly. This was so, so wrong. She wasn't suppose to be hear was she? I was told that something was going on down here, but I didn't think this was it, "What are you doing here?" I asked, "You're not suppose to be here. I thought you left." I stammered.
Sweet Dream Baby, sweet dream baby, sweet dream baby. For some reason that Roy Orbison song, Dream Baby stuck in my head, Sweet dream baby. How long must I dream, "I haven't left." She said, "And I help out when needed." I love you and I'm dreaming of you but that won't do. Dream baby make me stop my dreamin', you can make my dreams come true.
God the song was annoying. I eyed Dana Scully suspiciously, "What?" She asked. Instinctively and probably idiotically I pushed her in the shoulder with my forefinger. Some stupid thing I learnt from watching Ghostbusters I think, "What the hell are you doing?" Dana Scully asked.
Were there strings attached to my limbs? My movements felt awkward and maneuvered by a puppeteer of sorts. There was definitely lack of control. Could anyone else see it? "Are you alright Agent Taylor?" Someone asked. I couldn't make who's voice it was since it sounded so far away, from another room perhaps. My legs moved forward of there own accord and I couldn't stop them and they began to feel like lead. Where was my control?
It's that pitiful moment. It's impossible. This kiss, this kiss unstoppable. This kiss, this kiss. I had no idea what the hell I was doing. My body made its way passed the comfort zone and into the Dana Scully's personal space. I leant forward and kissed her on the lips, she was shocked by it at first but then pulled away quickly. I licked my lips, the taste of her lipstick was strong. It's a pitiful moment. It's subliminal. This kiss, this kiss… It's criminal. This kiss, this kiss.
"What the hell are you doing?" Agent Doggett asked. I felt his hand on my shoulder clasping tight. I closed my eyes as it was a natural reaction for me when I had a feeling a fist was about to have a head-on collision.