Episode 10 x 1
Suspicion of Murder
Part I Letter from the author: This episode is supposed to be set after the ninth season and into the imaginary tenth season. I intend to try my hardest to have the episode represent the continuation of the story and to further the alien conspiracy. I have not had the chance, unfortunately, to view the entire series but I will attempt to keep specific details as accurate as possible.
Opening Scene: 1:34 am November 7th, 2003 Northern Michigan
Two dark figures creep across a seemingly abandoned parking lot, a broken street lamp flickering on the left side of the lot. The only sound that can be heard is the light wind through the trees on the other side of the road beyond the lot and the whispers of the two figures. A close up reveals the backs of a tall man and a shorter woman. The cold wind curls the steam of their breath and the falling leaves around them.
We pull back to see that the two people were slowly and cautiously making their way to an old car. The parking lot was that of a roadside motel with a buzzing neon sign reading "Black Bear Motel." The motel itself looks abandoned except for a light on in the motel office.
The man and woman throw some luggage quickly into the trunk and enter the car. The doors slam shut and the engine starts and it slowly pulls forward. Suddenly out of no where appears a familiar man, familiar of course because he is an alien-human hybrid, a clone.
"Shit!" says a familiar voice from inside the car. The man, the driver of the car, slams on the accelerator and the car speeds towards the clone. Before the old Chevy can reach it, it pulls out a gun and fires three shots. The clone doesn't move until the left front side slams into it and flings it into the air, landing a few yards away.
The car speeds off at full speed down the lonely road. Before the car even gets twenty yards away the shooter has recovered himself and runs after it. The shooter is revealed to be male with brown hair and incredible speed. Two more shots are fired one hitting the license plate and knocking it clean off. The other hits the right back tire and the car spins out of control.
The man with the gun walks briskly towards the car, and we see the driver desperately trying to turn the car around. The car finally stops spinning as the shooter reaches it. The brake lights show as the car swiftly switches to reverse, rams into the shooter then shifts gears and peals off.
Now we look into the car to see Mulder driving full speed down the road into the starry night sky. "Scully?" he says with deathly worry in his voice.
No reply, "Scully?" he says again taking his eyes off the road to look at the front passenger seat.
Sitting beside him is a rather limp Scully with a shot to her left chest. Her white shirt is stained with a patch of blood and her eyes are closed. Then Mulder screams, "No!"
~This would be were the theme song would come in, followed by some annoying
adds. ~
"Scully?!" repeated Mulder.
"Uhh?" said Scully in a weak, quiet voice.
Mulder had stopped the car on the side of the road and had leaned over to Scully. She was bleeding badly and he had no clue what to do.
"Scully talk to me!" he said worriedly, "What happened?"
"I-got shot Mulder." she said shortly.
"Obviously, but-but what do I do?"
"Don't be so brainless Mulder."
He nearly laughed at this comment and then his concerned face returned when she winced. She slowly pulled herself upright in the chair and then continued in a staggered voice, "Get a piece of. cloth, or a towel anything. to stop the bleeding."
"Did it go clean through?" he asked his concern no longer blocking his intelligence.
"Yeah I think so. but I'd rather not. think about that right now. Mulder?"
"Yes Scully" he said softly touching her cheek.
"You've got to get. me to a. Ahhh!" she screamed in pain as he tied a dress shirt around her as a bandage.
"You okay?"
"Yes.you've got to get me to a hospital."
"What if they find us? I'm still a fugitive Scully, and they won't let you live either, not with what you know. Besides we're in the middle of nowhere. Shit! What are we going to do!?"
She lifted her hand and touched his face as she stared into his eyes; they were filled with as much pain as her's. She ran her hand through his hair affectionately. Her eyes moved as she searched his seeming to try and read his thoughts.
"Mulder. I-"
"This is all my fault!" he said interrupting her "I should have gone straight to Canada as soon as I escaped. We should have hid as soon as we got in that car. If we had we wouldn't be in this damn situation! Then you wouldn't have to know about the terrible future!'
"No, Mulder. We needed to go to New Mexico, I would have found out eventually."
"But all this time for over a year that we've been racing around the country searching for answers! Why didn't we just leave!?"
"Mulder we've been racing around the country for years, ever since I met you. But I don't regret any of it. You've been searching for answers and you been teaching me to ask questions. All this time the truth gets harder and harder to accept, but there's still hope, there's still hope."
"Scully!" he said raising his voice as she closed her eyes.
Now the seat had been set back so that Scully was lying down with Mulder stretched across to her at her side. Her body began to relax as he softly kissed her and turned to start the car. The engine started reluctantly as he turned the key and sped off down the wet road, for it had began to rain.
4:38 am St. Mary's Hospital, Mackinaw City, MI.
The sound of clicking and beeping of hospital machinery surrounded the room as Mulder held Scully's hand as she lay unconscious on the hospital bed. He looked around constantly, not even trusting the nurses or the doctors. Scully lay peacefully on the bed non-responsive to Mulder's talk.
He squeezed her hand and whispered to her "You hold on. Man, I can't even count how many times I've had to say that to you or that you've had to say it to me. I only wish that could have protected you better or that we weren't even in this whole mess-"
"Excuse me Sir?" said a friendly looking nurse with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Yes?" he said startled, he had not heard her come into the room, "What?"
"You're going to have to fill out these forms. We can't treat this patient until you at least give us her name and address. By the way you were talking to her I suppose you are her husband?"
"Ah. no." he said grabbing the clip board she held out to him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just the way you look at her. I just supposed." she then turned slowly and left.
"What am I going to do about these forms?" he thought out loud as he sat back down. He looked at her for a long time and then began to scribble names and numbers on the paper. He wrote "Dana Williams" for her name and a bunch of other made up names and such.
As soon as he finished he left the room and went to the payphone. As he dialed he looked back nervously at the door of her room. Then he spoke as they picked up "Mick? Yeah, it's me. I need a favor. Yeah. I've got to get to Canada. But I don't want anyone to know about it. Yeah, ASAP."
5:06 am
Scully was still unconscious on the hospital bed as a nurse came in to check on her. The nurse checked some machines, switched the IV and wrote down some notes. She looked in the corner of the room to see the empty chair, Mulder was gone. Just as she turned to leave the shades to the window went down and the room went dark as the lights switched off.
Her face filled with panic as the figure of a strange man step forward in the darkness. Before she could move he had grabbed her by the arm and thrown her into the wall. The nurse lay sprawled on the floor beside the wall, head bleeding and unconscious.
The man then continued to walk over to the bed, and pull out a syringe with 20ccs of a blue liquid. As he went to inject it into her IV she turned over and awoke, "Is that you Mulder? What are you doing?"
The stranger continued to inject the liquid into the IV and then turn to leave. Scully began to panic as she realized that it was not Mulder, "What have you done? Who the hell are you?"
The stranger then left the room without another word. Scully looked at the IV nervously, "This man's trying to kill me. Where's Mulder?" she thought aloud.
"Nurse!" she screamed as she tried to rip the IV out of her.
The nurse came in and saw what she was doing and held her down saying, "You're still too ill to be moving about! Calm down Ms. Williams."
Scully had a surprised and confused look on her face, "Ms. Williams?" she thought out loud. Then she began to settle saying, "Nurse there was a man in here he injected something into the IV! You've got to switch it now; he's trying to kill me."
"Don't be silly, the only person who's been in your room is me, the other nurse and that friend of yours, he didn't give his name."
"Damn it lady! You've got to change it; you don't understand they're out to kill us."
"Who? You can't be serious! I think you overworked yourself. You lie down now and rest, everything's going to be fine."
"You don't get it lady, just look over there!" she said pointing to the corner where the nurse lay bloody.
"Oh my God!"
6:45am
Mulder walked briskly into the hospital as he jumped out of a van that came to a screeching stop. He ran quickly as he heard a voice on the intercom say "Code Blue in room 315 all available staff report to room 315. Code Blue."
"Scully!" said as he ran.
He was nearly to her room when he saw some cops walk in the door of her room. He dodged into another room to avoid being seen. When the cost was clear he peaked out to see the doctors bringing out a dead body and one cop talking to a nurse. He slowly made his way toward her room trying hard not to be seen by anyone.
The cop finished his questions and a nurse took the body on a stretcher down the hall. Mulder followed her for Scully's room was filled with crime scene investigators and he thought that it was Scully who was dead. The nurse wheeled the body into an empty morgue and left it in the middle of the room.
As soon as she had left Mulder walked in and looked gravely upon the body. It was covered of course by a sheet and when he lifted it to see a stranger's face a feeling of relief filled his face.
"But what the hell happened?"
8:38 am
Scully awoke inside the empty hospital room; Mulder is nowhere to be found. She looked outside the window into the hall to see doctors busily running about.
The door slowly swung open and Mulder stepped inside, he had finally been able to sneak into the room. He noticed that she was awake and he said "What the hell happened Scully?"
Her face filled with confusion as he spoke to her, "Who are you?"
He was very startled with her question and said with fear in his voice, for he expected this was brought on by someone's intervention, "You don't know who I am? It's me Mulder, you know me."
"No I don't and why do you keep calling me Scully? My name's Ms. Williams."
He looked at her with pain and anguish in his eyes. He was confused and angry someone had done this to her. "But why hadn't they just killed her?" he asked himself.
He left the room to talk to the nurse, "What happened to her?"
"We don't know, but someone was trying to hurt her or kill her."
"Well I know that Damn it! But what did they do?" he said filling with rage.
"Well" she said timidly "We don't know for sure. Nothing appears to be wrong, except for her memory loss; we had to tell her who she was and everything."
"But how did this happen?!"
"Well I came into her room two hours ago when she had screamed for me. I thought she had been delirious, she kept saying that someone was trying to kill her. I didn't believe her until she pointed to a nurse who had been killed."
"Yes?" he said signaling for her to continue.
"Well the doctors tried to revive her but she was gone." she said sadly "So we checked the IV like Ms. Williams had asked, but whatever had been in it had already taken affect. She didn't even recognize her name when I had first came into the room. By the time we were able to replace the IV half of the injected fluid had gone through her system. As far as the doctors can tell it was some sort of drug that reduces brain activity. They think that it was intended to kill off enough of her brain to kill her."
At this she looked at him but his mood had only worsened and he asked "Will her memory ever come back?"
"We don't believe so. The chances that the part of her brain with the memory cells can completely grow back are next to nothing. Doctor Watson as well as Doctor Peterson say that it is impossible for her to gain all of her memory back. She seems to only remember basic skills. She can't remember names of her family, where she lives, or even why she's here."
At this he looked up at her, she had a suspicious look on her face as she said, "As a matter of fact, we don't even know why she's here. The cops had a few questions for you. Like how did she get shot? And why did you disappear when this happened? You're their prime suspect."
At this Mulder turned to run, but it was useless for before he could run even a few feet a loud and strange voice said behind him, "Stop!"
He turned to see a two cops pointing there guns at him and as he raised his hands they continued "Fox William Mulder you're under arrest for suspicion of murder!"
* To Be Continued *
Suspicion of Murder
Part I Letter from the author: This episode is supposed to be set after the ninth season and into the imaginary tenth season. I intend to try my hardest to have the episode represent the continuation of the story and to further the alien conspiracy. I have not had the chance, unfortunately, to view the entire series but I will attempt to keep specific details as accurate as possible.
Opening Scene: 1:34 am November 7th, 2003 Northern Michigan
Two dark figures creep across a seemingly abandoned parking lot, a broken street lamp flickering on the left side of the lot. The only sound that can be heard is the light wind through the trees on the other side of the road beyond the lot and the whispers of the two figures. A close up reveals the backs of a tall man and a shorter woman. The cold wind curls the steam of their breath and the falling leaves around them.
We pull back to see that the two people were slowly and cautiously making their way to an old car. The parking lot was that of a roadside motel with a buzzing neon sign reading "Black Bear Motel." The motel itself looks abandoned except for a light on in the motel office.
The man and woman throw some luggage quickly into the trunk and enter the car. The doors slam shut and the engine starts and it slowly pulls forward. Suddenly out of no where appears a familiar man, familiar of course because he is an alien-human hybrid, a clone.
"Shit!" says a familiar voice from inside the car. The man, the driver of the car, slams on the accelerator and the car speeds towards the clone. Before the old Chevy can reach it, it pulls out a gun and fires three shots. The clone doesn't move until the left front side slams into it and flings it into the air, landing a few yards away.
The car speeds off at full speed down the lonely road. Before the car even gets twenty yards away the shooter has recovered himself and runs after it. The shooter is revealed to be male with brown hair and incredible speed. Two more shots are fired one hitting the license plate and knocking it clean off. The other hits the right back tire and the car spins out of control.
The man with the gun walks briskly towards the car, and we see the driver desperately trying to turn the car around. The car finally stops spinning as the shooter reaches it. The brake lights show as the car swiftly switches to reverse, rams into the shooter then shifts gears and peals off.
Now we look into the car to see Mulder driving full speed down the road into the starry night sky. "Scully?" he says with deathly worry in his voice.
No reply, "Scully?" he says again taking his eyes off the road to look at the front passenger seat.
Sitting beside him is a rather limp Scully with a shot to her left chest. Her white shirt is stained with a patch of blood and her eyes are closed. Then Mulder screams, "No!"
~This would be were the theme song would come in, followed by some annoying
adds. ~
"Scully?!" repeated Mulder.
"Uhh?" said Scully in a weak, quiet voice.
Mulder had stopped the car on the side of the road and had leaned over to Scully. She was bleeding badly and he had no clue what to do.
"Scully talk to me!" he said worriedly, "What happened?"
"I-got shot Mulder." she said shortly.
"Obviously, but-but what do I do?"
"Don't be so brainless Mulder."
He nearly laughed at this comment and then his concerned face returned when she winced. She slowly pulled herself upright in the chair and then continued in a staggered voice, "Get a piece of. cloth, or a towel anything. to stop the bleeding."
"Did it go clean through?" he asked his concern no longer blocking his intelligence.
"Yeah I think so. but I'd rather not. think about that right now. Mulder?"
"Yes Scully" he said softly touching her cheek.
"You've got to get. me to a. Ahhh!" she screamed in pain as he tied a dress shirt around her as a bandage.
"You okay?"
"Yes.you've got to get me to a hospital."
"What if they find us? I'm still a fugitive Scully, and they won't let you live either, not with what you know. Besides we're in the middle of nowhere. Shit! What are we going to do!?"
She lifted her hand and touched his face as she stared into his eyes; they were filled with as much pain as her's. She ran her hand through his hair affectionately. Her eyes moved as she searched his seeming to try and read his thoughts.
"Mulder. I-"
"This is all my fault!" he said interrupting her "I should have gone straight to Canada as soon as I escaped. We should have hid as soon as we got in that car. If we had we wouldn't be in this damn situation! Then you wouldn't have to know about the terrible future!'
"No, Mulder. We needed to go to New Mexico, I would have found out eventually."
"But all this time for over a year that we've been racing around the country searching for answers! Why didn't we just leave!?"
"Mulder we've been racing around the country for years, ever since I met you. But I don't regret any of it. You've been searching for answers and you been teaching me to ask questions. All this time the truth gets harder and harder to accept, but there's still hope, there's still hope."
"Scully!" he said raising his voice as she closed her eyes.
Now the seat had been set back so that Scully was lying down with Mulder stretched across to her at her side. Her body began to relax as he softly kissed her and turned to start the car. The engine started reluctantly as he turned the key and sped off down the wet road, for it had began to rain.
4:38 am St. Mary's Hospital, Mackinaw City, MI.
The sound of clicking and beeping of hospital machinery surrounded the room as Mulder held Scully's hand as she lay unconscious on the hospital bed. He looked around constantly, not even trusting the nurses or the doctors. Scully lay peacefully on the bed non-responsive to Mulder's talk.
He squeezed her hand and whispered to her "You hold on. Man, I can't even count how many times I've had to say that to you or that you've had to say it to me. I only wish that could have protected you better or that we weren't even in this whole mess-"
"Excuse me Sir?" said a friendly looking nurse with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Yes?" he said startled, he had not heard her come into the room, "What?"
"You're going to have to fill out these forms. We can't treat this patient until you at least give us her name and address. By the way you were talking to her I suppose you are her husband?"
"Ah. no." he said grabbing the clip board she held out to him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just the way you look at her. I just supposed." she then turned slowly and left.
"What am I going to do about these forms?" he thought out loud as he sat back down. He looked at her for a long time and then began to scribble names and numbers on the paper. He wrote "Dana Williams" for her name and a bunch of other made up names and such.
As soon as he finished he left the room and went to the payphone. As he dialed he looked back nervously at the door of her room. Then he spoke as they picked up "Mick? Yeah, it's me. I need a favor. Yeah. I've got to get to Canada. But I don't want anyone to know about it. Yeah, ASAP."
5:06 am
Scully was still unconscious on the hospital bed as a nurse came in to check on her. The nurse checked some machines, switched the IV and wrote down some notes. She looked in the corner of the room to see the empty chair, Mulder was gone. Just as she turned to leave the shades to the window went down and the room went dark as the lights switched off.
Her face filled with panic as the figure of a strange man step forward in the darkness. Before she could move he had grabbed her by the arm and thrown her into the wall. The nurse lay sprawled on the floor beside the wall, head bleeding and unconscious.
The man then continued to walk over to the bed, and pull out a syringe with 20ccs of a blue liquid. As he went to inject it into her IV she turned over and awoke, "Is that you Mulder? What are you doing?"
The stranger continued to inject the liquid into the IV and then turn to leave. Scully began to panic as she realized that it was not Mulder, "What have you done? Who the hell are you?"
The stranger then left the room without another word. Scully looked at the IV nervously, "This man's trying to kill me. Where's Mulder?" she thought aloud.
"Nurse!" she screamed as she tried to rip the IV out of her.
The nurse came in and saw what she was doing and held her down saying, "You're still too ill to be moving about! Calm down Ms. Williams."
Scully had a surprised and confused look on her face, "Ms. Williams?" she thought out loud. Then she began to settle saying, "Nurse there was a man in here he injected something into the IV! You've got to switch it now; he's trying to kill me."
"Don't be silly, the only person who's been in your room is me, the other nurse and that friend of yours, he didn't give his name."
"Damn it lady! You've got to change it; you don't understand they're out to kill us."
"Who? You can't be serious! I think you overworked yourself. You lie down now and rest, everything's going to be fine."
"You don't get it lady, just look over there!" she said pointing to the corner where the nurse lay bloody.
"Oh my God!"
6:45am
Mulder walked briskly into the hospital as he jumped out of a van that came to a screeching stop. He ran quickly as he heard a voice on the intercom say "Code Blue in room 315 all available staff report to room 315. Code Blue."
"Scully!" said as he ran.
He was nearly to her room when he saw some cops walk in the door of her room. He dodged into another room to avoid being seen. When the cost was clear he peaked out to see the doctors bringing out a dead body and one cop talking to a nurse. He slowly made his way toward her room trying hard not to be seen by anyone.
The cop finished his questions and a nurse took the body on a stretcher down the hall. Mulder followed her for Scully's room was filled with crime scene investigators and he thought that it was Scully who was dead. The nurse wheeled the body into an empty morgue and left it in the middle of the room.
As soon as she had left Mulder walked in and looked gravely upon the body. It was covered of course by a sheet and when he lifted it to see a stranger's face a feeling of relief filled his face.
"But what the hell happened?"
8:38 am
Scully awoke inside the empty hospital room; Mulder is nowhere to be found. She looked outside the window into the hall to see doctors busily running about.
The door slowly swung open and Mulder stepped inside, he had finally been able to sneak into the room. He noticed that she was awake and he said "What the hell happened Scully?"
Her face filled with confusion as he spoke to her, "Who are you?"
He was very startled with her question and said with fear in his voice, for he expected this was brought on by someone's intervention, "You don't know who I am? It's me Mulder, you know me."
"No I don't and why do you keep calling me Scully? My name's Ms. Williams."
He looked at her with pain and anguish in his eyes. He was confused and angry someone had done this to her. "But why hadn't they just killed her?" he asked himself.
He left the room to talk to the nurse, "What happened to her?"
"We don't know, but someone was trying to hurt her or kill her."
"Well I know that Damn it! But what did they do?" he said filling with rage.
"Well" she said timidly "We don't know for sure. Nothing appears to be wrong, except for her memory loss; we had to tell her who she was and everything."
"But how did this happen?!"
"Well I came into her room two hours ago when she had screamed for me. I thought she had been delirious, she kept saying that someone was trying to kill her. I didn't believe her until she pointed to a nurse who had been killed."
"Yes?" he said signaling for her to continue.
"Well the doctors tried to revive her but she was gone." she said sadly "So we checked the IV like Ms. Williams had asked, but whatever had been in it had already taken affect. She didn't even recognize her name when I had first came into the room. By the time we were able to replace the IV half of the injected fluid had gone through her system. As far as the doctors can tell it was some sort of drug that reduces brain activity. They think that it was intended to kill off enough of her brain to kill her."
At this she looked at him but his mood had only worsened and he asked "Will her memory ever come back?"
"We don't believe so. The chances that the part of her brain with the memory cells can completely grow back are next to nothing. Doctor Watson as well as Doctor Peterson say that it is impossible for her to gain all of her memory back. She seems to only remember basic skills. She can't remember names of her family, where she lives, or even why she's here."
At this he looked up at her, she had a suspicious look on her face as she said, "As a matter of fact, we don't even know why she's here. The cops had a few questions for you. Like how did she get shot? And why did you disappear when this happened? You're their prime suspect."
At this Mulder turned to run, but it was useless for before he could run even a few feet a loud and strange voice said behind him, "Stop!"
He turned to see a two cops pointing there guns at him and as he raised his hands they continued "Fox William Mulder you're under arrest for suspicion of murder!"
* To Be Continued *