Chapter 4
Bennegin's Restaurant
2:15 p.m.
Scully stared at the girl for a moment.
"Well maybe you just think you saw my necklace. I mean it's just a cross. A lot of people have them."
"Yea that's what I told myself when I first saw it today, but when I really looked at it in the meeting room, I realized it was the same one."
"How do you know?" Scully retorted.
"The necklace in my dreams had a slight indention on the right side, a crack, like it had been through a lot. When you bent down next to me in the meeting room today I saw the light glint off an indention on the right side." Mollie reached out and grabbed Scully's necklace. "Look for yourself."
Scully looked down her nose at her cross. Sure enough right under the right arm was a little crack, an indention in the gold.
"What do you think it means?" She asked looking back up at Mollie as she let go of the necklace.
"I don't know, but like I said it made me feel safe until I dropped it. Maybe my dream was telling me someone was coming to help. Someone to protect me." Mollies eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Will you help me?"
Scully wasn't exactly sure she believed in all this dream fortune-telling stuff, but she didn't believe Mollie was lying and she certainly couldn't explain what was going on. Mollie had already gone through so much in her life already and if Scully could help her, she would.
"Yes. I'll help you."
"Thank-you." Mollie said and looked back down at the table as Mulder came back from the register.
"You guys ready to go?" He asked noticing a perplexed look on Scully's face.
Wordlessly, the 2 women rose and walked away from the table. Mollie slowed so the two agents could walk in front of her, like her grandmother said children should, to give respect to adults. As they passed she noticed Mulder seems to be guiding Scully with a protective hand on the small of her back. Tommy used to do that to her. Perhaps the agents were closer than meets the eye.
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They dropped Mollie back off at the hospital and decided to head back to the hotel, since there wasn't much they could do with the case now. Traffic downtown was going to be hell right now anyway.
"Well Mulder, what do you think is going on?" Scully asked, stomping her foot on the floor on the invisible break pedal on the passengers side when Mulder slammed on brakes, narrowly missing a semi.
"I don't know Scully. I have no idea what to do now. Do you believe her?" He asked and looked over to meet her gaze.
"I don't know. I don't think she'd lie about anything like that. What good would it do her?"
Mulder was silent for a few moments.
"Well what do you want to do now?" Scully asked.
"What do I want to do? I want to go swimming." He grinned and bounced in his seat like a little boy.
"I meant about the case, Mulder." She said hiding the smile that was threatening to form on her lips.
"Well, I don't see anything we can do right now. Besides, I'm really wound up, I need to relax and think about the case. So what do you say? Wanna try out that heated pool?" He waggled his eyebrows and Scully couldn't fight the smile anymore. She turned her head to the front window.
"Ok, I could go for a swim, but only if you promise to thin about the case."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his grin widen.
St. Vincent's Hospital
3:45 p.m.
Mollie held the hand of her father. Her mind was racing with memories of her father. Remembering times when things were happy, when she was happy. She squeezed his hand silently pleading for him to squeeze back and wake up. What would she do if he left her. She would have no one else. Well, that's not entirely true, she would still have Leila, but for how much longer? How long until the redhead took her as well. Another spoil of war.
"Miss?"
Mollie looked up at a young candy striper that had entered the room and subsequently broken her reverie.
"I'm sorry miss. I know he's your father but visiting hours are over. I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She said apologetically. "If there are any changes we will call."
Mollie nodded, rose and leaned over and kissed her fathers forehead. She quickly gathered her bag and purse and left the room.
She brushed away a tear that was clinging to her eyelashes and pushed a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. A shrill ringing erupted from her purse as she entered the parking garage. She grabbed her cell phone and punched the talk button, after recognizing Leila's number as the incoming caller.
"Yea?" She said into the phone and unlocked her car, throwing her bags in the backseat.
"Hey! I just heard about your dad. Is he ok?" Leila's voice resounded in her ear. She turned the ignition over and pulled out of the garage.
"No, he's not. He's in a coma and I don't know what's going to happen." She sighed.
"Oh God Mollie! I'm so sorry. I'm coming over. When are you going to be home?"
Mollie didn't really feel like company but Leila was like her sister and she knew she shouldn't be alone.
"Ummm...20 minutes, I guess." She said looking at the dashboard clock.
"Ok, I'll bring pizza. I'll just stay the night, ok. We'll have a movie night." Leila said and hung up.
Mollie ended her call and merged into traffic. 'I wonder if anyone told Leila bout the FBI agents.' If not, she'd tell her tonight.
The Omni
4:05 p.m.
Scully studied her figure in the mirror. Should she change suits? Was this one too revealing? It was a royal blue bikini, and a rather skimpy one at that. It even had a little belt that held the bottoms together. What would happen if the belt accidentally came undone? What would Mulder...Oh god, that's it, she was changing. How could she even think about wearing this when she was going swimming with Mulder? She turned around and dug through her bag to find her black one-piece. As she lifted it out, the connecting door opened and Mulder walked in without warning, wearing a towel around his waist.
"You ready, Scuh..." He trailed off and looked at her, his eyes wide.
She looked around for something to cover her up. Finding nothing she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Mulder, don't you ever knock?" She huffed.
"Sorry Scully. Are you ready?" He unconsciously bit his lip.
"Well I was just about to change." She held up the simple one-piece.
"No!" He said quickly, then smiled. "I like that suit. It's nice."
She couldn't believe it, but she actually blushed. What a sight she must be, a 30-something year old woman blushing from head to toe in front of her partner. She swallowed hard and nodded.
"Alright, let me get a towel before we go." She went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
"Let's go." She smiled and left the room, him following closely.
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He couldn't believe his eyes. She was so beautiful, and that bikini, God, it was nice. Yea nice that's the word to describe it.
Sexy was more like it.
The elevator dinging and opened up. Scully got on first and Mulder noticed a few business men oogling her. That's not right! No one could oogle her except for him...when she wasn't looking. He entered the elevator and purposely stepped behind Scully as close as he could get. He put his hand on her shoulder and glared at the men. Yea that's right boys, stare all you want but you can't touch. HA! Scully would probably kill him if she knew he was thinking this. Well maybe not kill him, shoot him. If only he knew what she was thinking.
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The possessive hand on her shoulder should piss her off but actually it made her smile. She had noticed the territorial look on his face when he caught some of the men staring at her. It made her feel special to have him touch her and glare at the other men, as if they were competition.
The elevator ride ended and Scully stepped out.
"Which way to the pool?" She turned to Mulder who was still in the elevator.
"It's this way." He said walking towards her and ushering her to the left, casting one last glare at a particularly unnerved young man, who was still blatantly staring at Scully.
They entered the pool room, which surprisingly was almost vacant. The only occupants was a small family. They mother was sitting in a lounge chair while the father was trying to teach the little girl, no more than 4, to swim.
"Come on sweetie, you can do it. Swim to daddy." The man said as the little girl splashed around in the shallow end. Scully smile wistfully at them and turned towards Mulder.
"Look Scully, a hot tub." He pointed and removed his towel revealing black swim trunks.
"What Mulder, no Speedo?" She grinned and looked at his chosen attire.
"I didn't think you could control yourself if I had worn one." He leered.
She shook her head and started to walk toward the hot tub.
"I'm getting in the tub, care to join me?" She asked looking over her shoulder at him.
"Last one there's a rotten egg." He grinned and took off towards it. Oh no, he didn't. No way was he getting there before her.
She sped up her pace and reached it first. She jumped in and immediately regretted it. It was HOT! She hissed and stood up as Mulder gingerly stuck a toe in to test the water.
"Hot, Scully?" He quipped and walked down the steps into the water slowly.
"Just a little." She looked down at her arms and stomach which had turned a bright red. Better than a blush at least.
Mulder groaned as he leaned back against the hot tub wall.
"Care to get comfy, Scully?" He asked and pointedly looked to the place next to him.
There was no one else in the hot tub, so she could sit anywhere she wanted but he wanted her to sit next to him. He was testing to see if she actually would. She surprised him and waded over to his side and sat down.
"Oh God, this feels good." She sighed and closed her eyes and leaned her head back onto his arm, which was resting on the lip of the tub.
"Yes it does." He mumbled and settled in more into the tub.
She could almost fall asleep.
1131 Elmhurst Road
4:30 p.m.
Mollie turned off the ignition and got out of the car with her bags in hand. She heard a car barreling down the street with the loud thumping of punk music. She shook her head slightly as Leila's red Honda Civic pulled into her driveway. Her lips turned up into a small smile as Leila exited her vehicle carrying a pizza box in one hand and a bag from Blockbuster in the other. She held up the pizza and bag.
"Hawaiian Pizza and Romy and Michelle's High school Reunion." She stated and fell in step with Mollie as they made their way into the house.
They settled onto the couch and Leila stuck the movie in the VCR. The pizza looked really good and Mollie smile when she bit into it. Leila knew just what to do to make her feel better.
"Ok, what's this John tells me about the FBI coming for ya?" Leila asked, stuffing her mouth full of pizza and ignoring the previews for the movie on the TV.
"So you did hear about that." Mollie said, delicately biting another bit of pizza.
"Yea, John said that some chick came and got you out of Anatomy. He said she was FBI or something. He also said she was hot. I wouldn't know, cuz that's my nap time." She ended chuckling.
"Sounds like something he'd say." Mollie responded.
"So, what is the FBI doing here anyways?" Leila said as she began a second slice of pizza.
Mollie set down her first slice into the pizza box and looked at Leila. She huffed a sigh.
"They're investigating Tommy's death." She hesitated.
"And? Mollie what did you tell them?" Leila asked dropping her slice in the box as well.
"I told them about my dreams."
"What! Mollie! Are you crazy? They're going to think you're nuts! Why did you tell them?"
"I don't know, but, that's the thing, I don't think they think I'm crazy. I'm pretty sure they believe me. They said they'd help. Well at least Agent Scully said she would. I believe her. I trust her."
"Why do you trust her? You never trust anyone so quickly." Leila scrunched her eyebrows.
"I just do." Mollie finished, not wanting to go into the details about Scully's necklace mysteriously being in her dream.
"Let's just watch the movie, ok. I want to wind down. Tomorrow's a big day." Mollie ended the conversation and settled in to watch her favorite comedy. Tomorrow would be a big day, after all it was Tommy's memorial service. Right now, she didn't even want to think.
Continued in Chapter 5
Bennegin's Restaurant
2:15 p.m.
Scully stared at the girl for a moment.
"Well maybe you just think you saw my necklace. I mean it's just a cross. A lot of people have them."
"Yea that's what I told myself when I first saw it today, but when I really looked at it in the meeting room, I realized it was the same one."
"How do you know?" Scully retorted.
"The necklace in my dreams had a slight indention on the right side, a crack, like it had been through a lot. When you bent down next to me in the meeting room today I saw the light glint off an indention on the right side." Mollie reached out and grabbed Scully's necklace. "Look for yourself."
Scully looked down her nose at her cross. Sure enough right under the right arm was a little crack, an indention in the gold.
"What do you think it means?" She asked looking back up at Mollie as she let go of the necklace.
"I don't know, but like I said it made me feel safe until I dropped it. Maybe my dream was telling me someone was coming to help. Someone to protect me." Mollies eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Will you help me?"
Scully wasn't exactly sure she believed in all this dream fortune-telling stuff, but she didn't believe Mollie was lying and she certainly couldn't explain what was going on. Mollie had already gone through so much in her life already and if Scully could help her, she would.
"Yes. I'll help you."
"Thank-you." Mollie said and looked back down at the table as Mulder came back from the register.
"You guys ready to go?" He asked noticing a perplexed look on Scully's face.
Wordlessly, the 2 women rose and walked away from the table. Mollie slowed so the two agents could walk in front of her, like her grandmother said children should, to give respect to adults. As they passed she noticed Mulder seems to be guiding Scully with a protective hand on the small of her back. Tommy used to do that to her. Perhaps the agents were closer than meets the eye.
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They dropped Mollie back off at the hospital and decided to head back to the hotel, since there wasn't much they could do with the case now. Traffic downtown was going to be hell right now anyway.
"Well Mulder, what do you think is going on?" Scully asked, stomping her foot on the floor on the invisible break pedal on the passengers side when Mulder slammed on brakes, narrowly missing a semi.
"I don't know Scully. I have no idea what to do now. Do you believe her?" He asked and looked over to meet her gaze.
"I don't know. I don't think she'd lie about anything like that. What good would it do her?"
Mulder was silent for a few moments.
"Well what do you want to do now?" Scully asked.
"What do I want to do? I want to go swimming." He grinned and bounced in his seat like a little boy.
"I meant about the case, Mulder." She said hiding the smile that was threatening to form on her lips.
"Well, I don't see anything we can do right now. Besides, I'm really wound up, I need to relax and think about the case. So what do you say? Wanna try out that heated pool?" He waggled his eyebrows and Scully couldn't fight the smile anymore. She turned her head to the front window.
"Ok, I could go for a swim, but only if you promise to thin about the case."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his grin widen.
St. Vincent's Hospital
3:45 p.m.
Mollie held the hand of her father. Her mind was racing with memories of her father. Remembering times when things were happy, when she was happy. She squeezed his hand silently pleading for him to squeeze back and wake up. What would she do if he left her. She would have no one else. Well, that's not entirely true, she would still have Leila, but for how much longer? How long until the redhead took her as well. Another spoil of war.
"Miss?"
Mollie looked up at a young candy striper that had entered the room and subsequently broken her reverie.
"I'm sorry miss. I know he's your father but visiting hours are over. I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She said apologetically. "If there are any changes we will call."
Mollie nodded, rose and leaned over and kissed her fathers forehead. She quickly gathered her bag and purse and left the room.
She brushed away a tear that was clinging to her eyelashes and pushed a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. A shrill ringing erupted from her purse as she entered the parking garage. She grabbed her cell phone and punched the talk button, after recognizing Leila's number as the incoming caller.
"Yea?" She said into the phone and unlocked her car, throwing her bags in the backseat.
"Hey! I just heard about your dad. Is he ok?" Leila's voice resounded in her ear. She turned the ignition over and pulled out of the garage.
"No, he's not. He's in a coma and I don't know what's going to happen." She sighed.
"Oh God Mollie! I'm so sorry. I'm coming over. When are you going to be home?"
Mollie didn't really feel like company but Leila was like her sister and she knew she shouldn't be alone.
"Ummm...20 minutes, I guess." She said looking at the dashboard clock.
"Ok, I'll bring pizza. I'll just stay the night, ok. We'll have a movie night." Leila said and hung up.
Mollie ended her call and merged into traffic. 'I wonder if anyone told Leila bout the FBI agents.' If not, she'd tell her tonight.
The Omni
4:05 p.m.
Scully studied her figure in the mirror. Should she change suits? Was this one too revealing? It was a royal blue bikini, and a rather skimpy one at that. It even had a little belt that held the bottoms together. What would happen if the belt accidentally came undone? What would Mulder...Oh god, that's it, she was changing. How could she even think about wearing this when she was going swimming with Mulder? She turned around and dug through her bag to find her black one-piece. As she lifted it out, the connecting door opened and Mulder walked in without warning, wearing a towel around his waist.
"You ready, Scuh..." He trailed off and looked at her, his eyes wide.
She looked around for something to cover her up. Finding nothing she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Mulder, don't you ever knock?" She huffed.
"Sorry Scully. Are you ready?" He unconsciously bit his lip.
"Well I was just about to change." She held up the simple one-piece.
"No!" He said quickly, then smiled. "I like that suit. It's nice."
She couldn't believe it, but she actually blushed. What a sight she must be, a 30-something year old woman blushing from head to toe in front of her partner. She swallowed hard and nodded.
"Alright, let me get a towel before we go." She went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
"Let's go." She smiled and left the room, him following closely.
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He couldn't believe his eyes. She was so beautiful, and that bikini, God, it was nice. Yea nice that's the word to describe it.
Sexy was more like it.
The elevator dinging and opened up. Scully got on first and Mulder noticed a few business men oogling her. That's not right! No one could oogle her except for him...when she wasn't looking. He entered the elevator and purposely stepped behind Scully as close as he could get. He put his hand on her shoulder and glared at the men. Yea that's right boys, stare all you want but you can't touch. HA! Scully would probably kill him if she knew he was thinking this. Well maybe not kill him, shoot him. If only he knew what she was thinking.
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The possessive hand on her shoulder should piss her off but actually it made her smile. She had noticed the territorial look on his face when he caught some of the men staring at her. It made her feel special to have him touch her and glare at the other men, as if they were competition.
The elevator ride ended and Scully stepped out.
"Which way to the pool?" She turned to Mulder who was still in the elevator.
"It's this way." He said walking towards her and ushering her to the left, casting one last glare at a particularly unnerved young man, who was still blatantly staring at Scully.
They entered the pool room, which surprisingly was almost vacant. The only occupants was a small family. They mother was sitting in a lounge chair while the father was trying to teach the little girl, no more than 4, to swim.
"Come on sweetie, you can do it. Swim to daddy." The man said as the little girl splashed around in the shallow end. Scully smile wistfully at them and turned towards Mulder.
"Look Scully, a hot tub." He pointed and removed his towel revealing black swim trunks.
"What Mulder, no Speedo?" She grinned and looked at his chosen attire.
"I didn't think you could control yourself if I had worn one." He leered.
She shook her head and started to walk toward the hot tub.
"I'm getting in the tub, care to join me?" She asked looking over her shoulder at him.
"Last one there's a rotten egg." He grinned and took off towards it. Oh no, he didn't. No way was he getting there before her.
She sped up her pace and reached it first. She jumped in and immediately regretted it. It was HOT! She hissed and stood up as Mulder gingerly stuck a toe in to test the water.
"Hot, Scully?" He quipped and walked down the steps into the water slowly.
"Just a little." She looked down at her arms and stomach which had turned a bright red. Better than a blush at least.
Mulder groaned as he leaned back against the hot tub wall.
"Care to get comfy, Scully?" He asked and pointedly looked to the place next to him.
There was no one else in the hot tub, so she could sit anywhere she wanted but he wanted her to sit next to him. He was testing to see if she actually would. She surprised him and waded over to his side and sat down.
"Oh God, this feels good." She sighed and closed her eyes and leaned her head back onto his arm, which was resting on the lip of the tub.
"Yes it does." He mumbled and settled in more into the tub.
She could almost fall asleep.
1131 Elmhurst Road
4:30 p.m.
Mollie turned off the ignition and got out of the car with her bags in hand. She heard a car barreling down the street with the loud thumping of punk music. She shook her head slightly as Leila's red Honda Civic pulled into her driveway. Her lips turned up into a small smile as Leila exited her vehicle carrying a pizza box in one hand and a bag from Blockbuster in the other. She held up the pizza and bag.
"Hawaiian Pizza and Romy and Michelle's High school Reunion." She stated and fell in step with Mollie as they made their way into the house.
They settled onto the couch and Leila stuck the movie in the VCR. The pizza looked really good and Mollie smile when she bit into it. Leila knew just what to do to make her feel better.
"Ok, what's this John tells me about the FBI coming for ya?" Leila asked, stuffing her mouth full of pizza and ignoring the previews for the movie on the TV.
"So you did hear about that." Mollie said, delicately biting another bit of pizza.
"Yea, John said that some chick came and got you out of Anatomy. He said she was FBI or something. He also said she was hot. I wouldn't know, cuz that's my nap time." She ended chuckling.
"Sounds like something he'd say." Mollie responded.
"So, what is the FBI doing here anyways?" Leila said as she began a second slice of pizza.
Mollie set down her first slice into the pizza box and looked at Leila. She huffed a sigh.
"They're investigating Tommy's death." She hesitated.
"And? Mollie what did you tell them?" Leila asked dropping her slice in the box as well.
"I told them about my dreams."
"What! Mollie! Are you crazy? They're going to think you're nuts! Why did you tell them?"
"I don't know, but, that's the thing, I don't think they think I'm crazy. I'm pretty sure they believe me. They said they'd help. Well at least Agent Scully said she would. I believe her. I trust her."
"Why do you trust her? You never trust anyone so quickly." Leila scrunched her eyebrows.
"I just do." Mollie finished, not wanting to go into the details about Scully's necklace mysteriously being in her dream.
"Let's just watch the movie, ok. I want to wind down. Tomorrow's a big day." Mollie ended the conversation and settled in to watch her favorite comedy. Tomorrow would be a big day, after all it was Tommy's memorial service. Right now, she didn't even want to think.
Continued in Chapter 5
