Cheese and 20 Questions

In about 30 minutes Scully was back at Mulder's apartment, they had handcuffed Krycek
to the bathroom sink.
"You know, Skinner once handcuffed Krycek to his balcony. And then Krycek, being the
sly devil that he is, talked his way into Skinner releasing him." Eric said, Mulder looked back at
Krycek, slumped on the floor.
"Persistent little bastard isn't he?" Mulder said to himself and turned back to Allison, out
cold on his bed.
"He gave her chloroform." Scully announced upon examination of the girl.
"How can you tell?" Eric asked. Scully lifted up a small bottle of the chemical.
"I found this on the floor." Eric gave a silent 'ah' and looked at Allison worried.
"Will she be ok?" He asked. Scully nodded.
"Thankfully, he didn't use too much. She should be coming around anytime soon"
Almost as if on cue, Allison groaned and her eyes fluttered open.
"What the funky chicken?" She muttered in a non-articulate voice. Upon realizing what
she had just said, Allison groaned again and rolled over on her stomach. Thankfully, Mulder
didn't hear her awaking statement. "What happened?" She asked, muffled by her facing
protruding into the bed.
"Krycek was trying to kidnap you again." Scully said.
"Great." Allison said, still muffled. "I'm sleepy." She said, and rolled over. Scully
nodded,
"Well, he gave you chloroform, that's a side affect." Allison yawned.
"Well that and the fact that it's 3:00 in the morning." Eric said. Scully shrugged.
"Yeah, that too." She looked to Mulder. "So what are we going to do now? Can't very
well just go back to sleep, someone else might come."
"We are going to have to keep watch." He said.
"I'm not to keen on sleeping anymore anyways. Now that it seems like every time I close
my eyes something happens to me." Allison said.
"Well, it wouldn't make a whole lot of sense for you to stay up and keep watch, since it's
you they're after." Eric said.
"Quite you." She said. "Don't contradict me."
"Well, I don't know about any of you, but I can't stay awake all night. We have work in
the morning." Scully said half to Allison and Eric, half to Mulder.
"I'll take first watch. I'll wake you in an hour, Scully." Mulder said. "We'll have to get
up in 3 hours anyway." Scully nodded and got up. "You and Allison should just share this bed.
Eric and I will stay in the living room." They nodded and followed accordingly.

In the morning, Mulder and Scully were forced to bring Allison and Eric in with them to
work. They sat in the basement office, bored out of their minds.
"Let's play 20 Questions." Allison said to her friend.
"I hate that game."
"It's only because I dominate in 20 Questions. I'm thinking of a thing." Eric sighed,
giving in all to easily.
"Is it a animal?"
"A thing, Eric. Generally a 'thing' is inanimate."
"Alright, is it a building?"
"No."
"Is it in a building?"
"I guess."
"Is it a piece of furniture?"
"No."
"A computer?"
"No."
"A stereo?"
"No! Don't guess items guess what it looks like." Eric sighed, exasperated.
"Can you listen to it?"
"No. 14 questions left."
"14! I have 15! The first didn't count."
"Whatever. 14."
"Can you eat it?"
"Yes."
"Finally, a yes. Have I ever eaten it?"
"Yes…" Allison gave him a strange look; he ignored it.
"Do you buy it in a restaurant?"
"Not alone, no."
"Is it sweet?" Mulder and Scully were starting to get annoyed with the game. They
weren't even playing; it was just the constant question answer, question answer format and the
constant sound of their voices, without cease resounding in the office.
"No, it's not sweet."
"Is it a fruit or vegetable?"
"No."
"Meat?"
"No."
"Then what the hell is left in the food groups?"
"Bread, dairy…"
"Ok, dairy?"
"Yes."
"Milk?"
"No."
"Cheese?"
"Sorta."
"It's kind of like cheese? What the hell? Moldy cheese?"
"No. 4 left."
"Can you eat it?'
"You already asked that, and yes. Aside from that, are we not to assume that if it is in the
'food groups' you can eat it?"
"Shut up, and be quite. I'm asking the questions here."
"Just like debate cross-examination."
"Have I eaten it in the past week?"
"Now how in God's name am I suppose to know that?"
"Have you eaten it in the past week?"
"Yes, stop questions are up. I win!" She announced proudly.
"So what was it?"
"The cheese I ate with my eggs for breakfast yesterday." Eric looked at her for a long
time, with just a look of complete and total disbelief on his face. Mulder and Scully tried to hide
laughter. Allison looked totally innocent. "What?"
"You're an idiot. How the fuck am I suppose to know what you ate for breakfast
yesterday!"
"I dunno. But you had 20 questions to figure it out." Eric was trying to push down an
outburst of emotions.
"There is no way in hell that anyone could have gotten that. That didn't count. Aside
from that I guess cheese 8 questions ago!"
"But you didn't guess the right kind of cheese."
"Oh my God." Eric said fed up. "That's it, I quite."
"Aw, so I don't get to guess?"
"No."
"You're just mad because I kick you butt in this game." Eric rolled his eyes but said
nothing. Mulder had been watching the spectacle with amusement. Scully, on the other hand,
was researching a large dust covered book she found some where in the recesses of the FBI
library. It was full of science fiction facts and such. She flipped through pages at a rapid pace.
Eric, sore from the ridiculous loss of 20 Questions, sat and fumed. Allison had curled up in her
chair and was reading one of the magazines she had in her tote bag. Mulder looked back to
Scully, who almost jumped up with excitement.
"I think I found it!" She exclaimed, she pointed to a paragraph in the book. Mulder
looked down at it. "It says that in science fiction, the only way to come back from a time
travailing experience is to go back to where the traveler first fell into the portal."
"So that means going back to Pleasanton." Eric said happily.