The Hidden Message. Part 3.
"Well. he will.be talking. in Alienish. You will have to learn my skills of reading minds and talking in Alienish. Then you will have to decipher the puzzle out to find the next piece of the puzzle." Orieyelle sipped her coffee and set it down. I looked at the next piece and picked it up off the table. Suddenly as in a vision, I was sat at a table.one I'd seen before. Someone had turned it over and there in the middle of the table was the next piece of the puzzle. I snapped out of it and put the piece of the puzzle back on the table immediately. "You felt that too? Wow. Do you know where that is?" She put her hands on the table and looked at me questionably. I could hear her voice in her head thinking about how I knew how to read minds but she dismissed it as she thought it was wearing off onto me. "I know someone's name from the vision but I couldn't see her face properly. Her name was Julietana. She was blonde and had green eyes. She's the one that kidnapped Mulder." I said as I brushed the strand of hair out of my eye. I couldn't help feeling lost. "That's her name and you must be wary of her. She may seem innocent and young but she is 291 years old and has a very bad temper. She has a lot of bodyguards all wearing really tight trousers." Orieyelle halted as I opened my mouth. "Humm. sounds different." I liked the sound of this but I knew that there would be a catch. "You think right. They have the ability to kill anyone by sight, that's why you must not look into their eyes for more than 5 seconds or you will die." She frowned as I realised she had finished her coffee. She handed me the piece of puzzle, which I slipped into my pocket of my coat. "Thank-you for your help, don't worry I will be careful and find Mulder." I waved as I ran out of the café and unlocked my car. I started my engine and pulled out into the lane. There was hardly any traffic on the roads as I felt myself being drawn to Mulder's apartment. I stopped my car and buttoned up my coat before getting out. I locked my car and locked my car and looked up to Mulder's Apartment windows and felt a trickle down my cheek. "I hope I do find you Mulder or this rush of emotions are going to be torture for me." I called out for no reason. I made my way to the entrance and stepped in. After what seemed forever climbing the endless flights of stairs because the lifts were out I finally reached Mulder's apartment. I picked my way through his junk and headed straight to the table. I upturned it causing paper work to go flying everywhere. I knelt down and felt around the table. I pulled off a thin piece of wood revealing the next piece of the puzzle. I gently peeled it off being careful no to rip my only chance to find Mulder. I felt different as I sat on Mulder's sofa.. alone. I knew that I only had one more piece of the puzzle to find Mulder's whereabouts. The only problem is that I know that this will be the hardest bit to find. I get and brush the dust on my suit. I leave his apartment not knowing if I will ever return again, so I quickly decide to head over to Monica's. I gently knock on the door so that if William is asleep then I might not wake him. I ended up waiting five minutes before I decided to knock again, this time louder, which woke up William sending him into a crying fit. I hear glass smashing and instantly know something is wrong. I have to get in somehow but I remembered telling Monica to double lock the door. "Hang on William, mummy's here. Hang on." I yelled out as I grabbed my gun and fired at the lock. I kicked the door a few times and on the fourth try it flew open crashing into something behind it. I ran through the darkness to the spare room to find my son nowhere in sight. "Monica, John. Where are you? Where's my son?" I ran into the main bedroom to find William in his carrycot screaming his head off. I lunged to grab him as I felt a sudden weight on me. The 'thing' punched me in the face and the chest. I fell to the floor as the pain was overpowering. The last thing I saw before it all went dark was something snatching my son into their grasp. "Scully, wake up.GET UP DANA PLEASE! Why wont you wake up?" John tried, I knew he tried but I felt my self slipping into the nightmare that started getting me at night. Never giving me one nights sleep.
My nightmare is my death. I'm crying in my dream from what could have happened . Thinking someone had tried to grab my son but being mistaken. Me being overprotective and for good reasons. They could come for me at any time like they came for Mulder and my son before so many times. It's scary realising that I may never see Mulder, the person that I've felt something forever since the first time I walked into the 'X-Files' office hidden in the basement. I might never get to tell him how much I care for him, this love bottled up for so long has to be released. I woke up to feel disorientated but this time it was different. It felt like I hadn't woken up at all. I knew I had woken up as I could hear and see what was going on. Monica was crying, but my vision was all blurred so I wasn't entirely sure who was who. I tried shuffling or even moving to let them know that I was alive but I couldn't move! The next thing I felt was scary. I felt like there was a heavy force on my chest and then a sudden rush of air into my mouth. I soon realised that I was dying; John must have been doing CPR as I then felt my heart kick in. "She's got a heart beat! Scully, can you hear me? Monica, phone an ambulance now please!" John screamed.
Georgetown Memorial hospital 6:15 AM. "Do you know what your name is?" A person in blue uniform asked me as she removed the oxygen mask. "Dana.. where.am.I?" I managed to say as I realised my voice sounded rough. It was like I had just had ice rammed down it, painful to say the least. "Georgetown memorial hospital. Do you want to see your visitors?" The nurse said as she checked my IV drip. I nodded and she opened the door to Monica holding William and John slowly walking in behind. "How are you Dana? We brought you some choccies." Monica said as she sat down on the chair whilst gently rocking William to keep him asleep. "Feeling like I just had a beating and lost major. Why am I here?" I sounded drunk as my words were slurred from the painkillers. "Lets see if you can remember anything from last night shall we?" Monica said as she adjusted the corner of my blankets. "The last thing I can remember is going round yours, hearing glass smash, being knocked to the floor and something grabbing my son." I looked at my son as I realised my hand was starting to itch a little. My eyes started getting tearful as I finally realised how close I came to losing my son. "I'm so sorry Dana. I thought you were someone trying to kidnap William." John backed further away and hung his head in shame. "What do you mean? I heard glass smashing and I called out to you. William started crying so I shot the lock in. I thought someone was trying to break in and kidnap my son." Monica handed me a tissue as I felt tears trickling down my cheeks. "Hang on! Where were you when all of this was going on?" I tried sitting up but decided not to as the pain killers were starting to rub off. "I had just turned on the shower and I realised that I had forgotten shower gel so I went to get it but I accidentally knocked off the glass by the sink. John had just gone off to get something from the shops so I started getting rid off the glass. The next thing I knew, I heard gunshots and William crying. John came running in and then there was a loud thud. I picked up William so that I could try to settle him." Monica finished and stroked William's hair so that it was smooth again. "I'm so sorry Dana. I kept thinking that someone had come to take William away. John wiped his eyes, he looked petrified.
"Well. he will.be talking. in Alienish. You will have to learn my skills of reading minds and talking in Alienish. Then you will have to decipher the puzzle out to find the next piece of the puzzle." Orieyelle sipped her coffee and set it down. I looked at the next piece and picked it up off the table. Suddenly as in a vision, I was sat at a table.one I'd seen before. Someone had turned it over and there in the middle of the table was the next piece of the puzzle. I snapped out of it and put the piece of the puzzle back on the table immediately. "You felt that too? Wow. Do you know where that is?" She put her hands on the table and looked at me questionably. I could hear her voice in her head thinking about how I knew how to read minds but she dismissed it as she thought it was wearing off onto me. "I know someone's name from the vision but I couldn't see her face properly. Her name was Julietana. She was blonde and had green eyes. She's the one that kidnapped Mulder." I said as I brushed the strand of hair out of my eye. I couldn't help feeling lost. "That's her name and you must be wary of her. She may seem innocent and young but she is 291 years old and has a very bad temper. She has a lot of bodyguards all wearing really tight trousers." Orieyelle halted as I opened my mouth. "Humm. sounds different." I liked the sound of this but I knew that there would be a catch. "You think right. They have the ability to kill anyone by sight, that's why you must not look into their eyes for more than 5 seconds or you will die." She frowned as I realised she had finished her coffee. She handed me the piece of puzzle, which I slipped into my pocket of my coat. "Thank-you for your help, don't worry I will be careful and find Mulder." I waved as I ran out of the café and unlocked my car. I started my engine and pulled out into the lane. There was hardly any traffic on the roads as I felt myself being drawn to Mulder's apartment. I stopped my car and buttoned up my coat before getting out. I locked my car and locked my car and looked up to Mulder's Apartment windows and felt a trickle down my cheek. "I hope I do find you Mulder or this rush of emotions are going to be torture for me." I called out for no reason. I made my way to the entrance and stepped in. After what seemed forever climbing the endless flights of stairs because the lifts were out I finally reached Mulder's apartment. I picked my way through his junk and headed straight to the table. I upturned it causing paper work to go flying everywhere. I knelt down and felt around the table. I pulled off a thin piece of wood revealing the next piece of the puzzle. I gently peeled it off being careful no to rip my only chance to find Mulder. I felt different as I sat on Mulder's sofa.. alone. I knew that I only had one more piece of the puzzle to find Mulder's whereabouts. The only problem is that I know that this will be the hardest bit to find. I get and brush the dust on my suit. I leave his apartment not knowing if I will ever return again, so I quickly decide to head over to Monica's. I gently knock on the door so that if William is asleep then I might not wake him. I ended up waiting five minutes before I decided to knock again, this time louder, which woke up William sending him into a crying fit. I hear glass smashing and instantly know something is wrong. I have to get in somehow but I remembered telling Monica to double lock the door. "Hang on William, mummy's here. Hang on." I yelled out as I grabbed my gun and fired at the lock. I kicked the door a few times and on the fourth try it flew open crashing into something behind it. I ran through the darkness to the spare room to find my son nowhere in sight. "Monica, John. Where are you? Where's my son?" I ran into the main bedroom to find William in his carrycot screaming his head off. I lunged to grab him as I felt a sudden weight on me. The 'thing' punched me in the face and the chest. I fell to the floor as the pain was overpowering. The last thing I saw before it all went dark was something snatching my son into their grasp. "Scully, wake up.GET UP DANA PLEASE! Why wont you wake up?" John tried, I knew he tried but I felt my self slipping into the nightmare that started getting me at night. Never giving me one nights sleep.
My nightmare is my death. I'm crying in my dream from what could have happened . Thinking someone had tried to grab my son but being mistaken. Me being overprotective and for good reasons. They could come for me at any time like they came for Mulder and my son before so many times. It's scary realising that I may never see Mulder, the person that I've felt something forever since the first time I walked into the 'X-Files' office hidden in the basement. I might never get to tell him how much I care for him, this love bottled up for so long has to be released. I woke up to feel disorientated but this time it was different. It felt like I hadn't woken up at all. I knew I had woken up as I could hear and see what was going on. Monica was crying, but my vision was all blurred so I wasn't entirely sure who was who. I tried shuffling or even moving to let them know that I was alive but I couldn't move! The next thing I felt was scary. I felt like there was a heavy force on my chest and then a sudden rush of air into my mouth. I soon realised that I was dying; John must have been doing CPR as I then felt my heart kick in. "She's got a heart beat! Scully, can you hear me? Monica, phone an ambulance now please!" John screamed.
Georgetown Memorial hospital 6:15 AM. "Do you know what your name is?" A person in blue uniform asked me as she removed the oxygen mask. "Dana.. where.am.I?" I managed to say as I realised my voice sounded rough. It was like I had just had ice rammed down it, painful to say the least. "Georgetown memorial hospital. Do you want to see your visitors?" The nurse said as she checked my IV drip. I nodded and she opened the door to Monica holding William and John slowly walking in behind. "How are you Dana? We brought you some choccies." Monica said as she sat down on the chair whilst gently rocking William to keep him asleep. "Feeling like I just had a beating and lost major. Why am I here?" I sounded drunk as my words were slurred from the painkillers. "Lets see if you can remember anything from last night shall we?" Monica said as she adjusted the corner of my blankets. "The last thing I can remember is going round yours, hearing glass smash, being knocked to the floor and something grabbing my son." I looked at my son as I realised my hand was starting to itch a little. My eyes started getting tearful as I finally realised how close I came to losing my son. "I'm so sorry Dana. I thought you were someone trying to kidnap William." John backed further away and hung his head in shame. "What do you mean? I heard glass smashing and I called out to you. William started crying so I shot the lock in. I thought someone was trying to break in and kidnap my son." Monica handed me a tissue as I felt tears trickling down my cheeks. "Hang on! Where were you when all of this was going on?" I tried sitting up but decided not to as the pain killers were starting to rub off. "I had just turned on the shower and I realised that I had forgotten shower gel so I went to get it but I accidentally knocked off the glass by the sink. John had just gone off to get something from the shops so I started getting rid off the glass. The next thing I knew, I heard gunshots and William crying. John came running in and then there was a loud thud. I picked up William so that I could try to settle him." Monica finished and stroked William's hair so that it was smooth again. "I'm so sorry Dana. I kept thinking that someone had come to take William away. John wiped his eyes, he looked petrified.