The X-Files: Emexus
Chapter Nine-Searching.
I just sat there, staring at the door as if willing Elizabeth to come back through…but nothing happened.
I slowly got to my feet. My first instinct came into my mind…Scully.
I ran over to my phone and dialed Scully's number.
Around the 6th ring, Scully answered.
Her voice was groggy.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Scully? It's me!" I said, panicked.
"Mulder? What's wrong?" Scully asked, her voice sharpening.
"Elizabeth! They took her!" I cried.
"Who? What are you talking about?" Scully demanded.
"I don't know! Some people came just burst into my apartment and grabbed Elizabeth! They cut her throat! She's a wolf!" I cried.
"Slow down! Tell me everything!" Scully said.
I took a deep breath and told her exactly what happened.
When I was done she was silent.
"Alright. I'll be by to pick you up," Scully said.
We hung up.
I got dressed again and looked around the apartment, as if wishing it would tell me where Elizabeth was.
About fifteen minutes later, I heard a car honking outside. I peered out. It was Scully. I had changed into a pair of jeans, a white tee shirt and I threw my black leather jacket over it. I grabbed my gun and FBI photo ID and left the apartment.
AGENT SCULLYI kept both hands on the steering wheel and watched as Mulder pulled open the passenger side door. He slid onto the passenger seat and closed his door.
He looked awful.
"Are you alright?" I asked, worriedly putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Let's just find her, alright?" he replied.
Nodding, I put the car in drive and pressed the accelerator.
We began heading to the J. Edgar Hoover FBI building.
We headed to our floor and knocked on AD Skinner's door.
His secretary had gone home for the night. He usually stayed late working.
"Come in," he called.
Mulder and I opened his door and stepped into his office.
His office was big. He was sitting behind a mahogany desk. Behind him was a large bay window. He had an American flag leaning against the wall in a corner and the FBI seal was on the wall behind several metal filing cabinets. AD Skinner looked up.
"Agent Mulder…Agent Scully. What are you two doing here at this hour?" he asked, standing up.
He was slightly balding. He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, black slacks and shoes. Around his waist was a leather holster where his gun was. His tie dangled above the desk surface.
"We need your help," I said.
"Sure. What's wrong?"
I began explaining everything. Mulder was subdued and quiet.
He sat in one of the chairs in front of Skinner's desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Skinner listened intently.
"Did you get a good look at the people?"
"No. They were dressed in robes and their eyes were covered," Mulder replied quietly.
"Why would they kill the young woman?" Skinner asked, peering at Mulder and I behind his glasses.
"Because she wasn't normal! Didn't you hear anything Scully said?" Mulder exploded jumping up from his seat.
"Agent Mulder…" AD Skinner began in a firm tone, but Mulder continued.
"All I want is justice for killing her!"
"Mulder, settle down," I said, in a soothing voice.
Mulder stopped yelling, but continued to pace the office.
"I'll put an APB out for anyone dressed in robes. I don't know what else I can do," Skinner said.
"Thank you sir," I said, softly as I stood up and turned to Mulder. "Come on."
Mulder suddenly got a look that I recognized whenever he got an idea.
"Come on Scully…I think I know where they might be,"
"Where?"
"Just follow me!"
I glanced back at Skinner before following Mulder out of the office and building.
He hurried over to the Crown Victoria and pulled open the driver's side door. I pulled open the passenger side.
We slid onto the seats and closed our doors.
"Where are you going?" I asked, as Mulder started the car.
"Back to the church," he replied as he pressed the accelerator and we pulled away from the curb.
"Mulder, the church was burned! There's nothing left!" I cried.
"I know…but I bet that's where they are!"
We ended up driving back to West Virginia.
When we arrived at what was left of the old church, it was nothing but a burnt shell. The scent of the smoke still lingered in the air. Mulder and I pushed open our doors and climbed out.
Mulder jogged up the steps and entered the church. He was in there for a good 5 minutes before he came out.
"They're not there," he replied.
"I told you. Do you have any other ideas where they might be?" I asked.
Mulder ran a hand through his hair.
"I might," he replied.
"Let's go!"
We climbed back into the car and Mulder closed his door. He started it and we pulled away.
The next thing I knew, we pulled up in front of the Meadows' residence.
"How'd you find the address?" I asked, astonished.
"I didn't…I just sensed it," Mulder replied.
I looked at him sideways.
Okay that really spooked me. I thought.
Mulder and I pushed open our doors and climbed out. We closed them and jogged up the front steps of the two story Victorian style house. It was mint green and white. There was a lot of shrubbery that hugged the front of the house. Mulder and I pulled out our guns. I had hidden a spare gun in my apartment. We clicked back the hammers and reached the top step. Mulder tried the front door. It opened easily with a squeak.
We began cautiously entering the house. It smelled of rust and mothballs.
We heard voices coming from the basement. We carefully made our way. Oddly enough, Mulder seemed to know exactly where he was going. That was starting to freak me out totally.
We carefully stepped down the stairs. The people with the robes were standing around a body that way lying on a table. They were chanting.
"FREEZE! FBI!" Mulder bellowed.
The people looked up at us. The body lying on the table was none other than Elizabeth.
"Mulder…it's Elizabeth! I thought you said she was killed?" I whispered wide-eyed.
Mulder wasn't listening.
"Let her go!" Mulder yelled.
The people began frantically untying Elizabeth. She leaped down off the table and rushed over to us.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Mulder yelled.
"We are the Orynix pack. We are here to protect humanity," one of them replied.
It was a female.
"She isn't what she appears to be!" another person said.
"The story of my life," Mulder snarled. "We're leaving."
Mulder, Elizabeth and I began backing up the stairs. Then, we left and climbed into the car.
Elizabeth was sitting in the back seat. Mulder started the car and we pulled away.
About a mile away, Mulder pulled the car over and put it in park. He turned around and faced Elizabeth.
"Are you okay? I thought they killed you!" Mulder cried, tilting his head.
"Nope. That was my clone," Elizabeth replied, smiling.
"Clone?" I asked, looking at Mulder.
He and I looked at each other.
Then, Elizabeth began explaining.
"Yeah. My family made clones of themselves because they thought I was 'evil' and would destroy all life. That's not true," Elizabeth said, shaking her head. "They were the evil ones. Whatever you might have heard was all lies. I'm the real Elizabeth. That clone was just to keep me safe long enough to try and escape. But it didn't work. They found me and they're still trying to kill me because they believe that I'm the 'destroyer' if you will."
"Well, we're getting out of here now," Mulder said, as he turned back around and put the car in drive.
We pulled back onto the highway.
WASHINGTON, DC.
J. EDGAR HOOVER FBI BUILDING.
AD WALTER SKINNER'S OFFICE
We made our way back to DC and we went to the FBI building. Mulder had an idea as to how to protect her.
We were sitting in Skinner's office.
Elizabeth began explaining the whole thing to him.
Skinner was listening intently to her story.
"So your family made clones of themselves to throw you off?" Skinner asked, tilting his head.
Elizabeth nodded.
"They thought I was the one that would destroy 'humanity' and that's why they wanted me to believe that they were dead so I wouldn't try and contact them. The clone that Agent Mulder and Scully helped was just to give me enough time to get out of here so the others wouldn't come looking for me and really kill me,"
"Who are 'the others'?" Skinner asked.
Elizabeth turned her eyes onto Mulder.
"Agent Mulder met them. They're the ones that want to kill me,"
Skinner looked at Mulder.
"Did they tell you their names?"
"No, sir. Just one name," Mulder said. "They called themselves the Orynix pack."
Elizabeth nodded. "They believe they were chosen to stop the…werewolves. To end the reign,"
Mulder turned to her.
"You really aren't the alpha female…are you?"
Elizabeth smiled.
"I am…but I'm not evil,"
"Well, what I can do is put you in the Witness Protection Program. It's not exactly what I'm sure you're looking for, but you should be safe," Skinner replied.
Mulder and I stood up. So did Elizabeth. She shook Skinner's hand.
"Thank you so much…both of you," Elizabeth said, kindly.
"We'll get you a new name and identity," Skinner said, smiling.
Elizabeth nodded.
Mulder, Elizabeth and I left Skinner's office.
"Well, at least you're safe now…for good," Mulder replied, smiling at Elizabeth.
"Yeah…I just wanted to thank you both for believing me," Elizabeth said, throwing her arms around Mulder, then hugging me.
"You're welcomed," I said, smiling as I gave her a squeeze.
"You can stay with me for the night until your new identity is given," Mulder said. "Again."
Elizabeth smiled.
"Thanks, but would it be alright if I stayed with Agent Scully? I would like to talk to her,"
"You can talk to me," Mulder offered.
"Not about girl stuff," Elizabeth laughed.
"Sure! I'm partial to girl stuff!"
Elizabeth and I laughed again.
"Mulder, get over it," I said laughing.
Mulder pretended to be hurt.
"Fine. If you ever want my opinions on makeup or bra sizes, I'm not answering,"
We laughed and shook our heads.
"Sure. You can stay with Scully," Mulder replied, winking at me. "It would be good for her.
I frowned and pretended to be affronted.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing! It's just a joke!" Mulder said, holding his hands up defensively.
I narrowed my eyes at him, but broke into a grin.
"Fine. Let's get some sleep!"
We began heading home. I dropped Mulder off at his apartment.
"Um, Scully? This is still my car!"
"Don't worry. You can pick it up tomorrow!"
Mulder muttered something along the lines of "Pick this up" before I playfully tossed a bag of his Sunflower seeds at him. He caught it and looked at me.
"Thanks," he grinned.
He climbed out of the car and closed his door. He began heading into his apartment complex.
I pulled away and headed to my house.
We pulled up in front of my house and I put the car in park then shut off the engine.
Elizabeth and I pushed open our doors and climbed out, closing the doors.
I unlocked the front door and Elizabeth and I entered the house.
"I have a spare bedroom you can use. Everything's fresh and clean," I said.
"Thanks," Elizabeth said. "I'm beat."
"The bedroom's in there," I said, gesturing to the room just beside the bathroom.
"Good night, Agent Scully,"
"Good night, Elizabeth,"
She headed into the room. I changed myself and headed into my bedroom. I pulled down the covers and climbed into bed. I slid down and once my head hit the pillow, I was out cold.
The next morning, Elizabeth and I got dressed. Mulder picked up his car and drove both she and I to the FBI building. Skinner had Elizabeth's new identity.
We met outside Skinner's office.
"Well, your new name is Mary Larsen," Mulder said, handing Elizabeth a card.
"Cool," Elizabeth said.
"I'll drop you off at your new 'house'," Mulder offered.
"Good-bye, Agent Scully! I'll miss you!" Elizabeth said, giving me a hug.
I hugged her back.
"I'll miss you too," I said.
I smiled as Mulder led Elizabeth out of the office.
AGENT MULDER.
I dropped Elizabeth off at her new location.
"I really appreciate everything you did for me," Elizabeth said.
"No problem," I grinned.
She hugged me. I hugged her back.
"Keep in touch, okay?" I whispered.
"You betcha," Elizabeth grinned.
She leaned forward and gave me a kiss on my cheek before pushing open her door and climbing out. I watched her as she entered her house. Then, I turned around and headed back to the FBI building.