CHOICES.
DISCLAIMER: I don´t own ´em, wish I did but I don´t. No I don´t mean to break any laws or anything by doing this so please, please spare the life of a poor and struggling would-be author.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is a crossover between CI and Xfiles. Weird I know, but, the story just kinda popped in my head until it had to come out, so please bear with me. Any comments, good, bad or the unknown shade of grey in the middle would be appreciated, if you like you can send them to loshat_4@yahoo.com. The only thing I ask is to please be nice, no need to go ´round name calling and all. Oh and, keep in mind I´m not even from an english speaking country so any grammatical mistakes and such are ones I truly missed (because I check and re-check my work, I promise). Ok enough about me. Thanks for reading.
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She sighed heavily and began pacing the room. This was boring, and getting a little bit exasperating. She went around the entire room and after reaching what had become her sitting spot, she dropped down on the floor. She looked around, not much to see really, not only was the room really really dark, it was also pretty much empty. -Empty except for me..and them.- she thought. She sighed again and got up, she hadn´t gone five steps when a voice came from the end of the room.
"I think it´s been pretty well established that won´t do us any good." It was the cop woman, well the local one anyway. She squinted and could just make out her shape, leaning against the locked door.
"Well, I´m restless...sorry." She went back to her spot and was about to sit down, but then rethought it and decided it was better to just stand. Meanwhile, the one at the door lost all patience and began banging on the door.again. The girl turned her back on her and tried to see something out the small windows about 10 meters up, "I think it´s been pretty well established that won´t do us any good." She said, perfectly mocking the tone which had just been taken with her.
She felt more than saw or heard the woman come near her, "Listen to me, if we ever..."
"Hey! Fighting won´t do anyone any good that´s for sure." It was the other one, the other woman. FBI. She was sitting next to the door and hadn´t spoken for some time. The girl nodded in agreement, although no one could see it, and sat back down. The other woman did the same, silence reigned in the small room once again
-- TWO WEEKS EARLIER. FBI, Washington D.C.
Scully checked her watch for what must´ve been the tenth time in as many minutes. She looked up and smiled politely, "I´m sure he won´t be long." The only response she got was the older man rolling his eyes, again. The younger man seemed to appalled with the state of the office to actually focus and what was being said, the woman stared at the papers and fotos stuck on the wall behind the desk, squinting and twisting her face, apparently trying to decide if what she was reading was correct. Scully checked her watch again, she was just about to get up when Mulder appeared in the doorway. He motioned for her to come outside, the three other people in the room turned and looked him up and down. Scully smiled again and got up. She walked quickly towards Mulder, ready to kill him. She never got a word out.
Three hours later, after a very loud, very embarassing argument with the people who had been previously sitting in their office, Mulder and Scully found themselves on a plane on their way to New York. Mulder was completely elated, he had come across a brand new case, unexplained and without a clear crime, he was in heaven. Scully on the other hand, was more worried this would be another unjustified and costly trip, it wasn´t that she minded charging the trip to the FBI, it was more the pain in the ass that justifying these trips was. She looked over at her partner, he was concentrating on the case file, reading it probably for the hundreth time.
"Mulder, remind me again why I´m here?"
Mulder looked up and stared at her for a few moments, as if trying to find the correct answer, "You didn´t want to come?" Was what finally came out. Scully gave him "a look", he sighed and looked back down at the case file, "A real case Scully, that´s why." Still nothing, he bit his lower lip, "Look you´re not telling me you wanted to stay behind with those people." Scully´s mouth dropped open.
"Those people, Mulder, were ones you yourself insisted on seeing. You arranged for the meeting and then you did not show up on time." Mulder looked almost guilty for a second, "besides, what you call a "real case" I call you avoiding paperwork. We were working real cases Mulder."
"Come on Scully! You´re telling me that some crackpot claiming fairies and pixies made him kidnap his boss is a real case?"
"At least there was clearly a crime comitted. I don´t even see that in this case, and this one has us flying all the way to New York. Just tell me why Mulder."
"Have you read the case file Scully? A twenty three year old boy lies in what appears to be a coma in the hospital, only he should be awake. His sister claims he disappeared off the map nearly six years ago, and all of a sudden he turns up in the hospital."
"Yes Mulder, I still fail to see the crime here. Especially the one that the local police can´t handle."
"Well I don´t agree with you Scully, I mean, how did the boy get hurt? It says right here the doctor can´t explain it, that he is in fact healthier than most and should be up and about. Where did he go six years ago? Why? This wasn´t some criminal Scully. It had to have of been something pretty powerful that dragged him away from his family overnight."
"Mulder, are you suggesting that what? Aliens? The boogey man? The tooth fairy?"
Mulder laughed and shook his head. He had to admit defeat, partly, "OK, fine. Maybe there is no clear crime here, I gotta be honest at this point I don´t even have a theory. It still doesn´t explain why everything seems normal with this kid, even his brain activity, and he´s still out cold."
Scully took the file from her partner and looked throught it absent mindedly. She stopped briefly and took a closer look at the boy´s hospital chart and test results."Mulder where did you get this chart? It´s not part of the actual police file." Mulder just stared back at her and almost shrugged, she sighed and handed it back, "Well he should be up, even his brain functions are normal. What can I tell you Mulder? It´s definately weird, but I don´t think it warrants the FBI getting involved."
-- One Police Plaza.
"I don´t understand what warrants the FBI getting involved in this case. There´s not even evidence of any actual crime." Eames looked up from the file when her only answer was a grunt from her partner. She closed the file and stared at him, expecting an answer. Goren finally looked away from his computer and acknowledged his partner.
"Well there´s no clear cut evidence there wasn´t a crime. It´s worth at least a look."
"We´ve been looking for a week. Besides, like I said, what has the FBI got to do with anything?"
Her partner almost smiled and went back to his computer, "Well I did some checking myself. Turns out it´s not exactly the FBI."
"Well it either is or isn´t."
"Depens how you look at it. There are agents coming and they have taken the time to inform us of their arrival, however, it´s not an investigation the entire FBI, not even their direct superiors, are completely aware of." His partner looked confused, he kept going anyway, knowing she would catch on, "I wouldn´t worry too much. I have a..friend of a friend, says they´ll blame it on aliens and call it a day."
"Aliens? You´re not serious are you?"
"Hmm? Oh yeah...aliens. Little green men,"
A voice interrupted their conversation, "Actually they´re grey." Goren turned around to find a man and woman behind him. They both automatically flipped out badges and introduced themselves, the man walked around Goren´s desk and took Eame´s file, "This the case file?" He didn´t wait for an answer and began looking through it, "The boys medical records...they´re not here."
Eames reached out and took her file back, "No they´re not. They´re not exactly relevant."
"Well I beg to differ, I´d say they are, very important."
"Really, how´s that agent?"
"Well the boy has unexplainable brain activity, caused by, so far, unexplained circumstances."
"Mulder..." It was the FBI woman. She looked at her partner with an annoyed look, "I thought you said you didn´t have a theory."
"Well I don´t Scully....I´m just stating a fact."
Scully looked extremely annoyed at her partner. She finally rolled her eyes and sighed. Eames got up from her desk and extender her hand to the agents, "By the way, I´m Det. Eames, this is my partner, Det. Goren. We´re handling this case."
Mulder was looking through the case file again, Scully shook hands with Eames and Goren. An uncomfortable silence settled between all four, finally Scully cleared her throat "Well, thank you detectives, I´m sure we´ll want to talk to you later but first I´d like to go down to the hospital. I´m not entirely convinced there was even a crime committed here, maybe I can prove that with the boy."
"How exactly would you go about doing that?" asked Eames, genuienly intrigued.
"Well, I am a medical doctor. I can take a look at his records, talk to his doctors...it´s as good a place to start as any." She smiled at the detectives and turned towards the elevator. Mulder didn´t follow, it didn´t take her long to notice and she turned and looked at him, he simply shrugged.
"I´m gonna stay here Scully...I want to talk to Det. Goren and Eames about the case. I´ll meet you down there as soon as I´m done here." Scully did not look pleased but then again, neither did Eames and Goren.
-- COUNTY HOSPITAL.
It had taken Scully all of two hours to talk to all the staff involved in the boy´s arrival and treatment and another hour to actually get a hold of his records. She hadn´t even tried to see the boy yet. She was sitting at the cafeteria, the weak coffee and bad food reminded her of when she was a student. Her mind was starting to wonder on that subject when someone suddenly sat infront of her, getting her dangerously close to a heart attack. The sentiment was quickly replaced by anger and annoyance when she noticed who it was.
"Mulder," she said, dryly, "Please tell me we can go home now."
Mulder smiled, but when it wasn´t returned, he looked down at his hands, "Did you find anything with the boy?"
"Other than the fact that someone has gone to great lengths to make sure no one gets near him...no."
Mulder seemed confused, "What do you mean?"
Scully sighed, closed the chart, got up and started walking away, "I mean, Mulder, that whoever is paying the bill has also made sure he recieves no visitors unless approved by such person. He´s in the Private Care Ward."
"And who is this person?"
"I don´t know Mulder. I had no time to find out, I have spent the last three hours just trying to get a hold of his medical records. The same medical records Mulder, that we already have. As for the doctors and nurses...they all say very, very little. He came in, he was hurt, he´s fine but not conscious. Now Mulder, I feel the need to tell you that we could have learned all of this by staying in Washington and just using the phone. It would have been a lot more pleasant too." She stopped and turned to her partner. Mulder did not look impressed, nor sympathetic. Scully sighed and walked away. He stood there only for a second before going after her. She didn´t turn to look at him when he caught up.
"Look Scully I know you had it rough but, if it´s any consolation, I didn´t have all that much fun either. I found out nothing except that both Detectives Goren and Eames have very short tempers, except Eames doesn´t hide it as well."
Scully looked at him, disbelief pouring out of every pore, "Short tempers Mulder? After what you did there, I was just about ready to kill you myself. What is wrong with you Mulder? You blow off investigations that are important to you, you pick up a case which does not warrant our prescence here and then you finish it all off by acting like an ass with the detectives in charge. Short tempers Mulder? No shit."
Mulder was stunned. It wasn´t often Scully spoke like that, and it was very often that he acted like an idiot. He opened his mouth, hoping to utter some sort of passable excuse. The truth was he was bored and he was tired. He wanted something.challenging. For once, he did not want to know all the answers before he walked into a case. In the end all he could do was shrug his shoulders and look down at his shoes. Scully walked away. This time he didn´t chase her. Meanwhile, Scully, while annoyed at the case, was not one to leave things halfway done. She was going to see the boy.
This was more easily said than done. Nearly another hour had passed before Scully found out where the Private Care Ward was. She also noticed that he was not actually listed on the board of patients. The nurses where no help either. Apparently none of them had access to him and his doctor was out for lunch. Still, Scully found a way around all of this. Maybe the boys name wasn´t listed, but there was a list of about five rooms which were noted to be ocuppied but which had no name. Scully quickly committed the numbers to memory and ignoring the pleading nurses, went inside the ward.
The ward was a specially designed ward for patients who liked their privacy, no one went in or out without identifying themselves at the very least. All the rooms resembled hotel suites rather than hospital facilities, and there was one nurse and however many doctors required per patient. Keeping someone here cost a lot of money. Scully knew she had to hurry, it was only a matter of time before the nurse wised up and called security, if she hadn´t done so already, she had a feeling flashing her badge wouldn´t exactly help her in this case. Fortunately, it only took two doors to find who she was looking for.
The plaque outside the room didn´t have a name, but it did have initials: "S. H." She knew she was in the right room because as soon as she poked her head through the door, she saw only a young man lying in bed. No machines, no heart monitor, no IV, nothing. She shut the door behind her and walked over to the foot of his bed, where his chart was...missing.
"Damnit" she swore, she started looking around, at least trying to come up with something worthwhile, after all she had just technically broken into this boy´s room. She was starting to get the feeling she was being watched when her cell phone rang. She jumped and answered, still whispering. "Scully."
"It´s me."
"Mulder...look this isn´t the best time..."
"I found something Scully. Listen to this...according to the police report the detectives spoke to a girl claiming to be this boys sister but she gave no name or anything, she only said he was going to be fine and asked that the investigation be dropped. This didn´t sit quite right I mean what kind of a caring and loving sister takes comfort in not knowing what happened to her brother? Especially after she hadn´t seen him in six or so years."
Scully was starting to get nervous, really nervous, "Look Mulder if there´s a point..."
"I´m getting there Scully. Like I said this didn´t sound right so I went ahead and did some digging. Turns out that there where two other people involved in the accident..."
"Accident? Mulder what accident?"
"A car crash...anyways...I tracked down the records of incoming patients that night, there was only one car crash, and other than the boy, an older man and woman where brought in with him. They did a lot worse that the boy, the man had a broken leg and the woman was in surgery for three hours, they´re still admitted but see the girl, the sister, she showed up claiming this boy, so the good detectives didn´t think to check any further into his next of kin."
Scully thought she heard something and turned around. No one was there, "Mulder your point."
"Well...I checked with these people they´re not under guard. In fact they claim to be the grandparents of one Sean Hovens, the boy who was brought in. They said they hadn´t heard anything and had simply assumed the worse. But that´s not the best part Scully, here it is: As far as Sean´s grandparents are concerned, he didn´t drop off the map six years ago, he moved away but he never dissapeared and...he never had a sister."
Everything then slowed down for Scully. She was processing the information, what it meant and how it helped them, at the same time she was still hoping to God Mulder would hang up the phone so she could slip out and then, she saw a shadow moving across the wall. She turned in time to see someone running out of the room, without even thinking about it, she hung up the phone and ran outside.
She got a clear view of the person running away, it was a girl. Dark brown hair, jeans and tennis shoes and a black t-shirt. She was running fast too, Scully took off after her. The girl turned right at the end of the hall and opened a door. Scully reached it before it closed, the stairs. The girl took the stairs two or three at a time, Scully was not gaining on her. The girl kept going, she ran all of the seven floors before opening the door and exiting the stairs. The door led to the lobby, from there it was a short distance to the door and once outside she could easily loose Scully. Lucky for her the girl bumped into Det. Goren just as she was coming out the door.
DISCLAIMER: I don´t own ´em, wish I did but I don´t. No I don´t mean to break any laws or anything by doing this so please, please spare the life of a poor and struggling would-be author.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is a crossover between CI and Xfiles. Weird I know, but, the story just kinda popped in my head until it had to come out, so please bear with me. Any comments, good, bad or the unknown shade of grey in the middle would be appreciated, if you like you can send them to loshat_4@yahoo.com. The only thing I ask is to please be nice, no need to go ´round name calling and all. Oh and, keep in mind I´m not even from an english speaking country so any grammatical mistakes and such are ones I truly missed (because I check and re-check my work, I promise). Ok enough about me. Thanks for reading.
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She sighed heavily and began pacing the room. This was boring, and getting a little bit exasperating. She went around the entire room and after reaching what had become her sitting spot, she dropped down on the floor. She looked around, not much to see really, not only was the room really really dark, it was also pretty much empty. -Empty except for me..and them.- she thought. She sighed again and got up, she hadn´t gone five steps when a voice came from the end of the room.
"I think it´s been pretty well established that won´t do us any good." It was the cop woman, well the local one anyway. She squinted and could just make out her shape, leaning against the locked door.
"Well, I´m restless...sorry." She went back to her spot and was about to sit down, but then rethought it and decided it was better to just stand. Meanwhile, the one at the door lost all patience and began banging on the door.again. The girl turned her back on her and tried to see something out the small windows about 10 meters up, "I think it´s been pretty well established that won´t do us any good." She said, perfectly mocking the tone which had just been taken with her.
She felt more than saw or heard the woman come near her, "Listen to me, if we ever..."
"Hey! Fighting won´t do anyone any good that´s for sure." It was the other one, the other woman. FBI. She was sitting next to the door and hadn´t spoken for some time. The girl nodded in agreement, although no one could see it, and sat back down. The other woman did the same, silence reigned in the small room once again
-- TWO WEEKS EARLIER. FBI, Washington D.C.
Scully checked her watch for what must´ve been the tenth time in as many minutes. She looked up and smiled politely, "I´m sure he won´t be long." The only response she got was the older man rolling his eyes, again. The younger man seemed to appalled with the state of the office to actually focus and what was being said, the woman stared at the papers and fotos stuck on the wall behind the desk, squinting and twisting her face, apparently trying to decide if what she was reading was correct. Scully checked her watch again, she was just about to get up when Mulder appeared in the doorway. He motioned for her to come outside, the three other people in the room turned and looked him up and down. Scully smiled again and got up. She walked quickly towards Mulder, ready to kill him. She never got a word out.
Three hours later, after a very loud, very embarassing argument with the people who had been previously sitting in their office, Mulder and Scully found themselves on a plane on their way to New York. Mulder was completely elated, he had come across a brand new case, unexplained and without a clear crime, he was in heaven. Scully on the other hand, was more worried this would be another unjustified and costly trip, it wasn´t that she minded charging the trip to the FBI, it was more the pain in the ass that justifying these trips was. She looked over at her partner, he was concentrating on the case file, reading it probably for the hundreth time.
"Mulder, remind me again why I´m here?"
Mulder looked up and stared at her for a few moments, as if trying to find the correct answer, "You didn´t want to come?" Was what finally came out. Scully gave him "a look", he sighed and looked back down at the case file, "A real case Scully, that´s why." Still nothing, he bit his lower lip, "Look you´re not telling me you wanted to stay behind with those people." Scully´s mouth dropped open.
"Those people, Mulder, were ones you yourself insisted on seeing. You arranged for the meeting and then you did not show up on time." Mulder looked almost guilty for a second, "besides, what you call a "real case" I call you avoiding paperwork. We were working real cases Mulder."
"Come on Scully! You´re telling me that some crackpot claiming fairies and pixies made him kidnap his boss is a real case?"
"At least there was clearly a crime comitted. I don´t even see that in this case, and this one has us flying all the way to New York. Just tell me why Mulder."
"Have you read the case file Scully? A twenty three year old boy lies in what appears to be a coma in the hospital, only he should be awake. His sister claims he disappeared off the map nearly six years ago, and all of a sudden he turns up in the hospital."
"Yes Mulder, I still fail to see the crime here. Especially the one that the local police can´t handle."
"Well I don´t agree with you Scully, I mean, how did the boy get hurt? It says right here the doctor can´t explain it, that he is in fact healthier than most and should be up and about. Where did he go six years ago? Why? This wasn´t some criminal Scully. It had to have of been something pretty powerful that dragged him away from his family overnight."
"Mulder, are you suggesting that what? Aliens? The boogey man? The tooth fairy?"
Mulder laughed and shook his head. He had to admit defeat, partly, "OK, fine. Maybe there is no clear crime here, I gotta be honest at this point I don´t even have a theory. It still doesn´t explain why everything seems normal with this kid, even his brain activity, and he´s still out cold."
Scully took the file from her partner and looked throught it absent mindedly. She stopped briefly and took a closer look at the boy´s hospital chart and test results."Mulder where did you get this chart? It´s not part of the actual police file." Mulder just stared back at her and almost shrugged, she sighed and handed it back, "Well he should be up, even his brain functions are normal. What can I tell you Mulder? It´s definately weird, but I don´t think it warrants the FBI getting involved."
-- One Police Plaza.
"I don´t understand what warrants the FBI getting involved in this case. There´s not even evidence of any actual crime." Eames looked up from the file when her only answer was a grunt from her partner. She closed the file and stared at him, expecting an answer. Goren finally looked away from his computer and acknowledged his partner.
"Well there´s no clear cut evidence there wasn´t a crime. It´s worth at least a look."
"We´ve been looking for a week. Besides, like I said, what has the FBI got to do with anything?"
Her partner almost smiled and went back to his computer, "Well I did some checking myself. Turns out it´s not exactly the FBI."
"Well it either is or isn´t."
"Depens how you look at it. There are agents coming and they have taken the time to inform us of their arrival, however, it´s not an investigation the entire FBI, not even their direct superiors, are completely aware of." His partner looked confused, he kept going anyway, knowing she would catch on, "I wouldn´t worry too much. I have a..friend of a friend, says they´ll blame it on aliens and call it a day."
"Aliens? You´re not serious are you?"
"Hmm? Oh yeah...aliens. Little green men,"
A voice interrupted their conversation, "Actually they´re grey." Goren turned around to find a man and woman behind him. They both automatically flipped out badges and introduced themselves, the man walked around Goren´s desk and took Eame´s file, "This the case file?" He didn´t wait for an answer and began looking through it, "The boys medical records...they´re not here."
Eames reached out and took her file back, "No they´re not. They´re not exactly relevant."
"Well I beg to differ, I´d say they are, very important."
"Really, how´s that agent?"
"Well the boy has unexplainable brain activity, caused by, so far, unexplained circumstances."
"Mulder..." It was the FBI woman. She looked at her partner with an annoyed look, "I thought you said you didn´t have a theory."
"Well I don´t Scully....I´m just stating a fact."
Scully looked extremely annoyed at her partner. She finally rolled her eyes and sighed. Eames got up from her desk and extender her hand to the agents, "By the way, I´m Det. Eames, this is my partner, Det. Goren. We´re handling this case."
Mulder was looking through the case file again, Scully shook hands with Eames and Goren. An uncomfortable silence settled between all four, finally Scully cleared her throat "Well, thank you detectives, I´m sure we´ll want to talk to you later but first I´d like to go down to the hospital. I´m not entirely convinced there was even a crime committed here, maybe I can prove that with the boy."
"How exactly would you go about doing that?" asked Eames, genuienly intrigued.
"Well, I am a medical doctor. I can take a look at his records, talk to his doctors...it´s as good a place to start as any." She smiled at the detectives and turned towards the elevator. Mulder didn´t follow, it didn´t take her long to notice and she turned and looked at him, he simply shrugged.
"I´m gonna stay here Scully...I want to talk to Det. Goren and Eames about the case. I´ll meet you down there as soon as I´m done here." Scully did not look pleased but then again, neither did Eames and Goren.
-- COUNTY HOSPITAL.
It had taken Scully all of two hours to talk to all the staff involved in the boy´s arrival and treatment and another hour to actually get a hold of his records. She hadn´t even tried to see the boy yet. She was sitting at the cafeteria, the weak coffee and bad food reminded her of when she was a student. Her mind was starting to wonder on that subject when someone suddenly sat infront of her, getting her dangerously close to a heart attack. The sentiment was quickly replaced by anger and annoyance when she noticed who it was.
"Mulder," she said, dryly, "Please tell me we can go home now."
Mulder smiled, but when it wasn´t returned, he looked down at his hands, "Did you find anything with the boy?"
"Other than the fact that someone has gone to great lengths to make sure no one gets near him...no."
Mulder seemed confused, "What do you mean?"
Scully sighed, closed the chart, got up and started walking away, "I mean, Mulder, that whoever is paying the bill has also made sure he recieves no visitors unless approved by such person. He´s in the Private Care Ward."
"And who is this person?"
"I don´t know Mulder. I had no time to find out, I have spent the last three hours just trying to get a hold of his medical records. The same medical records Mulder, that we already have. As for the doctors and nurses...they all say very, very little. He came in, he was hurt, he´s fine but not conscious. Now Mulder, I feel the need to tell you that we could have learned all of this by staying in Washington and just using the phone. It would have been a lot more pleasant too." She stopped and turned to her partner. Mulder did not look impressed, nor sympathetic. Scully sighed and walked away. He stood there only for a second before going after her. She didn´t turn to look at him when he caught up.
"Look Scully I know you had it rough but, if it´s any consolation, I didn´t have all that much fun either. I found out nothing except that both Detectives Goren and Eames have very short tempers, except Eames doesn´t hide it as well."
Scully looked at him, disbelief pouring out of every pore, "Short tempers Mulder? After what you did there, I was just about ready to kill you myself. What is wrong with you Mulder? You blow off investigations that are important to you, you pick up a case which does not warrant our prescence here and then you finish it all off by acting like an ass with the detectives in charge. Short tempers Mulder? No shit."
Mulder was stunned. It wasn´t often Scully spoke like that, and it was very often that he acted like an idiot. He opened his mouth, hoping to utter some sort of passable excuse. The truth was he was bored and he was tired. He wanted something.challenging. For once, he did not want to know all the answers before he walked into a case. In the end all he could do was shrug his shoulders and look down at his shoes. Scully walked away. This time he didn´t chase her. Meanwhile, Scully, while annoyed at the case, was not one to leave things halfway done. She was going to see the boy.
This was more easily said than done. Nearly another hour had passed before Scully found out where the Private Care Ward was. She also noticed that he was not actually listed on the board of patients. The nurses where no help either. Apparently none of them had access to him and his doctor was out for lunch. Still, Scully found a way around all of this. Maybe the boys name wasn´t listed, but there was a list of about five rooms which were noted to be ocuppied but which had no name. Scully quickly committed the numbers to memory and ignoring the pleading nurses, went inside the ward.
The ward was a specially designed ward for patients who liked their privacy, no one went in or out without identifying themselves at the very least. All the rooms resembled hotel suites rather than hospital facilities, and there was one nurse and however many doctors required per patient. Keeping someone here cost a lot of money. Scully knew she had to hurry, it was only a matter of time before the nurse wised up and called security, if she hadn´t done so already, she had a feeling flashing her badge wouldn´t exactly help her in this case. Fortunately, it only took two doors to find who she was looking for.
The plaque outside the room didn´t have a name, but it did have initials: "S. H." She knew she was in the right room because as soon as she poked her head through the door, she saw only a young man lying in bed. No machines, no heart monitor, no IV, nothing. She shut the door behind her and walked over to the foot of his bed, where his chart was...missing.
"Damnit" she swore, she started looking around, at least trying to come up with something worthwhile, after all she had just technically broken into this boy´s room. She was starting to get the feeling she was being watched when her cell phone rang. She jumped and answered, still whispering. "Scully."
"It´s me."
"Mulder...look this isn´t the best time..."
"I found something Scully. Listen to this...according to the police report the detectives spoke to a girl claiming to be this boys sister but she gave no name or anything, she only said he was going to be fine and asked that the investigation be dropped. This didn´t sit quite right I mean what kind of a caring and loving sister takes comfort in not knowing what happened to her brother? Especially after she hadn´t seen him in six or so years."
Scully was starting to get nervous, really nervous, "Look Mulder if there´s a point..."
"I´m getting there Scully. Like I said this didn´t sound right so I went ahead and did some digging. Turns out that there where two other people involved in the accident..."
"Accident? Mulder what accident?"
"A car crash...anyways...I tracked down the records of incoming patients that night, there was only one car crash, and other than the boy, an older man and woman where brought in with him. They did a lot worse that the boy, the man had a broken leg and the woman was in surgery for three hours, they´re still admitted but see the girl, the sister, she showed up claiming this boy, so the good detectives didn´t think to check any further into his next of kin."
Scully thought she heard something and turned around. No one was there, "Mulder your point."
"Well...I checked with these people they´re not under guard. In fact they claim to be the grandparents of one Sean Hovens, the boy who was brought in. They said they hadn´t heard anything and had simply assumed the worse. But that´s not the best part Scully, here it is: As far as Sean´s grandparents are concerned, he didn´t drop off the map six years ago, he moved away but he never dissapeared and...he never had a sister."
Everything then slowed down for Scully. She was processing the information, what it meant and how it helped them, at the same time she was still hoping to God Mulder would hang up the phone so she could slip out and then, she saw a shadow moving across the wall. She turned in time to see someone running out of the room, without even thinking about it, she hung up the phone and ran outside.
She got a clear view of the person running away, it was a girl. Dark brown hair, jeans and tennis shoes and a black t-shirt. She was running fast too, Scully took off after her. The girl turned right at the end of the hall and opened a door. Scully reached it before it closed, the stairs. The girl took the stairs two or three at a time, Scully was not gaining on her. The girl kept going, she ran all of the seven floors before opening the door and exiting the stairs. The door led to the lobby, from there it was a short distance to the door and once outside she could easily loose Scully. Lucky for her the girl bumped into Det. Goren just as she was coming out the door.