"Look Scully. Is that blood?"
"No, Mulder, I believe it looks suspiciously like mud."
Mulder bent over the spot they had been walking towards to confirm Scully's theory. He was quite disappointed to see that she was in fact correct. With a small sigh, Scully wandered away from her partner, trying to stay awake. What a waste of sleeping time, she thought as she half-heartedly searched the cemetery. What she didn't realize was that there were two others in the cemetery and they were headed for Mulder. ****
Mulder felt more than a little disappointed. There was supposed to be an army of vampires out for blood, or at least one or two. But so far, all he'd found was some grass, mud, and rocks. A sudden movement off to his right caught his attention. A glance behind him told him it wasn't Scully, for he could see the beam of her flashlight off in the distance. Mulder walked forward, pretending he hadn't noticed anything unusual. He reached for his service weapon, but before he could get it out of his holster, something leapt onto him from behind. Mulder gave a strangled cry of surprise as he tried to fend off his attacker. Something sharp dug into his arm, and Mulder gave a cry off pain before grabbing the arm attached to the sharp instrument and flinging the person to the ground. ****
Scully was on her way to Mulder, in an attempt to convince him to let it rest until morning, when she heard a cry that could only have come from her partner. Now she was glad Mulder had talked her into bringing her gun. She pulled it out as she ran towards her partner, the flashlight beam darting ahead of her. She saw a small blonde attacking Mulder. If the situation hadn't been so serious, Scully would have laughed out loud at the sight. She then saw a redhead jump onto his back. Scully caught up to her partner and managed to pull the redhead off of him. Mulder seemed to have his hands full with the blonde one, so she flattened and attempted to cuff the redhead, when she let out a shout:
"Buffy, there's another one! Ow, Buff, I need a hand!"
The blonde, whom Scully assumed was Buffy, dodged a swipe from Mulder and headed straight for Scully. Scully, however, had anticipated this and rolled to the ground at the last second, sticking her feet out to trip Buffy as she ran past. The girl fell to the ground and Scully stood over her, gun outstretched. Mulder had finally gotten his weapon out of his holster and stood beside Scully, aiming at the redhead.
"Alright, what is going on? You nearly sliced my damned arm off." Scully glanced at her partner, knowing he was exaggerating, but still wondering how bad he was hurt. Buffy stood and brushed herself off.
"Seeing as you two are not from around here, why don't you explain to me why you're out here in the middle of the night." Mulder was slightly taken aback by the girl, not only by her looks, but by her audacity. Scully, however, tried to keep cool.
"We're FBI agents on official business. Now why did you attack my partner?"
"I thought he was a vampire," Buffy said with a shrug, while twirling Mr. Pointy in her hand. *********************
Scully stared incredulously at the two women sitting across from her. Mulder, however, had a look of pure ecstasy on his face.
"So your telling me that you go around at night and kill vampires. That that is like, your job?"
Mulder seemed too excited to actually grasp the concept of vampires running lose through the West coast.
"Yes Mulder. I believe Buffy and Willow have said that about ten times now," Scully quipped. Mulder grinned and looked back at the people sitting across from him in the diner. The four had made their way from the cemetery and into a small café known as the Espresso Pump, for Mulder had a million questions, and Scully was in desperate need of some caffeine. Now Mulder was too overwhelmed to form coherent sentences and Scully didn't believe a bit of it.
"So, so, I mean, wow, this is so cool. Scully, now we can finally get proof of something. I mean, we just met two girls who go around and kill vampires," Mulder stated excitedly.
"Well, Agent Mulder, only Buffy kills vampires. I'm actually a Wiccan. I was just tagging along tonight."
"Wait, what's a Wiccan?"
"A Wiccan," Scully stated, "Is a follower of Wicca, which is a polytheistic Neo-Pagan nature religion inspired by various pre-Christian western European beliefs. Their central deity is a mother goddess. It includes the use of herbal magic and benign witchcraft." She followed up this statement by taking a long drink from her coffee. Mulder glanced at Willow for confirmation.
"Yep, I say she got all the basics. Of course there are things the textbooks don't say. But then again, most people don't believe in magic," Willow stated, glad that somebody knew what a Wiccan was. Mulder seemed to be having trouble getting over the fact that Scully had known that.
"Mulder, please don't stare at me like that. I read a lot of books on witchcraft and magic while I was in high school and college. Apparently, I still remember some of it. Now that we have been fed this oh so wonderful tale, could I possibly go back to the hotel and get some sleep before we run ourselves into the ground tomorrow?" Scully asked, more that a little irritation seeping into her voice. Mulder gave every excuse in the book(and then some), but to no avail. When it was clear not even puppy dog eyes were going to keep Scully from leaving, Mulder gave up.
"Ok. Fine. Whatever. Go back to the hotel. But you might miss a great show."
Scully rolled her eyes, and retorted, "Then I'll catch it when it comes out on video," and walked out the door.
"No, Mulder, I believe it looks suspiciously like mud."
Mulder bent over the spot they had been walking towards to confirm Scully's theory. He was quite disappointed to see that she was in fact correct. With a small sigh, Scully wandered away from her partner, trying to stay awake. What a waste of sleeping time, she thought as she half-heartedly searched the cemetery. What she didn't realize was that there were two others in the cemetery and they were headed for Mulder. ****
Mulder felt more than a little disappointed. There was supposed to be an army of vampires out for blood, or at least one or two. But so far, all he'd found was some grass, mud, and rocks. A sudden movement off to his right caught his attention. A glance behind him told him it wasn't Scully, for he could see the beam of her flashlight off in the distance. Mulder walked forward, pretending he hadn't noticed anything unusual. He reached for his service weapon, but before he could get it out of his holster, something leapt onto him from behind. Mulder gave a strangled cry of surprise as he tried to fend off his attacker. Something sharp dug into his arm, and Mulder gave a cry off pain before grabbing the arm attached to the sharp instrument and flinging the person to the ground. ****
Scully was on her way to Mulder, in an attempt to convince him to let it rest until morning, when she heard a cry that could only have come from her partner. Now she was glad Mulder had talked her into bringing her gun. She pulled it out as she ran towards her partner, the flashlight beam darting ahead of her. She saw a small blonde attacking Mulder. If the situation hadn't been so serious, Scully would have laughed out loud at the sight. She then saw a redhead jump onto his back. Scully caught up to her partner and managed to pull the redhead off of him. Mulder seemed to have his hands full with the blonde one, so she flattened and attempted to cuff the redhead, when she let out a shout:
"Buffy, there's another one! Ow, Buff, I need a hand!"
The blonde, whom Scully assumed was Buffy, dodged a swipe from Mulder and headed straight for Scully. Scully, however, had anticipated this and rolled to the ground at the last second, sticking her feet out to trip Buffy as she ran past. The girl fell to the ground and Scully stood over her, gun outstretched. Mulder had finally gotten his weapon out of his holster and stood beside Scully, aiming at the redhead.
"Alright, what is going on? You nearly sliced my damned arm off." Scully glanced at her partner, knowing he was exaggerating, but still wondering how bad he was hurt. Buffy stood and brushed herself off.
"Seeing as you two are not from around here, why don't you explain to me why you're out here in the middle of the night." Mulder was slightly taken aback by the girl, not only by her looks, but by her audacity. Scully, however, tried to keep cool.
"We're FBI agents on official business. Now why did you attack my partner?"
"I thought he was a vampire," Buffy said with a shrug, while twirling Mr. Pointy in her hand. *********************
Scully stared incredulously at the two women sitting across from her. Mulder, however, had a look of pure ecstasy on his face.
"So your telling me that you go around at night and kill vampires. That that is like, your job?"
Mulder seemed too excited to actually grasp the concept of vampires running lose through the West coast.
"Yes Mulder. I believe Buffy and Willow have said that about ten times now," Scully quipped. Mulder grinned and looked back at the people sitting across from him in the diner. The four had made their way from the cemetery and into a small café known as the Espresso Pump, for Mulder had a million questions, and Scully was in desperate need of some caffeine. Now Mulder was too overwhelmed to form coherent sentences and Scully didn't believe a bit of it.
"So, so, I mean, wow, this is so cool. Scully, now we can finally get proof of something. I mean, we just met two girls who go around and kill vampires," Mulder stated excitedly.
"Well, Agent Mulder, only Buffy kills vampires. I'm actually a Wiccan. I was just tagging along tonight."
"Wait, what's a Wiccan?"
"A Wiccan," Scully stated, "Is a follower of Wicca, which is a polytheistic Neo-Pagan nature religion inspired by various pre-Christian western European beliefs. Their central deity is a mother goddess. It includes the use of herbal magic and benign witchcraft." She followed up this statement by taking a long drink from her coffee. Mulder glanced at Willow for confirmation.
"Yep, I say she got all the basics. Of course there are things the textbooks don't say. But then again, most people don't believe in magic," Willow stated, glad that somebody knew what a Wiccan was. Mulder seemed to be having trouble getting over the fact that Scully had known that.
"Mulder, please don't stare at me like that. I read a lot of books on witchcraft and magic while I was in high school and college. Apparently, I still remember some of it. Now that we have been fed this oh so wonderful tale, could I possibly go back to the hotel and get some sleep before we run ourselves into the ground tomorrow?" Scully asked, more that a little irritation seeping into her voice. Mulder gave every excuse in the book(and then some), but to no avail. When it was clear not even puppy dog eyes were going to keep Scully from leaving, Mulder gave up.
"Ok. Fine. Whatever. Go back to the hotel. But you might miss a great show."
Scully rolled her eyes, and retorted, "Then I'll catch it when it comes out on video," and walked out the door.