Chapter 14

Mulder watched wide-eyed and frozen in place, as Morgayne raised her hands over the sheet clad body of Ewan O'Brien. Her eyes slipped shut and her hands swayed over the body. A fine sheen of mist floated around her and the bed.

Suddenly the sheet seemed to glow, a bright yellow glare like a fire. Morgayne said something which Mulder couldn't understand. His brows furrowed as the room seemed to shake, the machines beeped and the body under the sheet heaved a huge breath.

Morgayne opened her eyes and looked straight at Mulder. She curled her lips up into a small smile and turned the sheet down from the mans face. Ewan opened his eyes and looked up at her.

"Morgayne,"he asked, perplexed to see this woman.

"It is okay brother. All will be fine,"Morgayne said. She turned to Mulder once more, nodded her head, and disappeared into the mists that had floated into the room.

Mulder, once again in control of his legs, ran into the room, as fast as he could. He needed to get into that mist! Maybe he could find out how to save Scully if only he could reach it. He jumped into the mist, but his movements only caused it to dissipate faster. He obviously was not allowed where Morgayne was going.

Scully jumped as Morgayne appeared back in the boat once more.

"What was that noise,"Scully asked, remembering the shrill beeping that had pervaded the mists just moments earlier. It had since died off, suddenly, like someone pulled a switch.

"It was nothing. Just a matter I had to attend to,"Morgayne answered and turned once again to the mists. They seemed to sense her presence and brightened again.

"I'm sick of this!"Scully yelled and stood up, floundering as the boat wobbled in the placid lake.

Morgayne turned to her, blinking her eyes.

"What aren't you telling me? Why are you keeping secrets? If you wish for my help so badly, you need to tell me the whole truth,"Scully said, advancing on Morgayne.

"I need to tell you nothing. I didn't need to tell you all that I already have, but I did. You do not need to know anything. I only want your help, so I am being kind enough to give you information to go on. If you wish to stop, we will, but things will not turn out well for you, or the future," Morgayne replied with no emotion.

Scully stared at her. After a few moments she gave up and sat back down.

"Fine, show me more,"she huffed.

"Very well, Dana,"Morgayne replied, and once again the mists took Scully to another place and time.

The enemy swarms over the hills, advancing on their prey. The attackers, floating in on boats and rafts, the protectors holding fort and weapons, preparing to fight to the death for their land, their ruler.

The enemy comes from across the channel, from the south. They have already won the east, and now are attacking the west.

The enemies fight hard, the land beneath them soaking with blood. The land of Ire has now been lost.

Kiara glares across the sea at Morgayne. Morgayne smiles and narrows her eyes. She has won this one. Kiara stalks away.

March 14

11:34 p.m.

Mulder walked over to the man laying in the bed. What the hell had just happened? He had just been dead, right? Mulder was completely confused now.

And why had Morgayne called him brother? He needed to find out the answers before the hospital staff found out that the recently deceased Ewan O'Brien was once again alive--and well... not in a coma.

Taking a deep breath, Mulder ambled over to the bed. Ewan looked at him closely.

"Who are you,"he asked, barely understandable through his thick Irish accent.

Mulder looked at him curiously for a moment. Why did this man not know him? Oh that's right Mulder had never actually met Ewan before, he'd only been in a coma. He had just been a central character in all this, but Mulder had never properly been introduced.

"I'm Agent Fox Mulder, with the FBI. My partner and I are down here investigating Mollie's dreams, and the affects they have on the deaths of the people around her,"Mulder explained carefully, unsure of Ewan's reaction.

Ewan looked at him for a few silent moments, and then nodded.

"Aye, okay,"he said and looked around the room. "Can ya tell me why I'm in a hospital room?"

Mulder sat down in the seat next to Ewan's bed.

"Yes sir. You've been in the hospital since yesterday. You were in a coma." Mulder watched Ewan's face for a reaction. When no discernible reaction came, Mulder commented, "You don't seem to think it's unusual that you were in a coma."

"Aye, it isn't. They happen all the time to me. It isn't uncommon or frightening anymore,"Ewan sighed.

Mulder furrowed his brow and leaned back into the vinyl chair, wincing as it squeaked a crude sound.

So Mollie's father slipped into a coma very easily. This was getting stranger and stranger indeed. Now he just had to find out why Morgayne, and that's who he assumed it was from her description, had helped Ewan out of the coma. And why had she called him brother?

Kiara pulled Mollie's hand and quickened her pace. She had to get to Morgayne before she won over Danu`. There was no way she would be able to win this battle if Morgayne once again was able to obtain Danu` s trust. Once Morgayne had achieved Danu`s help, Kiara would be powerless, and that was unacceptable in Kiara's mind. She had to win. She must!

Her arm was pulled back as Mollie squeezed her hand. Kiara turned back to her.

"I...must...rest..."Mollie said breathlessly.

"You cannot! We do not have time. We must get to Morgayne quickly. Now hurry up. We have to keep going,"Kiara yelled and pulled Mollie more forcefully behind her.

The younger woman inhaled sharply but did not cause any stir...for the moment.

Once again the enemy swarms from the deep south. The new King has risen in the southern region, a new language, a new power.

Kiara gleams as her army, although unknowingly directed by her, guides the vessels up the shores to the north. Morgayne will not have seen this coming. She couldn't have. Kiara will win this battle.

The war rages on. Morgayne on the northern shores, Kiara on the southern.

The armies fight, but Kiara is not worried. Her army, her power is too great. There is no way Morgayne will win!

With a heavy cry, Morgayne's army surges towards Kiara's with a great force.

Kiara screams as her army falls. The Spanish Empire is no more. Kiara lets out a giant yell and stalks off to the shadows. Morgayne is too strong. One day though, when Morgayne least expects, she will attack, and this time Morgayne will not succeed.

Mulder ran his tongue across his lips and inhaled slightly. This interview was going nowhere fast. Obviously Ewan O'Brien, either had no idea what Mulder was talking about, or he was very good at faking it.

"Listen, Mr. O'Brien..."Mulder trailed off as Ewan interrupted him.

"How many time do I gotta tell ya to call me Ewan? For a FBI agent you sure don't catch on very quickly, now do you,"Ewan said trying to sit up.

Mulder was quickly getting irritated. He ran his hand across his brow and looked down. Templing his fingers at his chin he began again.

"Ewan...."He trailed off once more as Ewan let out a grunt. Looking up Mulder saw that Ewan was unsuccessfully trying to get the bed to raise so he could sit up.

"Ya know, for all the stuff I've told you, you could at least help me sit this damn thing up."Ewan let out an irritated sigh.

"What have you told me? Nothing."Mulder made no attempt to move. Ewan looked at him for a moment and then a huge grin erupted onto his face, transforming him to a more boyish look. Mischievous...that's the word.

"Aye, you are a quick one aren't you Mr. Mulder?"Ewan laughed.

Rolling his eyes ever so slightly, Mulder stood and helped Ewan adjust the bed so he could sit and be comfortable.

"So what can you tell me,"Mulder asked once again when he and Ewan had each gotten comfortable in their respective seats.

"What do you want to know?"

"Why did Morgayne, wait that was Morgayne, correct,"Mulder asked.

"Yes, her name is Morgayne."

"Okay, well why did she call you brother. And why was she here in the first place? Who is she? Is she from the past? Is she real? Or just a figment of our imagination?"

Ewan raised his hands signaling Mulder to stop.

"Whoa. One question at a time."He sighed. "She called me brother, because I am. She was here to protect me, and I guess, since you told me I died, to bring me back. She is who she is. She exists in all times. She is as real as you and I and she is NOT a figment of our imaginations."

"That doesn't make any sense. She is who she is? What kind of answer is that? Very vague if you ask me."

"Well I didn't ask you now did I?"Ewan grinned once again and laughed.

"Well you got me there,"Mulder relented.

"That's all the answer I can give you. You are free to hypothesize if you like."

"All right...I'll do that."Mulder grinned in response, as Ewan's grin widened.

Continued in Chapter 15