Believe Everything
Part 7
by Trycee
Time-Line: 2 yrs After IWTB
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files. It's owned by Chris Carter. This is written for fun not profit.
Mulder woke up on the cold floor of a basement. He moved his hand to his mouth and wiped it with the back of his hand, he was relieved that it wasn't blood he felt trickling down his face. He turned over to see three men all dressed in pin-stripped suits were staring at him from across the room. Two men were standing beside the third man that sat in the chair.
"Mulder, Mulder...", the middle man said. "You just can't stay out of trouble, can you?"
Mulder grabbed at his head, he felt slightly dizzy. "Where am I?"
"We've left you alone, Mulder...figured you were out of our hair now...And here you go getting into shit you shouldn't..."
"Who the hell are you?", he said, looking them over. "What do you want with me?"
"You know who we are...just as we know you..."
"The New Syndicate...", Mulder snarled.
"You've been under your father's protection Mulder...that's the reason we haven't killed you yet...and I do stress the yet part..."
"Which father would that be?", Mulder said, standing up.
The middle man stood up and walked over to him staring him directly in the eyes. "You know which one...But he's dead Mulder...and our patience with you is running thin. "
"What is this about?",. Mulder asked unflinchingly.
"You're older now, Mulder...", the bald headed middle man said through his dark mustache. "You can't keep up any more...Go home with that pretty little Dr. Scully...the one we allowed you to keep...and forget all about this...Because you cannot stop it, Mulder. Its already started..."
Mulder could feel the man's hot breath against his face as they stood face to face. "And what if I don't?"
The man pulled back and laughed out loud. "We're in the final stages...the course has been set...you know that."
"What do you want from me?", Mulder questioned.
"I want you to walk away, Mulder...", the man smiled. "Walk away...enjoy what's left of you and Scully's lives together..."
"Give up?", Mulder chuckled with fiery eyes. "We will Fight against the future..."
"You'll lose...", the man said, turning to face his men. "Tie him up..."
Scully pulled out her cell phone from her tan trench coat. "Why didn't I think of this earlier," she said to herself. She first called Mulder's phone but after the tenth ring she hung up. She then went online on her phone and logged into Mulder's email and checked his messages. "Okay, I have his contact list for MUFON...Let's go..."
Doggett smiled shyly as he lead both women to the door of Mr. Walters door. Monica knocked hard and Mr. Edward Walters who was clearly irritated opened the door. "What do you people want now?", he screamed.
"I'm Agent Monica Reyes with the FBI," Monica said, displaying her badge.
Mr. Walters noted her black leather jacket. He then turned his attention to the smaller red head in a tan coat. "Yeah...and who are you?"
"My name is Dr. Dana Scully...I'm looking for my...", she paused for a second. "Mulder...Have you seen Fox Mulder?"
"The guy that showed up this morning asking me to sign something. I told him like I'm telling you...I ain't signing nothing!"
Just then he saw Doggett who was wearing a black trench coat. The man's eyes bulged. "Men in black," he said, before slamming the door shut.
Scully glanced down to her feet and then looked wearily up to Monica. Monica kept her eyes on her friend. She could feel what Scully was feeling, she was feeling hopeless but still determined. Monica was picking up Scully's feelings like a wave and she couldn't help but share her fear with her.
"What's next?", Doggett asked Scully, but his eyes were focused on Monica.
"Mrs. Edith Fegotti...", Scully said, looking at her cell phone. "Time is wasting..."
They all returned to the two cars but Doggett noticed something as he climbed back into his car. A few cars further back a car was parked against the shoulder of the road. He could see a clean cut man dressed in a suit with dark sunglasses sitting in the car, staring in their direction. Scully and Reyes pulled out in front of him but Doggett held back, waiting until the other car pulled out. As it neared him, he pulled out in front of it, blocking them. He jumped out with his gun pointed at the passenger. Scully had stopped her car and Monica ran around to hold a gun on the driver. "Get out!", she ordered.
Doggett had yanked out the passenger and had him on the ground. Reyes too pulled out the driver and held him on the ground. They both handcuffed each suspect and placed them in the back of Doggett's tan sedan. "Meet me at the state police station," he told both women.
They hopped into Scully's car and followed him to the Pikesville State Police station, a small little station that matched the small town.
Scully sighed to herself, shaking her head as she stood behind the glass, watching as both Monica and Doggett interrogated the second suspect after interrogating the first. They gave no answers and only sat with their arms folded, staring into her as if they could see her behind the glass. It made her feel uneasy. She had been too long out of the game and could no longer hide her feelings like she had when she was a stern FBI agent competing with men. Now she lived with the man she loved, she worked with children, giving them as much care as she hoped their son was receiving wherever he was. She knew the solace that they had at this point wouldn't last forever and so she cherished each and every moment.
But Mulder had been different, he was a restless spirit even as he grew older. At first she was thrilled that he could put his talents to use and bring in some money after being the sole provider for them both for six years but after he continued to get hurt it began to stress her even more than it had when they were younger. The fear of losing him had increased with each incident. Her job was stressful and so she thought his business Believe Everything would relieve some of her stress but it had added to it. She had been the sole provider legally. She did have access to all of Mulder's money from the time he'd died until she was reunited with him in the prison cell until today. After all he was declared legally dead and it was harder to fight the government in declaring someone was in fact alive than it was to keep the money in her name, put away for safe keeping. And because of that they were able to live comfortable though not extravagantly on Mulder's family's money, after all he had sold all of his family's home prior to his abduction when he'd been dying from the irreversible deterioration of his brain and had left her his sole heir. She'd learned that after he'd died though she never touched any of the money. She knew she'd need it for William one day but instead they needed it for their own survival.
So here she was in another dinky little police station, this one being the state police station, that could have been in any of the towns they traveled too throughout their career but she was no longer an FBI agent, she was now a maturing woman who was trying to hold back her tears as she searched for the love of her life who'd disappeared without a trace just hours before. When she saw the man in the suit get up and leave she knew they couldn't get anything out of either one of them and had to let them go...they had nothing on them. Doggett pushed open the door to where she was standing behind the mirror. "Dana...ugh...we had to let them go...We had nothing to charge them with..."
"I know," she said, as tears threatened to fall. "I need to find Mulder..."
"Two under-covers are going to tail them, Dana," Monica suggested. "Agent Leechee and another agent will go wherever they go.."
Scully watched as Monica walked down the hall. "Wait!", she called after her. "I need to go Monica...If Mulder's hurt in any way..."
"Yeah I know...you can treat him, let's go!", Monica said, walking past the small cubicles that held the state policeman who looked at them curiously.
Doggett trailed behind them. Monica stopped in her tracks after she stepped outside into the cold winter air. "Maybe we can find the damaged car...This is a tiny little town."
"Maybe you and I should go, Monica," Doggett suggested. "Dana...maybe you should go someplace near by...like the coffee shop across the street. We'll call you if he's in need..."
"NO!", Scully said firmly. "I'm not sitting around while Mulder could be hurt!", she said, moving past them.
They returned to their cars and began searching block by block for Mulder. Agent Leechee called Doggett. "Yeah...they just went into an empty building. I'm pretty sure they know we followed them...We'll need back-up."
"You got it!", Doggett said hanging up. He dialed Scully's phone. "Follow me..."
They pulled up behind Agent Leechee's car a few yards down from a small abandoned printing factory. The state police had positioned themselves all around the factory which included two snipers on top of a different building. They crept up to the door, making sure to duck under each window and then broke the door in. They were met immediately with gunfire which they returned. They backed off waiting and weren't surprised when two men in suits ran out firing their guns as they fled, not realizing they were surrounded, they were dropped instantly. One withered around in the snow in pain while the other lay dead beside him. As an officer approached with guns ready to fire, the lone suspect pointed the gun to his pupil and fired. Everyone was stunned but they then stormed the house, clearing it as they went. They reached the basement door and found that two other men were inside, firing at them as they tried to open the basement door. They waited until the men had run out of bullets or stop firing before busting the basement door down and storming and shooting both men in the legs. One of the men picked up his gun and shot his companion and then turned the gun on himself. Mulder arms were tied with rope up to the ceiling of the basement. He'd been beaten and blood had dried to his face and hair matting it down.
Agent Leechee cleared them to come and Scully took off running as fast as she could to the building, following as the State policemen pointed directions to her. She flew down the steps and found Mulder seated in a chair, rubbing his wrists. She went immediately to him, cupping his face in her hands and running her fingers through his hair, searching for the source of the blood. "Mulder...", she said, as she examined him. "Tell me where it hurts..."
"I'm not too bad, Scully...", he said, as he untied his wrist finally.
He stared into her eyes and could see she was frightened, angry and hurt. He dropped his head down. "Scully...I..."
"Mulder, I need to get you to the doctor," she said, interrupting him as she placed her hand on his arm trying to help him up.
"Scully...", he said, quietly. "I'm okay...My head is fine...I've had worst..."
"Your not a young man any more Mulder," she said, not looking him in the eyes.
He could tell from her tone she was livid but was keeping it calm in front of the onslaught of eyes staring in her direction. Mulder suddenly noticed John Doggett and Monica Reyes. "Doggett?", he questioned. "Where the...how did..."
Doggett extended his hand. "Still getting in trouble I see Mulder..."
Mulder turned to Scully but her head was low and she was looking off from him. "Thanks for looking for me," he said, nodding to them both.
Doggett grabbed him and helped him up the stairs with Scully still gripping his jacket holding on to him until they came up the top of the stairs. Doggett then let go of Mulder and Scully wrapped her arms around his waist and they walked out into the street. A crowd had formed and there were barriers place to keep them away. A few ambulances had pulled up and were perched nearby as the State policemen snapped photos of the dead bodies outside. They were then covered up with a white sheet and hoisted away. Scully walked Mulder over to the ambulance and he was immediately checked over. His head was bandaged and the EMT asked if he wanted to be escorted to the hospital. Mulder refused and was forced to sign a waiver.
He could see that Scully kept her eyes off of him until he was looking away and then she would focus on him. He knew she would not let this go very easily. "Take me to your mom's Scully," he said, walking off towards the car.
She watched him as he left and then turned to Monica and Doggett who were standing nearby. "John...the least I could do for your help is invite you over to my mother's for a hot meal...", she smiled as warmly as she could though it came out in a grimace.
Doggett shot a look over to Monica. "I'd love too..."
"Great," she said, with exhaustion in her voice. "I'll call mom...she loves guests and loves to cook... Follow me..."
"I'll ride with John," Monica announced. "Give you two time to talk."
Scully smirked but then smiled slightly and walked off toward her car.
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