The Nascar Files: Part 2!
By: Christy Gordon
Disclaimers: No, I still don't own Mulder and Scully. They still belong to Chris Carter, Fox and the folks at 1013. And umm...I don't own any of the Nascar Drivers mentioned either.
~I hope everyone is enjoying this story. Please Review it! Thanks!
July 6th
5:00 PM
Daytona Beach, Florida
The dark red Ford Taurus traveled down the highways of Daytona Beach. The tall, lanky man, who sat behind the wheel, had his eyes fixed on the road. The woman sitting next to him was staring out of the window. She watched as the landscape rushed by at what seemed to be an incredible speed, although the car was only traveling 55 mph. Both seemed to be lost in their thoughts of the day's happenings. They rode in silence until they reached their hotel. "We're here." The man said, breaking Scully's train of thought. She yawned and opened her door. Mulder exited the car and walked to the rear of the car. He opened the trunk and gathered the luggage that was inside of it. Mulder carried the luggage up to their hotel room. Scully opened the burgundy colored door. The interior of the hotel was quite nice compared to the dumps Mulder and Scully were used to staying at during their investigations. There were two beds, both covered with bedspreads with a blue and purple floral pattern. A small television set sat on top of the oak dresser. Scully sat on the edge of the bed and flipped through the channels of the television. Cartoons. Days of our Lives. Cops. Baseball. News. Tired of flipping the channels, Scully turned the television off and laid back on the bed. She watched Mulder as he unpacked his suitcase, which turned out to be far more entertaining than anything that could be found on the television. Mulder had dumped all of the contents in his suitcase on the bed. He proceeded to take all of his shirts and sling them into an empty drawer. He then took all of his pants and hung them on the back of a nearby chair. The rest of the clothing he brought along, he dumped into a drawer. Scully watched in amusement. Mulder then reached for Scully's suitcase. Scully sat up on the bed and grabbed Mulder's hand. "Oh, no you don't. I can unpack myself." Mulder smiled and set the suitcase down next to Scully. "You don't like the way I unpack?" Mulder asked her. Scully unzipped her suitcase and took out a pair of jeans. "Well, Mulder…you unpack fine. It's just a little unorganized for me." Mulder laughed at this. He hadn't realized Scully was such a neat freak. Scully took all of her clothes out of the suitcase and organized them into neat piles. She then refolded all of the clothes to make sure they would remain wrinkle-free. She hung her pants and shirts up on a hanger and then neatly put the rest of her clothing into a drawer. "Now, that's the way to unpack." She told Mulder with a smile. "Enough unpacking! Let's go out and explore the town Scully." Scully checked her watch. 5:43. "Well, ok Mulder, but I want to be back by 11:00. We have to head out very early tomorrow you know." Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. "Sure thing Scully." He said as he pulled. He led her out to their red Ford Taurus. Scully cringed as she took a look at the car. Ford. The enemy car make of her favorite driver. "Couldn't we have gotten a Chevy, Mulder??" She said as she pulled the passenger side door open. "No way Scully! I had to get a Ford! Dale Jarrett drives a Ford!" Mulder exclaimed with a chuckle. 'Wow, Scully really is into this Nascar stuff.' Mulder thought to himself. He opened the driver's side door and sat down in the seat. "Next time, I get to choose the car." Scully said as she closed her door. "A nice Chevy Monte Carlo." Mulder let out a groan. He started up the car and drove down the Daytona Beach Highway. "Yeah, in your dreams G-Woman!" Mulder exclaimed with a chuckle. Scully laughed as she stared out the window at the highway signs. "Where are we going anyway?" Scully asked turning her attention back to Mulder. "Oh, here, there and everywhere." Mulder said trying to keep Scully in suspense as long as possible. "Oh, come on Mulder, you can tell me!" Scully said. Mulder said nothing. He stared at the open highway in front of him.
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July 6th
Daytona International Speedway
6:34 PM
After about 15 minutes, Mulder pulled the car into the Daytona International Speedway. "Mulder! We aren't supposed to arrive here until tomorrow!" Scully said with a surprised voice. Mulder just looked at Scully and smiled. "Well, Surprise!" Mulder said, laughing. Scully was grinning like an idiot. She looked at the speedway grandstands. They seemed so huge from where she was sitting. While Scully stared out the window in awe, Mulder was busy with something else. "Where to park? Where to park?" Mulder muttered to himself. It was Friday night, better known as qualifying day in the world of racing. No wonder the place was packed. Mulder circled the parking lot numerous times before finding a lonely spot at the very end of the lot. "You ready for some action Scully?" Mulder asked his partner as he unbuckling his seat belt. "As ready as I'll ever be!" she replied. They exited the car and walked up to the many souvenir haulers that littered the outside of the 2-mile track. Mulder grabbed Scully's hand tightly as they wandered through the circus of trailers. After all, he didn't want to lose her in the crowd. Scully strained her neck out, looking for the 24 Dupont Trailer. "Hey, Mulder…Where's Jeff's trailer at?" She asked. As popular as Gordon is, he should have like 6 trailers to please the demand of the crowd! Mulder looked around and saw the 24 trailer by the front gate entrance. He steered Scully in the general direction of the trailer with his hand on the small of her back. "Right over here." He said to her as they walked. A huge crowd was surrounding the Gordon souvenir trailer. Mulder and Scully stood at the very back of the crowd. Scully stood on her tiptoes and tried to take a look at the merchandise for sale. "Mulder, I can't see anything!" Scully exclaimed. Mulder decided to take matters into his own hands. He took out his FBI badge and started flashing it at people. "FBI. Move back. We have official business at this trailer. Please move back. FBI. We would appreciate everyone's cooperation." Mulder said, pushing his way through the crowd taking Scully with him. After a few seconds, they found themselves in the front of the massive crowd. "Now, Scully, what would you like. May I suggest something that is good for autographs?" Mulder hinted. Scully looked at the large array of merchandise the trailer offered. On the wall hung dozens of varieties of shirts; from t-shirts to sweatshirts to golf shirts. In the glass cases displayed at the very front of the trailer, sat various Jeff Gordon diecasts. "Ok Mulder. Shirt or diecast?" Scully asked. Mulder whipped out his credit card. "How bout both?" He said. Scully picked out a very nice long sleeved, gray 24 shirt. It was perfect for breezy summer nights along the beach, or at the racetrack. She also picked out a diecast 24 car. It was a sharp looking car. The basic body of the diecast car was blue. But the design on the hood and the sides of the car was hard to miss. The nose and sides were decorated with bright red flames. And on the hood, the word, "DUPONT" was written. "This is a great choice, Miss. It's a very good seller right now. Mainly because this is Gordon's new paint scheme." The man behind the counter told Scully. The man wrapped up her shirt and diecast and put them in a bright red Action Performance bag. "Thank you." Scully told the man as she took the bag from him. Mulder took the bag from her hand and carried it for her. "I can carry it Mulder." She protested. "I know you can carry it Scully. But I want to carry it for you." Mulder said sweetly. "Well, ok, have it your way." Scully said. She leaned over and gave him a light kiss on the cheek. "Ok, you've had your fun at the Jeff Gordon trailer. Now, onto the Dale Jarrett trailer." Mulder said. He took her hand and led her in the direction totally opposite from the 24 trailer. "Well, it's only fair I guess Mulder." Scully said at his side. After about 2 minutes of weaving their way through the massive crowds of people Mulder and Scully reached Dale Jarrett's souvenir trailer.
There were only a few people looking at the UPS merchandise. Scully lifted an eyebrow. "Hey, Mulder…Where are all the people at?" Scully asked him. "I guess they are all at Gordon's trailer." Mulder shot back with a laugh. Mulder walked up to the front of the trailer with ease. "Now, Scully, look at all of this quality merchandise." Mulder said. He pointed to various shirts and jackets on the wall. "Mulder if you dress with those pieces of clothing on, people are going to mistake
you for the UPS man." Scully laughed at the thought of Mulder delivering a package to her doorstep. "Package for Miss Scully." Mulder teased with a chuckle. He pointed a shirt out to the man standing behind the counter of the trailer. "I'd like that shirt please." Mulder said. He gave the man his credit card and took the brown bag the shirt was in. "Where to now Mulder?" Scully asked. Mulder stuck his credit card back into his wallet. "Well, to the infield!" Mulder declared. They exited the merchandise trailers and walked into a tunnel that led to the infield. "What's with this tunnel Mulder?" Scully asked as she looked up at the top of the tunnel. "Well, right above us is the track Scully. And people need a way in and out of the track when the race is in progress. So they built this tunnel." Mulder told her. He had spent a great deal of time on the internet looking up information about the track. He was glad that his time hadn't been wasted. "Makes sense." Scully said. They walked out of the tunnel and into the infield. Hundreds of RV's and motor homes sat in the infield. Flags of all sorts rippled as the wind hit them where they were sat perched from every RV. Mulder led Scully to the direction of the garage area. As they neared closer to the garage area, team member uniforms could be seen more frequently. "There's a member of the Rusty Wallace team Mulder!" Scully said excited. A man with a blue shirt with a large number 2 on it walked by them. They walked up to a gate that led into the Winston cup garage area. A large, muscular man with a Nascar Winston Cup Official's shirt stopped them. "Do you have passes to be in here?" The man asked. Mulder whipped out 2 garage passes and showed them to the man. "Be sure to wear those passes at all times while in the garage area. And please, enjoy yourselves." The man said, opening the gate to let Mulder and Scully pass through. Mulder handed Scully her pass and she slipped it over
her neck as he did the same. They passed through the open gate and stood looking at the bustling garage area. Cars of all colors and car makes were being pushed, rolled, weighed or inspected. They walked throughout the garage area looking for the 24 team garage. Scully was beginning to get nervous. She knew she was about to meet Jeff Gordon and she very excited. "Mulder, when am I going to meet Jeff?" She asked him as they walked through the Steve Park garage. "As soon as we
find him Scully." He squeezed her hand as a sign of assurance. "He's probably been abducted, Scully. Sounds like an X File!" Mulder said with a chuckle. Scully punched him in the shoulder. Mulder winced in pain. "OW!!" Mulder screamed. The people standing around them turned and stared. "You ok Mulder? I didn't mean to hurt you that badly." Scully said as she rubbed his shoulder blade with her fingers. "I think you only bruised my ego Scully." Mulder replied. They continued to walk along the garage area. Night was beginning to settle on Daytona International Speedway. Fans began leaving the track. Scully was beginning to worry that she wouldn't meet Jeff tonight. The track lights came on the speedway and gave the garage area a whole new look. The lights shimmered off the cars as they were transported to different places around the garage area. They arrived at the Dupont garage area and found the brightly colored Dupont car up on jacks. 4 men were lying beneath the car tinkering with suspension, gear ratios, and sway bars to make the 24 a winning car on Saturday night. These men were truly the heart and soul of the team. Without them, Jeff would never get to Victory Lane, and Jeff never let anyone forget that. Mulder stepped around the men and made his way to the front of the car, dodging jack stands, assorted tools, and car parts. The hood of the number 24 car was also up. The engine had been taken out and most likely; the crew was working on putting in the race motor for the race the following night. Mulder looked around at the activity going on and tapped one man on the shoulder. The man was sitting on a chair and he was hunched over looking at a silver notebook. He looked up at the man who tapped him on the shoulder. "Huh? Can I help you?" The man said looking back down at the notebook. Mulder looked at the man carefully. He looked familiar to Mulder, but Mulder could not place where he had seen the man before. He was certain that he had never met the man, but had most likely saw him on television. Scully stepped up to where Mulder and the man were. "Yes, we are looking for Jeff Gordon." Scully said. The man closed his notebook and stood to face the two agents. "Many people look for Jeff Gordon. Not many people are lucky enough to find him." The man said with a twinkle in his eye. Mulder pulled out his badge and showed the man his identification. "I am Special Agent Fox Mulder with the FBI and this is my partner, Dana Scully." He said gesturing to Scully. "Is Jeff in some sort of trouble?" The man asked. "Oh, No, No! We are not here for anything like that." Mulder said reassuring the man. "I didn't think Jeff was the kind of man who would be in trouble with the Feds." The man said with a chuckle. "My partner is a huge Jeff Gordon fan, and as a surprise, I set up a meeting between her and Jeff. The problem is, we cannot find Jeff anywhere. Do you know where he might happen to be?" Mulder asked the man. The man thought for a moment. "Well, its 8 o'clock. Jeff is probably in bible study right now. But if you wait for about 10 minutes, he usually comes into the garage area afterwards." The man informed them. "Oh, by the way, I'm Robbie Loomis." He said. Mulder smiled. 'I thought he looked familiar!' He thought. "Jeff's crew chief!" Scully exclaimed. "Yep, that's me." Robbie answered with a smile on his face. He placed his silver notebook into the war wagon and pulled up 2 more chairs next to his own. They sat and talked for a bit, waiting for Jeff to arrive. "Well, how do you think you'll do in the race tomorrow?" Mulder asked, taking this opportunity to talk to Robbie about racing. "Well, as you can see, we're making some changes on the car. Jeff says its too loose going into the corners, so we are making some adjustments to correct that problem. But we've got some great horsepower under the hood and I think we have a good chance at putting on a great show for the fans tomorrow." Robbie told them. "And a good chance of winning. Right?" Scully asked. Robbie chuckled. "We always have a good chance of winning Agent Scully." He replied. At that moment, a man wearing lightly faded jeans, a dark blue shirt, and a khaki baseball cap walked into the garage. "Oh, here's the man you're waiting for." Robbie announced. They all stood up to great the man. "Jeff, these are Agents Mulder and Scully. They are with the FBI." Jeff took turns shaking each of their hands. "Well, what brings you to the garage area?" Jeff asked. Scully was beginning to look quite pale. Mulder put his hand on the small of her back, as a brace to prevent her from fainting. "Oh, well, Scully here is a huge fan of yours Jeff. I pulled a few strings and arranged this meeting for us." Mulder told the racer. "Breathe Scully." Mulder whispered to her. Scully let out a deep breathe and smiled. "Are you ok Agent Scully?" Jeff asked as he noticed her looking pale. "Oh, yes, I'm fine. Just a little shocked right now. I'm in awe." Scully answered. Jeff laughed. "So, are you folks going to stick around here and watch the race tomorrow?" Jeff asked. "Sure are!" Mulder replied taking out two race tickets and handing them to Jeff. "Hmm…Backstretch. Well, since Agent Scully here is a huge fan of mine, I'll see if I can get you better seats. How would you guys like to watch the race from pit road?" Jeff asked. Now Scully looked as if she was about to keel over. "Really? That would be awesome!" She managed to say. Jeff walked over to a man standing in the back of the garage. He whispered something into the man's ear and then the man nodded his head. Jeff walked back over to where Mulder, Robbie and Scully were standing. "Alright, my agent will call you in the morning to give you all of the details." He informed them. "This is so nice of you Jeff. We can't thank you enough." Mulder said. "Well, just continue to cheer on the 24 team. That'll be thanks enough." Jeff said. "Hey, Jeff, I hate to sound like some awestricken fan here, but can we get some pictures?" Mulder asked. "Oh, yeah, sure." Jeff said pleasantly. Jeff, Robbie, Mulder, and Scully all gathered around the car and a crewmember snapped several pictures of the group. Jeff then signed Scully's diecast car as well as her shirt. "Well, I think we've taken care of all the normal fan meeting procedures." Jeff said with a chuckle. "We aren't keeping you from anything important are we Jeff?" Scully asked. She knew that Jeff Gordon was a very busy man. He was constantly on the road, traveling to different tracks, media events, and fan gatherings. "How does this man have time for his family?' She pondered. "Oh, you're not keeping me from anything. My schedule is pretty clear tonight…for once." He laughed as he finished his last sentence. The four of them sat down and began to talk. "You guys are FBI agents huh? That must be pretty interesting work." Jeff said. Mulder laughed. "Interesting doesn't even begin to explain our jobs." He said. Scully rolled her eyes at Mulder. She knew what was coming. He was going to tell Jeff all about the X Files. "What type of things do you investigate?"
Robbie asked the pair. 'Oh, no. Here it comes.' Scully thought. "Well, we investigate cases called the X Files. It deals with unexplained phenomena and the paranormal." Mulder explained. Scully smiled sweetly at Jeff. He must think they are crazy. "Well, Mulder, I'm sure we shouldn't bore Jeff here talking about our work." Scully said. She laid her hand on his arm as a way to let him know to drop the subject. "Oh Agent Scully, this is not boring me. I'm finding this quite fascinating. Please go on Agent Mulder." Jeff said. "Well, the X Files are cases that deal with the paranormal. We have been called on many cases that have turned out to be hoaxes, but the majority of them are legit. They are all very interesting and help in our quest to find the truth." Mulder said. "The truth?" Robbie asked as he stroked his mustache with his fingers. "Mulder's sister was kidnapped as a child and we are seeking the truth behind her kidnapping." Scully said quickly, trying to prevent Mulder from telling Jeff that they were actually searching for much more than his sister nowadays. Sometimes, Scully felt as if she was on a search for her sanity. "Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." Robbie said apologetically. "No, that's quite alright." Mulder replied. "So do you guys have any interesting stories to tell?" Jeff asked. "Well, we will share our stories, as long as you do the same." Mulder stated. He was dying to hear some classic Jeff Gordon stories. "It's a deal." Jeff said. He looked over his shoulder and saw that none of the 24 crewmembers were working. Every man in the Dupont garage had stopped working and had their eyes fixated on the two FBI agents, listening to every word they said. Apparently, dealings with the paranormal intrigued everyone. "Why don't you guys come back to my motor home so we can let these guys get some work done." Jeff said as he stood up. "Yeah, that's a good idea." Scully said. They all got up with the exception of Robbie. "Well, I guess that means that I should get back to work also." He said as he extended his hand towards Mulder. "It was really nice meeting you folks. You come back and visit us anytime you want." Robbie said as he shook Mulder's hand and then turned and shook Scully's hand.
~Ok, This is the end of the second part. I'm working hard on the 3rd part and I will try to get it up as soon as possible.
Please Review! Thanks!
By: Christy Gordon
Disclaimers: No, I still don't own Mulder and Scully. They still belong to Chris Carter, Fox and the folks at 1013. And umm...I don't own any of the Nascar Drivers mentioned either.
~I hope everyone is enjoying this story. Please Review it! Thanks!
July 6th
5:00 PM
Daytona Beach, Florida
The dark red Ford Taurus traveled down the highways of Daytona Beach. The tall, lanky man, who sat behind the wheel, had his eyes fixed on the road. The woman sitting next to him was staring out of the window. She watched as the landscape rushed by at what seemed to be an incredible speed, although the car was only traveling 55 mph. Both seemed to be lost in their thoughts of the day's happenings. They rode in silence until they reached their hotel. "We're here." The man said, breaking Scully's train of thought. She yawned and opened her door. Mulder exited the car and walked to the rear of the car. He opened the trunk and gathered the luggage that was inside of it. Mulder carried the luggage up to their hotel room. Scully opened the burgundy colored door. The interior of the hotel was quite nice compared to the dumps Mulder and Scully were used to staying at during their investigations. There were two beds, both covered with bedspreads with a blue and purple floral pattern. A small television set sat on top of the oak dresser. Scully sat on the edge of the bed and flipped through the channels of the television. Cartoons. Days of our Lives. Cops. Baseball. News. Tired of flipping the channels, Scully turned the television off and laid back on the bed. She watched Mulder as he unpacked his suitcase, which turned out to be far more entertaining than anything that could be found on the television. Mulder had dumped all of the contents in his suitcase on the bed. He proceeded to take all of his shirts and sling them into an empty drawer. He then took all of his pants and hung them on the back of a nearby chair. The rest of the clothing he brought along, he dumped into a drawer. Scully watched in amusement. Mulder then reached for Scully's suitcase. Scully sat up on the bed and grabbed Mulder's hand. "Oh, no you don't. I can unpack myself." Mulder smiled and set the suitcase down next to Scully. "You don't like the way I unpack?" Mulder asked her. Scully unzipped her suitcase and took out a pair of jeans. "Well, Mulder…you unpack fine. It's just a little unorganized for me." Mulder laughed at this. He hadn't realized Scully was such a neat freak. Scully took all of her clothes out of the suitcase and organized them into neat piles. She then refolded all of the clothes to make sure they would remain wrinkle-free. She hung her pants and shirts up on a hanger and then neatly put the rest of her clothing into a drawer. "Now, that's the way to unpack." She told Mulder with a smile. "Enough unpacking! Let's go out and explore the town Scully." Scully checked her watch. 5:43. "Well, ok Mulder, but I want to be back by 11:00. We have to head out very early tomorrow you know." Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. "Sure thing Scully." He said as he pulled. He led her out to their red Ford Taurus. Scully cringed as she took a look at the car. Ford. The enemy car make of her favorite driver. "Couldn't we have gotten a Chevy, Mulder??" She said as she pulled the passenger side door open. "No way Scully! I had to get a Ford! Dale Jarrett drives a Ford!" Mulder exclaimed with a chuckle. 'Wow, Scully really is into this Nascar stuff.' Mulder thought to himself. He opened the driver's side door and sat down in the seat. "Next time, I get to choose the car." Scully said as she closed her door. "A nice Chevy Monte Carlo." Mulder let out a groan. He started up the car and drove down the Daytona Beach Highway. "Yeah, in your dreams G-Woman!" Mulder exclaimed with a chuckle. Scully laughed as she stared out the window at the highway signs. "Where are we going anyway?" Scully asked turning her attention back to Mulder. "Oh, here, there and everywhere." Mulder said trying to keep Scully in suspense as long as possible. "Oh, come on Mulder, you can tell me!" Scully said. Mulder said nothing. He stared at the open highway in front of him.
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July 6th
Daytona International Speedway
6:34 PM
After about 15 minutes, Mulder pulled the car into the Daytona International Speedway. "Mulder! We aren't supposed to arrive here until tomorrow!" Scully said with a surprised voice. Mulder just looked at Scully and smiled. "Well, Surprise!" Mulder said, laughing. Scully was grinning like an idiot. She looked at the speedway grandstands. They seemed so huge from where she was sitting. While Scully stared out the window in awe, Mulder was busy with something else. "Where to park? Where to park?" Mulder muttered to himself. It was Friday night, better known as qualifying day in the world of racing. No wonder the place was packed. Mulder circled the parking lot numerous times before finding a lonely spot at the very end of the lot. "You ready for some action Scully?" Mulder asked his partner as he unbuckling his seat belt. "As ready as I'll ever be!" she replied. They exited the car and walked up to the many souvenir haulers that littered the outside of the 2-mile track. Mulder grabbed Scully's hand tightly as they wandered through the circus of trailers. After all, he didn't want to lose her in the crowd. Scully strained her neck out, looking for the 24 Dupont Trailer. "Hey, Mulder…Where's Jeff's trailer at?" She asked. As popular as Gordon is, he should have like 6 trailers to please the demand of the crowd! Mulder looked around and saw the 24 trailer by the front gate entrance. He steered Scully in the general direction of the trailer with his hand on the small of her back. "Right over here." He said to her as they walked. A huge crowd was surrounding the Gordon souvenir trailer. Mulder and Scully stood at the very back of the crowd. Scully stood on her tiptoes and tried to take a look at the merchandise for sale. "Mulder, I can't see anything!" Scully exclaimed. Mulder decided to take matters into his own hands. He took out his FBI badge and started flashing it at people. "FBI. Move back. We have official business at this trailer. Please move back. FBI. We would appreciate everyone's cooperation." Mulder said, pushing his way through the crowd taking Scully with him. After a few seconds, they found themselves in the front of the massive crowd. "Now, Scully, what would you like. May I suggest something that is good for autographs?" Mulder hinted. Scully looked at the large array of merchandise the trailer offered. On the wall hung dozens of varieties of shirts; from t-shirts to sweatshirts to golf shirts. In the glass cases displayed at the very front of the trailer, sat various Jeff Gordon diecasts. "Ok Mulder. Shirt or diecast?" Scully asked. Mulder whipped out his credit card. "How bout both?" He said. Scully picked out a very nice long sleeved, gray 24 shirt. It was perfect for breezy summer nights along the beach, or at the racetrack. She also picked out a diecast 24 car. It was a sharp looking car. The basic body of the diecast car was blue. But the design on the hood and the sides of the car was hard to miss. The nose and sides were decorated with bright red flames. And on the hood, the word, "DUPONT" was written. "This is a great choice, Miss. It's a very good seller right now. Mainly because this is Gordon's new paint scheme." The man behind the counter told Scully. The man wrapped up her shirt and diecast and put them in a bright red Action Performance bag. "Thank you." Scully told the man as she took the bag from him. Mulder took the bag from her hand and carried it for her. "I can carry it Mulder." She protested. "I know you can carry it Scully. But I want to carry it for you." Mulder said sweetly. "Well, ok, have it your way." Scully said. She leaned over and gave him a light kiss on the cheek. "Ok, you've had your fun at the Jeff Gordon trailer. Now, onto the Dale Jarrett trailer." Mulder said. He took her hand and led her in the direction totally opposite from the 24 trailer. "Well, it's only fair I guess Mulder." Scully said at his side. After about 2 minutes of weaving their way through the massive crowds of people Mulder and Scully reached Dale Jarrett's souvenir trailer.
There were only a few people looking at the UPS merchandise. Scully lifted an eyebrow. "Hey, Mulder…Where are all the people at?" Scully asked him. "I guess they are all at Gordon's trailer." Mulder shot back with a laugh. Mulder walked up to the front of the trailer with ease. "Now, Scully, look at all of this quality merchandise." Mulder said. He pointed to various shirts and jackets on the wall. "Mulder if you dress with those pieces of clothing on, people are going to mistake
you for the UPS man." Scully laughed at the thought of Mulder delivering a package to her doorstep. "Package for Miss Scully." Mulder teased with a chuckle. He pointed a shirt out to the man standing behind the counter of the trailer. "I'd like that shirt please." Mulder said. He gave the man his credit card and took the brown bag the shirt was in. "Where to now Mulder?" Scully asked. Mulder stuck his credit card back into his wallet. "Well, to the infield!" Mulder declared. They exited the merchandise trailers and walked into a tunnel that led to the infield. "What's with this tunnel Mulder?" Scully asked as she looked up at the top of the tunnel. "Well, right above us is the track Scully. And people need a way in and out of the track when the race is in progress. So they built this tunnel." Mulder told her. He had spent a great deal of time on the internet looking up information about the track. He was glad that his time hadn't been wasted. "Makes sense." Scully said. They walked out of the tunnel and into the infield. Hundreds of RV's and motor homes sat in the infield. Flags of all sorts rippled as the wind hit them where they were sat perched from every RV. Mulder led Scully to the direction of the garage area. As they neared closer to the garage area, team member uniforms could be seen more frequently. "There's a member of the Rusty Wallace team Mulder!" Scully said excited. A man with a blue shirt with a large number 2 on it walked by them. They walked up to a gate that led into the Winston cup garage area. A large, muscular man with a Nascar Winston Cup Official's shirt stopped them. "Do you have passes to be in here?" The man asked. Mulder whipped out 2 garage passes and showed them to the man. "Be sure to wear those passes at all times while in the garage area. And please, enjoy yourselves." The man said, opening the gate to let Mulder and Scully pass through. Mulder handed Scully her pass and she slipped it over
her neck as he did the same. They passed through the open gate and stood looking at the bustling garage area. Cars of all colors and car makes were being pushed, rolled, weighed or inspected. They walked throughout the garage area looking for the 24 team garage. Scully was beginning to get nervous. She knew she was about to meet Jeff Gordon and she very excited. "Mulder, when am I going to meet Jeff?" She asked him as they walked through the Steve Park garage. "As soon as we
find him Scully." He squeezed her hand as a sign of assurance. "He's probably been abducted, Scully. Sounds like an X File!" Mulder said with a chuckle. Scully punched him in the shoulder. Mulder winced in pain. "OW!!" Mulder screamed. The people standing around them turned and stared. "You ok Mulder? I didn't mean to hurt you that badly." Scully said as she rubbed his shoulder blade with her fingers. "I think you only bruised my ego Scully." Mulder replied. They continued to walk along the garage area. Night was beginning to settle on Daytona International Speedway. Fans began leaving the track. Scully was beginning to worry that she wouldn't meet Jeff tonight. The track lights came on the speedway and gave the garage area a whole new look. The lights shimmered off the cars as they were transported to different places around the garage area. They arrived at the Dupont garage area and found the brightly colored Dupont car up on jacks. 4 men were lying beneath the car tinkering with suspension, gear ratios, and sway bars to make the 24 a winning car on Saturday night. These men were truly the heart and soul of the team. Without them, Jeff would never get to Victory Lane, and Jeff never let anyone forget that. Mulder stepped around the men and made his way to the front of the car, dodging jack stands, assorted tools, and car parts. The hood of the number 24 car was also up. The engine had been taken out and most likely; the crew was working on putting in the race motor for the race the following night. Mulder looked around at the activity going on and tapped one man on the shoulder. The man was sitting on a chair and he was hunched over looking at a silver notebook. He looked up at the man who tapped him on the shoulder. "Huh? Can I help you?" The man said looking back down at the notebook. Mulder looked at the man carefully. He looked familiar to Mulder, but Mulder could not place where he had seen the man before. He was certain that he had never met the man, but had most likely saw him on television. Scully stepped up to where Mulder and the man were. "Yes, we are looking for Jeff Gordon." Scully said. The man closed his notebook and stood to face the two agents. "Many people look for Jeff Gordon. Not many people are lucky enough to find him." The man said with a twinkle in his eye. Mulder pulled out his badge and showed the man his identification. "I am Special Agent Fox Mulder with the FBI and this is my partner, Dana Scully." He said gesturing to Scully. "Is Jeff in some sort of trouble?" The man asked. "Oh, No, No! We are not here for anything like that." Mulder said reassuring the man. "I didn't think Jeff was the kind of man who would be in trouble with the Feds." The man said with a chuckle. "My partner is a huge Jeff Gordon fan, and as a surprise, I set up a meeting between her and Jeff. The problem is, we cannot find Jeff anywhere. Do you know where he might happen to be?" Mulder asked the man. The man thought for a moment. "Well, its 8 o'clock. Jeff is probably in bible study right now. But if you wait for about 10 minutes, he usually comes into the garage area afterwards." The man informed them. "Oh, by the way, I'm Robbie Loomis." He said. Mulder smiled. 'I thought he looked familiar!' He thought. "Jeff's crew chief!" Scully exclaimed. "Yep, that's me." Robbie answered with a smile on his face. He placed his silver notebook into the war wagon and pulled up 2 more chairs next to his own. They sat and talked for a bit, waiting for Jeff to arrive. "Well, how do you think you'll do in the race tomorrow?" Mulder asked, taking this opportunity to talk to Robbie about racing. "Well, as you can see, we're making some changes on the car. Jeff says its too loose going into the corners, so we are making some adjustments to correct that problem. But we've got some great horsepower under the hood and I think we have a good chance at putting on a great show for the fans tomorrow." Robbie told them. "And a good chance of winning. Right?" Scully asked. Robbie chuckled. "We always have a good chance of winning Agent Scully." He replied. At that moment, a man wearing lightly faded jeans, a dark blue shirt, and a khaki baseball cap walked into the garage. "Oh, here's the man you're waiting for." Robbie announced. They all stood up to great the man. "Jeff, these are Agents Mulder and Scully. They are with the FBI." Jeff took turns shaking each of their hands. "Well, what brings you to the garage area?" Jeff asked. Scully was beginning to look quite pale. Mulder put his hand on the small of her back, as a brace to prevent her from fainting. "Oh, well, Scully here is a huge fan of yours Jeff. I pulled a few strings and arranged this meeting for us." Mulder told the racer. "Breathe Scully." Mulder whispered to her. Scully let out a deep breathe and smiled. "Are you ok Agent Scully?" Jeff asked as he noticed her looking pale. "Oh, yes, I'm fine. Just a little shocked right now. I'm in awe." Scully answered. Jeff laughed. "So, are you folks going to stick around here and watch the race tomorrow?" Jeff asked. "Sure are!" Mulder replied taking out two race tickets and handing them to Jeff. "Hmm…Backstretch. Well, since Agent Scully here is a huge fan of mine, I'll see if I can get you better seats. How would you guys like to watch the race from pit road?" Jeff asked. Now Scully looked as if she was about to keel over. "Really? That would be awesome!" She managed to say. Jeff walked over to a man standing in the back of the garage. He whispered something into the man's ear and then the man nodded his head. Jeff walked back over to where Mulder, Robbie and Scully were standing. "Alright, my agent will call you in the morning to give you all of the details." He informed them. "This is so nice of you Jeff. We can't thank you enough." Mulder said. "Well, just continue to cheer on the 24 team. That'll be thanks enough." Jeff said. "Hey, Jeff, I hate to sound like some awestricken fan here, but can we get some pictures?" Mulder asked. "Oh, yeah, sure." Jeff said pleasantly. Jeff, Robbie, Mulder, and Scully all gathered around the car and a crewmember snapped several pictures of the group. Jeff then signed Scully's diecast car as well as her shirt. "Well, I think we've taken care of all the normal fan meeting procedures." Jeff said with a chuckle. "We aren't keeping you from anything important are we Jeff?" Scully asked. She knew that Jeff Gordon was a very busy man. He was constantly on the road, traveling to different tracks, media events, and fan gatherings. "How does this man have time for his family?' She pondered. "Oh, you're not keeping me from anything. My schedule is pretty clear tonight…for once." He laughed as he finished his last sentence. The four of them sat down and began to talk. "You guys are FBI agents huh? That must be pretty interesting work." Jeff said. Mulder laughed. "Interesting doesn't even begin to explain our jobs." He said. Scully rolled her eyes at Mulder. She knew what was coming. He was going to tell Jeff all about the X Files. "What type of things do you investigate?"
Robbie asked the pair. 'Oh, no. Here it comes.' Scully thought. "Well, we investigate cases called the X Files. It deals with unexplained phenomena and the paranormal." Mulder explained. Scully smiled sweetly at Jeff. He must think they are crazy. "Well, Mulder, I'm sure we shouldn't bore Jeff here talking about our work." Scully said. She laid her hand on his arm as a way to let him know to drop the subject. "Oh Agent Scully, this is not boring me. I'm finding this quite fascinating. Please go on Agent Mulder." Jeff said. "Well, the X Files are cases that deal with the paranormal. We have been called on many cases that have turned out to be hoaxes, but the majority of them are legit. They are all very interesting and help in our quest to find the truth." Mulder said. "The truth?" Robbie asked as he stroked his mustache with his fingers. "Mulder's sister was kidnapped as a child and we are seeking the truth behind her kidnapping." Scully said quickly, trying to prevent Mulder from telling Jeff that they were actually searching for much more than his sister nowadays. Sometimes, Scully felt as if she was on a search for her sanity. "Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." Robbie said apologetically. "No, that's quite alright." Mulder replied. "So do you guys have any interesting stories to tell?" Jeff asked. "Well, we will share our stories, as long as you do the same." Mulder stated. He was dying to hear some classic Jeff Gordon stories. "It's a deal." Jeff said. He looked over his shoulder and saw that none of the 24 crewmembers were working. Every man in the Dupont garage had stopped working and had their eyes fixated on the two FBI agents, listening to every word they said. Apparently, dealings with the paranormal intrigued everyone. "Why don't you guys come back to my motor home so we can let these guys get some work done." Jeff said as he stood up. "Yeah, that's a good idea." Scully said. They all got up with the exception of Robbie. "Well, I guess that means that I should get back to work also." He said as he extended his hand towards Mulder. "It was really nice meeting you folks. You come back and visit us anytime you want." Robbie said as he shook Mulder's hand and then turned and shook Scully's hand.
~Ok, This is the end of the second part. I'm working hard on the 3rd part and I will try to get it up as soon as possible.
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