TITLE- X-Communication-Final
AUTHOR- candy aka candylynn
E-MAIL ME- darksydelady@aol.com
TYPE- action
RATING- pg13
DISCLAIMER-I don't own anyone in the story.
NOTES- Finally, shesssh I thought I would never finish this miniseries. I am sorry if the end sucks.
Dana Scully had seen some incredible things during her time with the bureau but these last few days took the proverbial cake. Flying mind readers, a demon eyed Cajun, a man beast that turned out to be more man than beast. Now Dana was witness to yet another miracle, the recovery of Jubilation Lee.
The girl should be dead, had she been attacked any other place Dana was certain the spunky teenager would have died. But with all the medical technology these X-Men had, the girl had hardly a mark on her body, which had been battered and broken when she was brought out of the woods just twenty four hours ago.
"I am fine, get that thing away from me." Jubilee was not the best patient either. Dana could see she was more like her friend Logan than her innocent face would lead one to believe.
"Fine, but I can't believe how...you healed." Dana whispered slightly dumbfounded.
"My dear Federal Agent we X-Men tend to rebound from such insignifigant injuries with great haste," Beast added from the other side of the room.
"Yeah and all this Shi'ar crap don't hurt either," Jubilee added as she slipped off the examing table.
"Shi'ar?" Scully asked.
"Yes, a lovely and highly developed race of space fairing extra terrestials that we exchange ideals and technology with." Dana quirked her right eyebrow skyward half wishing Mulder had been there to hear that and half glad that he wasn't. She could only imagine the way he would rip into the kindly blue doctor, pumping him for every detail he knew about the aliens.
"I hope you don't mind me askin'," Rogue said from across the room,"but how far along are ya?" Rogue pointed to Scully's gently swollen stomach.
Absent mindedly, Scully stroked her full belly as she responded, "Five months, I'll enter my third trimester in two weeks." Scully's cheeks flushed red as she realized she was smiling like an idiot.
"You gonna keep bein' an 'Officer of duh Law'," Jubilee barked in her best Judge Dreed voice,"til the kid drops?"
Scully smirked, "No, Skinner is having a fit now that I am still doing field work, so I guess this will be my last assignment. After that, who knows, might go practice medicine leave the weirdness to Mulder." She smiled to herself as she realized that no matter what happened after the baby was born she and Mulder were in 'this' for the long hual. Doctor or not, Scully would be there for Mulder.
Rogue nodded her head, "What's it like, being pregnant?"
"Not all it's cracked up to be,but worth it," Dana said while rubbing her belly, " you'll see." Jubilee winced with the last statement. Dana noticed a sadness growing in Rogue's belle brown eyes.
"No not me," Rogue's said in a painfully shaky voice, "I can't... I can't have one, I can't touch anyone..." Scully's eyes widened with confusion, it was then at the agent noted that Rogue was covered from head to toe. Jeans, long sleeved shirt, gloves, and a turtle neck. Scully lowered her eyes, almost mourning Rogue's condition.
"Erh, uh, I am starved, ice cream anyone?" Jubilee interjected, feeling the tension in the room building, the girl thought it best to kill this conversation.
"Oh no you don't Miss Lee, Your ribs need to be monitored and you have other internal injuries that could easily be aggitated if you over do it. You will stay here for another evening I am clear?"
Jubilee rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, assuming her infamous pouting position, "Fine Hank, but one question?" Jubilee's eyes began to roam the massive expanse of the Med Lab, "Where is Wolvie?"
Rogue looked over at Hank who lowered his eyes to the computer screen where the results of several test he was running were starting to be displayed. "I think he and the others went to find whoever did this to you."
"WHAT, without me?!?!?" Jubilee yelled.
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Charles Xavier was not the type of man that worried; he could become concerned, he pondered, even fretted but never worried. But tonight he was indeed worried. Logan had taken off shortly after finding out that his beloved Jubilee would alright. The others had come up with a plan about how to deal with the murderous Deputy Smothers, but he had not heard a word from his students for hours. The only good thing to come out of all of this was that Greydon Creed had abruptly cut his trip short and returned to Washington D.C.
Charled breathed in deeply then exhaled a cleansing breath. Closing his eyes, he cleared his mind of all thought and focused on the images of his *missing* students. His mind flashed, soon his astral form was racing through the woods at lightspeed. Like a bloodhound on the hunt, Charles telepathic mind had picked up on a familiar signature in the woods.
As his astral form broke free of the woods, Charles came upon a small cabin. Utter chaos had seemed to break out. A flipped over car was resting near the front steps of the house and he could feel Mulder's groggy mind starting to awaken. *Mr. Mulder.* Charles called to the dazed agent.
*Dad?* Mulder returned from with in his own mind.
*Unfortunately not, but I would advise you to try and get out of this vehicle.* Charles said in a calm tone. The last thing he wanted was to jolt the man back to the real world, the shock of being upside down with a voice in his head could literally cause Mulder to blackout.
Mulder slowly opened his eyes, his head was throbbing as blood rushed into his brain. The world seemed off tilter and a strong force was pulling at him. As the fuzziness in his mind started to clear he realized he was upside down and still in the car he'd try to run *it* over with. Now alert, Mulder flinched then frantically undid his seatbelt. *Careful Mr. Mulder,* Charles' warning was too late. Mulder undid the clasp and he went flying out of the seat head first into the stirring wheel.
*Ouch.* He said to the voice in his head. Charles repressed the urge to laugh and directed Mulder on how to get out of the car as painlessly as possible. As Mulder staggered to his feet, Jean and Scott emerged from the house, battered and as dazed as he was. Gambit and Wolverine came from arround the back of the house, with Gambit holding Storm's limp body.
"Gambit t'ink we just got our asses kicked."
"I agree," Mulder said while nursing his bruised and throbbing head.
Jean quickly looked off towards the edge of the woods having sensed Charles, *Professor, he ran off. I manged to gleem a little from his mine, before he kicked our butts. Smothers may have been his father or an uncle, but we know the boy was being drugged. There are needles and various bottles of some kind of steriod all over the house.*
*And Smothers?*
*He... killed him before we could stop him. I think Smothers may have tried to give him an overdose of the drugs and it back fired on him.* Jean tried to hide the small amount of joy in her thoughts that Smothers was dead, but was failing. Charles, understood, he would not hold it against her.
*We have to find him Jean, before he hurts anyone else.*
*We'll find him.* Jean felt Charles slip out of her mind and away from them.
"We can use Smothers' truck to get back," Mulder said, "Only gotta figure out which one of us is in any condition to drive." Without another word Logan hopped in the driver's seat of Smothers' red pickup. Mulder grimaced, the thought of Logan driving scared the hell out of him.
"Get over it Doughboy, I heal fast and as for the feral thing call it a phase." Mulder didn't move until the others piled into the truck, finally he hopped in the back with Gambit and Scott.
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Charles returned to his body, he would need a moment to collect his thoughts before he began searching the forrest for the wayward boy. He pinched his nose in an attempt to ward off a developing headache. Images of the boy being locked away, beaten violently and drugged to the point that he was easily suggestable and overtly violent made him angry. But as the imagines became stronger and clearer he realized that they were not of his own making. Someone was broadcasting this rage with such force he was effortlessly picking them up.
Charles sat up and focused on the rage flooding his mind. He left his body and walked the astral plane trying to find the boy. The rage found him first, Charles was pulled into a dark pit like space where there was nothing but pain and death. The the ghastly spectors of the girls this young man had been brainwashed into killing hung in the air around the Charles, sending a psychic chill up his astral spine.
*Hello?* Charles called.
*GO WAY, GO WAY FOR I HURT YOU TOO!!!* Charles' head snapped around to the darkest corner of the boy's mind. Huddled there was a small frail form of a nude and battered blonde haired boy that looked slightly like a semi transformed warewolf.
*Young man I only want to help you.*
*Help...ME? Kill me then, please kill me for I kill her.* The boy's voice was borderline hysterical.
The boy curled further into a defensive ball, he looked over at Xavier, *You better leave the wave is coming, nuthin' gonna stop it either.*
On cue, the ground beneath Charles rumbled and shook. Charles could feel an evil fog approaching, the drugs were starting to get a stronger hold on the boy's mind. In a heartbeat Charles was back in his body. A mind clearing blink later Charles called for Rogue.
"Hold on y'all the Professor's callin' me," Rogue announced with a wave of her hand that quieted the room.
*Rogue we have a problem, the Young boy who has been... attacking the young women over that last few years is coming here, NOW. Make sure Jubilation and Agent Scully are safe and get ready.*
*I am on it.* Rogue turned to a befuddled Scully, who was still not use to seeing someone in a telepathic conversation. "We got trouble, that thing is comin' this way. You two stay down here, me and Hank are needed."
"No way, I owe that bag of fur and fangs a beat down," Jubilee barked as she made her way to the door. Rogue snatched the eager teenager by her arm, which caused Jubilee to scream like she was being killed. The force of the grab caused a sudden shockwave of pain that started in her ribs and moved to every part of the girl's body.
"You can't Sugah, you might look okay but you ain't and Logan'd kill me if I let ya go with us. Just stay down here," Rogue looked over at Scully who was checking her standard issue .45, "... watch afta the Agent."
Jubilee looked over at Scully, pregnant and even with the gun she wasn't going to be much of a match for monster the teenager had faced in the woods the night before. "Okay, but if you need me..."
"I'll whistle Sugah," Rogue winked at Jubilee, glad that she had managed not to bruise her ego too much and then left the Med Lab with Hank.
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Midnight
Xavier's Institute
The pick-up truck pulled up to the gate, with demon speed Logan pounded his security code into the digital pad and watched the gate lurch open. As he shifted the old red ford into gear, he could hear a distant southern fried scream from inside the mansion. "What the flamin' hell?" He grumbled under his breath as he looked up at the house.
"Is there a problem Logan?" Jean asked as she cradled Storm's comatose body. Jean looked at the house and began scanning. Immediately she picked up on Rogue or what was left of Rogue's mind. The woman's mind was scrambled almost beyond recognition. "Oh my God, Logan, Rogue's touched him."
Jean flung open the side door and pulled Storm out. Scott releaved Jean of Storm and began to move towards the rear of the house, when the sound of breaking glass caught him off guard.
Rogue's body came sailing out of Xavier's third floor office window and headed straight for the pick-up's wind shield. She slammed into the hood of the truck so hard it almost flipped over. Gambit and Mulder went flying in opposite directions across the lawn.
Logan had just leapt out of the truck in time to miss the impact. He rolled across the lawn,rebounding, he looked over at the smashed remains of the truck. Scott was moving back towards the smoldering wreck," No way boy scout, get Storm to Med Lab, I got Rogue." Scott nodded and raced off to the back of the mansion.
Before Logan could reach Rogue, Gambit had pulled her free of the wreckage and was cradling her limp body. "C'mon Chere don't do dis to ol' Remy," he whispered as he brushed her hair out of her face with a gloved hand. Like magic Rogue coughed and sucked in a deep breath.
"NO!!!" She yelled as she started to fight him, "Poppa don't hit me I am sorry Poppa, don't hit me. I won't be a mutant, I'll be a good boy, Poppa PLEASE, I am sorry..." Remy could not control Rogue's powerful body any longer. She kicked out violently and ranaway headed towards the woods.
"What the hell?" Mulder said as Rogue raced by him.
"She can' touch nobody wit out taking a piece o'dem." Remy said as he approached the agent trying to match Rogue's incredible speed. Fox continued to watch the pair as Rogue ran off into the woods with Remy in hot persuit.
A low growl drew Mulder's attention away from the retreating X-Men and towards the house. Logan stood at the base of the front steps looking up at the window where Rogue had been thrown from. Mulder looked up and saw the outline of a male slightly larger than the increasingly angry man growling before him.
Without a word, Logan leapt the three front steps and cut throw the door with impressively long claws. Mulder's face became child like as he observed Logan's adamantium claws retrack into his fore arm. *Scully would love to examine you.* He slurred to himself. A pang of jealousy crawled up Mulder spine as the image of Scully touching the animalistic but somehow seductive man filled his mind's eye.
*Kill the jealousy Agent we gotta go,* Jean's voice entered Mulder's mind like a chimming bell. Mulder could feel himself being lifted off the ground. He tried to relax, but as the ground got further and further away the bells and whistles in his mind grew louder .
Jean guilded to a soft landing as she entered the Professor's office. Just as Mulder cleared the remains of the broken window, Jean saw Charles in a bloody heap in his over turned wheel chair. With her concentration broken, she unceremonously dropped Mulder on the top of Xavier's desk.
*At least she waited until I was in the window.*
*Sorry.*
Jean telekentically flung the wheelchair off her mentor and brought him to her. He hung in the air for a brief second before he open his eyes. *We have to help this boy Jean, he's been through so much.*
Jean nodded and motioned for Mulder to follow her, she walked to the door with Xavier's broken body hovering behind her and Mulder hot on her heals.
*Everyone,* Jean called to the minds of those in the house, including Mulder and Scully, * try not to hurt him, the boy has been hurt enough. He's been drugged and 'influenced'. Try to disable him.* Almost instanly she felt both Logan and Jubilee's mind close her out. *Rogue may have weakened him enough to take him, but he is still dangerous, so be careful.*
Jean knew how angry both of them were and their hot heatedness didn't help the situation either. Jubilee was pissed about being jumped and Logan was pissed that his best friend got jumped. And when angry they both were forces to be wreckened with.
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Scott walked as fast as he could while holding Storm, he could feel her starting to stir again. "Scott, by the Goddess, what are you doing?" She asked surprised to find herself in his arms.
"You got hurt Ororo, taking you to... Med... Lab." Scott's explaination was cut short as he caught sight of a thick blonde brick wall that looked like a baby Sabertooth. *Anything but that.* Scott said to himself. Sabertooth or Baby Sabertooth he was in no condition to deal with either.
The young man stood in the middle of the hallway, just a few feet away from the doors that lead to Med Lab. "Ro." Scott whispered in her ear then nudged his head towards the boy.
The Blonde demon heard the sound of a deep male voice and halted the hunt for his target. In one fluid motion he turned on his heals, dropping on all fours he galloped towards Storm and Scott. Storm's angelic blue eyes flashed white and a bolt of lightening crashed just ahead of the boy. With incredible agility he danced around it and continued to move towards the injuried X-Men.
"I am afraid I can not allow this young friend," a smooth scholarly voice said from behind the boy. Hank aimed the riffle sized tazzer at the boy's head, having learned during his earlier battle with the young mutant that aiming for the rest of his body was pointless.
The electric pulse of the 'weapon' firing crackled about them all. The blast hit the youngster in the back of the head. Dazed, he slipped and slide the rest of the distance to his intended prey. Down but not out, he reached around and grabbed Scott's leg, pulling both him and Storm to the ground.
He back handed Scott, knocking his visor for, causing him to almost shoot Storm who narrowly ducked out of the way. The red bleam burned into the wall across them. Just then, Scully and Jubilee emerged from the doors of MedLab, Scully took aim at the beast "Freeze, FBI!!" She yelled.
"And X-Men," Jubilee added with a devilish smile as she took her battle stance which errily mirrored Logan's. The Beast boy backed away from Scott and Storm, having smelled his target from the night before so close to him now. Licking his chops, he turned, dropped to all fours again and charged the women. Scully, Jubilee and Beast, who was still some distance away, fired several shots. The boy simple ducked and dodged those blasts same as before.
Fear that the mother-to-be would be injuried and Rogue's orders mixed into a motivating force that compelled Jubilee to move in front of Scully and start powering up. The head strong teenager started to charge their attacker, denying Scully and Hank a clear shot. "Your ass is grass," she barked.
She had to time this just right, just as she could feel his breath on her neck, she blinded him with a paff then tucked her arm around his and flipped him as he slashed at her side. Just as the two battling teenagers hit the ground Jean, Mulder, Xavier and Wolverine came around the corner.
The force of flipping him and the assualt on her already bruised chest caused her ribs to break. The sound of her ribs cracking was audible to everyone, but only Logan heard the sound of the bones ripping into her lungs. Jubilee's limp body lay under the boy who had quickly recovered from her rather impressive attack. He sneared and raised his claw to slash at her again.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!GRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Logan's blood cruddling battle cry caused the boy to focus on him. Logan leapt off the ground and like some black and gold cannonball lunged at the boy, captured him in a bear hug and took him down into a dangerous roll. Unseathing his claws, Logan began wildly slashing at the boy. Blood and flesh flew as the boy aggressive slashed at Logan's body. In a matter of seconds both fighter resembled bloody gladiators in the heat of battle.
Without warning, Logan was flung straight into Scully. Both Logan and Scully sailed through the air. They forcefully slammed into the wall behind her and Scully was almost crush under Logan's mass.
Before the boy could make another move, a single shot fired from a hand gun rang out like a morbid church bell tolling some kind of end. The bullet travelled straight and true for the boy's head, entering the center of his forehead and exploding out of the back of his skull. Mulder held his firing stance for what seemed like eternity, until the boy's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he slumped to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh my god," Jean said aloud. Mulder bypassed checking on his 'victim' and went to Scully. Logan was cradling her body, there was a small puddle of fluids and blood forming beneith her body.
"No, Scully, please," Mulder demanded of his partner as he took her from Logan and liffted he slight weight off the ground. Hank seemed to appear out of nowhere and waved to Jean to check on Jubilee. But when the boy started moving again eveyone froze.
Mulder shifted Scully to one side and took aim again, but to his shock and horror what had been a lean evil looking blonde demon was shrinking into a small young boy with tiny fangs, thick wooly side burns, and hairy elbows. "Take her inside," Hank said in a commanding tone to the shellshocked Mulder who was still aiming at the boy's sqirming body.
Logan had already gathered up Jubilee and bypassed them all on his way to MedLab. Hank watched Mulder carry Scully in followed by Jean who was 'towing' Xavier. As Hank *causatiously* lifted the boy off the ground, he noticed that most of the damage was already starting to heal. "I fear that this evening will be expontentially lengthy."
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The next day
noon
MedLab
Mulder sat on the edge of Scully's bed; worry so heavily burdening his spirit, darkness seemed to live on his face. Dana's head started to roll across the pillow as she began to wake. "Mulder?" She whispered in a weak voice. Dana tried to sit up a bit, but the pain in her lower abdomine forbid it.
"Oh no you don't Dana," Mulder ordered in as gentle a voice as he had ever mustered. He gently eased her head and shoulders back down on the pillow. He returned to his seated position. And looked at her, she was white as a sheet. Pale as ghost, but she wasn't a ghost, she was alive and he was grateful for that, at least.
"I remember a fight and being..." Scully's eyes grew wide. Her hands rubbed her flat stomach. The lack of roundness and the pain in her belly alerted her to the fact that her baby was... gone. She bit her lower lip trying to hold back her tears, but they came to her in force. Her body convulsed as she started to cry like she'd never cried before in her life.
Mulder caught her up in his arms, "Dana it'll be okay, Xavier says that you'll be outta here in a week and..."
"I don't care, my baby...I lost my baby," she whimpered as she cried.
"Our baby, Scully. She's our baby," Mulder said in her ear. Dana looked up at him, her tears halted by the state of confussion she was slipping into.
"Wha..."
Mulder brushed away her tears and looked into her big green water eyes. Smiling he quirked an eyebrow, same as she had done to him so many times. "Hank I think you better get the baby, if she's ready." Mulder said without looking away from Scully. It was only then that Scully notice that the others were there. Logan was holding Jubilee, who was alseep in the bed next to Scully's, he had an odd smile on his face as he regarded both Mulder and Scully. Jean, Scott, Storm, a recovered Rogue, Remy and Xavier were all arranged around their beds in a lose semi-circle, all wearing the same odd grin.
"Mulder, I lost my baby," She said in a matter of fact tone.
"There you go again, you didn't *lose* anything and she's ours." Mulder said in a gentle tone as he placed a kiss on her forehead.
Hank approached with a small bundle that shock slightly. "Agent Mulder would like the honor of presenting your *partner* with her daughter?" Mulder finally looked away from Scully and took his daughter in his arms.
"Dana Scully I'd like you to meant, ugh...umm, a new person we found last night." Mulder pulled back the blanket a bit revealing a small but remarkably healthy brown haired baby girl with a flaming red cowlick in the front. Dana looked at him in total shock. This was all wrong, she had only been five months along. If the baby had survived delivery, she should hooked up to all manner of monitors and medical equipment.
"I don't, I don't understand," Dana said looking around at everyone.
"My dear Scully, the Shi'ar are a wonderous race, you owe them and their age advancement technology for this. I hope you don't mind, we had to age you while you were still carrying her. You lost two and half months of your life, but I think you'll agree that it was a small price to pay."
Dana looked at Hank, her gleeming happy eyes were all the thanks he or any of them needed. Dana returned her attention to Mulder and their daughter. She slowly reached out for the baby which Mulder happily gave to her. As soon as Scully was comfortable holding her daughter Mulder sprang to his feet and sat behind Scully cradling her and the baby lovingly.
The others started to disband and go about their business. Logan pulled the curtain between the two beds in order to give Mulder and Scully more privacy. He had no intentions of leaving Jubilee til she was completely healed.
"So who does she look more like, me or you?" Mulder quiped as he stroked the baby's face.
Dana shook her head, what Mulder had been saying finally caught up with her, "What in the world do you mean? How is she your's... I mean... I...we never."
"Remember when we ran up against that woman and her wishes?"
"Yeah, but..."
"I never told you what I wished for did I?"
"You didn't?" Dana said with a mischievous look on her face.
"Kinda, I wished...I wished for, us. I guess I got my wish, kinda." His admission warmed Scully in places she didn't even know she had.
"I love you too Mulder." Dana whispered as she kissed him on his lips ever so softly. Mulder just smiled. "So how did you find out that she was your's?"
Dana was dying to hear this, "Even though she was 'advanced aged' enough to survive, she still needed a blood transfusion. Nobody but me matched. When Hank ran a test to make sure I was healthy enough to donate, he put two and two together and ran DNA test. Surprise, I was Daddy."
There was a brief moment of silence as Scully tried to process everything that had been tossed her way. "Now what?"
"A name," Dana said refusing to think about anything but the here and now.
"Hmmm, maybe Foxy."
Scully growled, "No way," she looked down at the sleeping miracle, "How about Samantha?"
Dana looked up at Mulder, "Samantha Melissa Scully."
"Samanatha Melissa Scully Mulder."
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Conclusion...
"No more for me," Mulder said to the Bartender.
"What you ain't a drinker?" Wolverine asked.
"I can drink most men under the table-hiccup- but it would seem that you don't get drunk no matter how much ya drink." Mulder was on the verge of blacking out. Wolverine smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
"You guys ready to go home, Remy t'ink tis one done celebrated enough, Non?"
"Qui," Mulder said as he almost fell off the barstool. A small roar of appaulds erupted from every direction. "Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week."
The three men walked out of the bar and got in Logan's jeep headed for home.
"So friend did ya mill over what Chuck said to ya about the Kid?"
"Yeah," Mulder said lowering his as he tried to clear his head, "both me and Scully agree that Kyle belongs here. We 'got' the real bad guy, Smothers won't be hurting anyone else."
Mulder became increasingly quite, the conversation he and Scully had earlier with Xavier hit home. Kyle, the boy who had caused so much damage in his young life, was just as much a victim as the young women he was brainwashed into killing. After a little investigation and an interview with the young man after he 'quickly' recovered, it was discovered that Smothers was his step father.
Kyle's mother died when he was younger, just as his mutation started to surface. His mother and Smothers were members of the FOH. So when Kyle manifested his 'werewolf' like powers Smothers feared being excommunicated from not only the FOH but the community as well.
When Creed's people found out, Creed paid Smothers to drug and induce the boy to killing other mutants that they knew of in the community. Creed called it,'the boy regaining redemption for being a demon by cleansing the Earth of the rest of his brother demons'. Of course there was no way Mulder could prove Greydon Creed's involvement, but he was going to make damn sure the bastards name was prominantly featured in his and Scully's reports.
But in light of these facts and Kyle's mutation, both agents thought it best if the boy stay with Xavier. Kyle had to recover from his wounds and endure what was surely going to be a oainful wihdrawl period. Mulder was already plotting how to cover the boy's tracks as best he could. One of the nice things about working the X-Files was he could leave as many blanks in his report as he liked.
Mulder leaned back in his seat, the thought of seeing Scully and Sam-Me warmed him as they neared the house. Wolverine could feel the man's mood change from glum to joyous. He snickered while tossing a happy look back Remy who was flipping a card between his fingers. Logan returned to Mulder who seemed close to falling asleep.
"Did you tell her everything about the baby?" Wolverine asked.
"Most of it, figured what I did tell her was enough... I'll get to the mutant part latter. Remind me to keep Xavier's card, we'll need it in a few years."
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end
AUTHOR- candy aka candylynn
E-MAIL ME- darksydelady@aol.com
TYPE- action
RATING- pg13
DISCLAIMER-I don't own anyone in the story.
NOTES- Finally, shesssh I thought I would never finish this miniseries. I am sorry if the end sucks.
Dana Scully had seen some incredible things during her time with the bureau but these last few days took the proverbial cake. Flying mind readers, a demon eyed Cajun, a man beast that turned out to be more man than beast. Now Dana was witness to yet another miracle, the recovery of Jubilation Lee.
The girl should be dead, had she been attacked any other place Dana was certain the spunky teenager would have died. But with all the medical technology these X-Men had, the girl had hardly a mark on her body, which had been battered and broken when she was brought out of the woods just twenty four hours ago.
"I am fine, get that thing away from me." Jubilee was not the best patient either. Dana could see she was more like her friend Logan than her innocent face would lead one to believe.
"Fine, but I can't believe how...you healed." Dana whispered slightly dumbfounded.
"My dear Federal Agent we X-Men tend to rebound from such insignifigant injuries with great haste," Beast added from the other side of the room.
"Yeah and all this Shi'ar crap don't hurt either," Jubilee added as she slipped off the examing table.
"Shi'ar?" Scully asked.
"Yes, a lovely and highly developed race of space fairing extra terrestials that we exchange ideals and technology with." Dana quirked her right eyebrow skyward half wishing Mulder had been there to hear that and half glad that he wasn't. She could only imagine the way he would rip into the kindly blue doctor, pumping him for every detail he knew about the aliens.
"I hope you don't mind me askin'," Rogue said from across the room,"but how far along are ya?" Rogue pointed to Scully's gently swollen stomach.
Absent mindedly, Scully stroked her full belly as she responded, "Five months, I'll enter my third trimester in two weeks." Scully's cheeks flushed red as she realized she was smiling like an idiot.
"You gonna keep bein' an 'Officer of duh Law'," Jubilee barked in her best Judge Dreed voice,"til the kid drops?"
Scully smirked, "No, Skinner is having a fit now that I am still doing field work, so I guess this will be my last assignment. After that, who knows, might go practice medicine leave the weirdness to Mulder." She smiled to herself as she realized that no matter what happened after the baby was born she and Mulder were in 'this' for the long hual. Doctor or not, Scully would be there for Mulder.
Rogue nodded her head, "What's it like, being pregnant?"
"Not all it's cracked up to be,but worth it," Dana said while rubbing her belly, " you'll see." Jubilee winced with the last statement. Dana noticed a sadness growing in Rogue's belle brown eyes.
"No not me," Rogue's said in a painfully shaky voice, "I can't... I can't have one, I can't touch anyone..." Scully's eyes widened with confusion, it was then at the agent noted that Rogue was covered from head to toe. Jeans, long sleeved shirt, gloves, and a turtle neck. Scully lowered her eyes, almost mourning Rogue's condition.
"Erh, uh, I am starved, ice cream anyone?" Jubilee interjected, feeling the tension in the room building, the girl thought it best to kill this conversation.
"Oh no you don't Miss Lee, Your ribs need to be monitored and you have other internal injuries that could easily be aggitated if you over do it. You will stay here for another evening I am clear?"
Jubilee rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, assuming her infamous pouting position, "Fine Hank, but one question?" Jubilee's eyes began to roam the massive expanse of the Med Lab, "Where is Wolvie?"
Rogue looked over at Hank who lowered his eyes to the computer screen where the results of several test he was running were starting to be displayed. "I think he and the others went to find whoever did this to you."
"WHAT, without me?!?!?" Jubilee yelled.
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Charles Xavier was not the type of man that worried; he could become concerned, he pondered, even fretted but never worried. But tonight he was indeed worried. Logan had taken off shortly after finding out that his beloved Jubilee would alright. The others had come up with a plan about how to deal with the murderous Deputy Smothers, but he had not heard a word from his students for hours. The only good thing to come out of all of this was that Greydon Creed had abruptly cut his trip short and returned to Washington D.C.
Charled breathed in deeply then exhaled a cleansing breath. Closing his eyes, he cleared his mind of all thought and focused on the images of his *missing* students. His mind flashed, soon his astral form was racing through the woods at lightspeed. Like a bloodhound on the hunt, Charles telepathic mind had picked up on a familiar signature in the woods.
As his astral form broke free of the woods, Charles came upon a small cabin. Utter chaos had seemed to break out. A flipped over car was resting near the front steps of the house and he could feel Mulder's groggy mind starting to awaken. *Mr. Mulder.* Charles called to the dazed agent.
*Dad?* Mulder returned from with in his own mind.
*Unfortunately not, but I would advise you to try and get out of this vehicle.* Charles said in a calm tone. The last thing he wanted was to jolt the man back to the real world, the shock of being upside down with a voice in his head could literally cause Mulder to blackout.
Mulder slowly opened his eyes, his head was throbbing as blood rushed into his brain. The world seemed off tilter and a strong force was pulling at him. As the fuzziness in his mind started to clear he realized he was upside down and still in the car he'd try to run *it* over with. Now alert, Mulder flinched then frantically undid his seatbelt. *Careful Mr. Mulder,* Charles' warning was too late. Mulder undid the clasp and he went flying out of the seat head first into the stirring wheel.
*Ouch.* He said to the voice in his head. Charles repressed the urge to laugh and directed Mulder on how to get out of the car as painlessly as possible. As Mulder staggered to his feet, Jean and Scott emerged from the house, battered and as dazed as he was. Gambit and Wolverine came from arround the back of the house, with Gambit holding Storm's limp body.
"Gambit t'ink we just got our asses kicked."
"I agree," Mulder said while nursing his bruised and throbbing head.
Jean quickly looked off towards the edge of the woods having sensed Charles, *Professor, he ran off. I manged to gleem a little from his mine, before he kicked our butts. Smothers may have been his father or an uncle, but we know the boy was being drugged. There are needles and various bottles of some kind of steriod all over the house.*
*And Smothers?*
*He... killed him before we could stop him. I think Smothers may have tried to give him an overdose of the drugs and it back fired on him.* Jean tried to hide the small amount of joy in her thoughts that Smothers was dead, but was failing. Charles, understood, he would not hold it against her.
*We have to find him Jean, before he hurts anyone else.*
*We'll find him.* Jean felt Charles slip out of her mind and away from them.
"We can use Smothers' truck to get back," Mulder said, "Only gotta figure out which one of us is in any condition to drive." Without another word Logan hopped in the driver's seat of Smothers' red pickup. Mulder grimaced, the thought of Logan driving scared the hell out of him.
"Get over it Doughboy, I heal fast and as for the feral thing call it a phase." Mulder didn't move until the others piled into the truck, finally he hopped in the back with Gambit and Scott.
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Charles returned to his body, he would need a moment to collect his thoughts before he began searching the forrest for the wayward boy. He pinched his nose in an attempt to ward off a developing headache. Images of the boy being locked away, beaten violently and drugged to the point that he was easily suggestable and overtly violent made him angry. But as the imagines became stronger and clearer he realized that they were not of his own making. Someone was broadcasting this rage with such force he was effortlessly picking them up.
Charles sat up and focused on the rage flooding his mind. He left his body and walked the astral plane trying to find the boy. The rage found him first, Charles was pulled into a dark pit like space where there was nothing but pain and death. The the ghastly spectors of the girls this young man had been brainwashed into killing hung in the air around the Charles, sending a psychic chill up his astral spine.
*Hello?* Charles called.
*GO WAY, GO WAY FOR I HURT YOU TOO!!!* Charles' head snapped around to the darkest corner of the boy's mind. Huddled there was a small frail form of a nude and battered blonde haired boy that looked slightly like a semi transformed warewolf.
*Young man I only want to help you.*
*Help...ME? Kill me then, please kill me for I kill her.* The boy's voice was borderline hysterical.
The boy curled further into a defensive ball, he looked over at Xavier, *You better leave the wave is coming, nuthin' gonna stop it either.*
On cue, the ground beneath Charles rumbled and shook. Charles could feel an evil fog approaching, the drugs were starting to get a stronger hold on the boy's mind. In a heartbeat Charles was back in his body. A mind clearing blink later Charles called for Rogue.
"Hold on y'all the Professor's callin' me," Rogue announced with a wave of her hand that quieted the room.
*Rogue we have a problem, the Young boy who has been... attacking the young women over that last few years is coming here, NOW. Make sure Jubilation and Agent Scully are safe and get ready.*
*I am on it.* Rogue turned to a befuddled Scully, who was still not use to seeing someone in a telepathic conversation. "We got trouble, that thing is comin' this way. You two stay down here, me and Hank are needed."
"No way, I owe that bag of fur and fangs a beat down," Jubilee barked as she made her way to the door. Rogue snatched the eager teenager by her arm, which caused Jubilee to scream like she was being killed. The force of the grab caused a sudden shockwave of pain that started in her ribs and moved to every part of the girl's body.
"You can't Sugah, you might look okay but you ain't and Logan'd kill me if I let ya go with us. Just stay down here," Rogue looked over at Scully who was checking her standard issue .45, "... watch afta the Agent."
Jubilee looked over at Scully, pregnant and even with the gun she wasn't going to be much of a match for monster the teenager had faced in the woods the night before. "Okay, but if you need me..."
"I'll whistle Sugah," Rogue winked at Jubilee, glad that she had managed not to bruise her ego too much and then left the Med Lab with Hank.
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Midnight
Xavier's Institute
The pick-up truck pulled up to the gate, with demon speed Logan pounded his security code into the digital pad and watched the gate lurch open. As he shifted the old red ford into gear, he could hear a distant southern fried scream from inside the mansion. "What the flamin' hell?" He grumbled under his breath as he looked up at the house.
"Is there a problem Logan?" Jean asked as she cradled Storm's comatose body. Jean looked at the house and began scanning. Immediately she picked up on Rogue or what was left of Rogue's mind. The woman's mind was scrambled almost beyond recognition. "Oh my God, Logan, Rogue's touched him."
Jean flung open the side door and pulled Storm out. Scott releaved Jean of Storm and began to move towards the rear of the house, when the sound of breaking glass caught him off guard.
Rogue's body came sailing out of Xavier's third floor office window and headed straight for the pick-up's wind shield. She slammed into the hood of the truck so hard it almost flipped over. Gambit and Mulder went flying in opposite directions across the lawn.
Logan had just leapt out of the truck in time to miss the impact. He rolled across the lawn,rebounding, he looked over at the smashed remains of the truck. Scott was moving back towards the smoldering wreck," No way boy scout, get Storm to Med Lab, I got Rogue." Scott nodded and raced off to the back of the mansion.
Before Logan could reach Rogue, Gambit had pulled her free of the wreckage and was cradling her limp body. "C'mon Chere don't do dis to ol' Remy," he whispered as he brushed her hair out of her face with a gloved hand. Like magic Rogue coughed and sucked in a deep breath.
"NO!!!" She yelled as she started to fight him, "Poppa don't hit me I am sorry Poppa, don't hit me. I won't be a mutant, I'll be a good boy, Poppa PLEASE, I am sorry..." Remy could not control Rogue's powerful body any longer. She kicked out violently and ranaway headed towards the woods.
"What the hell?" Mulder said as Rogue raced by him.
"She can' touch nobody wit out taking a piece o'dem." Remy said as he approached the agent trying to match Rogue's incredible speed. Fox continued to watch the pair as Rogue ran off into the woods with Remy in hot persuit.
A low growl drew Mulder's attention away from the retreating X-Men and towards the house. Logan stood at the base of the front steps looking up at the window where Rogue had been thrown from. Mulder looked up and saw the outline of a male slightly larger than the increasingly angry man growling before him.
Without a word, Logan leapt the three front steps and cut throw the door with impressively long claws. Mulder's face became child like as he observed Logan's adamantium claws retrack into his fore arm. *Scully would love to examine you.* He slurred to himself. A pang of jealousy crawled up Mulder spine as the image of Scully touching the animalistic but somehow seductive man filled his mind's eye.
*Kill the jealousy Agent we gotta go,* Jean's voice entered Mulder's mind like a chimming bell. Mulder could feel himself being lifted off the ground. He tried to relax, but as the ground got further and further away the bells and whistles in his mind grew louder .
Jean guilded to a soft landing as she entered the Professor's office. Just as Mulder cleared the remains of the broken window, Jean saw Charles in a bloody heap in his over turned wheel chair. With her concentration broken, she unceremonously dropped Mulder on the top of Xavier's desk.
*At least she waited until I was in the window.*
*Sorry.*
Jean telekentically flung the wheelchair off her mentor and brought him to her. He hung in the air for a brief second before he open his eyes. *We have to help this boy Jean, he's been through so much.*
Jean nodded and motioned for Mulder to follow her, she walked to the door with Xavier's broken body hovering behind her and Mulder hot on her heals.
*Everyone,* Jean called to the minds of those in the house, including Mulder and Scully, * try not to hurt him, the boy has been hurt enough. He's been drugged and 'influenced'. Try to disable him.* Almost instanly she felt both Logan and Jubilee's mind close her out. *Rogue may have weakened him enough to take him, but he is still dangerous, so be careful.*
Jean knew how angry both of them were and their hot heatedness didn't help the situation either. Jubilee was pissed about being jumped and Logan was pissed that his best friend got jumped. And when angry they both were forces to be wreckened with.
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Scott walked as fast as he could while holding Storm, he could feel her starting to stir again. "Scott, by the Goddess, what are you doing?" She asked surprised to find herself in his arms.
"You got hurt Ororo, taking you to... Med... Lab." Scott's explaination was cut short as he caught sight of a thick blonde brick wall that looked like a baby Sabertooth. *Anything but that.* Scott said to himself. Sabertooth or Baby Sabertooth he was in no condition to deal with either.
The young man stood in the middle of the hallway, just a few feet away from the doors that lead to Med Lab. "Ro." Scott whispered in her ear then nudged his head towards the boy.
The Blonde demon heard the sound of a deep male voice and halted the hunt for his target. In one fluid motion he turned on his heals, dropping on all fours he galloped towards Storm and Scott. Storm's angelic blue eyes flashed white and a bolt of lightening crashed just ahead of the boy. With incredible agility he danced around it and continued to move towards the injuried X-Men.
"I am afraid I can not allow this young friend," a smooth scholarly voice said from behind the boy. Hank aimed the riffle sized tazzer at the boy's head, having learned during his earlier battle with the young mutant that aiming for the rest of his body was pointless.
The electric pulse of the 'weapon' firing crackled about them all. The blast hit the youngster in the back of the head. Dazed, he slipped and slide the rest of the distance to his intended prey. Down but not out, he reached around and grabbed Scott's leg, pulling both him and Storm to the ground.
He back handed Scott, knocking his visor for, causing him to almost shoot Storm who narrowly ducked out of the way. The red bleam burned into the wall across them. Just then, Scully and Jubilee emerged from the doors of MedLab, Scully took aim at the beast "Freeze, FBI!!" She yelled.
"And X-Men," Jubilee added with a devilish smile as she took her battle stance which errily mirrored Logan's. The Beast boy backed away from Scott and Storm, having smelled his target from the night before so close to him now. Licking his chops, he turned, dropped to all fours again and charged the women. Scully, Jubilee and Beast, who was still some distance away, fired several shots. The boy simple ducked and dodged those blasts same as before.
Fear that the mother-to-be would be injuried and Rogue's orders mixed into a motivating force that compelled Jubilee to move in front of Scully and start powering up. The head strong teenager started to charge their attacker, denying Scully and Hank a clear shot. "Your ass is grass," she barked.
She had to time this just right, just as she could feel his breath on her neck, she blinded him with a paff then tucked her arm around his and flipped him as he slashed at her side. Just as the two battling teenagers hit the ground Jean, Mulder, Xavier and Wolverine came around the corner.
The force of flipping him and the assualt on her already bruised chest caused her ribs to break. The sound of her ribs cracking was audible to everyone, but only Logan heard the sound of the bones ripping into her lungs. Jubilee's limp body lay under the boy who had quickly recovered from her rather impressive attack. He sneared and raised his claw to slash at her again.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!GRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Logan's blood cruddling battle cry caused the boy to focus on him. Logan leapt off the ground and like some black and gold cannonball lunged at the boy, captured him in a bear hug and took him down into a dangerous roll. Unseathing his claws, Logan began wildly slashing at the boy. Blood and flesh flew as the boy aggressive slashed at Logan's body. In a matter of seconds both fighter resembled bloody gladiators in the heat of battle.
Without warning, Logan was flung straight into Scully. Both Logan and Scully sailed through the air. They forcefully slammed into the wall behind her and Scully was almost crush under Logan's mass.
Before the boy could make another move, a single shot fired from a hand gun rang out like a morbid church bell tolling some kind of end. The bullet travelled straight and true for the boy's head, entering the center of his forehead and exploding out of the back of his skull. Mulder held his firing stance for what seemed like eternity, until the boy's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he slumped to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh my god," Jean said aloud. Mulder bypassed checking on his 'victim' and went to Scully. Logan was cradling her body, there was a small puddle of fluids and blood forming beneith her body.
"No, Scully, please," Mulder demanded of his partner as he took her from Logan and liffted he slight weight off the ground. Hank seemed to appear out of nowhere and waved to Jean to check on Jubilee. But when the boy started moving again eveyone froze.
Mulder shifted Scully to one side and took aim again, but to his shock and horror what had been a lean evil looking blonde demon was shrinking into a small young boy with tiny fangs, thick wooly side burns, and hairy elbows. "Take her inside," Hank said in a commanding tone to the shellshocked Mulder who was still aiming at the boy's sqirming body.
Logan had already gathered up Jubilee and bypassed them all on his way to MedLab. Hank watched Mulder carry Scully in followed by Jean who was 'towing' Xavier. As Hank *causatiously* lifted the boy off the ground, he noticed that most of the damage was already starting to heal. "I fear that this evening will be expontentially lengthy."
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The next day
noon
MedLab
Mulder sat on the edge of Scully's bed; worry so heavily burdening his spirit, darkness seemed to live on his face. Dana's head started to roll across the pillow as she began to wake. "Mulder?" She whispered in a weak voice. Dana tried to sit up a bit, but the pain in her lower abdomine forbid it.
"Oh no you don't Dana," Mulder ordered in as gentle a voice as he had ever mustered. He gently eased her head and shoulders back down on the pillow. He returned to his seated position. And looked at her, she was white as a sheet. Pale as ghost, but she wasn't a ghost, she was alive and he was grateful for that, at least.
"I remember a fight and being..." Scully's eyes grew wide. Her hands rubbed her flat stomach. The lack of roundness and the pain in her belly alerted her to the fact that her baby was... gone. She bit her lower lip trying to hold back her tears, but they came to her in force. Her body convulsed as she started to cry like she'd never cried before in her life.
Mulder caught her up in his arms, "Dana it'll be okay, Xavier says that you'll be outta here in a week and..."
"I don't care, my baby...I lost my baby," she whimpered as she cried.
"Our baby, Scully. She's our baby," Mulder said in her ear. Dana looked up at him, her tears halted by the state of confussion she was slipping into.
"Wha..."
Mulder brushed away her tears and looked into her big green water eyes. Smiling he quirked an eyebrow, same as she had done to him so many times. "Hank I think you better get the baby, if she's ready." Mulder said without looking away from Scully. It was only then that Scully notice that the others were there. Logan was holding Jubilee, who was alseep in the bed next to Scully's, he had an odd smile on his face as he regarded both Mulder and Scully. Jean, Scott, Storm, a recovered Rogue, Remy and Xavier were all arranged around their beds in a lose semi-circle, all wearing the same odd grin.
"Mulder, I lost my baby," She said in a matter of fact tone.
"There you go again, you didn't *lose* anything and she's ours." Mulder said in a gentle tone as he placed a kiss on her forehead.
Hank approached with a small bundle that shock slightly. "Agent Mulder would like the honor of presenting your *partner* with her daughter?" Mulder finally looked away from Scully and took his daughter in his arms.
"Dana Scully I'd like you to meant, ugh...umm, a new person we found last night." Mulder pulled back the blanket a bit revealing a small but remarkably healthy brown haired baby girl with a flaming red cowlick in the front. Dana looked at him in total shock. This was all wrong, she had only been five months along. If the baby had survived delivery, she should hooked up to all manner of monitors and medical equipment.
"I don't, I don't understand," Dana said looking around at everyone.
"My dear Scully, the Shi'ar are a wonderous race, you owe them and their age advancement technology for this. I hope you don't mind, we had to age you while you were still carrying her. You lost two and half months of your life, but I think you'll agree that it was a small price to pay."
Dana looked at Hank, her gleeming happy eyes were all the thanks he or any of them needed. Dana returned her attention to Mulder and their daughter. She slowly reached out for the baby which Mulder happily gave to her. As soon as Scully was comfortable holding her daughter Mulder sprang to his feet and sat behind Scully cradling her and the baby lovingly.
The others started to disband and go about their business. Logan pulled the curtain between the two beds in order to give Mulder and Scully more privacy. He had no intentions of leaving Jubilee til she was completely healed.
"So who does she look more like, me or you?" Mulder quiped as he stroked the baby's face.
Dana shook her head, what Mulder had been saying finally caught up with her, "What in the world do you mean? How is she your's... I mean... I...we never."
"Remember when we ran up against that woman and her wishes?"
"Yeah, but..."
"I never told you what I wished for did I?"
"You didn't?" Dana said with a mischievous look on her face.
"Kinda, I wished...I wished for, us. I guess I got my wish, kinda." His admission warmed Scully in places she didn't even know she had.
"I love you too Mulder." Dana whispered as she kissed him on his lips ever so softly. Mulder just smiled. "So how did you find out that she was your's?"
Dana was dying to hear this, "Even though she was 'advanced aged' enough to survive, she still needed a blood transfusion. Nobody but me matched. When Hank ran a test to make sure I was healthy enough to donate, he put two and two together and ran DNA test. Surprise, I was Daddy."
There was a brief moment of silence as Scully tried to process everything that had been tossed her way. "Now what?"
"A name," Dana said refusing to think about anything but the here and now.
"Hmmm, maybe Foxy."
Scully growled, "No way," she looked down at the sleeping miracle, "How about Samantha?"
Dana looked up at Mulder, "Samantha Melissa Scully."
"Samanatha Melissa Scully Mulder."
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Conclusion...
"No more for me," Mulder said to the Bartender.
"What you ain't a drinker?" Wolverine asked.
"I can drink most men under the table-hiccup- but it would seem that you don't get drunk no matter how much ya drink." Mulder was on the verge of blacking out. Wolverine smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
"You guys ready to go home, Remy t'ink tis one done celebrated enough, Non?"
"Qui," Mulder said as he almost fell off the barstool. A small roar of appaulds erupted from every direction. "Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week."
The three men walked out of the bar and got in Logan's jeep headed for home.
"So friend did ya mill over what Chuck said to ya about the Kid?"
"Yeah," Mulder said lowering his as he tried to clear his head, "both me and Scully agree that Kyle belongs here. We 'got' the real bad guy, Smothers won't be hurting anyone else."
Mulder became increasingly quite, the conversation he and Scully had earlier with Xavier hit home. Kyle, the boy who had caused so much damage in his young life, was just as much a victim as the young women he was brainwashed into killing. After a little investigation and an interview with the young man after he 'quickly' recovered, it was discovered that Smothers was his step father.
Kyle's mother died when he was younger, just as his mutation started to surface. His mother and Smothers were members of the FOH. So when Kyle manifested his 'werewolf' like powers Smothers feared being excommunicated from not only the FOH but the community as well.
When Creed's people found out, Creed paid Smothers to drug and induce the boy to killing other mutants that they knew of in the community. Creed called it,'the boy regaining redemption for being a demon by cleansing the Earth of the rest of his brother demons'. Of course there was no way Mulder could prove Greydon Creed's involvement, but he was going to make damn sure the bastards name was prominantly featured in his and Scully's reports.
But in light of these facts and Kyle's mutation, both agents thought it best if the boy stay with Xavier. Kyle had to recover from his wounds and endure what was surely going to be a oainful wihdrawl period. Mulder was already plotting how to cover the boy's tracks as best he could. One of the nice things about working the X-Files was he could leave as many blanks in his report as he liked.
Mulder leaned back in his seat, the thought of seeing Scully and Sam-Me warmed him as they neared the house. Wolverine could feel the man's mood change from glum to joyous. He snickered while tossing a happy look back Remy who was flipping a card between his fingers. Logan returned to Mulder who seemed close to falling asleep.
"Did you tell her everything about the baby?" Wolverine asked.
"Most of it, figured what I did tell her was enough... I'll get to the mutant part latter. Remind me to keep Xavier's card, we'll need it in a few years."
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