Okay now...here I am...I'm fine...things could be worse. Just then, I heard
banging on the elevator doors. Looks like I spoke too soon.
"Is anyone in there?"
They were here to help me!
"Y-ye-yes"
I'm surprised I was able to force the word out.
"Okay miss, can you tell us your name?"
"y-ye"
I had to stop to cough.
"Special Agent Dana Scully."
I was proud of myself for getting that out. I heard the man whisper something to someone obviously standing by him.
"It's her."
"Well we have been told by an Agent Skinner that she is pregnant and will probably go into some form of shock when we tell her. But the main thing is we have to get her out."
Tell me what? Well maybe they weren't talking about me.
"Hey Miss Scully, can you still hear me?"
"Yea"
By this time, the pain was so bad it was more of a numbness than a pain.
"Okay well I need you to stand back away from the doors, okay?"
"Okay"
They pried the doors open finally after what seemed like millions of years, but what I was later told was only a few hours.
"Where's Agent Mulder?"
I realized they were all looking at me with looks of horror. That's when I remembered I must look horrible. I was crying for a while I knew my hair was a mess and I was covered in blood.
"Agent Scully..."
His voice trailed off as his eyes widened. He grabbed me by the elbow and started to drag me off.
"There's s-some people Th-they wanna t-talk to you."
The man showed me outside to a few agents who took some blood samples off my jacket after making sure it wasn't mine.
"What are the blood samples for?"
"I'm afraid we have specific instructions not to tell you that miss."
"Specific instructions, from who?"
"Assistant Director Walter Skinner."
Skinner knew what was going on?
"I'd to speak with him."
"Good, he'd like to speak to you."
After taking me home to change and get cleaned up they then drove me back to the hospital to speak to Skinner.
"Sir, what's going on here?"
"Agent Scully, I think you should come with me."
Skinner took me into an empty hospital room after asking someone if we could use it.
"Sir, I'd like to ask you..."
"Agent Scully listen, I gave everyone specific instructions not to tell you about this...this...what happen, because of what happen last time..."
"Last time sir?"
"Last time we told you that uhhh..Mulder was gone..."
"What do you mean gone?"
"I mean even on the hospital tapes it's as if one minuet he was in his bed and the next he was gone..."
My breathing quickened and Skinner must have noticed because he was right by my side.
"Agent Scully, I must ask you to calm down...Agent Scully think of the baby here."
Tears were streaming down my face and my breathing wasn't any better.
"No...no...no...no...he told me..."
Skinner looked at me with concern and confusion.
"Told you what?"
"He said he told them to take him...and that if they did they leave me and the baby alone...I didn't believe him because he was pretty drugged up."
"It's not your fault."
"But it is.....Sir, he was gunna buy us a house...with a mail box and a big yard...he promised me that he would try and get some more people down on the x-files with us so we would have more time to be home."
"Yes he talked to me about that and well under the circumstances... I would like them to come anyway. Mulder met with them himself one of them was an Agent Reyes and they say she ASKED to be put down there with you and Mulder said he could see why. He said she's a big believer, she reminds me of M... anyways then there's Agent Dogget he kind of got stuck down there just like you did."
He laughed a little to lighten the mood I guess.
"Now he gets to think of you and Agent Reyes the way you though of M....."
I knew what he was going to say..Mulder. It was the truth though, he was going to think Reyes and me are psycho. After our little talk Skinner drove me home and stayed in my living room that night. I went into my room and put on the Knicks sweat shirt I stole from Mulder. It barely fit over Jr. down there. I then cried myself to sleep hugging the pillow from the other side of my bed that Mulder clearly claimed. It even smelled on Mulder. He only slept on it twice but it already had Mulder written all over it.
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It's longer than before...happy Pixie dust? Also sorry bout the wait but number one I got an e-mail saying my story sucked and I was debating weather or not to even continue at all and then when I decided I should I had a bit of writers block but finally TA DA! Anyways READ AND REVIEW YOU KNOW THE DRILL!
"Is anyone in there?"
They were here to help me!
"Y-ye-yes"
I'm surprised I was able to force the word out.
"Okay miss, can you tell us your name?"
"y-ye"
I had to stop to cough.
"Special Agent Dana Scully."
I was proud of myself for getting that out. I heard the man whisper something to someone obviously standing by him.
"It's her."
"Well we have been told by an Agent Skinner that she is pregnant and will probably go into some form of shock when we tell her. But the main thing is we have to get her out."
Tell me what? Well maybe they weren't talking about me.
"Hey Miss Scully, can you still hear me?"
"Yea"
By this time, the pain was so bad it was more of a numbness than a pain.
"Okay well I need you to stand back away from the doors, okay?"
"Okay"
They pried the doors open finally after what seemed like millions of years, but what I was later told was only a few hours.
"Where's Agent Mulder?"
I realized they were all looking at me with looks of horror. That's when I remembered I must look horrible. I was crying for a while I knew my hair was a mess and I was covered in blood.
"Agent Scully..."
His voice trailed off as his eyes widened. He grabbed me by the elbow and started to drag me off.
"There's s-some people Th-they wanna t-talk to you."
The man showed me outside to a few agents who took some blood samples off my jacket after making sure it wasn't mine.
"What are the blood samples for?"
"I'm afraid we have specific instructions not to tell you that miss."
"Specific instructions, from who?"
"Assistant Director Walter Skinner."
Skinner knew what was going on?
"I'd to speak with him."
"Good, he'd like to speak to you."
After taking me home to change and get cleaned up they then drove me back to the hospital to speak to Skinner.
"Sir, what's going on here?"
"Agent Scully, I think you should come with me."
Skinner took me into an empty hospital room after asking someone if we could use it.
"Sir, I'd like to ask you..."
"Agent Scully listen, I gave everyone specific instructions not to tell you about this...this...what happen, because of what happen last time..."
"Last time sir?"
"Last time we told you that uhhh..Mulder was gone..."
"What do you mean gone?"
"I mean even on the hospital tapes it's as if one minuet he was in his bed and the next he was gone..."
My breathing quickened and Skinner must have noticed because he was right by my side.
"Agent Scully, I must ask you to calm down...Agent Scully think of the baby here."
Tears were streaming down my face and my breathing wasn't any better.
"No...no...no...no...he told me..."
Skinner looked at me with concern and confusion.
"Told you what?"
"He said he told them to take him...and that if they did they leave me and the baby alone...I didn't believe him because he was pretty drugged up."
"It's not your fault."
"But it is.....Sir, he was gunna buy us a house...with a mail box and a big yard...he promised me that he would try and get some more people down on the x-files with us so we would have more time to be home."
"Yes he talked to me about that and well under the circumstances... I would like them to come anyway. Mulder met with them himself one of them was an Agent Reyes and they say she ASKED to be put down there with you and Mulder said he could see why. He said she's a big believer, she reminds me of M... anyways then there's Agent Dogget he kind of got stuck down there just like you did."
He laughed a little to lighten the mood I guess.
"Now he gets to think of you and Agent Reyes the way you though of M....."
I knew what he was going to say..Mulder. It was the truth though, he was going to think Reyes and me are psycho. After our little talk Skinner drove me home and stayed in my living room that night. I went into my room and put on the Knicks sweat shirt I stole from Mulder. It barely fit over Jr. down there. I then cried myself to sleep hugging the pillow from the other side of my bed that Mulder clearly claimed. It even smelled on Mulder. He only slept on it twice but it already had Mulder written all over it.
-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/-*/
It's longer than before...happy Pixie dust? Also sorry bout the wait but number one I got an e-mail saying my story sucked and I was debating weather or not to even continue at all and then when I decided I should I had a bit of writers block but finally TA DA! Anyways READ AND REVIEW YOU KNOW THE DRILL!
