Mulder's Bedroom
"Frohike, I want you to do something for me," Byers said once it was safe to talk again.
"How can I be of service?" Frohike said picking up the box and placing it back with its fellow boxes.
"Quit bumbling around," Byers whispered.
"WILL BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP FOR SECOND?" Langly hissed from his perch atop a different stack of boxes. Immediately Byers and Frohike shut their mouths and pressed an ear against the door. All three Gunmen could hear Mulder ask Scully why she was leaving.
"Mulder really doesn't waste time does he?" Langly mused.
"Guess not," Byers agreed.
"Come on guys would you if SHE were at stake," Frohike asked. All fell silent again upon hearing the continuation of the arguement and Mulder's pleas to Scully to stay.
"Wow, he's really got it bad," Byers said to Frohike.
"Wouldn't you?" Frohike answered.
"Hey guys be quiet, it's hard to hear over this rain," Langly said. "Wow she's really pissed."
Byers and Frohike, who could now hear nothing because of the rain stood up. While Byers waited for the next report from Langly, Frohike started to climb the stack of boxes Langly was standing on.
Not realizing what Frohike was doing Langly exclaimed, "Oh my god, he's going to ki....."
All at once, the lights went out causing Frohike to loose his balance and the stack of boxes to tumble down with him landing on Byers. Langly, whose head was practically sticking out the window, was left holding onto the window frame for dear life.
"What's going on?" Frohike asked from the floor.
"I don't know, it's too dark," Langly said. Then the door slammed as the lights came back on. "She's gone."
**Stayed Tuned for Chapter 7**
"Frohike, I want you to do something for me," Byers said once it was safe to talk again.
"How can I be of service?" Frohike said picking up the box and placing it back with its fellow boxes.
"Quit bumbling around," Byers whispered.
"WILL BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP FOR SECOND?" Langly hissed from his perch atop a different stack of boxes. Immediately Byers and Frohike shut their mouths and pressed an ear against the door. All three Gunmen could hear Mulder ask Scully why she was leaving.
"Mulder really doesn't waste time does he?" Langly mused.
"Guess not," Byers agreed.
"Come on guys would you if SHE were at stake," Frohike asked. All fell silent again upon hearing the continuation of the arguement and Mulder's pleas to Scully to stay.
"Wow, he's really got it bad," Byers said to Frohike.
"Wouldn't you?" Frohike answered.
"Hey guys be quiet, it's hard to hear over this rain," Langly said. "Wow she's really pissed."
Byers and Frohike, who could now hear nothing because of the rain stood up. While Byers waited for the next report from Langly, Frohike started to climb the stack of boxes Langly was standing on.
Not realizing what Frohike was doing Langly exclaimed, "Oh my god, he's going to ki....."
All at once, the lights went out causing Frohike to loose his balance and the stack of boxes to tumble down with him landing on Byers. Langly, whose head was practically sticking out the window, was left holding onto the window frame for dear life.
"What's going on?" Frohike asked from the floor.
"I don't know, it's too dark," Langly said. Then the door slammed as the lights came back on. "She's gone."
**Stayed Tuned for Chapter 7**