The truth is stranger than even Mulder could imagine!

Disclaimer: The usual. Don't own any of these characters, especially Mulder and Scully!

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Part 2: Trust Someone

Mulder slammed the brakes on causing Scully to lurch into her seatbelt, and, throwing the car into park, he dived out the door.

she yelled, but he was already running hell-bent back the way they had come. He came to a halt, shielding his eyes from the sun and giving Scully a chance to catch up to him.

Those were people, Scully! Did you see that?! They were flying!

I'm sure there must be a logical...

Logical, shmogical! I know what I saw and I saw flying people! Mulder gave her an affectionate, yet exasperated look. When are you going to believe your own eyes, Scully?

Because my eyes play tricks on me. Because a trick of shadows and sunlight can make something out of nothing...

You sound like Scrooge. A piece of underdone potato...'





She sighed. What are you going to do?

I'm sure they were headed back to the Son house. The rest of the family maybe. He said he was surprised to find out he had another son. That means he has at least two and that's what we just saw. Two boys. Flying.

He was quiet for a moment. I think I'll do a little surveillance.

Whatever for?

He smiled. Because that's what I do.

I think this whole thing is a hoax dreamt up by whoever sent us those pictures. Someone is sending us on a wild goose chase while they...they... lock us out of our office or something. What you thought you saw — flying boys — were probably elaborate kites or a computer-generated projection, or even planes painted to look like people.

Mulder gave her a withering look. I think what you just suggested is more unbelieveable than flying people. How do we know what people are capable of doing?

Mulder, people can't fly!

Neither can bees.

Scully threw her hands in the air. All right! You snoop on the Sons. I'm going to go door to door and ask a few questions.

Door to door where?

There were... houses... down the road... I saw them. I think... She chewed on a corner of her lower lip. Mulder gave her shoulder a quick squeeze.

Come back for me in a couple hours. Meet me right here.

All right. She climbed into the driver's seat and shut the door. Just be careful, she said.

I don't think they're dangerous, he said, but, thinking of the incredible strength of Son Goku, he worried. Just a little.

He watched until Scully disappeared down the hill and then began the short trek back toward the Son house.

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So what did they want, dad? Gohan asked between mouthsful of food.

They had pictures of Li-Shenlong and wanted to know if I knew anything about it. Goku frowned and scratched his head.

Goten's head was buried in a bowl of rice. When he surfaced for air, he asked, Who sent the pictures?

I don't know, but they were taken the last time we called on the dragon. Goku was sitting backwards on a chair, and he rested his arms and chin across the back. I think the man believed, but the woman didn't.

So what's the big deal? Gohan said. It isn't like they can do anything about it! Are they afraid? Or just nosy?

Goku laughed, then suddenly stopped. Feel that?

Gohan concentrated. A weak signal, but a strong personality.

He's baaaa-ack! Goku said with a grin.

Oh, boy! Goten cried, and jumped from his chair. The F.B.I.!

Whoa! Whoa! Hold on bro! Gohan caught Goten by the back of his gi. Let's not scare... awww... dad! Goku had put two fingers to his forehead and in a flash he was gone.

Mulder was crouching behind some bushes when he heard FWEEEEE and felt a rush of air.

Hey, there!

Now, Mulder was known to everyone at the bureau as the unflappable Spooky. But this latest bit of magic definitely flapped him. Defintiely spooked him. Goku caught him before he hit the dirt in a dead faint.

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A face began to swim into focus.

He's coming round, dad! Goten yelled. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, bouncing up and down. Are you the F.B.I.?







Goten, don't bounce on the bed! It was the boy's mother, and she was scowling to beat hell. She shooed the boy out of the room (Mulder noticed that he had the same wild hair as his father), and set a cup of coffee on the stand. She put her hand on the agent's forehead and clucked her tongue.

I think you might have a fever, Agent Mulder, she said. You don't seem like the kind to faint at such a trivial thing.

Mulder struggled to sit up. Mrs. Son, your husband just...appeared. That's not trivial.

Goku stuck his head in the room. Are you okay?

Mr. Son. I really need to talk to you, he said as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. However, Mrs. Son had other ideas. She placed one hand on his shoulder and shoved him until he sprawled, undignified, back onto the bed. Mulder came up on his elbows and glared at her.

Chi, let him up.

He's not well, are you, Agent Mulder?

He's fine, Chi. Gohan!

Gohan was instantly at her elbow and gently ushered her out against her screaming protests. Goku offered his hand to Mulder and hauled him to his feet.

I'm sorry about my wife. She's been through a lot and she's worried that I might ... disappear... again. She's not always rational.

Do you disappear often, Mr. Son?

Well, I died twice. Then I'm always off training somewhere. I just can't be the husband she wants, I'm afraid.



Goku crossed his arms and pursed his lips. I suppose you would like some answers to your questions.



Goku tapped one foot and sighed. You're not going to go away until you get them, are you?

Mulder grinned.

Do you trust me?

Should I?

Goku shrugged, put one hand on Mulder's shoulder and two fingers to his forehead and the two men disappeared.

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