Disclaimer and such in first two parts. Co-written with a good friend Dee LdySita1@aol.com, we
hope you enjoy it!
UFOs, Little Grey Men and a Labyrinth
Written by Jade and Dee
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A.D. Skinners Office
Friday, 9 am
"This is your report, Agent Mulder?" Assistant Director Skinner's gaze was met by an acquired
half smile from the slouching agent.
Placing the piece of paper on the desk, he removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
The only noise in the office was the subtle movement of air coming from the ceiling vent. Nothing
moved. Scully sat with her eyes searching the floor, while Mulder was enraptured by the stack of
pens on the AD's desk that were sorted by shape and name-brand. The muscle under Skinner's eye
twitched.
"Agent Mulder, in my time as your advisor here with the Bureau I've read reports that aside from
your research and twisted logic were nearly... laughable. I've accepted rationalizations for
shape-shifting.."
"Poly-morphing," Mulder cut in.
"..spontaneous combustion..."
"It's been proven many times..." he defended.
"..alien abduction of you and your partner.."
Absently Scully rubbed the back of her neck.
".. and government conspiracies reaching back before you were born."
Mulder looked at Skinner, knowing that if one person in the Bureau believed in him it was the
ex-marine.
"What I don't understand is that this report is completely vague and devoid of any research and or
theories on your part. Aside from a business expense for a lost suit, I can't see any results from
this case." Looking again at the two agents, he let his serious gaze linger long enough to make
them uneasy. Even in his desk job, he was an intimidating figure.
"Sir," Scully put in, lifting her gaze to meet her superior's. "We followed our only lead here in the
states to a mental health facility, and the witness in question was in no state of mind to answer
questions about an event that had been scarring to her as a child."
Nodding, Skinner listened as she went on.
"She is on her road to recovery, and the case was obviously a work of fiction to cover anxiety or
something else lacking in her life."
"Would you believe us if we told you that I spent a day walking through a fantasy labyrinth, was
harassed and molested by women who took apart the before mention suit, and ended the day with
confronting an effeminant monarch who called himself the Goblin King, a persona that David
Bowie would envy."
Skinner raised an eyebrow and stood up, dismissing the agents. When the door shut behind them,
he sank back into his chair and pressed his face into his hands. "Hell," he mused aloud. "I think I
would have believed him if he had put up a convincing case that he'd been playing gin with the
Easter Bunny."
Shaking his head, the assistant director put Mulder's case report under his schedule book, a small
laugh escaping him.
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The End!
hope you enjoy it!
UFOs, Little Grey Men and a Labyrinth
Written by Jade and Dee
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
* * *
A.D. Skinners Office
Friday, 9 am
"This is your report, Agent Mulder?" Assistant Director Skinner's gaze was met by an acquired
half smile from the slouching agent.
Placing the piece of paper on the desk, he removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
The only noise in the office was the subtle movement of air coming from the ceiling vent. Nothing
moved. Scully sat with her eyes searching the floor, while Mulder was enraptured by the stack of
pens on the AD's desk that were sorted by shape and name-brand. The muscle under Skinner's eye
twitched.
"Agent Mulder, in my time as your advisor here with the Bureau I've read reports that aside from
your research and twisted logic were nearly... laughable. I've accepted rationalizations for
shape-shifting.."
"Poly-morphing," Mulder cut in.
"..spontaneous combustion..."
"It's been proven many times..." he defended.
"..alien abduction of you and your partner.."
Absently Scully rubbed the back of her neck.
".. and government conspiracies reaching back before you were born."
Mulder looked at Skinner, knowing that if one person in the Bureau believed in him it was the
ex-marine.
"What I don't understand is that this report is completely vague and devoid of any research and or
theories on your part. Aside from a business expense for a lost suit, I can't see any results from
this case." Looking again at the two agents, he let his serious gaze linger long enough to make
them uneasy. Even in his desk job, he was an intimidating figure.
"Sir," Scully put in, lifting her gaze to meet her superior's. "We followed our only lead here in the
states to a mental health facility, and the witness in question was in no state of mind to answer
questions about an event that had been scarring to her as a child."
Nodding, Skinner listened as she went on.
"She is on her road to recovery, and the case was obviously a work of fiction to cover anxiety or
something else lacking in her life."
"Would you believe us if we told you that I spent a day walking through a fantasy labyrinth, was
harassed and molested by women who took apart the before mention suit, and ended the day with
confronting an effeminant monarch who called himself the Goblin King, a persona that David
Bowie would envy."
Skinner raised an eyebrow and stood up, dismissing the agents. When the door shut behind them,
he sank back into his chair and pressed his face into his hands. "Hell," he mused aloud. "I think I
would have believed him if he had put up a convincing case that he'd been playing gin with the
Easter Bunny."
Shaking his head, the assistant director put Mulder's case report under his schedule book, a small
laugh escaping him.
* * *
The End!