Title: Fantaisie Tordue
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Angst, X-File, Novel
Keywords: DRR, Skinner/Other, Mulder/Other
Detication: Well...I don't really know who this is for...I don't think anyone I know would really want to have a story like this deticated to them...maybe...have to ask around...it is kinda...weird and out there...be warned!
Summary: When a series of bizzare murders happen, Monica starts to get vivid images and starts to worry, but is she going to far when she has Mulder to come and help, she may be opening some wounds too tender to be re- opened...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
***Author's Note: Please, before reading this, know what you are getting yourself into. I don't want to be held responsible for your problems, as I will warn you now, this will be very graphic and intense. It will cross the lines of normal writing and powerful writing. I will take you on a thrill ride that if you can take it, you won't soon forget. I hope to have you hooked, and that you will keep craving more and more, as I write chapter after chapter until I reach the climax and its all done. I promise you, you won't know what the real story is until then, it will keep you guessing. I don't like stories that are obvious right off. That is part of the reason I am writing this. That and I like the upper hand that I have, as a writer, that you can't jump to the end and see how it all ends. Be warned...if you are weak of stomach, this isn't recomended...faint of heart, same thing. If you like this type of story, read on, but be forthwarned...once you enter this, you won't want to leave. It'll keep you hooked and craving for the next chapter, which will prolly be about every two weeks. I don't want to be the writer that lets you know everything right away, but you will get little clues along the way that you will need to put together to solve this X-File. So go on and read...but don't do it with the lights out and alone...you may very seriously regret it...***
Chapter Six
A Friend In Need
Snowfield National Park
Snowfield, Colorado
2:30 PM
The air was a calm and cool gentle breeze, but he didn't mind. Fox Mulder like it like that. He looked deeply into Celeste Martin's eyes and slowly moved closer to give her a kiss. She and Mulder had met once while he was in Snowfield and he was on a case that his old friend and partner, Dana Scully had no idea about. When he was conned into leaving, he moved closer to Celeste and decided to ask her out, even though he wasn't in the FBI anymore, he still had access because she was one of Snowfields offices Profilers, and a damn good one at that. She had started out in 95, but quickly moved from Violent Crimes Unit to Profiling because of her uncanny ablity to diagnosis a murder and get into the killers head, and still keep her own sanity.
When Mulder moved down and she "ran" into him again, she wasn't too surprised. She knew that she would have had this happen if she played her cards right, and she knew she had. She had enjoyed spending time with Fox and this was one of his better ideas. Going out to the park was one of the greatest idea's of his and she loved to just walk around and take in the air...considering her job had her running around and looking over dead bodies trying to figure out what kind of M.O. the killer had. But for some odd reason, she knew that this wasn't going to be just another walk in the park.
Fox slowly slid off the bench he was on and took off his shades and got on one knee. Celeste started to get this wash of joy, knowing what he was going to do. She started to cry alittle and Fox knew she would say yes, but he still had to ask.
"Will you marry me, Celeste Anne Martin?" asked Fox, looking her even deer in the eyes, and he already knew the answer that lied before him. He knew very well that she would say yes and be his forever. He didn't like not having someone close, and with Celeste, he did have someone to hold close and whisper sweet nothings into her ear and kiss on the starry nights that they had shared. She started to cry upon seeing the ring and him asking her this question, but she had to answer him.
"Yes, Fox William Mulder, I will marry you!" she said, throwing her arms out and hugging him. This was the happiest moment of her life, considering most of the time it was filled with trying to get into a killers mind to help out and catch them, which she knew was a very dangerous job, but she liked to live on the edge. Alot. She never really knew about Fox's dangerous job before he moved, just that he was a Special Agent who worked on something called the x-files to look for his sister that he had lost when he was just twelve and he blamed himself for it. He didn't like to speak too much about his old life, and that did bother Celeste, but not too much, for she knew her Foxie well...and she hoped that she would get to know him even better soon as she was Mrs. Fox Mulder.
Fox was about to stand up when his cell phone started to ring. He smiled and looked down at the number. He didn't know it, but it might be important. He clicked it on and pressed it against his ear.
"Hello?" he said.
"Fox Mulder?" said a deep, husky male voice that had a tone of distress and need.
"Yes, who is this?"
"Special Agent John Doggett...I got someone here who needs to speak with you Mista Mulder." he said.
"Agent Doggett!? Where the hell did you come from? Who?" asked Mulder, starting to smile and think that things wouldn't be so boring after all...he looked at Celeste and smiled while he waited for John to put Monica on.
"Is this Fox Mulder?" asked a paniced and distruaght female voice.
"Yes, Miss Reyes, I am guessing?"
"Yes. I need you help, Fox. I have been having these visions and I think you might be the only one who can help us catch this killer again. Scully did once about two years back, but now he is stalking her. I think. Before I had an episode, she got a call from him and then she looked at John and I knew...and I was there...with him."
"Monica, I am on the next plane out." he said, hangin up and looking at Celeste. She looked a little worried, but he sat down next to her and layed it all out to her.
"Sweetie...that was an old friend, and they are having some problems in D.C...and they need my help. If you want you can come, but if not, thats okay too, but I must go...there is no other way around it. I have to go help my friend who is in dire need of my help and I know it...I can feel it...okay?" he said. She started to cry, but she knew that he was set and she would prolly have to go with him to keep him company.
"Well Foxie...I'll go. So you don't get lost and lonley...whens the plane?" she asked, looking him deeply into the eyes, knowing that this would be one hell of an adventure...and one last crusade...for Fox William Mulder...
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Angst, X-File, Novel
Keywords: DRR, Skinner/Other, Mulder/Other
Detication: Well...I don't really know who this is for...I don't think anyone I know would really want to have a story like this deticated to them...maybe...have to ask around...it is kinda...weird and out there...be warned!
Summary: When a series of bizzare murders happen, Monica starts to get vivid images and starts to worry, but is she going to far when she has Mulder to come and help, she may be opening some wounds too tender to be re- opened...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
***Author's Note: Please, before reading this, know what you are getting yourself into. I don't want to be held responsible for your problems, as I will warn you now, this will be very graphic and intense. It will cross the lines of normal writing and powerful writing. I will take you on a thrill ride that if you can take it, you won't soon forget. I hope to have you hooked, and that you will keep craving more and more, as I write chapter after chapter until I reach the climax and its all done. I promise you, you won't know what the real story is until then, it will keep you guessing. I don't like stories that are obvious right off. That is part of the reason I am writing this. That and I like the upper hand that I have, as a writer, that you can't jump to the end and see how it all ends. Be warned...if you are weak of stomach, this isn't recomended...faint of heart, same thing. If you like this type of story, read on, but be forthwarned...once you enter this, you won't want to leave. It'll keep you hooked and craving for the next chapter, which will prolly be about every two weeks. I don't want to be the writer that lets you know everything right away, but you will get little clues along the way that you will need to put together to solve this X-File. So go on and read...but don't do it with the lights out and alone...you may very seriously regret it...***
Chapter Six
A Friend In Need
Snowfield National Park
Snowfield, Colorado
2:30 PM
The air was a calm and cool gentle breeze, but he didn't mind. Fox Mulder like it like that. He looked deeply into Celeste Martin's eyes and slowly moved closer to give her a kiss. She and Mulder had met once while he was in Snowfield and he was on a case that his old friend and partner, Dana Scully had no idea about. When he was conned into leaving, he moved closer to Celeste and decided to ask her out, even though he wasn't in the FBI anymore, he still had access because she was one of Snowfields offices Profilers, and a damn good one at that. She had started out in 95, but quickly moved from Violent Crimes Unit to Profiling because of her uncanny ablity to diagnosis a murder and get into the killers head, and still keep her own sanity.
When Mulder moved down and she "ran" into him again, she wasn't too surprised. She knew that she would have had this happen if she played her cards right, and she knew she had. She had enjoyed spending time with Fox and this was one of his better ideas. Going out to the park was one of the greatest idea's of his and she loved to just walk around and take in the air...considering her job had her running around and looking over dead bodies trying to figure out what kind of M.O. the killer had. But for some odd reason, she knew that this wasn't going to be just another walk in the park.
Fox slowly slid off the bench he was on and took off his shades and got on one knee. Celeste started to get this wash of joy, knowing what he was going to do. She started to cry alittle and Fox knew she would say yes, but he still had to ask.
"Will you marry me, Celeste Anne Martin?" asked Fox, looking her even deer in the eyes, and he already knew the answer that lied before him. He knew very well that she would say yes and be his forever. He didn't like not having someone close, and with Celeste, he did have someone to hold close and whisper sweet nothings into her ear and kiss on the starry nights that they had shared. She started to cry upon seeing the ring and him asking her this question, but she had to answer him.
"Yes, Fox William Mulder, I will marry you!" she said, throwing her arms out and hugging him. This was the happiest moment of her life, considering most of the time it was filled with trying to get into a killers mind to help out and catch them, which she knew was a very dangerous job, but she liked to live on the edge. Alot. She never really knew about Fox's dangerous job before he moved, just that he was a Special Agent who worked on something called the x-files to look for his sister that he had lost when he was just twelve and he blamed himself for it. He didn't like to speak too much about his old life, and that did bother Celeste, but not too much, for she knew her Foxie well...and she hoped that she would get to know him even better soon as she was Mrs. Fox Mulder.
Fox was about to stand up when his cell phone started to ring. He smiled and looked down at the number. He didn't know it, but it might be important. He clicked it on and pressed it against his ear.
"Hello?" he said.
"Fox Mulder?" said a deep, husky male voice that had a tone of distress and need.
"Yes, who is this?"
"Special Agent John Doggett...I got someone here who needs to speak with you Mista Mulder." he said.
"Agent Doggett!? Where the hell did you come from? Who?" asked Mulder, starting to smile and think that things wouldn't be so boring after all...he looked at Celeste and smiled while he waited for John to put Monica on.
"Is this Fox Mulder?" asked a paniced and distruaght female voice.
"Yes, Miss Reyes, I am guessing?"
"Yes. I need you help, Fox. I have been having these visions and I think you might be the only one who can help us catch this killer again. Scully did once about two years back, but now he is stalking her. I think. Before I had an episode, she got a call from him and then she looked at John and I knew...and I was there...with him."
"Monica, I am on the next plane out." he said, hangin up and looking at Celeste. She looked a little worried, but he sat down next to her and layed it all out to her.
"Sweetie...that was an old friend, and they are having some problems in D.C...and they need my help. If you want you can come, but if not, thats okay too, but I must go...there is no other way around it. I have to go help my friend who is in dire need of my help and I know it...I can feel it...okay?" he said. She started to cry, but she knew that he was set and she would prolly have to go with him to keep him company.
"Well Foxie...I'll go. So you don't get lost and lonley...whens the plane?" she asked, looking him deeply into the eyes, knowing that this would be one hell of an adventure...and one last crusade...for Fox William Mulder...