Title: The Truth Is Not Enough
Author: Dana_Maru
Summary: My turn to explain...take a look at what happens next.
Disclaimer: All right already, I am not going to keep writing the same thing over and over!

Authors Notes: Sorry this took so long, I have exams coming up very soon and have been trying to study, but...

Chapter Eleven

Doggett, Skinner, Monica and Scully are sitting round the coffee table in the center of the room, going over the plan for today.

"So, we have to go to the Art Gallery and Museum on Argyle Street? What time do we need to be there?"

"Yes the Art Gallery, be outside on the steps by one o'clock and we'll be there once the limo arrives for Scully and I. There should be a car waiting to pick you up around twelve-thirty."

Skinner and John both nod to show understanding of their instructions. Both hoping they can somehow get Mulder to wear the kilt and wondering how they could possibly persuade him.

"Is there anything you haven't got yet? We could slip out just now, let Mulder sleep a little longer."

"Not that I can think of. (Shouts to Scully in the bathroom) Dana, do you need anything else?"

"Nope, not unless you can get me something to get rid of these butterflies in my stomach!"

"Alright! What time is it?"

"Um, it's just coming on for ten-thirty."

Scully comes out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her soaking hair.

"Uh, guys? There is something you could get, could you pop over to a shop and get some real coffee - the stuff they serve here might as well not have any coffee in it at all, it's so bland."

"Okay, you might as well stay here John; I'll only be five minutes at the most."

"No, I'll come with you, I wanna get some things and anyway, the girls need a bit of privacy."

So they both stood up and left the hotel room, heading to the shops. John lied about getting stuff from the shops, he just didn't want to be left along with two women, acting like teenagers, on his hands. They quickly skimmed the shelf for a decent brand of coffee. They also buy a few bottles of wine and two cases of beer for the 'party' after the wedding. They exit the shop with their load and go into the hotel parking lot to hide the alcohol until later. Scully is not planning on a party, so Skinner decided to organize a restaurant meal for the pair and a quiet drink afterwards in one of their rooms. They finally get back to the girls' room and stay for breakfast, so as not to wake Mulder.

Mulder wakes up to sunlight streaming through the windows, leaving dancing shadows on the walls as the beams of light shine through the curtains that are swaying in the breeze. Yawning, he gets out of bed to take a shower. When he finishes showering, he realizes that Skinner and John still aren't in the room. He dries off and gets dressed while waiting for them to return, but where are they?

They are still in the room across the hall, chatting with Scully and Monica. At eleven o'clock, they leave to go back to their own rooms and get ready for the wedding.

"Hey, where have you guys been?"

"We went to the shop to get some good coffee; the stuff they give us here is shit."

"Where is it then?"

Skinner and John look at each other, realizing they don't have any as they left it with Scully and Monica.

"Um, we left in with the girls - I'll go get it."

Mulder looks at John with amusement, as he rushes back out the door to get it.

"Have you got anything planned for us to do today, sir?

"You don't have to call me 'sir' anymore, remember? But yeah, I thought we could go to the Art Gallery or something and do a bit of sightseeing later. You up for it?

"Yeah, sure. Whenever you're ready."

"Well we're meeting Scully and Reyes there ate one. But I thought we should get into the spirit of things while we're in Scotland. Here."

He hands Mulder the suit, complete with kilt and blazer. Mulder almost chokes when he looks at it.

"You have got to be joking!"

"Nope, deadly serious, you're wearing it; I have to so you do too."

Mulder reluctantly retires to the bathroom to put it on. It is just a bit of fun after all, isn't it?

Finally, all the guys are ready to leave when the black Mercedes arrives for them. They are all standing at the top of the stairs by one o'clock, waiting for Monica and Scully. Skinner keeps nervously glancing at his watch. 'Come on you two, you're gonna be late'. The hands on his watch slowly tick by, until it gets to one-thirty and Scully and Monica still haven't arrived. 'Shit, come on, you're half an hour late already, get a move on. God! Don't tell me she got cold feet...'

"Where the hell are they!?"

Skinner jumps slightly at John's outburst, shakes his head and returns to his thoughts. 'Why aren't they here yet? They should have been here...forty minutes ago!"

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Are they gonna show? Or has Scully gotten cold feet and decided it's not a good idea? If you really wanna know then you better review, next chapter is written and waiting for your reviews...

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