Transmission Part 8
By Trycee
Scully and Reyes sat across from each other in the living room, sipping on cups of tea. Monica pulled out a few photos. "We're getting married in the Spring."
"Awl, he's very handsome, Monica. Is he FBI too?"
"Yes, assigned like I was since we're bilingual and both were raised in Mexico City. At first I thought it was a punishment for helping you and Mulder. John was reassigned to New York so we just went our separate ways. But now I feel its a blessing. I work on my own version of the X-Files there...plenty of paranormal things happen in Mexico!"
"AFRAID!"
Scully's smile diminished. "Monica, I heard it..."
Monica nodded. "Afraid...I heard it too. Dana, even if its not William, you said you can still feel him, right?"
"Yes, I do...I guess its a maternal instinct or something but I can feel it when he's happy, when he's sad...sometimes its very strong. I just thought it was guilt for along time until this started happening."
"I can't imagine what you must've gone through giving up William, Dana. But having that connection with him whether or not they are generating the voice, you still have that connection to your son...you still can communicate with him because you can pick up on his feelings. Talk to him."
Scully sipped on her tea, her hair was tied back into a pony tail. She was lost in thought for a moment.
"HIDE ME!"
She looked at Monica and neither of them spoke. Doggett lay asleep in the back seat as Mulder sat in the passenger side. Skinner turned towards Mulder. "Let me ask you something Mulder. Its a little personal."
"Shoot," Mulder said, looking out at the long rows of cornfields.
"If you do find William, how will you protect him? I mean, won't you have to start running again? You both have a life now, you're just now able to live freely again, she has her job..."
"I'm not sure," Mulder interrupted. "But he's our son!"
Skinner looked at the steering wheel and then over to Mulder. "I understand."
"How much further?"
"According to GPS, we should be pulling up in a second."
Mulder looked out again at the cornfields, trying to hide his nervousness. Skinner pulled up to a large house with a blue truck in the driveway. He stepped out and then tapped on the window, waking Doggett. He walked up to the steps as Skinner and Doggett leaned on the car. Mulder knocked on the bright blue door and it opened, a tall thin boy of eleven with red hair, blue eyes and freckles greeted him. He stared at the boy, studying his face. Doggett turned to Skinner, "Is that him?"
Mulder studied the boy, His features are wrong...this can't be him, he said to himself. His thoughts were interrupted when an equally tall woman with dark hair came to the door. "Can I help you?", she asked. He could see another tall thin boy of at least sixteen peering out from the dining room.
"Are you Mrs. Van De Kamp?"
The woman smiled. "Oh...no. You have the wrong house...you need to go back out onto that road, go straight, then when you see the stop sign, go down about a quarter of a mile, then turn right, continue on that road until you see another road...there won't be any signs to it, turn right and follow it and it will take you to the Van De Kamp's..."
Mulder nodded a thanks but the woman shouted out to him. "You must be here for the auction."
"The auction?"
"Of the Van De Kamp's...theres an auction going on today. They left suddenly...we all assumed that they lost the place. Their son William was in my son Michaels class...one day they were just gone."
"They're son William..." Mulder repeated. "They left no forwarding address?"
"No, just vanished. Its very odd because they'd lived there more years than I can remember," she smiled. "Now remember...it won't have any signs..."
Mulder could feel his chest tightening. "Thanks, " he managed to say. He turned and walked towards the two men. "The Van De Kamps left suddenly leaving everything...they have William with them."
Doggett tapped Mulder on the shoulder. "Lets go find this house."
They drove off and Mulder directed them using the instructions he was given. They pulled up to the home and he stared at it a moment. This is where my son has been, he thought to himself. He opened the car door and Skinner and Doggett followed. Mulder walked past the auction sign and tried the door. It was locked but he picked the door open and they went inside. Immediately his eyes focused on a photo of the Van De Kamps with a small red headed boy with blue eyes. He looks like Scully...Just like Scully...Doggett and Skinner watched as Mulder touched the photo of his son, he grabbed up the picture and went to each of them on the mantel snatching them up. "I need a bag..."
Doggett emptied out the duffel bag next to the door with the child's baseball cleats and tossed it to Mulder. Skinner walked through the house and pointed to Doggett. "You check around to make sure its safe." Doggett nodded, he glanced at Mulder, who was making his way upstairs. "Holler if you need us!"
Mulder stopped at the door with the sign, William's Room. He pushed it open and gasped. The room was full of colorful sports decorations, he touched the baseball glove of his son and then looked arounda t the beautifully decorated room. He quickly opened the dresser drawers searching for any clues. He found a notebook tucked underneath colorful spider man underwear. He opened it and scanned the pages and found a few words William had written...'I want my own dog'. He smiled and put the notebook back. He finished looking through Williams room and then entered the Van De Kamp's bedroom. He searched finding a few photos of William that he placed in his bag, and then he found a blue baby book. He opened it and again gasped. He shoved the baby book into his bag and then went back down the steps. Skinner and Doggett were standing at the base of the steps waiting for him. "You find anything?", Skinner asked.
"No, You? Any clues to where they went?", Mulder asked.
"No, it looks like they just picked up and left one day. Everything is left just the way it was," Skinner said.
"Theres still laundry on the line," Doggett continued. He patted Mulder on the back. "I'm sorry."
Mulder tried to smile but it wouldn't come. "I need to call Scully, " he said, pulling out his phone. He hung up immediately and pointed out the window. "Someone's coming!"
They could see a car speeding in their direction, a plume of dust trailing behind it.
The men walked out and Mulder tossed the bag into the car. The car parked behind them and a tall dark haired man stepped out. Skinner and Doggett drew their guns.
"Whoa, whoa!", the stranger said. "What's going on here?"
"Who are you?", Skinner spoke, his hand on the trigger.
"The Realtor and who are you?"
Skinner and Doggett flipped out their badges.
"FBI! What's going on here?"
They lowered their guns. "We're looking for the Van De Kamp's," Skinner continued. "Would you know where they went?"
"Not at all...We're searching for them too."
Mulder shot a look at Skinner. Doggett and Skinner raised their guns again. "Who are you?", Skinner demanded.
"None of your concern, Mr. Skinner."
The man stepped forward and all three men stepped back. "We were hoping that you would find him for us..."
"What do you want with my son!", Mulder screamed.
"He's the one! You know that Mr. Mulder. We've been watching you both for years...surely you knew that her implant was a tracking device...surely you knew we were watching."
Mulder nodded. "So you sent messages to Scully to get us to find him for you."
The tall dark haired man smiled. "We simply picked up on the messages...like radio signals...We've waited a long time for him to use his powers.. to understand them, control them..."
"He has NO Powers!", Mulder screamed. "He's human now!"
"That attempt to make him human only stopped him from being able to manipulate objects with his mind...that can be restored. He is just beginning to understand his abilities, Mr. Mulder. He can send messages to his mother and she can receive them because of her implant. But just as she can receive them others can as well...Your son has a gift, he can see the future...he is the future...thats why we need to destroy him!"
The Super Soldier took another step forward and all three men stepped back again. "Its just a matter of time before he truly realizes his potential...and uses it. Its just a matter of time before you find him...which means we will too!"
Doggett looked over to Mulder whose face was angry. He turned back to see that the man was walking back towards his car. "Mulder," the soldier continued. "Its just a matter of time...and don't think we're the only ones looking for him!"
The car sped off and they looked at each other. Doggett walked up to Mulder. "You okay?"
"Yeah...I need to call Scully."
Mulder dialed the number and she picked up on the first ring. "Mulder...its me. What happened?"
"He's gone, Scully. They took off suddenly leaving everything. He's in trouble and he is sending you those messages...he may not even know he's doing it."
She was silent a moment. "He's gone..."
"Scully the Super Soldier followed us here. He said that William is sending you the messages and that they can tune into them and that they're not the only ones looking for him."
She looked at Monica and then closed her eyes. "Mulder...how do we find him now?"
"I don't know Scully," he said, trying to calm his voice. "But we will..."
After Skinner, Doggett and Reyes had all left, Mulder sat down on the couch with Scully, they're arms wrapped tightly around each other. "I have something to show you, " he said, retrieving the bag he had taken from the Van De Kamps home. "This was William's bag...", he said, handing it to her.
She touched it and smelled it. "It smells like an active little boy...", she said, smiling.
"You mean it smells like stinky feet!"
"Yeah," she whispered.
Mulder sat back down next to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Unzip it."
She pulled out the photos of William and was stunned. A tear ran down her cheek. "He looks...he looks...," she began.
"Like you..."
"And you too," she said.
"But mostly like you..."
Tears streamed her face as she looked at the adopted family that had their son. "They look so happy."
She searched through every photo, memorizing each one as if the photos would disappear. She then opened the blue baby book and gasped. There was William in his hat, the one he loved that she sent him off in. Tears began to stream harder and Mulder gripped her shoulders tighter. "I thought we'd go through them together..."
She nodded and turned the page..."He's three years old here," she said, touching the photos. Mulder stared with her at each photo as she continued on. "He's beautiful Mulder..."
"That he is...", he said, trying to control his own tears.
"He has your smile, Mulder."
"And your hair and eyes, Scully.", he said, reaching his hand over to wipe her tears. "We will find him, Scully. I promise you that."
"MOM!" the voice said.
She touched her cross and closed her eyes. We're here William...we will find you...
