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Laurie Alexa-May was just a few inches taller than Scully. Her hair was a dark brown, and you could tell she had dyed it all of her life. As the four of them, sat down at the table they were joined by two children. The first one was a boy, about sixteen years old. The child behind him was a girl, who was about four years old.
You could miss the boy easily in a crowd, the girl, however, was a completely different story. She had what Scully liked to call, talking eyes. Her eyes could portray any emotion. Right now they were portraying curiosity and fear. The girl's black hair hung past her shoulders, cloaking her little body. And her skin looked like a porcelain dolls.
"What is it?" Laurie addressed the boy.
"Um, can I go hang out with my friends?" He asked. He looked as if he wanted run away and hide. Laurie noticed this and softened a bit.
"Of course. I'm sorry, go ahead."
Cally looked alarmed. "Aren't you worried about you're brother?"
The boy looked at her for a long moment, and then turned to his cousin. "She still doesn't get it, does she?"
Laurie shook her head and shooed him away. As he was leaving, the little girl came over to Scully, and pulled on her sleeve.
"Buna ziua. Cum te cheama?" The girl asked. Scully looked her in the eye and suddenly knew that she was speaking Romanian, and what she had said.
"Hello. My name is Dana, what is your name?" She asked her.
Everyone, except Laurie, looked on in shock as Scully conversed with the little Romanian, girl.
"Aglaia." The girl replied.
Scully was now very confused. She could understand a girl, who seemed to know no English.
"You know Romanian?" Cally asked, surprise registering in her voice.
"No, no I don't. At least I didn't think I did." Scully said. She was having a hard time deciding if she should be excited or scared silly.
Cally leapt up from her chair and pulled Aglaia from Scully. "Let me take her to her room." Cally glared at Laurie before she left the room, and mouthed, "tell them nothing."
"Don't pay any attention to Cally." Laurie said to the agents. "She is having trouble believing."
"Exactly, what is it she is having trouble believing?" Mulder asked. He had been thoughtfully watching Scully and Aglaia's "conversation", and he had a theory.
Laurie seemed to read his thoughts. "Hold up, Mr. Mulder, you'll find out soon enough."
Mulder sighed. The hardness, that had disappeared when she had been talking to the children, had come back into her voice. His questions would have to wait until she was ready to answer them. He knew that if he pressed her too hard she wouldn't tell them anything.
I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my Grandma Hamlin. I got the inspiration for Aglaia from her. She was a Romanian named Aglaia Alexa. When She moved to Canada she changed her name to Clara Alexa Hamlin. I'd also like to dedicate this chapter to my Grandma on my mother's side, my Gaby, who died too soon.
Laurie Alexa-May was just a few inches taller than Scully. Her hair was a dark brown, and you could tell she had dyed it all of her life. As the four of them, sat down at the table they were joined by two children. The first one was a boy, about sixteen years old. The child behind him was a girl, who was about four years old.
You could miss the boy easily in a crowd, the girl, however, was a completely different story. She had what Scully liked to call, talking eyes. Her eyes could portray any emotion. Right now they were portraying curiosity and fear. The girl's black hair hung past her shoulders, cloaking her little body. And her skin looked like a porcelain dolls.
"What is it?" Laurie addressed the boy.
"Um, can I go hang out with my friends?" He asked. He looked as if he wanted run away and hide. Laurie noticed this and softened a bit.
"Of course. I'm sorry, go ahead."
Cally looked alarmed. "Aren't you worried about you're brother?"
The boy looked at her for a long moment, and then turned to his cousin. "She still doesn't get it, does she?"
Laurie shook her head and shooed him away. As he was leaving, the little girl came over to Scully, and pulled on her sleeve.
"Buna ziua. Cum te cheama?" The girl asked. Scully looked her in the eye and suddenly knew that she was speaking Romanian, and what she had said.
"Hello. My name is Dana, what is your name?" She asked her.
Everyone, except Laurie, looked on in shock as Scully conversed with the little Romanian, girl.
"Aglaia." The girl replied.
Scully was now very confused. She could understand a girl, who seemed to know no English.
"You know Romanian?" Cally asked, surprise registering in her voice.
"No, no I don't. At least I didn't think I did." Scully said. She was having a hard time deciding if she should be excited or scared silly.
Cally leapt up from her chair and pulled Aglaia from Scully. "Let me take her to her room." Cally glared at Laurie before she left the room, and mouthed, "tell them nothing."
"Don't pay any attention to Cally." Laurie said to the agents. "She is having trouble believing."
"Exactly, what is it she is having trouble believing?" Mulder asked. He had been thoughtfully watching Scully and Aglaia's "conversation", and he had a theory.
Laurie seemed to read his thoughts. "Hold up, Mr. Mulder, you'll find out soon enough."
Mulder sighed. The hardness, that had disappeared when she had been talking to the children, had come back into her voice. His questions would have to wait until she was ready to answer them. He knew that if he pressed her too hard she wouldn't tell them anything.
I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my Grandma Hamlin. I got the inspiration for Aglaia from her. She was a Romanian named Aglaia Alexa. When She moved to Canada she changed her name to Clara Alexa Hamlin. I'd also like to dedicate this chapter to my Grandma on my mother's side, my Gaby, who died too soon.