CH.5~Shop till you drop~
The Phone call had come from a pay phone about 6 miles away from the Falls shopping mall. Scully searched her coat pocket for her car keys and decided she'd go check out the mall. As she went to open the door, Skinner came walking in and eyed her thoughtfully, as she held her keys in her hand, her lunch uneaten behind her on Mulder's desk.
"Where's Mulder?" She asked rhetorically for the Assistant director whose forehead was wrinkled confoundedly, questiongly.
"Better yet, where are you going?" He asked after a couple seconds of examining her flushed face.
"I'm going to go find Mulder." She responded unenthusiastically and brushed Skinner's arm as she pushed by him.
Skinner stood in the doorway and watched Scully disappear around the corner suspiciously. He sighed and his tensed face relaxed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and dragged his thumb and forefinger across his eyelids, simultaneously moving his glasses up and down with each motion of his fingers.
Scully called Mulder's cell phone again as she got into her car and pulled out of the parking garage. Voice mail again. She flipped on the radio and scanned the stations until she came upon a talk show she listened to half- heartedly as her mind swarmed with the possibilities that lay before her. She swallowed hard, trying to ease the nervousness and tension that knotted in her stomach, that jumble of emotions that weighed her body down every time she was in an unpredictable situation. She thought life IS an unpredictable series of situations, but this was just her 'down' time, the quiet before the storm, and she reminisced happy memories to keep her focus away from the always ominous scenarios life presented to her daily.
She pulled into the mall parking lot and searched around for Mulder's car, when she didn't see it as she scanned the lot unthouroghly, she decided to go in search of a payphone. She came upon a phone whose receiver dangled lightly in the breeze, swaying hypnotically to the rhythmic dance of wind.
She tilted her head to the side as she examined the scene before her and hung the phone up. She moved her eyes around the near area, looking for anything.
Something caught her eye. The sun's reflection caught in the object and cried out for Scully's recognition. She curiously bent forward to pick it up...
The Phone call had come from a pay phone about 6 miles away from the Falls shopping mall. Scully searched her coat pocket for her car keys and decided she'd go check out the mall. As she went to open the door, Skinner came walking in and eyed her thoughtfully, as she held her keys in her hand, her lunch uneaten behind her on Mulder's desk.
"Where's Mulder?" She asked rhetorically for the Assistant director whose forehead was wrinkled confoundedly, questiongly.
"Better yet, where are you going?" He asked after a couple seconds of examining her flushed face.
"I'm going to go find Mulder." She responded unenthusiastically and brushed Skinner's arm as she pushed by him.
Skinner stood in the doorway and watched Scully disappear around the corner suspiciously. He sighed and his tensed face relaxed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and dragged his thumb and forefinger across his eyelids, simultaneously moving his glasses up and down with each motion of his fingers.
Scully called Mulder's cell phone again as she got into her car and pulled out of the parking garage. Voice mail again. She flipped on the radio and scanned the stations until she came upon a talk show she listened to half- heartedly as her mind swarmed with the possibilities that lay before her. She swallowed hard, trying to ease the nervousness and tension that knotted in her stomach, that jumble of emotions that weighed her body down every time she was in an unpredictable situation. She thought life IS an unpredictable series of situations, but this was just her 'down' time, the quiet before the storm, and she reminisced happy memories to keep her focus away from the always ominous scenarios life presented to her daily.
She pulled into the mall parking lot and searched around for Mulder's car, when she didn't see it as she scanned the lot unthouroghly, she decided to go in search of a payphone. She came upon a phone whose receiver dangled lightly in the breeze, swaying hypnotically to the rhythmic dance of wind.
She tilted her head to the side as she examined the scene before her and hung the phone up. She moved her eyes around the near area, looking for anything.
Something caught her eye. The sun's reflection caught in the object and cried out for Scully's recognition. She curiously bent forward to pick it up...