Chapter 5: Dana Scully, FBI
I sat in the office watching the director flip through my papers. I was nervous and twiddled my thumbs. "Dana Scully, huh?" he asked, "Says here that you had a promising medical career ahead of you."
I nodded, "I thought I could make a difference at the FBI instead of being a doctor."
The man looked at me, raising one eyebrow, "You're sure you know what you're doing? Doctors get paid more than the FBI." I nodded. "Okay, then."
And in only a matter of weeks, I had become Dana Scully, FBI. I first just did simple stuff, like running background checks, but then I got in to some fieldwork and autopsies. The bureau liked my sense of perfection and made me more of a roll model with my 'by the book' ways of doing things. But my life didn't stay that way for long. I was soon to be reassigned.
"Agent Scully, the assistant director needs to see you," said a blonde woman. I had seen her before. She was A. D. Skinner's secretary; I think her name was Kim.
"Okay," I said and followed her to the upstairs office. On my way, I said, "Hi," to so many people that I was beginning to feel like I fit in. They didn't know about my past, I guess.
"It's right through that door," Kim said and pointed to a door on her left.
"Thanks," I said and walked into the next room. I saw A. D. Skinner sitting at his desk, reading a case file or something. "Sir, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes. Agent Scully. Please pull up a chair, I have some news for you," Skinner replied. I went to get a chair for myself and pulled it closer to Skinner's desk.
"Is it bad news," I asked, feeling a little afraid.
"Not really, it really doesn't have much to do with you," he replied.
"Then why am I here?" I demanded, "What am I doing wrong?"
"Scully, it's okay, there's just a sector that's reopening, and I don't trust the man that's opening it," Skinner began.
"So what do I do about it?" I asked.
"You are going to spy on it, agent Scully," he said.
"Wait a second, why me? What's not to trust?" I asked.
"Well, there's this character, agent Mulder. I just don't trust him," Skinner told me.
"Why don't you just kick him off the FBI?" I inquired.
"Because, Scully, he hasn't done anything wrong yet, but you, with you're medical and scientific knowledge can convince him to close the X-Files and I will win and you can have you're old job back. What do ya think?" he said.
"Well, um, if it's not going to be that long, then let's get started," I said, happily.
"So, Scully, from this moment until you convince Mulder to close the X- Files, you are now his partner. I will rent a hotel suite for the two of you so you may get acquainted well. You have one week until you start."
I smiled and left the office, laughing to myself about the name, the X- Files! Seriously, what the hell was this guy thinking? But I was a little sad to leave my old cubicle. I packed my pens and paper, my calculator, my computer, my pictures of family, etcetera.
"Where ya goin' Dana?" asked Kevin, from the cubicle beside me.
"I'm being moved to a new sector." I replied, Kevin looked sad, but he went back to his cubicle and started playing golf on his computer. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a really handsome guy, with dark hair and a profile that could sexually heal anybody. Sexual healing baby! What I didn't know was that he was Mulder.
I sat in the office watching the director flip through my papers. I was nervous and twiddled my thumbs. "Dana Scully, huh?" he asked, "Says here that you had a promising medical career ahead of you."
I nodded, "I thought I could make a difference at the FBI instead of being a doctor."
The man looked at me, raising one eyebrow, "You're sure you know what you're doing? Doctors get paid more than the FBI." I nodded. "Okay, then."
And in only a matter of weeks, I had become Dana Scully, FBI. I first just did simple stuff, like running background checks, but then I got in to some fieldwork and autopsies. The bureau liked my sense of perfection and made me more of a roll model with my 'by the book' ways of doing things. But my life didn't stay that way for long. I was soon to be reassigned.
"Agent Scully, the assistant director needs to see you," said a blonde woman. I had seen her before. She was A. D. Skinner's secretary; I think her name was Kim.
"Okay," I said and followed her to the upstairs office. On my way, I said, "Hi," to so many people that I was beginning to feel like I fit in. They didn't know about my past, I guess.
"It's right through that door," Kim said and pointed to a door on her left.
"Thanks," I said and walked into the next room. I saw A. D. Skinner sitting at his desk, reading a case file or something. "Sir, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes. Agent Scully. Please pull up a chair, I have some news for you," Skinner replied. I went to get a chair for myself and pulled it closer to Skinner's desk.
"Is it bad news," I asked, feeling a little afraid.
"Not really, it really doesn't have much to do with you," he replied.
"Then why am I here?" I demanded, "What am I doing wrong?"
"Scully, it's okay, there's just a sector that's reopening, and I don't trust the man that's opening it," Skinner began.
"So what do I do about it?" I asked.
"You are going to spy on it, agent Scully," he said.
"Wait a second, why me? What's not to trust?" I asked.
"Well, there's this character, agent Mulder. I just don't trust him," Skinner told me.
"Why don't you just kick him off the FBI?" I inquired.
"Because, Scully, he hasn't done anything wrong yet, but you, with you're medical and scientific knowledge can convince him to close the X-Files and I will win and you can have you're old job back. What do ya think?" he said.
"Well, um, if it's not going to be that long, then let's get started," I said, happily.
"So, Scully, from this moment until you convince Mulder to close the X- Files, you are now his partner. I will rent a hotel suite for the two of you so you may get acquainted well. You have one week until you start."
I smiled and left the office, laughing to myself about the name, the X- Files! Seriously, what the hell was this guy thinking? But I was a little sad to leave my old cubicle. I packed my pens and paper, my calculator, my computer, my pictures of family, etcetera.
"Where ya goin' Dana?" asked Kevin, from the cubicle beside me.
"I'm being moved to a new sector." I replied, Kevin looked sad, but he went back to his cubicle and started playing golf on his computer. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a really handsome guy, with dark hair and a profile that could sexually heal anybody. Sexual healing baby! What I didn't know was that he was Mulder.