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 Twenty-Three
A Lone Shot
Offices of "The Lone Gunmen"
Takoma Park, Maryland
4:30 PM
John Fitzgerlad Byers looked up from his computer screen, and smiled at what he saw. He'd finally done it, he'd finally gotten a story that would give "The Lone Gunmen" what it was in dire need of...money...he'd just gotten back as well from a mission that took him far beyond anything he'd ever done. He had to hack into the CIA, get some top secret information, and get the hell out, before anyone there noticed that he wasn't one of thiers...which, by surprise, they didn't, or they knew, but didn't want to upset him, after all he walked in, got on thier computer, downloaded the data to CD-R and walked out just as he had walked in, and well, he wasn't bitching at all.
Things were good. He didn't have too much to do anymore, and with Jimmy and Yves on a cruise together...things would be back to normal...or so he'd thought until Melvin Frohike entered the office with a new chicka. She was Five foot, nine inches, with short strawberry blonde hair, and a style of dress that begged the question of whether she was Yves sister, or Pam Andersons sister. She looked alright, but fact was, when did women that looked like this take into consideration short, stumpy guys like him? Byers looked at her, and she looked at him and smiled.
"Names Zoë Marie Lessly...plessure to meet you...?"
"Byers. John Byers."
"Byers, you must be the guy that worked for that goverment place, yeah, Frohike told me about ya, so where is this blonde I head so much about, Langly?"
"He's out, so is Jimmy Bond and Yves Adel Harlow, but they should be back soon, if ya wanna grab a chair and wait?"
"Sure, I'd like that." she said, taking a seat. Frohike walked in shortly, he had to park the Van, and grined at Byers. He was in a good mood alright, yeah, he prolly got laid, and if he didn't, she liked him, is what that smile read to Byers.
"So, how'd you meet?"
"I was playing pool, and she offered to hit me up, and she beat me! Can you believe it!?"
"No...how?"
"Pool Shark."
"Huh?"
"I'm a Pool Shark."
"Oh, I see."
"Yeah...so, when's this party gonna get started?" she asked, lookin around. Suddenly one of thier phones rang, and Byers answered.
"Lone Gunmen, how can we help you?"
"Byers?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"Mulder!"
"MULDER! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!!" said Byers, almost screaming...Frohike and Zoë just stared.
"Away, hey, listen, I need a favor..."
"Sure, anything, just stop on by!"
"Be there in...say...twenty mintues?"
"Sure! I'll have the coffee ready and we can catch up!"
"Okay, deal."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"Who was that?" asked Zoë in spite of the excitment Byers was displaying. Frohike he looked at him and knew that it was Mulder, he long lost friend who had been "Missing" for the last three years. He had known that he was in trouble, but what would bring him back? Was it Scully?
"That was our good friend Mulder. He used to work for the FBI, but then he had to leave a few years back so that his son, and Scullys, another close friend, would be safe, he never said where he was going, and we knew that it was a good reason...so we went along with it and we never really knew if we'd see him again, but...he's back in town so!"
"I see...do I get to meet this Mulder?"
"If you like to."
"Sounds good, when will he be here?"
"Twenty mintues."
"Sounds good."
Bates Hotel
Georgetown, Virginia
4:45 PM
Fox hung up the phone and looked caringly at Celeste. He watched her work, intently, and admired her beauty and detication to helping someone she didn't know. She was a good person, and he knew that they would get along very well from tha start. He just hoped that the Gunmen didn't think she was some weird goverment spy, after all. If they did, she would probably set them straight and get things flowing, she just had a way with people...which was another thing that drew Fox to her.
"So what ya up to Darling?" she asked, lookin at him.
"Just called some friends, they should be able to help with that picture. I just have to call Dana and see what she is up to and get her to bring that along."
"Okay, well, I'll be lookin over some more files, and I havn't found anything...it's like a needle in a haystack!"
"Yeah, it is...bothersome, huh?"
"Very!"
"Anyway, I'm calling Dana...be right back." said Fox, picking up the cell phone and walking outside and lookin around while he waited for Scully to pick up the damned phone.
"Scully."
"Hey, its me."
"Mulder, what ya need?"
"I'm gonna go see the Gunmen and I need you to come along with that photo...can ya do it?"
"Sure! I'll be right over there, or are we meeting at the Gunmen's offices?"
"Gunmens."
"Okay."
"Bye...see you there."
"Count on it." she said as he hung up the phone and walked to his car and sighed. He didn't know if he should bring Celly, but he decided to anyway, what was the worst that could happen?
Offices of "The Lone Gunmen"
Takoma Park, Maryland
5:04 PM
Mulder pulled up with Celeste and spotted Dana's car. He got out and looked around. They got out and went to the door. Celeste stopped and looked at the sign. She knew these guys...she'd been one of thier readers for awhile, but the named just didn't click right away...she loved these guys. When they entered Frohike ran up to Mulder and gave him a hug. Mulder's eyes widened.
"Melvin...I'd be a hell of alot happier to see you if you'd get your hands off my ass...and you owe me my Video Collection..."
"Oh, sorry, and no way! You gave it to me!"
"What is this Video Collection I hear about?" asked Celeste, lost.
"Nothing, and who might you be?"
"Celeste...Foxie's fiancee."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Byers! Come meet Foxies new fiancee!"
"Huh?" asked Byers, lookin up and seein Fox and Celeste together and Dana looked up, she was workin with Byers on the photo.
"Hi. I'm John."
"Celeste."
"Plessure to meet you too."
"Who's that?"
"Oh, her? Thats Zoë, Frohike's chicka."
"Hi."
"Hey, you must be Mulder and Celeste?"
"Thats us."
"What ya got Byers?" asked Mulder, heading over to Dana and Byers.
"Just that this is an old picture...and the place in the back...is not far from where we are now...its an old Electric Company. It's been shut down for years now...I'm willin to bet, this is the clue. The key. Scully filled us in."
"Good. How long till we can have a definate answer?"
"Hour, maybe two."
"Good...get on it." said Mulder...walking over to Celeste and hugging her...keeping her close...he didn't want to lose her or Dana...they were his bestfriends. And if he lost them...he'd die..but what was with this woman who looked like Celeste? Who was she?
*Author's Note: I'd like to thank Jessica Beth for her help in creating the new Lone Gunmen, Zoe...thanks once again! Keep up the good work!*
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 Twenty-Three
A Lone Shot
Offices of "The Lone Gunmen"
Takoma Park, Maryland
4:30 PM
John Fitzgerlad Byers looked up from his computer screen, and smiled at what he saw. He'd finally done it, he'd finally gotten a story that would give "The Lone Gunmen" what it was in dire need of...money...he'd just gotten back as well from a mission that took him far beyond anything he'd ever done. He had to hack into the CIA, get some top secret information, and get the hell out, before anyone there noticed that he wasn't one of thiers...which, by surprise, they didn't, or they knew, but didn't want to upset him, after all he walked in, got on thier computer, downloaded the data to CD-R and walked out just as he had walked in, and well, he wasn't bitching at all.
Things were good. He didn't have too much to do anymore, and with Jimmy and Yves on a cruise together...things would be back to normal...or so he'd thought until Melvin Frohike entered the office with a new chicka. She was Five foot, nine inches, with short strawberry blonde hair, and a style of dress that begged the question of whether she was Yves sister, or Pam Andersons sister. She looked alright, but fact was, when did women that looked like this take into consideration short, stumpy guys like him? Byers looked at her, and she looked at him and smiled.
"Names Zoë Marie Lessly...plessure to meet you...?"
"Byers. John Byers."
"Byers, you must be the guy that worked for that goverment place, yeah, Frohike told me about ya, so where is this blonde I head so much about, Langly?"
"He's out, so is Jimmy Bond and Yves Adel Harlow, but they should be back soon, if ya wanna grab a chair and wait?"
"Sure, I'd like that." she said, taking a seat. Frohike walked in shortly, he had to park the Van, and grined at Byers. He was in a good mood alright, yeah, he prolly got laid, and if he didn't, she liked him, is what that smile read to Byers.
"So, how'd you meet?"
"I was playing pool, and she offered to hit me up, and she beat me! Can you believe it!?"
"No...how?"
"Pool Shark."
"Huh?"
"I'm a Pool Shark."
"Oh, I see."
"Yeah...so, when's this party gonna get started?" she asked, lookin around. Suddenly one of thier phones rang, and Byers answered.
"Lone Gunmen, how can we help you?"
"Byers?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"Mulder!"
"MULDER! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!!" said Byers, almost screaming...Frohike and Zoë just stared.
"Away, hey, listen, I need a favor..."
"Sure, anything, just stop on by!"
"Be there in...say...twenty mintues?"
"Sure! I'll have the coffee ready and we can catch up!"
"Okay, deal."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"Who was that?" asked Zoë in spite of the excitment Byers was displaying. Frohike he looked at him and knew that it was Mulder, he long lost friend who had been "Missing" for the last three years. He had known that he was in trouble, but what would bring him back? Was it Scully?
"That was our good friend Mulder. He used to work for the FBI, but then he had to leave a few years back so that his son, and Scullys, another close friend, would be safe, he never said where he was going, and we knew that it was a good reason...so we went along with it and we never really knew if we'd see him again, but...he's back in town so!"
"I see...do I get to meet this Mulder?"
"If you like to."
"Sounds good, when will he be here?"
"Twenty mintues."
"Sounds good."
Bates Hotel
Georgetown, Virginia
4:45 PM
Fox hung up the phone and looked caringly at Celeste. He watched her work, intently, and admired her beauty and detication to helping someone she didn't know. She was a good person, and he knew that they would get along very well from tha start. He just hoped that the Gunmen didn't think she was some weird goverment spy, after all. If they did, she would probably set them straight and get things flowing, she just had a way with people...which was another thing that drew Fox to her.
"So what ya up to Darling?" she asked, lookin at him.
"Just called some friends, they should be able to help with that picture. I just have to call Dana and see what she is up to and get her to bring that along."
"Okay, well, I'll be lookin over some more files, and I havn't found anything...it's like a needle in a haystack!"
"Yeah, it is...bothersome, huh?"
"Very!"
"Anyway, I'm calling Dana...be right back." said Fox, picking up the cell phone and walking outside and lookin around while he waited for Scully to pick up the damned phone.
"Scully."
"Hey, its me."
"Mulder, what ya need?"
"I'm gonna go see the Gunmen and I need you to come along with that photo...can ya do it?"
"Sure! I'll be right over there, or are we meeting at the Gunmen's offices?"
"Gunmens."
"Okay."
"Bye...see you there."
"Count on it." she said as he hung up the phone and walked to his car and sighed. He didn't know if he should bring Celly, but he decided to anyway, what was the worst that could happen?
Offices of "The Lone Gunmen"
Takoma Park, Maryland
5:04 PM
Mulder pulled up with Celeste and spotted Dana's car. He got out and looked around. They got out and went to the door. Celeste stopped and looked at the sign. She knew these guys...she'd been one of thier readers for awhile, but the named just didn't click right away...she loved these guys. When they entered Frohike ran up to Mulder and gave him a hug. Mulder's eyes widened.
"Melvin...I'd be a hell of alot happier to see you if you'd get your hands off my ass...and you owe me my Video Collection..."
"Oh, sorry, and no way! You gave it to me!"
"What is this Video Collection I hear about?" asked Celeste, lost.
"Nothing, and who might you be?"
"Celeste...Foxie's fiancee."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Byers! Come meet Foxies new fiancee!"
"Huh?" asked Byers, lookin up and seein Fox and Celeste together and Dana looked up, she was workin with Byers on the photo.
"Hi. I'm John."
"Celeste."
"Plessure to meet you too."
"Who's that?"
"Oh, her? Thats Zoë, Frohike's chicka."
"Hi."
"Hey, you must be Mulder and Celeste?"
"Thats us."
"What ya got Byers?" asked Mulder, heading over to Dana and Byers.
"Just that this is an old picture...and the place in the back...is not far from where we are now...its an old Electric Company. It's been shut down for years now...I'm willin to bet, this is the clue. The key. Scully filled us in."
"Good. How long till we can have a definate answer?"
"Hour, maybe two."
"Good...get on it." said Mulder...walking over to Celeste and hugging her...keeping her close...he didn't want to lose her or Dana...they were his bestfriends. And if he lost them...he'd die..but what was with this woman who looked like Celeste? Who was she?
*Author's Note: I'd like to thank Jessica Beth for her help in creating the new Lone Gunmen, Zoe...thanks once again! Keep up the good work!*