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They arrived in Louisiana not too long after, and approached the house. Upon entering, the young lady, Margaret, began to talk.
Scully, however, was not listening.
She was skimming over photos in the house. Her eyes landed on a photo of Margaret and a man about her age, presumably her brother. Kyle?....Why had that name come to mind? What significance could it hold?
"You have a brother. His name is Kyle?" Scully asked. She received two odd stares, one from the girl, and one from her partner.
"Yes, ma'am. I just said that."
Slightly embarrassed, Scully turned back to the photos.
Back in the car, Scully turned to Mulder.
"I knew she had a brother...."
Mulder remained silent, expecting her to continue. When she didn't, he piped up.
"Scully....?"
"I didn't hear her mention her brother. Truth be told, I wasn't paying attention. But I saw a picture of her with a man about her age. They had a remarkable resemblance....I just .... knew...."
"Her brother has gone missing too, you know."
"Both of them? When'd the brother go missing?"
"A year or two ago..But, the sister's case would seem unrelated."
Scully remained silent, and Mulder received the impression that the conversation had ended, so he pulled out of the driveway. Back on the highway, approaching the hotel, Scully shook her head, and pulled out a pad.
"What was the girl's last name again?"
"Margaret O'Sheal."
"O'....Sheal....Thanks." She said, writing it down.
"Why'd'you ask, Scully?"
"I umm, want to do a little family research...."
"Have fun. Her father's high up there, Mr. Military, he is."
Scully smiled a little. "You're forgetting my father was a captain in the military...."
There was a pause, and Scully realized what she just said. Looking up, she met Mulder's surprised gaze.
"Eyes on the road, Mulder...." she instructed, feeling awkward.
Back at their hotel that evening, Scully studied her laptop and furiously searched archives. Mulder brought in some Chinese food for her, but she was afraid she wasn't much company.
He soon began to get up to leave.
"Wait, Mulder...." Scully turned around in her chair. "Mulder....I can't help feeling there's a connection between this case....and...you..."
Mulder looked at her blank.
"I don't think so, Scully. I----"
"No, I don't meant he people or the circumstances or....Do you have a sister?"
Mulder looked at her a minute, and put his hand on the doorknob as he answered with, "Yeah."
He waited to see if she had anymore. He wished she'd just hurry up and remember this part.
"I....I uh.....I can't..grasp..anything else, Mulder. But there is more, isn't there?" She looked up hopefully, then added, "Just 'yes' or 'no'..I want to remember on my own."
Mulder swallowed. "Yes," he croaked, then stepped out the door. "Night, Scully."
"Night, Mulder."
The next morning, Scully met Mulder for breakfast.
"Well, there wasn't much I could find," she admitted, "But I did find out that that Kyle O'Sheal....He's also in the military. Well....When they last saw him anyway."
"His sister, that Margaret, said that he was abducted quite often....though, he'd never admitted or accepted that. He claimed he probably just ran away, and suppressed his memories."
"I suppose....I suppose I was something like that?"
Mulder shook his head.
"Not quite," he said. "You never tried to come up with an alternative answer. But for a while there, you just didn't accept anything at all."
"I do now?"
"Do you?" Mulder asked. That shocked Scully. She expected him to just answer her.
"Well..I, umm, I dunno.."
"Scully..Understand something. You're a doctor, you know there have been cases where someone has amnesia, and comes out completely different."
She nodded.
"Your going to decide on your own again."
"Mulder--"
"No, Scully. You may very well regain your memories. Believe me, I've seen stranger." He smiled at this a bit, though he showed genuine concern in his eyes, then continued. "As it is, I've seen bits of the old Scully."
"The old Scully?"
Mulder ignored her. "But until then....I can't give you answers. You need to remember on your own. You need to form your own opinions. I can't tell you what to believe or what not to believe."
"I want to believe....but the tools have been taken away from me....Didn't you say something like that, Mulder?"
"More or less. Yes."
Scully gave a weak smile at her cappuccino.
"How shall we pursue this investigation? Obviously, I can't recall any of these abduction-cases."
Mulder nodded.
"I'm going to go to the last known place the girl visited. I was hoping you'd take a look into the girl's personal records...medical, really."
"Sure, Mulder." Scully said, getting up, leaving her cappuccino untouched.
She drove to the girl's doctor's office. She spoke to him at length, though he would not relinquish her files under any circumstances.
"Could you give me the directions to Quarrel's back, Dr.?"
"That's a long way off, Miss Scully."
"I know. But I'd like to see it."
"Sure. Wait here."
At that, Scully was across the room, looking at the girl's files. She jotted down things of interest, then searched for Kyle's. She found it, and quickly faxed it to her computer. Thankfully, the doctor was very slow and thorough in his directions, coming back long after Scully had obtained the information.
"Mulder."
"Hey Mulder. It's me."
"What'd ya' find?"
"Nothing except that Jennifer O'Sheal is allergic to penicillin.....Oh. And something in Kyle's records. Said that just before his disappearance, his eyes were swimming in black. An appointment was made to treat him, but he disappeared before then."
".."
"Mulder, you know what this is don't you?"
"Y...eah."
"Black oil?"
"Scully?"
"I just....remember.....I mean. It's a virus. Alien?"
"That's right."
Scully strained, not good while driving.
"It....is absorbed into you. Takes over you...." She sighed briskly. "No. Nothing more."
"You got the gist of it, Scully. That's good."
"Mm..Did you find anything?"
"No."
"Spiff."
Thanks for reading! Please Review! As usual, I have ino/i idea where I'm going with this, but I'm going to try and post soon. With any luck, things will eventually make sense.
A/N: Thanks for reviewing! Tell me what you think of this next chapter!
They arrived in Louisiana not too long after, and approached the house. Upon entering, the young lady, Margaret, began to talk.
Scully, however, was not listening.
She was skimming over photos in the house. Her eyes landed on a photo of Margaret and a man about her age, presumably her brother. Kyle?....Why had that name come to mind? What significance could it hold?
"You have a brother. His name is Kyle?" Scully asked. She received two odd stares, one from the girl, and one from her partner.
"Yes, ma'am. I just said that."
Slightly embarrassed, Scully turned back to the photos.
Back in the car, Scully turned to Mulder.
"I knew she had a brother...."
Mulder remained silent, expecting her to continue. When she didn't, he piped up.
"Scully....?"
"I didn't hear her mention her brother. Truth be told, I wasn't paying attention. But I saw a picture of her with a man about her age. They had a remarkable resemblance....I just .... knew...."
"Her brother has gone missing too, you know."
"Both of them? When'd the brother go missing?"
"A year or two ago..But, the sister's case would seem unrelated."
Scully remained silent, and Mulder received the impression that the conversation had ended, so he pulled out of the driveway. Back on the highway, approaching the hotel, Scully shook her head, and pulled out a pad.
"What was the girl's last name again?"
"Margaret O'Sheal."
"O'....Sheal....Thanks." She said, writing it down.
"Why'd'you ask, Scully?"
"I umm, want to do a little family research...."
"Have fun. Her father's high up there, Mr. Military, he is."
Scully smiled a little. "You're forgetting my father was a captain in the military...."
There was a pause, and Scully realized what she just said. Looking up, she met Mulder's surprised gaze.
"Eyes on the road, Mulder...." she instructed, feeling awkward.
Back at their hotel that evening, Scully studied her laptop and furiously searched archives. Mulder brought in some Chinese food for her, but she was afraid she wasn't much company.
He soon began to get up to leave.
"Wait, Mulder...." Scully turned around in her chair. "Mulder....I can't help feeling there's a connection between this case....and...you..."
Mulder looked at her blank.
"I don't think so, Scully. I----"
"No, I don't meant he people or the circumstances or....Do you have a sister?"
Mulder looked at her a minute, and put his hand on the doorknob as he answered with, "Yeah."
He waited to see if she had anymore. He wished she'd just hurry up and remember this part.
"I....I uh.....I can't..grasp..anything else, Mulder. But there is more, isn't there?" She looked up hopefully, then added, "Just 'yes' or 'no'..I want to remember on my own."
Mulder swallowed. "Yes," he croaked, then stepped out the door. "Night, Scully."
"Night, Mulder."
The next morning, Scully met Mulder for breakfast.
"Well, there wasn't much I could find," she admitted, "But I did find out that that Kyle O'Sheal....He's also in the military. Well....When they last saw him anyway."
"His sister, that Margaret, said that he was abducted quite often....though, he'd never admitted or accepted that. He claimed he probably just ran away, and suppressed his memories."
"I suppose....I suppose I was something like that?"
Mulder shook his head.
"Not quite," he said. "You never tried to come up with an alternative answer. But for a while there, you just didn't accept anything at all."
"I do now?"
"Do you?" Mulder asked. That shocked Scully. She expected him to just answer her.
"Well..I, umm, I dunno.."
"Scully..Understand something. You're a doctor, you know there have been cases where someone has amnesia, and comes out completely different."
She nodded.
"Your going to decide on your own again."
"Mulder--"
"No, Scully. You may very well regain your memories. Believe me, I've seen stranger." He smiled at this a bit, though he showed genuine concern in his eyes, then continued. "As it is, I've seen bits of the old Scully."
"The old Scully?"
Mulder ignored her. "But until then....I can't give you answers. You need to remember on your own. You need to form your own opinions. I can't tell you what to believe or what not to believe."
"I want to believe....but the tools have been taken away from me....Didn't you say something like that, Mulder?"
"More or less. Yes."
Scully gave a weak smile at her cappuccino.
"How shall we pursue this investigation? Obviously, I can't recall any of these abduction-cases."
Mulder nodded.
"I'm going to go to the last known place the girl visited. I was hoping you'd take a look into the girl's personal records...medical, really."
"Sure, Mulder." Scully said, getting up, leaving her cappuccino untouched.
She drove to the girl's doctor's office. She spoke to him at length, though he would not relinquish her files under any circumstances.
"Could you give me the directions to Quarrel's back, Dr.?"
"That's a long way off, Miss Scully."
"I know. But I'd like to see it."
"Sure. Wait here."
At that, Scully was across the room, looking at the girl's files. She jotted down things of interest, then searched for Kyle's. She found it, and quickly faxed it to her computer. Thankfully, the doctor was very slow and thorough in his directions, coming back long after Scully had obtained the information.
"Mulder."
"Hey Mulder. It's me."
"What'd ya' find?"
"Nothing except that Jennifer O'Sheal is allergic to penicillin.....Oh. And something in Kyle's records. Said that just before his disappearance, his eyes were swimming in black. An appointment was made to treat him, but he disappeared before then."
".."
"Mulder, you know what this is don't you?"
"Y...eah."
"Black oil?"
"Scully?"
"I just....remember.....I mean. It's a virus. Alien?"
"That's right."
Scully strained, not good while driving.
"It....is absorbed into you. Takes over you...." She sighed briskly. "No. Nothing more."
"You got the gist of it, Scully. That's good."
"Mm..Did you find anything?"
"No."
"Spiff."
Thanks for reading! Please Review! As usual, I have ino/i idea where I'm going with this, but I'm going to try and post soon. With any luck, things will eventually make sense.