From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Sat, 28 Oct 2000 14:55:12 -0500
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Georgetown Hospital June 14, 2001
Mulder awoke with an ache throughout his body. He did not know where he was or how he got there. The last thing he remembered was being with Skinner in the woods in Oregon. He blinked open his eyes. The bright daylight streaming in through the windows nearly blinded him. He groaned and felt a hand on his arm.
"It is alright Agent Mulder. You are home now." Skinner said soothingly to Mulder. Mulder barely heard him before he fell back into a deep sleep. Skinner sat back down into a chair that was beside Mulder. He did not know where to begin with Mulder. There was so much he had missed in his life over the past year. Mulder opened his eyes a few hours later. He tried to sit up only to realize every muscle in his body was in agony. He groaned and looked over to see not only Skinner but the three stooges as well. They all seemed overly happy to see him.
"What happened?" He asked.
"We were hoping that you could give us a better idea of that." Langly replied nervously. Mulder looked up at him confused.
"How long have I been here?" He asked expecting a few days as an answer. "You have been here for three days." Langly said then paused and continued on. "But you were missing for a little over a year." Mulder looked up at him surprised. There was a long uneasy pause before Mulder broke the silence.
"Where is Scully?" He asked half desperately. "Is she ok?" He added once he seen there panic and grieve stricken faces.
"Agent Scully is gone." Skinner said teary eyed. Mulder looked up at them in panic.
"What do you mean gone? She is still out there somewhere. We can still find her. Can't we?" Mulder asked desperately. They all looked up at him with very solemn expressions.
"Gone meaning dead." Skinner said with a trembling voice. Mulder looked as if he had been hit in the balls with a bowling ball. He fell back into the bed and took a deep breath.
"How?" Mulder asked shocked. Skinner shook his head sadly.
"She died in labor." Mulder looked even more shocked.
"That is impossible! She is barren!" Mulder said staring up at the four men in front of him.
"You think it was easy for her to except? All of a sudden you are gone then the next moment she finds out she is with child. She was torn between crying her eyes out and jumping for joy." Skinner said sternly. "It was very hard for her. She wanted to rest and take it easy for the baby, but she also could not rest until she found the father. There is so much you have missed over the past year that I do not know where to start." Mulder looked up at him with a blank expression on his face.
"I'm the father?" Mulder asked felling stupid about making such an assumption. Skinner nodded and smiled weakly. "Oh god." Mulder looked around almost panicked.
"The baby is okay. Maggie is looking after it. Right?" Mulder said looking up for reassurance. Skinner looked down to the floor gloomily.
"Dana died right after the baby was born. As the doctors and nurses were trying to revive her a man walked in. He shot the nurse who was taking care of the baby and Maggie. He had a silencer on his gun so no one noticed him in their confusion over Dana. He slipped out almost unnoticed. A male nurse was able to give police a description of the man. The description matched Krycek to a T. We have not found a trace of him or the baby anywhere." Skinner said sadly feeling as though he had failed Mulder. Mulder opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. He was deep within shock. Scully is dead, Maggie is dead, I am a father, and the baby is missing. Kept repeating over and over in his mind. He just sat there and stared at his hands witch were placed over his lap. "Not to worry. We will find her. Sooner rather than later." Skinner said trying to comfort him. Mulder looked up at him as a single tear rolled freely down his left cheek.
"Her?" He asked as his voice caught in his throat at his attempt to speak. Skinner nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I have a daughter?" Skinner nodded. Mulder began to let more tears flow and at the same time he laughed. It was painful even to his ears. Then he thought about what Krycek could be doing to her. "We have to find her. I have to get out of here as soon as possible. I am going to find that fucking bastard and rip him limb from limb!" He yelled in anger at his helplessness. "I have to get her back." He sobbed. ********************************************
Trenton Adoption Center June 14, 2001
A young woman fresh out of college picked up a baby that had recently come under her care. Her age was not known. All the woman knew was that the child had came into their custody under the new law. The mother had said her name was Maya. The young woman, Lisa, picked up the baby and studied her face. She had a full head of curly red hair. She had beautiful green eye's. She had a cute nose that seemed too big for her. Maya had full rose colored lips. Lisa could not see why anyone would want to give her up. She was so adorable it was almost unbearable. She also did not know why no one had adopted her yet. If she were not so financially unstable she would see about adopting Maya herself. All she knew was that God had his reasons. There had to be a very good reason why such a beautiful little girl had not found a home yet.
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July 03, 2001 FBI Headquarters
It was the first day back for Mulder. He had gone crazy looking through every possible lead. He could not sleep. He could not see straight. Grieve lay heavy in his sunken heart. He had not yet begun to mourn over the death of Scully. He had obsessed his time over finding his daughter. His biggest fear was never finding her and holding her. Scully died giving life to her. The least he could do was find her and keep her safe. If he could just look into her eyes once he could die happy. So he sat at his desk. His head hung low in self-defeat. Papers, case studies, field notes, and police reports were tossed here and there across his desk. There was a spot on his desk to the left of him that had escaped being buried. He turned his head to look at it. It looked like someone had poured acid on it. He smiled to himself as he remembered just how that happened. He remembered that he had walked into the office after a meeting with Skinner to find Scully using finger nail polish remover. She was sitting on his desk diligently rubbing her nails to get a god-awful color off of them. When she didn't look up at him. He surprised her by calling out her name. She jumped and in the process spilled some of the remover on his desk. It reacted with the finishing on his desk and made a wonderful acid looking burn mark. He slowly traced the girth of the mark with his finger and slowly made waning circles into the center. The things that reminded him of Scully were every where. And yet he had nothing that could remind him of his own daughter. He was ubiquitous in the search for his kidnapped daughter. Or at least he had been. His body was not fully recovered and he still needed rest. He couldn't be up and all over every lead like he wished to be. He hated his body for not being able to hold up. He hated himself for leaving Scully high and dry. He kept thinking that if he had stayed Scully would still be there beside him smiling and laughing and they would have a wonderful baby girl to be proud of together. That was the way it was meant to be he thought bitterly to himself. He didn't acknowledge Skinner when he came into the office with a fresh cup of coffee and a raisin bagel for him. "I brought you something to eat Mulder." Skinner said dryly in the dusty air of the basement. When Mulder still refused to address him he spoke up. "Agent Mulder you have been on auto drive for the past week. I know you haven't gotten more than a few hours sleep in that entire time and I know you haven't been eating. So as your AD I require that you go home for a few hours get some food in your stomach and rest." Mulder looked up at him angrily.
"And how in the hell is that supposed to find her?" Mulder shot back vindictively. He glared virulently at Skinner. It was enough to make Skinner take a step back. After all, he thought, if it was me I would be in the same place right now.
"If you do not get the proper rest and nourishment you need you will be a hazard on the field to yourself and others thus a liability to me. I am not asking you, but ordering you to get the rest you need. If you don't do as I ask I will be forced to have you thrown off the investigation." Skinner said harshly. Mulder looked up at him with a deep fury in his tormented eyes.
"All right I will go home for a few hours, so long as you contact me as soon as anything develops." Mulder said angrily as he hastily brushed past Skinner and left the room.
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July 04, 2001 Albany New York
Marita made her final preparations before she left her hotel. She was on her way to meet with Mulder. Her contact had been slow in relaying the information that Mulder had been returned to her. She had made a location change at least every other week. She knew that Krycek was hot on her tail. She thought he would have been killed by now, but that was a dreadful miscalculation that nearly cost her everything. She remembered being cornered by him in February. The only thing that saved her was the damn cat that jumped out of nowhere and startled him. He was distracted enough for her to kick the gun out of his hand and flee. She laughed as she flung an overnight bag that carried the few possessions she had on to her shoulder. She left the hotel in a hurry and quickly found a taxi. She could only hope her days of absconding were over now that Mulder was back.
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Mulder's Apartment June 05, 2001
Mulder awoke as his alarm clock went off. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. His new apartment momentarily addled him. It took him a second to realize where he was. He had moved into this apartment two days ago. The lease ran up on his old one and the gunman were kind enough to keep his things. He was almost entirely moved into it. Just a few boxes scattered here and there. He slowly got up and immediately noticed that his head was clearer and his body seemed ready to run a triathlon. As much as he hated to admit it Skinner was right. He needed the rest badly. Now that he was up the first thing that came to his mind was getting back on track and looking for his daughter. He took a quick shower and got dressed in record time. He walked out to his car and speeded down the highway to meet with Skinner.
FBI Headquarters July 05, 2001
Mulder slammed the car door shut and hurried towards the building, but Marita had other plans for him at the moment. She stepped out of her hiding place and confronted him. Their was a pure look of abhor in Mulder's eyes when he seen her.
"What do you want! You know where she is don't you? I bet you helped Krycek out from the beginning! I swear to god if you have harmed her in anyway I'll kill you!" Mulder said furiously as a vein in his forehead protruded with the effort.
"I will answer you, but not here. He could be on to me right now. We need to leave here and find a place where we can talk undisturbed." Marita said unfazed. Mulder remained tenacious with her.
"Why should I do anything you say? How long have you been in all of this? I bet you even had a role in my abduction as well as Scully's." Mulder shot back. "Who are you afraid is on to you? Looks like you did a very good job for them you heartless bitch!" Marita was getting irritated with his rudeness.
"Listen here you son of a bitch! I know where your daughter is, but I can not tell you here. He might be listing. If He finds out he'll get there before you. I can grantee you that." She whispered powerfully. Mulder just gave her one last scrutinizing glance and turned back to his car and gestured for her to follow. She walked over to the car and got in the passenger's side. When she got in he paid her no attention as he started the engine and drove off towards Alexandria. They had gone by Alexandria over two hours ago. They were headed in the direction of Newport News. Marita lost her patience with Mulder's cold shoulder. "I want to explain myself before I revel the location of your daughter." Marita stated breaking the silence between them.
"I want to know where she is now." Mulder said with a surprising calm. If Marita knew any better she would be rather relived at his unexpected coolness. She knew all to well of the fire that was surely raging inside of him. She knew perfectly well that he wanted nothing more than to watch her die a slow painful death. After all she had a part in taking his daughter and killing the grandmother. She helped out in his abduction. She helped ruin everything he held sacred. He had a right to be her judge, jury, and executioner.
"I will tell you, but first let me tell the whole story. Give me that much." Marita asked almost pleadingly. If told other wise she would tell him where Maya was right away, but she felt he needed to hear the entire story. She looked him straight in the eye and seen a desperate father hopelessly seeking his child. For the first time in her life she wanted to take back her actions. For a split second she wanted to cry out for forgiveness. "I promise you she is safe. I made sure of it." Marita said with a shuddering voice. Mulder just nodded his expectance with a slight hesitation.
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Dun, Dun, Dun.... On too part three, hehehe
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Georgetown Hospital June 14, 2001
Mulder awoke with an ache throughout his body. He did not know where he was or how he got there. The last thing he remembered was being with Skinner in the woods in Oregon. He blinked open his eyes. The bright daylight streaming in through the windows nearly blinded him. He groaned and felt a hand on his arm.
"It is alright Agent Mulder. You are home now." Skinner said soothingly to Mulder. Mulder barely heard him before he fell back into a deep sleep. Skinner sat back down into a chair that was beside Mulder. He did not know where to begin with Mulder. There was so much he had missed in his life over the past year. Mulder opened his eyes a few hours later. He tried to sit up only to realize every muscle in his body was in agony. He groaned and looked over to see not only Skinner but the three stooges as well. They all seemed overly happy to see him.
"What happened?" He asked.
"We were hoping that you could give us a better idea of that." Langly replied nervously. Mulder looked up at him confused.
"How long have I been here?" He asked expecting a few days as an answer. "You have been here for three days." Langly said then paused and continued on. "But you were missing for a little over a year." Mulder looked up at him surprised. There was a long uneasy pause before Mulder broke the silence.
"Where is Scully?" He asked half desperately. "Is she ok?" He added once he seen there panic and grieve stricken faces.
"Agent Scully is gone." Skinner said teary eyed. Mulder looked up at them in panic.
"What do you mean gone? She is still out there somewhere. We can still find her. Can't we?" Mulder asked desperately. They all looked up at him with very solemn expressions.
"Gone meaning dead." Skinner said with a trembling voice. Mulder looked as if he had been hit in the balls with a bowling ball. He fell back into the bed and took a deep breath.
"How?" Mulder asked shocked. Skinner shook his head sadly.
"She died in labor." Mulder looked even more shocked.
"That is impossible! She is barren!" Mulder said staring up at the four men in front of him.
"You think it was easy for her to except? All of a sudden you are gone then the next moment she finds out she is with child. She was torn between crying her eyes out and jumping for joy." Skinner said sternly. "It was very hard for her. She wanted to rest and take it easy for the baby, but she also could not rest until she found the father. There is so much you have missed over the past year that I do not know where to start." Mulder looked up at him with a blank expression on his face.
"I'm the father?" Mulder asked felling stupid about making such an assumption. Skinner nodded and smiled weakly. "Oh god." Mulder looked around almost panicked.
"The baby is okay. Maggie is looking after it. Right?" Mulder said looking up for reassurance. Skinner looked down to the floor gloomily.
"Dana died right after the baby was born. As the doctors and nurses were trying to revive her a man walked in. He shot the nurse who was taking care of the baby and Maggie. He had a silencer on his gun so no one noticed him in their confusion over Dana. He slipped out almost unnoticed. A male nurse was able to give police a description of the man. The description matched Krycek to a T. We have not found a trace of him or the baby anywhere." Skinner said sadly feeling as though he had failed Mulder. Mulder opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. He was deep within shock. Scully is dead, Maggie is dead, I am a father, and the baby is missing. Kept repeating over and over in his mind. He just sat there and stared at his hands witch were placed over his lap. "Not to worry. We will find her. Sooner rather than later." Skinner said trying to comfort him. Mulder looked up at him as a single tear rolled freely down his left cheek.
"Her?" He asked as his voice caught in his throat at his attempt to speak. Skinner nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I have a daughter?" Skinner nodded. Mulder began to let more tears flow and at the same time he laughed. It was painful even to his ears. Then he thought about what Krycek could be doing to her. "We have to find her. I have to get out of here as soon as possible. I am going to find that fucking bastard and rip him limb from limb!" He yelled in anger at his helplessness. "I have to get her back." He sobbed. ********************************************
Trenton Adoption Center June 14, 2001
A young woman fresh out of college picked up a baby that had recently come under her care. Her age was not known. All the woman knew was that the child had came into their custody under the new law. The mother had said her name was Maya. The young woman, Lisa, picked up the baby and studied her face. She had a full head of curly red hair. She had beautiful green eye's. She had a cute nose that seemed too big for her. Maya had full rose colored lips. Lisa could not see why anyone would want to give her up. She was so adorable it was almost unbearable. She also did not know why no one had adopted her yet. If she were not so financially unstable she would see about adopting Maya herself. All she knew was that God had his reasons. There had to be a very good reason why such a beautiful little girl had not found a home yet.
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July 03, 2001 FBI Headquarters
It was the first day back for Mulder. He had gone crazy looking through every possible lead. He could not sleep. He could not see straight. Grieve lay heavy in his sunken heart. He had not yet begun to mourn over the death of Scully. He had obsessed his time over finding his daughter. His biggest fear was never finding her and holding her. Scully died giving life to her. The least he could do was find her and keep her safe. If he could just look into her eyes once he could die happy. So he sat at his desk. His head hung low in self-defeat. Papers, case studies, field notes, and police reports were tossed here and there across his desk. There was a spot on his desk to the left of him that had escaped being buried. He turned his head to look at it. It looked like someone had poured acid on it. He smiled to himself as he remembered just how that happened. He remembered that he had walked into the office after a meeting with Skinner to find Scully using finger nail polish remover. She was sitting on his desk diligently rubbing her nails to get a god-awful color off of them. When she didn't look up at him. He surprised her by calling out her name. She jumped and in the process spilled some of the remover on his desk. It reacted with the finishing on his desk and made a wonderful acid looking burn mark. He slowly traced the girth of the mark with his finger and slowly made waning circles into the center. The things that reminded him of Scully were every where. And yet he had nothing that could remind him of his own daughter. He was ubiquitous in the search for his kidnapped daughter. Or at least he had been. His body was not fully recovered and he still needed rest. He couldn't be up and all over every lead like he wished to be. He hated his body for not being able to hold up. He hated himself for leaving Scully high and dry. He kept thinking that if he had stayed Scully would still be there beside him smiling and laughing and they would have a wonderful baby girl to be proud of together. That was the way it was meant to be he thought bitterly to himself. He didn't acknowledge Skinner when he came into the office with a fresh cup of coffee and a raisin bagel for him. "I brought you something to eat Mulder." Skinner said dryly in the dusty air of the basement. When Mulder still refused to address him he spoke up. "Agent Mulder you have been on auto drive for the past week. I know you haven't gotten more than a few hours sleep in that entire time and I know you haven't been eating. So as your AD I require that you go home for a few hours get some food in your stomach and rest." Mulder looked up at him angrily.
"And how in the hell is that supposed to find her?" Mulder shot back vindictively. He glared virulently at Skinner. It was enough to make Skinner take a step back. After all, he thought, if it was me I would be in the same place right now.
"If you do not get the proper rest and nourishment you need you will be a hazard on the field to yourself and others thus a liability to me. I am not asking you, but ordering you to get the rest you need. If you don't do as I ask I will be forced to have you thrown off the investigation." Skinner said harshly. Mulder looked up at him with a deep fury in his tormented eyes.
"All right I will go home for a few hours, so long as you contact me as soon as anything develops." Mulder said angrily as he hastily brushed past Skinner and left the room.
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July 04, 2001 Albany New York
Marita made her final preparations before she left her hotel. She was on her way to meet with Mulder. Her contact had been slow in relaying the information that Mulder had been returned to her. She had made a location change at least every other week. She knew that Krycek was hot on her tail. She thought he would have been killed by now, but that was a dreadful miscalculation that nearly cost her everything. She remembered being cornered by him in February. The only thing that saved her was the damn cat that jumped out of nowhere and startled him. He was distracted enough for her to kick the gun out of his hand and flee. She laughed as she flung an overnight bag that carried the few possessions she had on to her shoulder. She left the hotel in a hurry and quickly found a taxi. She could only hope her days of absconding were over now that Mulder was back.
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Mulder's Apartment June 05, 2001
Mulder awoke as his alarm clock went off. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. His new apartment momentarily addled him. It took him a second to realize where he was. He had moved into this apartment two days ago. The lease ran up on his old one and the gunman were kind enough to keep his things. He was almost entirely moved into it. Just a few boxes scattered here and there. He slowly got up and immediately noticed that his head was clearer and his body seemed ready to run a triathlon. As much as he hated to admit it Skinner was right. He needed the rest badly. Now that he was up the first thing that came to his mind was getting back on track and looking for his daughter. He took a quick shower and got dressed in record time. He walked out to his car and speeded down the highway to meet with Skinner.
FBI Headquarters July 05, 2001
Mulder slammed the car door shut and hurried towards the building, but Marita had other plans for him at the moment. She stepped out of her hiding place and confronted him. Their was a pure look of abhor in Mulder's eyes when he seen her.
"What do you want! You know where she is don't you? I bet you helped Krycek out from the beginning! I swear to god if you have harmed her in anyway I'll kill you!" Mulder said furiously as a vein in his forehead protruded with the effort.
"I will answer you, but not here. He could be on to me right now. We need to leave here and find a place where we can talk undisturbed." Marita said unfazed. Mulder remained tenacious with her.
"Why should I do anything you say? How long have you been in all of this? I bet you even had a role in my abduction as well as Scully's." Mulder shot back. "Who are you afraid is on to you? Looks like you did a very good job for them you heartless bitch!" Marita was getting irritated with his rudeness.
"Listen here you son of a bitch! I know where your daughter is, but I can not tell you here. He might be listing. If He finds out he'll get there before you. I can grantee you that." She whispered powerfully. Mulder just gave her one last scrutinizing glance and turned back to his car and gestured for her to follow. She walked over to the car and got in the passenger's side. When she got in he paid her no attention as he started the engine and drove off towards Alexandria. They had gone by Alexandria over two hours ago. They were headed in the direction of Newport News. Marita lost her patience with Mulder's cold shoulder. "I want to explain myself before I revel the location of your daughter." Marita stated breaking the silence between them.
"I want to know where she is now." Mulder said with a surprising calm. If Marita knew any better she would be rather relived at his unexpected coolness. She knew all to well of the fire that was surely raging inside of him. She knew perfectly well that he wanted nothing more than to watch her die a slow painful death. After all she had a part in taking his daughter and killing the grandmother. She helped out in his abduction. She helped ruin everything he held sacred. He had a right to be her judge, jury, and executioner.
"I will tell you, but first let me tell the whole story. Give me that much." Marita asked almost pleadingly. If told other wise she would tell him where Maya was right away, but she felt he needed to hear the entire story. She looked him straight in the eye and seen a desperate father hopelessly seeking his child. For the first time in her life she wanted to take back her actions. For a split second she wanted to cry out for forgiveness. "I promise you she is safe. I made sure of it." Marita said with a shuddering voice. Mulder just nodded his expectance with a slight hesitation.
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Dun, Dun, Dun.... On too part three, hehehe