Episode 10 x 6
Thanksgiving Reunion
*Note* I don't own any part of this story: X-files. (But I do like to imagine I do.)
Summary: Mulder takes the biggest risk of all just to make Scully happy. Now he's endangered the life of other's to do so. Will he get a chance to ask Scully the question that he's been wanting to ask for two years, or will his plan end in chaos?
7:36 am Thursday, November 27th, 2003 202 N. Oak St. Apt #77 Williamsville, Ontario
Somehow Mulder and Scully scrapped up some money to rent an apartment and this is where they were. Scully was busy in the kitchen cooking food, mainly trying not to burn it. Mulder walked into the room as she raced around.
"To tell you the truth I never knew you could cook." he said to her with a yawn, for he had just woke up.
"I don't. I haven't made my own meal for years."
"Really?" he said as he put his arms around her waist as she stirred something in a pot on the stove.
She smiled and then gave a sigh as she said "Oh but my mother could cook heavenly food. I only wish I could make us something that's not half charred and black for Thanksgiving dinner today. If only Mom was here."
Scully was now facing him and noticed the smile on his face he was desperately trying to hide, "What? What are you hiding from me?" she said with a smile.
"Nothing." he said in a playful voice and then changed the subject, "So are we having turkey?"
"Oh I hate you when you do that." she said laughing.
At that moment there came a knock on the door. There came a frightened look over Scully's face, visitors didn't usually mean good news now a days. But this sound only made Mulder's smile bigger. Scully became very confused and said "What have you planned now?"
"Just wait and see." he said.
Scully could not imagine what it possibly could be. Her anticipation only grew when he made her close her eyes and promise not to open them until he said so. He pulled the door open and said loudly "Surprise."
She could barely believe her eyes. There stood her mother, John Dogget, Monica Reyes and her brother. Before she could even smile and just as a tear of joy dripped down her face her mother had grabbed her tight in a hug.
7:00am November 21st 6 days earlier
"There's something strange about this report John." said Monica Reyes to John Dogget.
"Monica I know it's hard to deal with Scully and Mulder's death, but that's no reason to start questioning it." John said to her.
"I know John but look at this." she said as she motioned for him to come and read and continued, "'Dana Scully was admitted to St. Mary's Hospital Mackinaw City, Michigan on November 7th with a gun shot wound to the chest.' But here in the coroner's report it says 'The deceased, Dana Scully, died of blood loss due to a gun shot wounds to the head. There are no signs of bruises, broken bones or other wounds or any other signs of a struggle."
"Yes?" he said to her slightly confused as to her point.
"No signs of bruises, broken bones or other wounds." she repeated.
"What are you trying to say?"
"Scully had been in the hospital just four days earlier for a gun shot wound. There were no scars found from it on the body. The body found obviously wasn't Scully."
"But you saw the body yourself Monica, it was her. The finger prints match up perfectly."
"Yes but look at the contradiction. How can a gun shot wound heal in only four days? John the body was found in perfect condition. Scully may have been in shape but she wasn't in perfect condition."
"Well what are you suggesting Monica?"
"What if somehow they found a way to get clones of themselves?"
"Monica, I think that this is affecting your judgment. Do you know how crazy you sound?"
"No, just think about it! If they're dead than no one will be after them. You know all those crazy charges they stuck on them. This is the only way that they can disappear!"
He finally started to believe her and said "Well if this is true then we have to make sure no one else gets this information."
"I'm afraid that's impossible. The FBI's already issued another search for them."
"We've got to do what we can."
"What are we going to do? We don't have any access to these kinds of records. They're bound to notice us trying to find such records."
"We'll have to do this carefully then."
6:38 pm November 22nd Williamsville, Ontario
Mulder and Scully there sitting peacefully on a park bench, the lights of the passing cars flickering on their faces. Mulder whispered into her ear as he held her next to her, "What do you want more than anything in the world?"
"How come you became so serious all of a sudden?" she laughed.
"No, I really want to know."
"Well then," she said turning to look at him "My family."
"Hmm."
"Why?"
"Oh nothing, just wondering. You getting cold?" he asked as she began to shiver.
"I hate it when you change the subject like that but yes."
They walked off in the dark, snowflakes falling gently, hand in hand, laughing.
9:03 am November 24th
"Where are you going Mulder?" Scully asked when she saw him packing a bag.
"I've got to meet someone in Toronto tonight. I'll be back in two days."
"What! Mulder why didn't you talk to me about this?!"
"I'm sorry I was just contacted this morning."
"You're just going to up and leave? You're not even going to tell me what you're doing?" she said getting angry.
"I'm sorry Scully but I can't tell you anything about it."
"Why!" she yelled.
He couldn't keep up his act anymore; she obviously wasn't letting out of the house without an explanation. So he said in a calming voice, "It's a surprise."
"What do you mean a surprise?"
"Well if I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise would it?" he said playfully trying to soften her up.
"Why have you been acting so strange lately?"
"Strange?"
"Asking me strange questions, disappearing on odd days, leaving on this random trip?"
"You'll know soon enough." he said with a grin.
8:46 pm Toronto International Airport
"Monica, I can't stop thinking that this is a trap." said John as he looked nervously around.
"What do you mean?"
"There's no way that they are alive."
"Yes there is what about all that information we found. The medical records don't match up with the bodies.
"Yes but that was for Scully, there is no proof that the other body wasn't Mulder. What about that suicide note?"
"But what about Mulder's contact? Cleo. They had some kind of plan going on."
"Yes but we have no information on this Cleo character. He could have killed them himself."
"I don't think so. Besides if he did then who are we meeting here?"
"Maybe Cleo."
"Well where are we supposed to meet him?"
"Right here." he said as he stopped the car in the top level of a parking garage.
They stepped out of the car and walked towards the elevator with there guns out. The elevator doors opened and they raised their guns at tall man with a tired face and a suit case in his hand. He dropped the suit case and held his hands up and smiled.
"Nice to see you too."
"Mulder?" John and Monica said in unison.
3:00 pm November 25th
"Well then I'll see you at our apartment on Thursday?" Mulder said as he shut the trunk to a blue car and walked towards the door.
"We're going to try; you know that this is really dangerous don't you?" said Monica.
"You guys are the only family we've got left." he said solemnly.
"We're going to try and get her mother and her brother there too." said John.
"Good. Thanks for everything. Bye."
He climbed into the car and shut the door and started the car. With one last wave he drove off.
"John why is he taking risks like this?" asked Monica.
"I don't know," he said watching Mulder pull away "but he sure loves Scully more than finding 'the truth.'"
"He's really changed."
"Hopefully for the good."
"Yeah." she smiled.
"Yeah." he said smiling back and gently grabbed her hand. He looked at her hand at a diamond ring on her finger and smiled again and they walked off hand in hand.
7:56 pm
"Hello?" said Mrs. Scully as she picked up the phone on the second ring.
"Hello Mrs. Scully this is John Dogget. I'm a friend of your daughter Dana."
"I remember you Mr. Dogget but I'm afraid. well haven't you heard the news?"
"Yes I have, but. well I have to speak with you in person about something."
"What? Is it about Dana?"
"Yes but it's not safe for me to talk about it over the phone."
"Oh, are you in trouble?"
"I can't say anymore. I'll be at your house with Monica in about half an hour. Just in case, make sure you lock up the house. We never know who could be listening."
"Oh. alright." she responded in a nervous voice.
8:36 pm
There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Scully asked in an anxious voice: "Who is it? Is that you John?"
She peered out the window and saw John and Monica standing outside in the cold, dark, frosty air. They looked around for any suspicious characters as she opened the door.
"Hello Mrs. Scully." Monica said as she stepped into the warm house, "We've got some news about Scully."
"What kind of information?"
She closed the door and they sat down and Monica continued "Well I know that it's been really hard on you recently with Scully's disappearance and then the news of her death but we've found out something new."
"You're not going to tell me that she still alive are you?" she said her eyes getting teary, "This has happened too often, I've had to deal with this loss dozens of times and then find that she's still alive."
"Yes, she's still is alive Mrs. Scully, and I'm sorry you have to keep dealing with this false news." said John sadly.
"No, that's impossible. I saw her, it was her." she beginning to cry. "You know that all I want is for her to be alive but it's impossible."
"Mrs. Scully," Monica said putting a comforting arm around her, "We were recently were contacted by Mulder.-"
"Oh Monica that is impossible, I saw him too. You saw him and Scully. You were there at their funeral."
"Yes," John said continuing for Monica for she had gone to make some coffee for her to calm her, "We didn't believe it ourselves Mrs. Scully, but we saw him just today. He left Toronto around three o'clock this afternoon. We met him in the airport there yesterday."
"But that's impossible."
"Yes but he explained it all. This whole thing was planned."
"You mean that he meant to torture me this way?" she said in an exaggerating voice.
"No Mrs. Scully," said Monica as she handed her a mug of steamy coffee, "He made it look like they were dead."
"What?"
Here John came in again, "You know how Mulder and she have been hiding for two years now, don't you? If the government knew that they were dead then they would be after them anymore. Mulder was getting concerned for Scully's health. She had recently had a gunshot wound to the chest, she was having sleeping problems and he was afraid that she was suffering from depression."
"Depression?"
"Yes. When he had carried out the plan of using clones as replacing them for bodies. Scully had no clue of the plan until it was almost too late."
"Almost too late?"
"She nearly killed herself."
"What!?"
Here Monica continued, "Mulder said that he had to pull the gun from her hand. But it was too late she had already pulled the trigger."
"But how is she still alive?"
"He said that she had seen an alien or an angel. There was a bruise the shape of a hand on her head and the bullet barely dented the skull."
"An alien or an angel?"
"Yes, Mulder said that she wasn't sure what it is. But he says he's thankful that she's still alive and safe."
1: 34 pm November 27th Mulder & Scully's Apt.
"Mom that food smells heavenly." said Scully to her mom as she took the turkey out of the oven.
"YES!" came the yell of the guys in the living room.
"What was that?" her mother asked.
"Oh the guys are watching the game." Scully said laughing.
"What game?" asked Monica as she stirred some mashed potatoes.
"No clue. I didn't know that Mulder liked football." mentioned Scully.
"You learn something new every day don't you?" said Mulder as he walked into the kitchen, "Like that Scully can't cook."
"Hey!" Scully said grabbing the bowl of sunflower seeds he was reaching for.
"Hey, give those back!" he said trying to grab them.
She moved the bowl out of his reach so that he had to grab for it again. This continued on with them both laughing until Mrs. Scully had to push them out of the small kitchen saying, "Seriously you two act just like little children."
"Sorry Mommy." said Mulder teasingly.
"Fox you're such a handful." she said laughing and hitting him with a towel.
About half an hour later they were all seated at the table, the food dishes pilled on the table here and there. After Scully's mom had said a prayer, they all dug in joyfully. They passed around mashed potatoes, stuffing, corn, bread and of course turkey.
The table was filled with joyful laughter and chatter. As John was cutting the turkey, with Scully's brother's assistance, Mulder opened a nice bottle of wine. During the meal John and Monica announced that they were engaged and Mulder gave Scully a suspicious look and grabbed Scully's hand. She smiled widely at him as they toasted to John and Monica.
Mulder stood up after this and said "I have something I'd like to say." He paused for a second and looked at Scully and then continued "Scully will-"
CRASH!
The door suddenly was smashed down as about a dozen armed men stampeded into the room. Mulder dropped his wine glass accidentally and then lift his hands. The others did the same when a man came in yelling, "Hands up! FBI"
*To be Continued*
Thanksgiving Reunion
*Note* I don't own any part of this story: X-files. (But I do like to imagine I do.)
Summary: Mulder takes the biggest risk of all just to make Scully happy. Now he's endangered the life of other's to do so. Will he get a chance to ask Scully the question that he's been wanting to ask for two years, or will his plan end in chaos?
7:36 am Thursday, November 27th, 2003 202 N. Oak St. Apt #77 Williamsville, Ontario
Somehow Mulder and Scully scrapped up some money to rent an apartment and this is where they were. Scully was busy in the kitchen cooking food, mainly trying not to burn it. Mulder walked into the room as she raced around.
"To tell you the truth I never knew you could cook." he said to her with a yawn, for he had just woke up.
"I don't. I haven't made my own meal for years."
"Really?" he said as he put his arms around her waist as she stirred something in a pot on the stove.
She smiled and then gave a sigh as she said "Oh but my mother could cook heavenly food. I only wish I could make us something that's not half charred and black for Thanksgiving dinner today. If only Mom was here."
Scully was now facing him and noticed the smile on his face he was desperately trying to hide, "What? What are you hiding from me?" she said with a smile.
"Nothing." he said in a playful voice and then changed the subject, "So are we having turkey?"
"Oh I hate you when you do that." she said laughing.
At that moment there came a knock on the door. There came a frightened look over Scully's face, visitors didn't usually mean good news now a days. But this sound only made Mulder's smile bigger. Scully became very confused and said "What have you planned now?"
"Just wait and see." he said.
Scully could not imagine what it possibly could be. Her anticipation only grew when he made her close her eyes and promise not to open them until he said so. He pulled the door open and said loudly "Surprise."
She could barely believe her eyes. There stood her mother, John Dogget, Monica Reyes and her brother. Before she could even smile and just as a tear of joy dripped down her face her mother had grabbed her tight in a hug.
7:00am November 21st 6 days earlier
"There's something strange about this report John." said Monica Reyes to John Dogget.
"Monica I know it's hard to deal with Scully and Mulder's death, but that's no reason to start questioning it." John said to her.
"I know John but look at this." she said as she motioned for him to come and read and continued, "'Dana Scully was admitted to St. Mary's Hospital Mackinaw City, Michigan on November 7th with a gun shot wound to the chest.' But here in the coroner's report it says 'The deceased, Dana Scully, died of blood loss due to a gun shot wounds to the head. There are no signs of bruises, broken bones or other wounds or any other signs of a struggle."
"Yes?" he said to her slightly confused as to her point.
"No signs of bruises, broken bones or other wounds." she repeated.
"What are you trying to say?"
"Scully had been in the hospital just four days earlier for a gun shot wound. There were no scars found from it on the body. The body found obviously wasn't Scully."
"But you saw the body yourself Monica, it was her. The finger prints match up perfectly."
"Yes but look at the contradiction. How can a gun shot wound heal in only four days? John the body was found in perfect condition. Scully may have been in shape but she wasn't in perfect condition."
"Well what are you suggesting Monica?"
"What if somehow they found a way to get clones of themselves?"
"Monica, I think that this is affecting your judgment. Do you know how crazy you sound?"
"No, just think about it! If they're dead than no one will be after them. You know all those crazy charges they stuck on them. This is the only way that they can disappear!"
He finally started to believe her and said "Well if this is true then we have to make sure no one else gets this information."
"I'm afraid that's impossible. The FBI's already issued another search for them."
"We've got to do what we can."
"What are we going to do? We don't have any access to these kinds of records. They're bound to notice us trying to find such records."
"We'll have to do this carefully then."
6:38 pm November 22nd Williamsville, Ontario
Mulder and Scully there sitting peacefully on a park bench, the lights of the passing cars flickering on their faces. Mulder whispered into her ear as he held her next to her, "What do you want more than anything in the world?"
"How come you became so serious all of a sudden?" she laughed.
"No, I really want to know."
"Well then," she said turning to look at him "My family."
"Hmm."
"Why?"
"Oh nothing, just wondering. You getting cold?" he asked as she began to shiver.
"I hate it when you change the subject like that but yes."
They walked off in the dark, snowflakes falling gently, hand in hand, laughing.
9:03 am November 24th
"Where are you going Mulder?" Scully asked when she saw him packing a bag.
"I've got to meet someone in Toronto tonight. I'll be back in two days."
"What! Mulder why didn't you talk to me about this?!"
"I'm sorry I was just contacted this morning."
"You're just going to up and leave? You're not even going to tell me what you're doing?" she said getting angry.
"I'm sorry Scully but I can't tell you anything about it."
"Why!" she yelled.
He couldn't keep up his act anymore; she obviously wasn't letting out of the house without an explanation. So he said in a calming voice, "It's a surprise."
"What do you mean a surprise?"
"Well if I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise would it?" he said playfully trying to soften her up.
"Why have you been acting so strange lately?"
"Strange?"
"Asking me strange questions, disappearing on odd days, leaving on this random trip?"
"You'll know soon enough." he said with a grin.
8:46 pm Toronto International Airport
"Monica, I can't stop thinking that this is a trap." said John as he looked nervously around.
"What do you mean?"
"There's no way that they are alive."
"Yes there is what about all that information we found. The medical records don't match up with the bodies.
"Yes but that was for Scully, there is no proof that the other body wasn't Mulder. What about that suicide note?"
"But what about Mulder's contact? Cleo. They had some kind of plan going on."
"Yes but we have no information on this Cleo character. He could have killed them himself."
"I don't think so. Besides if he did then who are we meeting here?"
"Maybe Cleo."
"Well where are we supposed to meet him?"
"Right here." he said as he stopped the car in the top level of a parking garage.
They stepped out of the car and walked towards the elevator with there guns out. The elevator doors opened and they raised their guns at tall man with a tired face and a suit case in his hand. He dropped the suit case and held his hands up and smiled.
"Nice to see you too."
"Mulder?" John and Monica said in unison.
3:00 pm November 25th
"Well then I'll see you at our apartment on Thursday?" Mulder said as he shut the trunk to a blue car and walked towards the door.
"We're going to try; you know that this is really dangerous don't you?" said Monica.
"You guys are the only family we've got left." he said solemnly.
"We're going to try and get her mother and her brother there too." said John.
"Good. Thanks for everything. Bye."
He climbed into the car and shut the door and started the car. With one last wave he drove off.
"John why is he taking risks like this?" asked Monica.
"I don't know," he said watching Mulder pull away "but he sure loves Scully more than finding 'the truth.'"
"He's really changed."
"Hopefully for the good."
"Yeah." she smiled.
"Yeah." he said smiling back and gently grabbed her hand. He looked at her hand at a diamond ring on her finger and smiled again and they walked off hand in hand.
7:56 pm
"Hello?" said Mrs. Scully as she picked up the phone on the second ring.
"Hello Mrs. Scully this is John Dogget. I'm a friend of your daughter Dana."
"I remember you Mr. Dogget but I'm afraid. well haven't you heard the news?"
"Yes I have, but. well I have to speak with you in person about something."
"What? Is it about Dana?"
"Yes but it's not safe for me to talk about it over the phone."
"Oh, are you in trouble?"
"I can't say anymore. I'll be at your house with Monica in about half an hour. Just in case, make sure you lock up the house. We never know who could be listening."
"Oh. alright." she responded in a nervous voice.
8:36 pm
There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Scully asked in an anxious voice: "Who is it? Is that you John?"
She peered out the window and saw John and Monica standing outside in the cold, dark, frosty air. They looked around for any suspicious characters as she opened the door.
"Hello Mrs. Scully." Monica said as she stepped into the warm house, "We've got some news about Scully."
"What kind of information?"
She closed the door and they sat down and Monica continued "Well I know that it's been really hard on you recently with Scully's disappearance and then the news of her death but we've found out something new."
"You're not going to tell me that she still alive are you?" she said her eyes getting teary, "This has happened too often, I've had to deal with this loss dozens of times and then find that she's still alive."
"Yes, she's still is alive Mrs. Scully, and I'm sorry you have to keep dealing with this false news." said John sadly.
"No, that's impossible. I saw her, it was her." she beginning to cry. "You know that all I want is for her to be alive but it's impossible."
"Mrs. Scully," Monica said putting a comforting arm around her, "We were recently were contacted by Mulder.-"
"Oh Monica that is impossible, I saw him too. You saw him and Scully. You were there at their funeral."
"Yes," John said continuing for Monica for she had gone to make some coffee for her to calm her, "We didn't believe it ourselves Mrs. Scully, but we saw him just today. He left Toronto around three o'clock this afternoon. We met him in the airport there yesterday."
"But that's impossible."
"Yes but he explained it all. This whole thing was planned."
"You mean that he meant to torture me this way?" she said in an exaggerating voice.
"No Mrs. Scully," said Monica as she handed her a mug of steamy coffee, "He made it look like they were dead."
"What?"
Here John came in again, "You know how Mulder and she have been hiding for two years now, don't you? If the government knew that they were dead then they would be after them anymore. Mulder was getting concerned for Scully's health. She had recently had a gunshot wound to the chest, she was having sleeping problems and he was afraid that she was suffering from depression."
"Depression?"
"Yes. When he had carried out the plan of using clones as replacing them for bodies. Scully had no clue of the plan until it was almost too late."
"Almost too late?"
"She nearly killed herself."
"What!?"
Here Monica continued, "Mulder said that he had to pull the gun from her hand. But it was too late she had already pulled the trigger."
"But how is she still alive?"
"He said that she had seen an alien or an angel. There was a bruise the shape of a hand on her head and the bullet barely dented the skull."
"An alien or an angel?"
"Yes, Mulder said that she wasn't sure what it is. But he says he's thankful that she's still alive and safe."
1: 34 pm November 27th Mulder & Scully's Apt.
"Mom that food smells heavenly." said Scully to her mom as she took the turkey out of the oven.
"YES!" came the yell of the guys in the living room.
"What was that?" her mother asked.
"Oh the guys are watching the game." Scully said laughing.
"What game?" asked Monica as she stirred some mashed potatoes.
"No clue. I didn't know that Mulder liked football." mentioned Scully.
"You learn something new every day don't you?" said Mulder as he walked into the kitchen, "Like that Scully can't cook."
"Hey!" Scully said grabbing the bowl of sunflower seeds he was reaching for.
"Hey, give those back!" he said trying to grab them.
She moved the bowl out of his reach so that he had to grab for it again. This continued on with them both laughing until Mrs. Scully had to push them out of the small kitchen saying, "Seriously you two act just like little children."
"Sorry Mommy." said Mulder teasingly.
"Fox you're such a handful." she said laughing and hitting him with a towel.
About half an hour later they were all seated at the table, the food dishes pilled on the table here and there. After Scully's mom had said a prayer, they all dug in joyfully. They passed around mashed potatoes, stuffing, corn, bread and of course turkey.
The table was filled with joyful laughter and chatter. As John was cutting the turkey, with Scully's brother's assistance, Mulder opened a nice bottle of wine. During the meal John and Monica announced that they were engaged and Mulder gave Scully a suspicious look and grabbed Scully's hand. She smiled widely at him as they toasted to John and Monica.
Mulder stood up after this and said "I have something I'd like to say." He paused for a second and looked at Scully and then continued "Scully will-"
CRASH!
The door suddenly was smashed down as about a dozen armed men stampeded into the room. Mulder dropped his wine glass accidentally and then lift his hands. The others did the same when a man came in yelling, "Hands up! FBI"
*To be Continued*