To Teach A Teen A Lesson

Part 7

by Trycee

Time-Line: Present Day, Sequel to The Teenage Years

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, this is written for fun not profit.

As they approached the site for the Cattle mutilation, William could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He felt nervous as they came to the spot along a green mountainous road and he stepped out onto the dirt road along with his father. A dusty looking farmer was standing against a long farm fence looking at them curiously. Mulder approached the farmer. "Dave Harold?"

"Yep, that's me," the farmer answered.

"This your boy?", he said, pointing to William.

Mulder placed a hand proudly on Williams shoulder. "My son, William."

"I could tell," Farmer Harold smiled. "Though he must look more like his mama."

Mulder chuckled. "He does."

Farmer Harold nodded towards William and then urged them to follow him. Mulder turned to his employees. "Grab the kit from the home," Mulder ordered.

Roy nodded and retrieved two large black bags William hadn't seen before. They continued to follow Farmer Harold alongside his fence-line walking past cow pastures with a stench that was nearly unbearable. Williams attention though was on the sky. He stared up at the clouds, trying to see if he could spot a UFO hidden within plain sight. He stopped in his tracks while his dad, the farmer, Roy and the others continued on. William turned in back of him and he could see a small silver UFO appeared from it's hiding place behind the clouds. He stared at the UFO and then closed his eyes, connecting with the occupants. He opened his eyes, satisfied that they weren't a threat, and then ran back up to where his father was.

Mulder and Roy snapped on gloves and were placing small cones in a circle around the dead calf that laid untouched by animals or even flies laying their eggs. William was surprised. He stood along with the Farmer and the other employees outside of the circle as Mulder snapped photos of the area, getting details of the calf's demise. The farmer watched with curiosity as he smoked a cigarette, tossing it to the ground and stomping out the flames. Roy continued to snap photos using rulers for guides as he they documented the scene. Then with gloved hands, Mulder pull out a knife and placed a black plastic bag down and placed a sealed evidence knife kit on top of it. He was ready to take samples from the calf who had been gutted with no blood as if drained without any evidence of blood in the area, his eyes were removed, and his tongue sliced. His genitals too were cut with surgical precession. No animals had eaten the corpse nor would the other cows come near the down calves.

"Wait!", William said.

Mulder looked up at his son as William walked through the cones over to the area and kneel down next to his father. He stared at the calf and could feel the fear and pain the calf endured. Mulder looked at him. "What is it? What do you feel?", he whispered.

William closed his eyes. "They're taking them and removing their blood and samples of their DNA through the removal of their eyes, tongues, guts and genitals."

"For the purpose of what, son?"

"For DNA sequencing of the animal for the creation of animal hybrids. Gruesome creatures created from a mixture of animal genetics and sometimes human as well. This is not for scientific curiosity, there's a more sinister purpose behind it."

Roy smirked and looked at William curiously but kept his mouth closed.

Mulder touched his son's shoulder. "Good job, son."

"Do you want me to...?", William said, reaching out his hands, ready to bring the calf back to life, fully intact.

Mulder shook his head no.

William stepped back and watched as Mulder and Roy cut off pieces of the body and zipped up the evidence bag. Mulder shook the hands of the Farmer and then waved goodbye to his employees who would take off for the day, heading to their own homes.

Mulder stored the samples in a cooler and then smiled up to his son. "Come on, you're mom should be off work by now."

"You think they'll come back here again?"

Mulder sighed. "When I worked on the X-files, I noted that most cattle mutilation cases weren't isolated incidences. The aliens often returned and picked off one animal after the other, sometimes bankrupting the Farmer's. Will, you did what you can, son. You can't save the life of every animal they abduct."

William looked upset. "It bothers me that they are still here! No matter what race of aliens they are!"

"What did you pick up? Why are they still around?", Mulder asked.

"There are different races of grays. They use the animals to create hybrid creatures that are unknown to us. They are combining the D.N.A. of cows, with other creatures to create hybrid beings. They experiment on humans the same way sometimes. I couldn't pick up why they're doing this though. But, I saw they were no threat to us."

"That's good news."

"I do know that there are aliens that come to drill for natural resources in caves and other places hidden from most people. There's aliens that use our planet as a filling station or a short-cut on their way to some other place," William said, looking at Mulder. "I know that some are still abducting and experimenting on people. They're still observing us but the defeated grays, the ones we fought against won't return for a very long time. Other races have taken their places to observe us, maybe even control some of us," he said.

William saw his father's panic face but it suddenly disappeared right in front of him. "This is why you're so important, son. This is why I don't want you squandering your gifts away. Do you see that?"

"I do," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Okay," Mulder said, nodding. "Let's go home," he said, turning the key.

Scully switched on the television looking at the news. She was relaxing for the first time in a long time on the sofa, having come home early, and taken a long bath. She dialed Mulder's number.

"Mulder."

"Mulder, it's me."

"Hey, beautiful."

Scully smiled widely. "Where are you?"

"We're coming home."

"What's for dinner, mom?", William interrupted.

Scully shook her head. "I don't know. I think you both are capable of picking something up."

Both William and Mulder looked at each-other. "Chinese!", they both said.

"Bring extra spring rolls," she said.

"Will do. Love you."

"Love you more!," Scully replied.

"Impossible," he smiled, before hanging up.

Mulder messed through Williams auburn tresses which made William frown and give his father a look identical to his mothers' which made Mulder chuckle. "Let's order ahead by phone and just swing by and pick it up."

Mulder bent down and pushed the long strains of hair from Scully's face and kissed her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes. "Mulder?"

"Sit up honey," he said, helping her to a sitting position. "Ya' hungry?"

She nodded and looked past Mulder and saw William smiling back at her.

"Dad said you were notorious for falling asleep when you were out on cases together."

"No, I didn't," she said, avoiding Mulder's eyes.

He huffed. "You already know," he said, to William.

William shook his head at his parents and then placed the bags of food in front of them on the coffee table. Mulder sat next to Scully, their bodies pressed so tightly against each-other they were nearly fused into one. William grabbed the remote but Scully snatched it from his hand. "No, not yet. Tell me what happened? What did you investigate? And tell me everything!"

Mulder squeezed her shoulder and looked down into her bright blue eyes. He placed a kiss on the top of her head and moved his hand down her arm to her side. She lifted her fork up to his lips and he opened his mouth as she slid the food in. They're eyes locked for a moment and then they turned away shyly.

"Gross," William said. "You're both too old to have such dirty thoughts."

"Then stop tapping into them!", Scully said, with a raised eyebrow.

"Well," William said, as he licked his sticky honey-glazed fingers. "Dad took me on the most boring ghost hunt in the world."

"It wasn't the most boring," Mulder defended.

Scully smiled. "No ghost?", she said, in a mocking tone.

"Mom, we sat for hours while they taped nothing."

"It's all apart of the job," Mulder added.

"Yeah, I've been on cases like that. At least you didn't end up in mud or splattered in poop."

William looked confused but shrugged his shoulders. "Then we went on a cattle mutilation case."

"And how was that one?"

"Better. Though the thought of going on more cases like this for the next three days is just pure torture, Dad."

Mulder smiled. "That's the point."

"I got it," William said. "I'm special. I have a purpose and it's not getting drunk and getting thrown in jail. Got it. I don't have to go on more, do I?"

Scully looked at Mulder. He squirmed under her gaze.

"Come on, Dad. I'm missing out on school...and there's a new girl I like. And there's basketball practice too, I'm missing that. This'll put me back in my classes."

"Mulder?", Scully said.

Mulder sighed. "Fine. You can go back to school tomorrow," he said, giving in to Scully's pressure.

"YES!", William smiled.

"But if you get into trouble again, you'll be working with me an entire week on all the 'Boring Ghost cases'," Mulder smirked.

"It'll be worth being sober to never have to do that again!"

Scully suddenly laughed and William joined her. Mulder watched them, a smile on his lips but he loved seeing Scully smile especially glancing from her to his son, seeing the same smiles on both of their identical faces. William slowly stood up and then slammed his empty food carton down. "I'm out!", he said, heading for his room.

Scully shook her head and lifted her fork to Mulder's lips, feeding him again. "Got enough?", she asked.

"No," Mulder said. "Hmm...Maybe we could have our date again."

Scully perked up. "Tomorrow night? What about William?"

"No parties for him tomorrow. He'll be lucky if I let him go to any ever again."

"But he'll be here when we get back," she whispered.

"Hmm," he said, landing a kiss on her chin. "Then we'll have to continue our date somewhere else."

"Oh," she said, with a twinkle in her eye. "Alright it's a date."

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