Title: The Truth Is Not Enough
Author: Dana_Maru
Summary: My turn to explain...take a look at what happens next.
Disclaimer: Chris Carter is GOD, if it wasn't for him we wouldn't have the pleasure of recreating his wonderful characters - but please don't sue me for borrowing them as I can't afford to pay the bills *sniffles*. So I beg of you, please just read and enjoy! ;-)

Chapter Nine

She pulled the box out of the suitcase and opened it. It was a long white gown, with a corset bodice. The sleeves were of lace, the bodice - satin with light lace embroidery and the skirt was a soft, flowing silk and had a long train behind it. She had chosen a veil, which trailed behind her, the same length as the train on the dress and intended to wear a gold tiara encrusted with diamonds to hold it in place. The tiara had belonged to her great grandmother who passed it down to her eldest daughter, and so the tradition continues - except Dana had no daughter to pass it to, she did have once but to the best of her knowledge, the little girl was gone. Monica sat on the edge of one of the beds, admiring the beautiful dress.

"Go on Dana try it on."

Scully evaded the suggestion by asking Monica what she planned to wear on the big day. She pulled out a box from under her bed, took the lid off and pulled out a long dress; it was deep red in color with gold spaghetti straps. The shoes were perfectly matched, the same deep red with a gold heel and gold linear pattern across the front. Scully was in the middle of telling her how lovely she would look when she suddenly realized -

"Oh shit! I need to go buy shoes! I completely forgot about shoes!"

"Well grab your purse then, we've got some shopping to do, I saw a lovely bridal shop not far from here. But at least it's far enough to get rid of the guys for a while. John and Skinner were really starting to get on my nerves, me being the only woman and them being typical guys who hate shopping!"

"Thankfully I know his size so I don't have that problem with dragging Mulder with me."

Monica laughed at the use of surnames, she had gotten used to it but still found it amusing.

"What? What are you laughing at?"

"Oh nothing really, I just find it funny that you guys have known each other for so long but hardly ever call each other by your first names."

"Yeah, I tried that once, when we were on that Eugene Tooms case, but he doesn't like his name - even made his parents call him Mulder, so surnames stuck."

"I wonder if he finds it suspicious that you two ain't sharing a room?"

"Nope, he'll think it is the bureau policy since you did tell him you were on an assignment!"

They walked the remainder of the hallway trying to suppress there childish giggling, so as not to disturb the guys who seemed to be having a very animated conversation themselves. They walked almost on tiptoe to the hotel exit and called the driver round, the same black limousine came to a stop in front of them and they climbed in.

Shoe shopping is always a girl's favorite thing, and they were having a ball looking around at all the lovely shoes and the not-so-nice ones. They went into every shoe shop in the High Street, and found nothing good enough, until the car came to a stop at some traffic lights underneath the bridge of a train station. There were a few 'almost worthy' shoes on display in the window, but they decided to go in for a better look. This shop was huge, could probably easily have fitted the last four shops they had been to inside it. They walked around the shop for what must have been an hour, looking at every white bridal shoe in the shop but Scully was having too much fun, catching up on things with Monica, to be quick in her decision. After another half an hour, she took of the pair of shoes she was trying on and put them back on the shelf. And being a typical woman, she waltzed back to the very first pair of shoes she had tried on that day and put them on again. The shoes were perfectly matched to her dress; they were a soft white material, with a slightly pointed toe and a three-inch heel. Down the back of the heel and around the foot, there was a thin line of tiny little real diamonds. These were the shoes she had to have, but how much were they? She turned the tag over to reveal a large sum, for a pair of shoes - 2500 Scottish pounds!

"Looks like we're back at square one, I can't spend this much money on a pair of shoes!"

"Oh yes you can!"

She replied, waving a plastic card in Scully's face. A credit card charged to the bureau.

"How the hell did you get that?"

"Uh, Skinner 'borrowed' it for us until we get dragged back to D.C."

*****

Meanwhile, back in the hotel room of Fox Mulder, John Doggett and Walter Skinner, a peaceful silence filled the room. They were all stretched out on their own four-poster beds, absorbed in their own thoughts and basking in the cool breeze coming in the open window. Neither of the three men seem to have heard the Dana and Monica leave their hotel room and sneak along to the corridor.

"It's strange, I always thought Scotland's weather was worse than in New York, but it's such a lovely day. Do you think we brought the Mexican weather with us?"

He joked.

"It isn't that hot, just hot enough. I am glad it ain't the Mexican heat or they'd be scraping us off the marble floor!"

Doggett feigned a couple of sit-ups but wasn't paying much attention to what he was doing and he fell off the bed with a loud thump.

"You okay, John?"

Both Mulder and Skinner said at the same time, through fits of laughter at his stupidity.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He said getting up off the floor, and straightening his suit,

"Ouch that hurt."

They all started laughing; it was good to be back in the company of old workmates.

"How the hell can you so easily fall off a king-size bed, John?"

"How the hell should I know?"

Skinner piped in,

"Well you did it!"

"I dunno, I never was the brightest bulb in our house - I always did something stupid!"

They finally managed to get their act together and stop laughing. John realized he had a cut on his chin, from the fall and got up to clean it in the bathroom. The conversation between Mulder and Skinner got onto work. Mulder asked what assignments they had been shipped to while he was gone.

"It's only been a few days; they haven't even gotten around to John and Monica's reassignment yet."

"But on the way here, Monica said you were on a special assignment. What's the case?"

"Oh yeah that. Um, that's highly classified information at the moment Mulder, unless you care to join us in a few days."

"You know that's just about what Monica said on the way here. Why do I get the feeling that you guys all know something I don't? Even Scully appears to be hiding something from me!"

"I dunno, maybe you have actually become more paranoid?"

Skinner was dying to see the look on Mulder's face when he got to know Scully's surprise. There is not much more time to wait until the day of the wedding, when he can see Mulder's reaction.

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