2017-2018 Review

Agent Fox Mulder and Agent Dana Scully

I told that smoking son of a bitch to get the hell out of my office this morning. I still smell him. He threatened my life yet again so nothing new in that arena, but also revealed he has a plan. A plan that he wants me in on to finalize the end of what Mulder has uncovered. His own diabolical father has tried to kill him and his spirit for years now but this time its different. Much worse in fact. His presence sickens me and makes me more nervous about the future than I care to admit. I want to kill him. I want to see his blood on my hands, and I would do it too if I was certain I did not need more information to help Mulder and Scully fight the future. This bastard wants my help in finding William for his master plan to unleash his plague upon us all. If I hadn't been involved in this conspiracy for most of my time here at the FBI I would think all of this was absolutely fucking insane. Too bad that's not the case. I know the end is near I can feel it in my tired bones. Mulder knows it too like he has always known. Scully is more determined than ever to find the answers, especially after her hospitalization and visions that she believes are coming from William himself. Mulder is fearful for her and his son. And of me. He knows of my meetings with smokey and I have told him recently of his deal he wants. Even if CSM is saying William is his son, I have a feeling deep down that that is a lie. The words he speaks are surrounded in nothing but lies and misdirection. I need him to trust that I am believing in his words so that he will feed me information. I will help find William but only for Mulder and Scully. Deceit has become my truth and life. Unfortunately, I don't regret it.

I have this dark feeling that this might be the very last FPR I do. Agents Mulder and Scully are vital to the answers that I now seek along with them. William may be the key to the truth to uncover the lies but they are the lock. Having them in my office just four days ago reviewing their case file about the child murders and witchcraft, I only have to review the partnership aspect. Not that I need any proof of their trust and working relationship but I am still an AD. I rub my eyes and breathe out all of the stress for the moment as I hear the door open. Six minutes late. Mulder walks in with his hand at Scully's back while her hand plays with a button that I notice is askew. The look on their faces seem to lighten my mood. Both have a smirk on their face so I smirk back. Walking in and sitting down, they start fidgeting in their seats. Mulder moved unusually slower than Scully to sit and I see him clinch his back muscle. I just roll my eyes because who the hell knows what they are up to. I start review questions and they answer quickly like they are in a hurry. I ask if they have somewhere to be and Mulder just stares and says they have nothing planned. Obviously I am out of the loop yet again, but as I glance at Scully I see her cross her legs gingerly as she winces. Interesting. I know they weren't hurt four days ago. I study Mulder again and see his head has turned toward Scully. Oh! Peeking out of his white collared shirt, I see a partial set of red teeth marks along his lower neck. I cant help but shake my head as Mulder looks like a sly teenager. Pulled muscle, bite marks, missed buttons and sore legs… Might as well amuse myself this morning, so I ask if they were in a UFC fight last night. Scully muffles a laugh with the back of her hand as Mulder says, just wrestling with a shit eating grin. Leaning back I huff and say that they both look like they got their asses kicked. Biting her lip, Scully locks her eyes onto Mulders as they stare very seriously at one another. I have witnessed more than enough physical and emotional happenings throughout the years between them, but this time I see this act of affection as a promise to them and the universe of finality. I am completely moved by them once again. I can see Mulders pulse pounding in his throat when she takes his hand in hers and reaches up to rub her mark she made on his neck. No one spoke and no one even smiled while I witnessed it. Witnessing it all.