Two days later, much to Mulder's dissappointment, they were back in D.C.,
reasearching a new case. Although, Mulder's mind was still very much on
Roanoke and the Anasazi woman.
"Mulder." He aswered his cell.
"Mulder? It's me. I did that autopsy you wanted on John Doe, and...." Her voice faded from Mulder's mind. Roanoke.....He was missing something at Roanoke. Where was the other connection?
"What other connection?" Scully inquired. Mulder must have been thinking outloud again. "Mulder, are you even listening to me?"
Silence.
"What was the last thing you heard, Mulder?"
"The part when you did that autopsy on Johnny-boy."
Over at the lab, Scully rolled her eyes.
"Mulder, I understand that this case is bugging you. I just don't understand what makes you so interested in it. ANd besides. If its a connection your looking for, Let's just assume Kosa'peg'gnoci is valid, that would be your connection, both to what happened to the Roanoke colonists, and to the Anasazi. Who done it solved. Case closed."
"No," Mulder shook his head, removing a sunflower seed, "Case reopened. Something in Kosa'peg'gnoci's story doesn't jive."
"What?" Scully sounded like she was only half-listening. She really wanted to get back the case at hand.
"I don't know.......But something she said, or I read..........Or I read.....Scully, you go see what you can pull up on Johnny-boy, I'm gonna do a little reasearch here."
"I hope your reasearching Mr. Doe, Mul-" Click. "Darn it, Mulder."
Mulder pulled out the file from his cabinet that Federico had given him....He scanned it repeatedly. IT WAS something he had read, he was sure of that. He just couldn't find it now. THere was something wrong. There was someother connection. He knew there was. He could feel it in his bones.
"1,400 years old...." He frowned, then whipped out a calculator from his desk draw. It was amazing he was able to find everything so quickly in that maze of junk.
"2003 - 1400......703.........That's not right. The Anasazi were around until 1300 A.D......Then the carbon dating test is wrong.....Atleast......" He looked up. Why wasn't anything making sense. Even he couldn't make sense of it. And that was saying alot.
"Mulder?" Scully walked into the room. "Mulder, give it a rest, will you?"
"The carbon dating test is wrong, Scully." HE showed her the file.
"So? She's a fraud." She met Mulder's unsatisfied gaze. "She's old, Mulder. She could be senile."
"We need to go back to Roanoke....We missed something."
"We missed nothing, Mulder." Heavens, what was it going to take to get it into his head? "There is nothing there to miss, and we are not going back."
"Please, Scully. In honor of Valentine's day?" He begged in desperation.
"Valentine's Day was last month."
HE searched for ANOTHER excuse.
"Kiss me, I'm Irish?" He asked hopefully.
Scully got the cocked-head look we all know so well, yet cannot immitate. Mulder's attention was drawn to the TV, where the news was put on mute.
"Fox news alert...." Lauri Dhue announced as he put the sound back on. "Archeaologists have just found a body on Roanoke Island, the site of the lost 17th century colonists who...."
"Still wanna look at the murdered John Doe?"
"YES."
"I think the local P.D. Department can take care of that, Scully. I'll just call Detective Wright." He said smuggly, leaving Scully alone in the room, in the depths of despair and exasperation.
Roanoke Island 4 Hours Later
"What'd you find?" Mulder asked Agent Yin, the agent in charge, flipping his FBI badge.
Yin lifted the roping for Mulder and Scully. It was a good thing Virginia was so close to D.C.
"A body. It's.......Well, you be the judge." He pointed towards a secluded area down the beach.
Mulder approached the body. The flashes from cameras had finally gone off, and he took a closer look. It was a female, 22 in age, he'd say. Dressed in a gown in the style of the 17th century.
"Tell me you're not convinced, Scully?"
"I'm not convinced."
Mulder rolled his eyes.
"After all you've seen? After all you've witnessed?"
"I've seen things I can't explain, Mulder, and this I cannot explain. But this doesn't qualify as a shadow government catagory."
"I'm not asking it to be."
"Then let's go home."
"It's part of the shadow government, Scully."
Scully rolled her eyes and wandered down the beach.
"Aren't you even interested as to the cause of death!?" He called out to Scully.
She paused in her tracks. She was curious, though she was tempted to say no, and it was her duty as a doctor to help in the examination, it was in a sense, a Jane Doe.
She turned around, and ran back to the body. She gave it a visual scan, then headed to the agent in charge. Mulder watched as she presumably explained she was a medical doctor, hoping to examine the body. Yin nodded her head, and Scully soon returned.
"There going to bring Jane Doe over to the local forensics lab at the field office. I can examine the body there."
Mulder smiled. He was truly gratefull that Scully was complying, though everything in her told her he was off his rocker.
Scully looked at the body. OH, she HATED autopsies. At first, they were traumatic, they gave her nightmares. Now, she just hated the idea of cutting into a fellow homosapiensapien's flesh.
"Autospy number 4482- -6684. The patient is a Jane Doe, time of death unkown, cause of death." She sighed. Then she continued, "To be determined. The visual scan seems to prove that she was puntrued in some form or another, each cheek having three puncture or hole marks in them, and some trauma to the forhead. We will begin by an incision to the chest cavity to examine her heart, arteries, and lung."
Mulder would never admit it, but he was a little squimish when it came to this stuff. He excused himself, finding the fact that his cell phone was ringing the perfect excuse to leave the room.
"Mulder," He asnwered, once he was outside.
"Ay, Mulder? It's me."
Mulder frowned.
"Scully?"
"No," Federico laughed, "It's the other me."
Mulder thought a second.
"Oh. Federico?"
"The one the only."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing very important. But a case has brought me back to Utah, I was wondering if when I finish you want me to talk to our friend, Kosa'peg'gnoci, see what else I can pull outta her."
"That'd be great, Federico. I'm gonna see what I can dig up here. Did you hear about the body? At Roanoke?"
"No. What body?"
"A Jane Doe was found, on Roanoke Island where Scully and I were earlier today, wearing a 17th century gown. Neat, huh?"
Federico's eyes nearly bulged out of her head.
"My heavens, Mulder. How'd she get there?"
"Unkown. Scully's examining her now. No suspects so far. Wanna know why?"
"Cause she was abducted 400 years ago."
"Very good."
"Well, I did pass paranoia 101."
"So, you think I'm being paranoid."
"No. But I am a little doubtfull about some of this validity. I have no doubt that Kosa'peg'gnoci was abducted, but this lady here. Strange as her case is, Mulder, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense, because assuming that she IS from Roanoke, what's that whole 'Croatoan' being written on the tree thing got to do with it?"
"Wild pow-ow one evening?"
If she could have mastered it, Federico would have imitated the Scully- cock. Not that Mulder would have been able to see it anyway, but maybe he could have heard it.
"Nice try, Mulder," Would have to do for now.
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"It'd made sense on the way to the hospital."
"You were probably half asleep. Its doubtfull you got any sleep last night the way you've been obssesing over this case."
There was a slight pause as Garaguso was heard in the background saying that they had a lead.
"Gotta go, Mulder. I heard Garaguso tell our contact he found something, I'll see what I can get from Kosa'peg'gnoci, give me a call and tell me what you've got tonight, talk soon, Bye!"
Click.
Mulder smiled. You had to love the way a New Yorker could say a run on sentence in one breath without even hyperventelating.
Scully emerged from the "operating room" with her gloves still on.
"You gotta see this, Mulder."
"Mulder." He aswered his cell.
"Mulder? It's me. I did that autopsy you wanted on John Doe, and...." Her voice faded from Mulder's mind. Roanoke.....He was missing something at Roanoke. Where was the other connection?
"What other connection?" Scully inquired. Mulder must have been thinking outloud again. "Mulder, are you even listening to me?"
Silence.
"What was the last thing you heard, Mulder?"
"The part when you did that autopsy on Johnny-boy."
Over at the lab, Scully rolled her eyes.
"Mulder, I understand that this case is bugging you. I just don't understand what makes you so interested in it. ANd besides. If its a connection your looking for, Let's just assume Kosa'peg'gnoci is valid, that would be your connection, both to what happened to the Roanoke colonists, and to the Anasazi. Who done it solved. Case closed."
"No," Mulder shook his head, removing a sunflower seed, "Case reopened. Something in Kosa'peg'gnoci's story doesn't jive."
"What?" Scully sounded like she was only half-listening. She really wanted to get back the case at hand.
"I don't know.......But something she said, or I read..........Or I read.....Scully, you go see what you can pull up on Johnny-boy, I'm gonna do a little reasearch here."
"I hope your reasearching Mr. Doe, Mul-" Click. "Darn it, Mulder."
Mulder pulled out the file from his cabinet that Federico had given him....He scanned it repeatedly. IT WAS something he had read, he was sure of that. He just couldn't find it now. THere was something wrong. There was someother connection. He knew there was. He could feel it in his bones.
"1,400 years old...." He frowned, then whipped out a calculator from his desk draw. It was amazing he was able to find everything so quickly in that maze of junk.
"2003 - 1400......703.........That's not right. The Anasazi were around until 1300 A.D......Then the carbon dating test is wrong.....Atleast......" He looked up. Why wasn't anything making sense. Even he couldn't make sense of it. And that was saying alot.
"Mulder?" Scully walked into the room. "Mulder, give it a rest, will you?"
"The carbon dating test is wrong, Scully." HE showed her the file.
"So? She's a fraud." She met Mulder's unsatisfied gaze. "She's old, Mulder. She could be senile."
"We need to go back to Roanoke....We missed something."
"We missed nothing, Mulder." Heavens, what was it going to take to get it into his head? "There is nothing there to miss, and we are not going back."
"Please, Scully. In honor of Valentine's day?" He begged in desperation.
"Valentine's Day was last month."
HE searched for ANOTHER excuse.
"Kiss me, I'm Irish?" He asked hopefully.
Scully got the cocked-head look we all know so well, yet cannot immitate. Mulder's attention was drawn to the TV, where the news was put on mute.
"Fox news alert...." Lauri Dhue announced as he put the sound back on. "Archeaologists have just found a body on Roanoke Island, the site of the lost 17th century colonists who...."
"Still wanna look at the murdered John Doe?"
"YES."
"I think the local P.D. Department can take care of that, Scully. I'll just call Detective Wright." He said smuggly, leaving Scully alone in the room, in the depths of despair and exasperation.
Roanoke Island 4 Hours Later
"What'd you find?" Mulder asked Agent Yin, the agent in charge, flipping his FBI badge.
Yin lifted the roping for Mulder and Scully. It was a good thing Virginia was so close to D.C.
"A body. It's.......Well, you be the judge." He pointed towards a secluded area down the beach.
Mulder approached the body. The flashes from cameras had finally gone off, and he took a closer look. It was a female, 22 in age, he'd say. Dressed in a gown in the style of the 17th century.
"Tell me you're not convinced, Scully?"
"I'm not convinced."
Mulder rolled his eyes.
"After all you've seen? After all you've witnessed?"
"I've seen things I can't explain, Mulder, and this I cannot explain. But this doesn't qualify as a shadow government catagory."
"I'm not asking it to be."
"Then let's go home."
"It's part of the shadow government, Scully."
Scully rolled her eyes and wandered down the beach.
"Aren't you even interested as to the cause of death!?" He called out to Scully.
She paused in her tracks. She was curious, though she was tempted to say no, and it was her duty as a doctor to help in the examination, it was in a sense, a Jane Doe.
She turned around, and ran back to the body. She gave it a visual scan, then headed to the agent in charge. Mulder watched as she presumably explained she was a medical doctor, hoping to examine the body. Yin nodded her head, and Scully soon returned.
"There going to bring Jane Doe over to the local forensics lab at the field office. I can examine the body there."
Mulder smiled. He was truly gratefull that Scully was complying, though everything in her told her he was off his rocker.
Scully looked at the body. OH, she HATED autopsies. At first, they were traumatic, they gave her nightmares. Now, she just hated the idea of cutting into a fellow homosapiensapien's flesh.
"Autospy number 4482- -6684. The patient is a Jane Doe, time of death unkown, cause of death." She sighed. Then she continued, "To be determined. The visual scan seems to prove that she was puntrued in some form or another, each cheek having three puncture or hole marks in them, and some trauma to the forhead. We will begin by an incision to the chest cavity to examine her heart, arteries, and lung."
Mulder would never admit it, but he was a little squimish when it came to this stuff. He excused himself, finding the fact that his cell phone was ringing the perfect excuse to leave the room.
"Mulder," He asnwered, once he was outside.
"Ay, Mulder? It's me."
Mulder frowned.
"Scully?"
"No," Federico laughed, "It's the other me."
Mulder thought a second.
"Oh. Federico?"
"The one the only."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing very important. But a case has brought me back to Utah, I was wondering if when I finish you want me to talk to our friend, Kosa'peg'gnoci, see what else I can pull outta her."
"That'd be great, Federico. I'm gonna see what I can dig up here. Did you hear about the body? At Roanoke?"
"No. What body?"
"A Jane Doe was found, on Roanoke Island where Scully and I were earlier today, wearing a 17th century gown. Neat, huh?"
Federico's eyes nearly bulged out of her head.
"My heavens, Mulder. How'd she get there?"
"Unkown. Scully's examining her now. No suspects so far. Wanna know why?"
"Cause she was abducted 400 years ago."
"Very good."
"Well, I did pass paranoia 101."
"So, you think I'm being paranoid."
"No. But I am a little doubtfull about some of this validity. I have no doubt that Kosa'peg'gnoci was abducted, but this lady here. Strange as her case is, Mulder, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense, because assuming that she IS from Roanoke, what's that whole 'Croatoan' being written on the tree thing got to do with it?"
"Wild pow-ow one evening?"
If she could have mastered it, Federico would have imitated the Scully- cock. Not that Mulder would have been able to see it anyway, but maybe he could have heard it.
"Nice try, Mulder," Would have to do for now.
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"It'd made sense on the way to the hospital."
"You were probably half asleep. Its doubtfull you got any sleep last night the way you've been obssesing over this case."
There was a slight pause as Garaguso was heard in the background saying that they had a lead.
"Gotta go, Mulder. I heard Garaguso tell our contact he found something, I'll see what I can get from Kosa'peg'gnoci, give me a call and tell me what you've got tonight, talk soon, Bye!"
Click.
Mulder smiled. You had to love the way a New Yorker could say a run on sentence in one breath without even hyperventelating.
Scully emerged from the "operating room" with her gloves still on.
"You gotta see this, Mulder."
