Part 16
"Mulder, I don't know what to say", replies Scully looking dumbfounded at him. "I never knew you felt that way about me."
"And they say *I* have a problem grasping reality?", asks Mulder staring at her.
"Mulder, if you had these feelings why didn't you just tell me about them?", asks Scully.
"And risk the chance that you'll accuse me of losing my mind *again*", replies Mulder.
"No, I wouldn't say that", says Scully playing with a lock of his hair. "If you had only been serious for one moment of your life and told me in the proper setting I would have listened."
"Really? Without interrupting or invalidating my claim?", asks Mulder.
"I would have been speechless for once in my life", replies Scully.
"I find *that* surprising", replies Mulder with a smile.
"Are you saying that I talk too much?", accuses Scully. "Because if you are, you're going to wish this elevator wasn't soundproof."
"No, no thats not what I mean", mumbles Mulder. "I mean you've always laughed off my hints. Why do you think I make those comments? Do you actually think I make those comments to other female agents? I'd be thrown out of the bureau."
"I just always thought you had a perverse mind", replies Scully.
"Only when it comes to you", says Mulder. "But thats not the point. Don't you ever want to believe in anything Scully?"
"Things have to be proven to me first", says Scully looking him in the eye. "Just because someone wants to believe in something doesn't make it fact. Don't get me wrong, I have feelings for you too, but we need time to.........."
"Scully? Shut up", says Mulder pulling her to him and kissing her.
Scully stiffens for a moment but then thinks to herself, 'this is Mulder, I'm actually kissing Mulder. I'm sitting in my partner's lap in an elevator and he actually told me how he feels and he is *not* running away to pursue a lead on an X-File. Now this is life.....' She braces her hands on his shoulders as she kisses him back. His hands in her hair are driving her wild and she wishes she hadn't been so blind to her own feelings.
Becoming a bit bolder Scully's lips travel along Mulder's jawline and down his neck. Pausing at his ear she whispers, "I love you too Mulder." He pulls her up to face him.
"Miracles do exist Scully and you just *proved* that to me", replies Mulder. Scully smiles shyly without looking at Mulder. He pulls her to him and gives her a hug.
"We can't let Skinner know", says Scully. "They'll split us up and I don't want that."
"You are *my* partner Scully and we're the only ones that need to know the true meaning of that", says Mulder pulling her to look at him. "Remember that the truth is what is important and not what others think." Scully nods as he leans in to kiss her again.
After a few minutes of heated exchange the agents pull apart. Mulder frowns as he looks at the ceiling of the elevator. "It feels like the elevator is moving", says Mulder looking back at Scully. Just then the elevator opens and there are three nuns staring at them. The one in the middle slaps her hand over her mouth and the other two cross themselves.
After quickly composing herself the middle nun gives a disapproving glance at Scully and then focuses on Mulder. She peers down her nose at him and then a sign of recognition hits her face. "Fox! Fox William Mulder! Get up off of that floor this instant!"
"You know a nun?", asks Scully her hands still around his neck.
"I didn't think so", says Mulder glancing back at the nun who has stormed into the elevator and much to the surprise of Scully grabs Mulder by the ear. Scully drops off his lap as he is forced to his feet.
"Haven't changed a bit Mulder. The last time I saw you I was pulling you out of a janitor's closet with that Alicia tramp the baton twirler."
"Ms. Reynolds? You're a nun?", exclaims Mulder.
"Yes, I joined the Sisters of Charity about fifteen years ago Mr. Mulder and it was the best decision I ever made. My mission in life is serving God now, not serving Satan. I was young and foolish teaching that Sex Education class. It didn't serve any purpose but corrupting the minds of our youth. You are proof of that", she scolds as she watches Scully get to her feet.
"Sister........?", asks Mulder.
"Margaret now", replies the nun as she hold the elevator open with her black boot.
"Sister Margaret, I'm not a bad person really. I'm an FBI agent now and I serve society by bringing criminals to justice. This is my partner, Dana Scully", says Mulder.
"So, you're partaking in the sins of the flesh with a co-worker and you are *not* married?", says the nun with flashing eyes.
"We're married", says Scully quickly as she holds up her left hand. She avoids Mulder's surprised look.
"Glad to hear it", says the nun. "I was wrong about you Fox. Please accept my apology", beams the nun as she ushers the agents out of the elevator. "I must say that your wife is a very attractive young lady and I can see where your hormones may rage. Please though save it for private moments please."
Mulder tries hard not to laugh as the nuns swap places and get onto the elevator while he and Scully stand in the lobby holding hands. As the door shuts the nun gets one more comment in. "Forget what I taught in class, any type of birth control is a sin if its preventing God's gift of life from transpiring."
The doors close and Scully looks up at Mulder. "Mulder, that wasn't......"
"Ms. Reynolds, the boyhood love of my life. Why do I feel like I should go to confession?"
"Oh my God, you were in love with a nun?", asks Scully.
"Hey, you heard her, she wasn't a nun at the time", says Mulder defensively. "Besides, you lied to her."
Scully slaps her own hand over her mouth. "You're right, I did. I told her that we were married."
"We've got the rings. Justice of the Peace is just a phone call away", says Mulder suggestively.
"I am *not* getting married to you...........now", says Scully. "Especially dressed like this", motions Scully to her jeans and plaid pajama top. "Look at you." Mulder looks down at his t-shirt, pajama bottoms and sneakers.
"And we're supposed to be federal agents dedicated to serve and protect America from the criminally insane", says Mulder.
"No, we look like couch potatoes", says Scully pressing the elevator button." The elevator comes and the door opens. Dave stands there.
"What are you guys doing up now, and dressed like that?", asks Dave. Mulder tries to come up with something but before he can Dave steps off the elevator. "Have you seen Gina? She's not in the room."
Scully and Mulder turn and look at each other.
Part 17
"Come on guys, where is she?", asks Dave.
"Dave, we need to talk", says Mulder putting his arm around Dave and urging him back onto the elevator. Scully follows behind.
Once back at the penthouse Scully excuses herself and goes to their bedroom and takes a shower and dresses. When she exits the bathroom she finds Mulder sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. "How did it go?", she asks.
"He wasn't very receptive to my theory", replies Mulder raising his head to reveal a bruise on his jaw.
"Oh Mulder, he punched you?", asks Scully entering back into the bathroom. She returns with a cold facecloth and kneels next to him. Gently she presses the cloth to his jaw.
"He freaked out when I told him what she was wearing. He didn't act all that surprised, but was angry that she had the nerve to 'bring out her true colors in public'", says Mulder. "The problem is he took out his anger on me. Oww...."
"Sorry", says Scully. "If I could get my hands on that Gina I'd string her up by her fingernails. Have you seen how long they are? They could be used as a murder weapon."
"Thats my Scully, always protecting me", says Mulder taking the cloth from her and tossing it across the room. He glances at his watch. "Its already 7:00 and we're due at the brunch at 8:00. I'm going to go get dressed and then we can go down to the banquet room." He gets up to get some clothes when they hear arguing in the next room as a door slams. Mulder raises an eyebrow at Scully as they both approach the door. Mulder cracks the door an inch as they strain to hear the chaos.
"Where the f*** were you?", yells Dave.
"I don't have to tell you where I was! I'm with you all day, that was the agreement remember? I don't have to answer to you and if you don't like it you can give me my money now and I'll leave!", yells Gina back. Just then the agents hear a scuffle. "Get your hands off of me", yells Gina.
"Shut the hell up", hisses Dave. "I swear to God if Fox and Dana hear anything you've said you are going to be sorry." Just then Mulder chooses to swing the door open.
"Is there a problem Dave?", asks Mulder suspiciously.
"No, no not at all", replies Dave nervously. "You know how it is Fox. Little premarital arguments. The best part is making up." He puts his arm around Gina and pulls her to him. She gives him a drop dead look.
"Everything okay Gina?", asks Scully popping her head around Mulder.
"Yeah, sure everything's great", replies Gina with a forced smile.
""Listen, Fox I'm sorry for decking ya. I just lost it. What can I do to make it up to you?"
asks Dave picking up a program off of a table and glancing at it.
"Forget it. Just be ready with your checkbook tonight. The breakfast starts at 8 o'clock", replies Mulder. " I was just about to change my clothes. I would suggest you do the same", he gives Gina a once over. She puffs her chest out slightly and gives Mulder an appreciative look that both Scully and Dave doesn't miss.
"You're absolutely right", replies Dave. "Come on *sweetheart* lets get ready so we don't keep the Mulders waiting." He ushers Gina into their bedroom and shuts the door.
"I think Dave is losing it", says Scully. "He must be so embarrassed with her behavior." Mulder closes their door to turn to look at her.
"I can't put my finger on it, but something is not right with them", replies Mulder going to his drawer and pulling a black t-shirt out with some clean underwear. Scully's eyes follow him to the closet where he pulls out a pair of jeans.
"And you haven't noticed this before? Mulder we *know* something is not right with them. Their engagement is obviously in jeopardy. They haven't even gotten married yet and they need a marriage counselor."
"No, thats not it. There is something else that doesn't make sense", replies Mulder turning to enter the bathroom. "After breakfast I think we should give Frohike a call and see if he can do a little background check on Gina. If thats her name."
"Mulder, who else could she be?", asks Scully.
"She ain't Mother Teresa thats all I know", replies Mulder shutting the bathroom door.
Part 18
"Thanks hon", says Dave as Gina puts a plate of food in front of him. "See guys shes already acting like the dutiful little gal she is." Gina gives him a sarcastic smile as she sits down next to him.
"So Gina, I'm sorry I never caught your last name", says Mulder with a glass of orange juice in midair. He takes a long sip as he waits for her response.
"DeCaprio", replies Gina after a moment of hesitation.
"Any relation to Leo?", asks Scully.
"No", says Gina giving Scully a dirty look. She then glances over at Dave eating his breakfast and gives a small smile as she takes a bite of a danish. Just then a fat brunette woman with thick glasses walks by with a dish laden high with food. She glances over and sees Mulder. "Fox Mulder! How are you?"
Mulder squints a moment at her. "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"Oh how silly of me. I forgot my nametag", says the woman juggling her plate to reach in her pocket and pull out her tag. "Its Alicia, Alicia Jennings."
Mulder nearly chokes on his homefries as he covers his mouth. Scully smiles politely at Alicia a moment. "You must have been the baton twirler", she says.
"Yeah I was", blushes Alicia. "I was a little thinner back then."
"A little?", says Dave. Alicia glares a him.
"Oh yes, David Anderson how can I forget you. You were the one that mooned the entire graduating class as you received your diploma. What other milestones have you reached in your life?"
"I'm a successful accountant now and I'm engaged to Gina DeCaprio here", replies Dave with a smile.
"Hmm, typical", says Alicia dismissing him. "So, Fox I hear you joined the Secret Service."
"Ah, no actually its the FBI", replies Mulder. "I attended Oxford majoring in Psychology and then got recruited as a profiler."
"Oh, so you try to determine why criminals do the things they do?", asks Alicia picking a piece of bacon off of her dish and eating it.
"Ah, yeah something like that", says Mulder. "What do you do Alicia?"
"Oh I'm a food critic for the Chillmark Times. I also run a small business out of my home."
"Alicia, I'd like you to meet my wife, Dana", says Mulder motioning to Scully.
"Hi, Dana. What do you do?", asks Alicia.
"I'm a pathologist with the FBI", replies Scully.
"So you autopsy people", says Alicia.
"Yes, I try to determine the cause of death to solve crimes", replies Scully.
"Hmm, interesting", says Alicia looking from Scully to her food. "Speaking of dead people, did you hear?"
"What?", asks Mulder.
"About Craig Lawson? He's dead. Apparently that heart attack last night at the pig roast did him in. Its a shame, imagine having a fatal heart attack at only forty years old? Poor Beth is a widow and they didn't even get to have any children."
"He's dead?", asks Dave with his fork halfway to his mouth.
"Yeah, apparently he hadn't had any previous attacks, but his cholesterol was a little high according to Beth. She's already left to make the arrangements. His body has to shipped all the way back to Seattle. Well, its been nice talking to you guys, but I've got to go eat this while its still warm." She walks away and starts to sit down at a nearby table when she is stopped by another classmate. She immediately starts to relay the story of Craig's tragic end again.
"Wow, Craig's dead", says Dave amazed. "He was just so full of life. I can't believe he is really gone."
"Yeah", replies Mulder. "He was fine just before the pig roast. Dana and I talked a moment with him and then we got in line to eat. What did he talk to you about Gina?"
"Hmm?",says Gina snapping to attention.
"Did Craig give any indication that he wasn't feeling well?", asks Scully.
"No, no I wasn't aware of any problem. I only asked him where the ladies' room was. We didn't really talk about anything." She drops her eyes to her plate.
"Whats on the agenda for today?", Dave asks Mulder.
"Nothing really", replies Mulder. "Everyone is just supposed to do their own thing. Tonight of course is the ball and the banquet. Tomorrow everyone goes home."
"Got anything special planned?", asks Dave.
"I thought I'd show Dana around Chillmark. Give her a tour of all my childhood hangouts.
"Great idea", says Dave. "Mind if Gina and I tag along?"
"Actually", says Scully interrupting. "Fox and I kinda wanted to spend the day alone. He's been working on a big case lately and we haven't had a lot of time to spend with each other. If you don't mind could we see you later tonight?"
"Sure, thats fine", says Dave getting up and helping Gina get out of her chair. "We'll see you tonight at the ball. Whoever is there first save the others a seat."
"Will do", replies Mulder as they walk away.
"Ready to do a little investigative work Agent Scully?", asks Mulder.
"Thats why they put the *I* in FBI", replies Scully with a smile. The two agents pull out their chairs and head out to the lobby of the hotel. Pulling a quarter out of his pocket he lifts the receiver and puts it to his ear. He inserts the quarter and waits for the operator.
"I need to make a call with my calling card", says Mulder. "The number is............."
Part 19
"Lone Gunmen", says Langly answering the phone.
"Its me, Mulder", says Mulder looking around him to make sure that no one can overhear him.
"Hey where are ya? The guys and I were going out for chili dogs", replies Langly.
"I'm in Chillmark. I'm at my class reunion", says Mulder. "I need your help."
"Sure thing, what do you need?", asks Langly.
"I need a background check", replies Mulder.
"This may be a stupid question, but aren't you able to get information like that really fast?", asks Langly. "I mean I can do it, but it may take a few hours."
"I'm on personal time and I don't want to bring any attention to this. I need to do this really on the cue-tee", says Mulder.
"Is that Mulder", asks Frohike from the background. "Tell him he owes me twenty bucks."
"Frohike says you owe him twenty bucks", says Langly.
"I heard him. Tell him I'll pay him when I get home. Trust me there shouldn't be a money problem", replies Mulder.
"Are you doing something illegal we should know about?", asks Langly. "Cause if you are we need to scramble this phone signal."
"NO, I am not doing anything illegal. Getting back to the background check, you've got to get everything you can on Gina DeCaprio. She lives in New York City and...."
"Is this someone from your high school reunion?", asks Langly as he takes notes.
"Well, yeah but...", says Mulder.
"This isn't a paternity case is it?", asks Langly. "Cause I don't want to get involved in anything like that."
"What?", asks Mulder.
"Well I thought maybe that some high school chick of yours is claiming that you have a child you never knew about. You know the cost of college these days."
"No, where in the hell did you get that idea from? Gina is my friend's fiancee and there is something fishy about her. I don't know anything about her except her name, where she lives and she's approximately 30 to 40 years old."
"Thats a wide spread", says Langly. "I'm not sure if I'll be able to narrow it down with that little information."
"Do the best you can", replies Mulder. "I hate seeing my friend being taken advantage of."
"Where's Mulder?", asks Frohike in the background.
"He's at his class reunion", replies Langly covering the phone partly with his hand.
"Ask him if he minds if I call Dana while he's out of town", says Frohike.
Langly puts the phone back to his ear. "Frohike wants to know....."
"I heard and no I would mind", replies Mulder. "Besides, shes not home."
"Oh she went away?", asks Langly.
"Where did she go", yells Frohike in the background.
"With me", replies Mulder.
"She's with Mulder", replies Langly. Theres a crash in the background.
"What was *that*?", asks Mulder.
"Frohike just passed out", says Langly. "Oh he's coming to."
"Tell him we're rooming together", grins Mulder. Scully twists his arm and glares at him.
"Mulder and Scully are sharing a room", says Langly to Frohike who is holding onto a table as he gets up.
"NOOOOOOOOO!", screams Frohike as he pounds the top of the table with his fists.
"How soon can you have the information?", asks Mulder as he attempts to yell over the shrieks of Frohike.
"I should have it by later tonight or first thing tomorrow morning", replies Langly.
"Wheres Byers?", asks Mulder.
"Sleeping", says Langly.
"He can sleep listening to *that*?", asks Mulder as another crash is heard.
"He's used to it", replies Langly.
"Okay, we're going out, so if you need to contact us leave a message. We're in the penthouse", says Mulder.
"You're renting the penthouse? Hey Mulder, this sounds serious or is this on the fed's money?", asks Langly.
"THE PENTHOUSE!!!!!!!!!!", wails Frohike again.
"Ah, we're rooming with friends, so just leave a general message with the front desk and I'll call you back", replies Mulder. "I gotta go." He hangs up. "I think I just may have led Frohike to a nervous breakdown."
"He was already on his way", replies Scully.
"Okay, the report should be done by the time we leave here", says Mulder. Just then four police run in the revolving front door followed by three EMT's and a gurney.
"Third floor, Room 455", yells a panicked Rick at the front desk.
Mulder gives Scully a look as he walks over to the desk. "Fox Mulder, FBI." He pulls out his badge and shows it to Rick. "What happened?"
"A guest had a heart attack", replies Rick nervously after glancing at Mulder's badge. Scully comes up to stand beside Mulder.
"Who is in registered in Room 455?", asks Mulder.
Rick looks it up in the computer. Glancing up he replies, "Stanley Edwards."
Mulder looks at Scully. "Stanley, also known as Hank."
"Coincidence?", asks Scully.
"Two.....no three heart attacks in less than twenty-four hours? I think thats a little higher than the national average Scully", replies Mulder. "If Hank Edwards dies, I want you to.."
"Autopsy him", replies Scully.
"You know me too well", replies Mulder. "Lets head up to the fourth floor." He leads Scully toward the elevator.
Part 20
"Special Agent Fox Mulder, FBI", says Mulder showing his badge to the police officer standing next to the open motel room decorated with yellow crime scene tape. "Is this a suspected homicide?"
"Not yet", replies the officer. "We're just taking standard precautions. Why is the FBI here? We didn't call you guys in. We just got the call ourselves." He glances at Scully who holds up her own badge for his inspection.
"I just happened to be staying at the hotel and decided to see if there was any need for my assistance", says Mulder. "Agent Scully is a pathologist and I would suggest you to take advantage of her expertise."
"You'll have to talk to my supervisor", says the officer. "You can go in, just don't touch anything. He'll have my hide if you do." Mulder holds up the banner for Scully and then he ducks under it.
"Who the hell let you two in here? This isn't a sideshow mister, so I'd suggest you get out before I have you arrested for attempting to tamper with a suspected crime scene", says a police officer who by the number of stripes on his shirt sleeve was someone with rank.
"Agent Mulder, Agent Scully", replies Mulder holding up his badge and glancing at Scully who holds up her own. "FBI"
"FBI? What the hell are you doing here? This guy just got found", says the officer glaring at them.
"We aren't trying to take over your investigation. Like I told your officer in the hall I was only staying at the hotel for a class reunion. The victim was an attendant of the same event that I was here for and I'm just here to offer my assistance and that of Agent Scully's as well", replies Mulder.
"You better believe you aren't taking over this investigation", replies the officer. "Damn Feds are always stepping in and trying to tell us how to do our jobs. Names Captain Conners." He extends his hand to Mulder who shakes it. He then shakes Scully's hand. "Sorry for the bitter attitude, but I've been working this county for twenty years. No one is going to tell me that I can't solve a case on my own."
"What have ya got?", asks Mulder glancing down at the body on the floor covered by a sheet.
"Maid came in here about half an hour ago and found the body. Apparent heart attack. We won't know until the autopsy results come back." He glances over at Scully. "Since you're in town I suppose you could assist if you'd like."
"I'd be delighted", says Scully sarcastically. "Does anyone have any latex on them?"
"Sorry, I'd didn't anticipate getting *lucky* on this trip Scully", replies Mulder jokingly.
She rolls her eyes as an EMT comes forward and hands her a pair of gloves. After donning them she kneels next to the body and throws the sheet back to begin an external body exam.
"It just seems damn strange", says Captain Conners to Mulder as they watch Scully. "We just came here yesterday and took away a maintenance man. From what I understand another classmate of yours had a fatal attack at the pig roast at the high school last night. If I didn't know better I would think these were all related. I may be wrong, but I've ordered autopsies on the other two men before the bodies are released to their families."
"Good idea. Do you mind if Agent Scully took a look? Just for protocol sake?", asks Mulder.
"That would be great", says Captain Conners as Scully approaches them. She strips her gloves off and tosses them in a nearby wastebasket.
"From viewing this body I'm not convinced this was a natural heart attack", says Scully.
"Are you saying this was a supernatural attack", asks Mulder.
"No, I'm just saying I think that outside factors may be involved. Are you going to drive me to the medical examiner's office, or do you want me to go with the body?", asks Scully.
"Would you rather chose a dead body's company over mine?", asks Mulder.
"Just get the car", says Scully pushing Mulder toward the door. "We'll meet you at the medical examiner's office. Are the other bodies still there?"
"They aren't anxious to leave", replies the Captain. "I'll see you there." He watches Mulder and Scully cross the crime scene doorway.
"Mulder, I don't know what to say", replies Scully looking dumbfounded at him. "I never knew you felt that way about me."
"And they say *I* have a problem grasping reality?", asks Mulder staring at her.
"Mulder, if you had these feelings why didn't you just tell me about them?", asks Scully.
"And risk the chance that you'll accuse me of losing my mind *again*", replies Mulder.
"No, I wouldn't say that", says Scully playing with a lock of his hair. "If you had only been serious for one moment of your life and told me in the proper setting I would have listened."
"Really? Without interrupting or invalidating my claim?", asks Mulder.
"I would have been speechless for once in my life", replies Scully.
"I find *that* surprising", replies Mulder with a smile.
"Are you saying that I talk too much?", accuses Scully. "Because if you are, you're going to wish this elevator wasn't soundproof."
"No, no thats not what I mean", mumbles Mulder. "I mean you've always laughed off my hints. Why do you think I make those comments? Do you actually think I make those comments to other female agents? I'd be thrown out of the bureau."
"I just always thought you had a perverse mind", replies Scully.
"Only when it comes to you", says Mulder. "But thats not the point. Don't you ever want to believe in anything Scully?"
"Things have to be proven to me first", says Scully looking him in the eye. "Just because someone wants to believe in something doesn't make it fact. Don't get me wrong, I have feelings for you too, but we need time to.........."
"Scully? Shut up", says Mulder pulling her to him and kissing her.
Scully stiffens for a moment but then thinks to herself, 'this is Mulder, I'm actually kissing Mulder. I'm sitting in my partner's lap in an elevator and he actually told me how he feels and he is *not* running away to pursue a lead on an X-File. Now this is life.....' She braces her hands on his shoulders as she kisses him back. His hands in her hair are driving her wild and she wishes she hadn't been so blind to her own feelings.
Becoming a bit bolder Scully's lips travel along Mulder's jawline and down his neck. Pausing at his ear she whispers, "I love you too Mulder." He pulls her up to face him.
"Miracles do exist Scully and you just *proved* that to me", replies Mulder. Scully smiles shyly without looking at Mulder. He pulls her to him and gives her a hug.
"We can't let Skinner know", says Scully. "They'll split us up and I don't want that."
"You are *my* partner Scully and we're the only ones that need to know the true meaning of that", says Mulder pulling her to look at him. "Remember that the truth is what is important and not what others think." Scully nods as he leans in to kiss her again.
After a few minutes of heated exchange the agents pull apart. Mulder frowns as he looks at the ceiling of the elevator. "It feels like the elevator is moving", says Mulder looking back at Scully. Just then the elevator opens and there are three nuns staring at them. The one in the middle slaps her hand over her mouth and the other two cross themselves.
After quickly composing herself the middle nun gives a disapproving glance at Scully and then focuses on Mulder. She peers down her nose at him and then a sign of recognition hits her face. "Fox! Fox William Mulder! Get up off of that floor this instant!"
"You know a nun?", asks Scully her hands still around his neck.
"I didn't think so", says Mulder glancing back at the nun who has stormed into the elevator and much to the surprise of Scully grabs Mulder by the ear. Scully drops off his lap as he is forced to his feet.
"Haven't changed a bit Mulder. The last time I saw you I was pulling you out of a janitor's closet with that Alicia tramp the baton twirler."
"Ms. Reynolds? You're a nun?", exclaims Mulder.
"Yes, I joined the Sisters of Charity about fifteen years ago Mr. Mulder and it was the best decision I ever made. My mission in life is serving God now, not serving Satan. I was young and foolish teaching that Sex Education class. It didn't serve any purpose but corrupting the minds of our youth. You are proof of that", she scolds as she watches Scully get to her feet.
"Sister........?", asks Mulder.
"Margaret now", replies the nun as she hold the elevator open with her black boot.
"Sister Margaret, I'm not a bad person really. I'm an FBI agent now and I serve society by bringing criminals to justice. This is my partner, Dana Scully", says Mulder.
"So, you're partaking in the sins of the flesh with a co-worker and you are *not* married?", says the nun with flashing eyes.
"We're married", says Scully quickly as she holds up her left hand. She avoids Mulder's surprised look.
"Glad to hear it", says the nun. "I was wrong about you Fox. Please accept my apology", beams the nun as she ushers the agents out of the elevator. "I must say that your wife is a very attractive young lady and I can see where your hormones may rage. Please though save it for private moments please."
Mulder tries hard not to laugh as the nuns swap places and get onto the elevator while he and Scully stand in the lobby holding hands. As the door shuts the nun gets one more comment in. "Forget what I taught in class, any type of birth control is a sin if its preventing God's gift of life from transpiring."
The doors close and Scully looks up at Mulder. "Mulder, that wasn't......"
"Ms. Reynolds, the boyhood love of my life. Why do I feel like I should go to confession?"
"Oh my God, you were in love with a nun?", asks Scully.
"Hey, you heard her, she wasn't a nun at the time", says Mulder defensively. "Besides, you lied to her."
Scully slaps her own hand over her mouth. "You're right, I did. I told her that we were married."
"We've got the rings. Justice of the Peace is just a phone call away", says Mulder suggestively.
"I am *not* getting married to you...........now", says Scully. "Especially dressed like this", motions Scully to her jeans and plaid pajama top. "Look at you." Mulder looks down at his t-shirt, pajama bottoms and sneakers.
"And we're supposed to be federal agents dedicated to serve and protect America from the criminally insane", says Mulder.
"No, we look like couch potatoes", says Scully pressing the elevator button." The elevator comes and the door opens. Dave stands there.
"What are you guys doing up now, and dressed like that?", asks Dave. Mulder tries to come up with something but before he can Dave steps off the elevator. "Have you seen Gina? She's not in the room."
Scully and Mulder turn and look at each other.
Part 17
"Come on guys, where is she?", asks Dave.
"Dave, we need to talk", says Mulder putting his arm around Dave and urging him back onto the elevator. Scully follows behind.
Once back at the penthouse Scully excuses herself and goes to their bedroom and takes a shower and dresses. When she exits the bathroom she finds Mulder sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. "How did it go?", she asks.
"He wasn't very receptive to my theory", replies Mulder raising his head to reveal a bruise on his jaw.
"Oh Mulder, he punched you?", asks Scully entering back into the bathroom. She returns with a cold facecloth and kneels next to him. Gently she presses the cloth to his jaw.
"He freaked out when I told him what she was wearing. He didn't act all that surprised, but was angry that she had the nerve to 'bring out her true colors in public'", says Mulder. "The problem is he took out his anger on me. Oww...."
"Sorry", says Scully. "If I could get my hands on that Gina I'd string her up by her fingernails. Have you seen how long they are? They could be used as a murder weapon."
"Thats my Scully, always protecting me", says Mulder taking the cloth from her and tossing it across the room. He glances at his watch. "Its already 7:00 and we're due at the brunch at 8:00. I'm going to go get dressed and then we can go down to the banquet room." He gets up to get some clothes when they hear arguing in the next room as a door slams. Mulder raises an eyebrow at Scully as they both approach the door. Mulder cracks the door an inch as they strain to hear the chaos.
"Where the f*** were you?", yells Dave.
"I don't have to tell you where I was! I'm with you all day, that was the agreement remember? I don't have to answer to you and if you don't like it you can give me my money now and I'll leave!", yells Gina back. Just then the agents hear a scuffle. "Get your hands off of me", yells Gina.
"Shut the hell up", hisses Dave. "I swear to God if Fox and Dana hear anything you've said you are going to be sorry." Just then Mulder chooses to swing the door open.
"Is there a problem Dave?", asks Mulder suspiciously.
"No, no not at all", replies Dave nervously. "You know how it is Fox. Little premarital arguments. The best part is making up." He puts his arm around Gina and pulls her to him. She gives him a drop dead look.
"Everything okay Gina?", asks Scully popping her head around Mulder.
"Yeah, sure everything's great", replies Gina with a forced smile.
""Listen, Fox I'm sorry for decking ya. I just lost it. What can I do to make it up to you?"
asks Dave picking up a program off of a table and glancing at it.
"Forget it. Just be ready with your checkbook tonight. The breakfast starts at 8 o'clock", replies Mulder. " I was just about to change my clothes. I would suggest you do the same", he gives Gina a once over. She puffs her chest out slightly and gives Mulder an appreciative look that both Scully and Dave doesn't miss.
"You're absolutely right", replies Dave. "Come on *sweetheart* lets get ready so we don't keep the Mulders waiting." He ushers Gina into their bedroom and shuts the door.
"I think Dave is losing it", says Scully. "He must be so embarrassed with her behavior." Mulder closes their door to turn to look at her.
"I can't put my finger on it, but something is not right with them", replies Mulder going to his drawer and pulling a black t-shirt out with some clean underwear. Scully's eyes follow him to the closet where he pulls out a pair of jeans.
"And you haven't noticed this before? Mulder we *know* something is not right with them. Their engagement is obviously in jeopardy. They haven't even gotten married yet and they need a marriage counselor."
"No, thats not it. There is something else that doesn't make sense", replies Mulder turning to enter the bathroom. "After breakfast I think we should give Frohike a call and see if he can do a little background check on Gina. If thats her name."
"Mulder, who else could she be?", asks Scully.
"She ain't Mother Teresa thats all I know", replies Mulder shutting the bathroom door.
Part 18
"Thanks hon", says Dave as Gina puts a plate of food in front of him. "See guys shes already acting like the dutiful little gal she is." Gina gives him a sarcastic smile as she sits down next to him.
"So Gina, I'm sorry I never caught your last name", says Mulder with a glass of orange juice in midair. He takes a long sip as he waits for her response.
"DeCaprio", replies Gina after a moment of hesitation.
"Any relation to Leo?", asks Scully.
"No", says Gina giving Scully a dirty look. She then glances over at Dave eating his breakfast and gives a small smile as she takes a bite of a danish. Just then a fat brunette woman with thick glasses walks by with a dish laden high with food. She glances over and sees Mulder. "Fox Mulder! How are you?"
Mulder squints a moment at her. "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"Oh how silly of me. I forgot my nametag", says the woman juggling her plate to reach in her pocket and pull out her tag. "Its Alicia, Alicia Jennings."
Mulder nearly chokes on his homefries as he covers his mouth. Scully smiles politely at Alicia a moment. "You must have been the baton twirler", she says.
"Yeah I was", blushes Alicia. "I was a little thinner back then."
"A little?", says Dave. Alicia glares a him.
"Oh yes, David Anderson how can I forget you. You were the one that mooned the entire graduating class as you received your diploma. What other milestones have you reached in your life?"
"I'm a successful accountant now and I'm engaged to Gina DeCaprio here", replies Dave with a smile.
"Hmm, typical", says Alicia dismissing him. "So, Fox I hear you joined the Secret Service."
"Ah, no actually its the FBI", replies Mulder. "I attended Oxford majoring in Psychology and then got recruited as a profiler."
"Oh, so you try to determine why criminals do the things they do?", asks Alicia picking a piece of bacon off of her dish and eating it.
"Ah, yeah something like that", says Mulder. "What do you do Alicia?"
"Oh I'm a food critic for the Chillmark Times. I also run a small business out of my home."
"Alicia, I'd like you to meet my wife, Dana", says Mulder motioning to Scully.
"Hi, Dana. What do you do?", asks Alicia.
"I'm a pathologist with the FBI", replies Scully.
"So you autopsy people", says Alicia.
"Yes, I try to determine the cause of death to solve crimes", replies Scully.
"Hmm, interesting", says Alicia looking from Scully to her food. "Speaking of dead people, did you hear?"
"What?", asks Mulder.
"About Craig Lawson? He's dead. Apparently that heart attack last night at the pig roast did him in. Its a shame, imagine having a fatal heart attack at only forty years old? Poor Beth is a widow and they didn't even get to have any children."
"He's dead?", asks Dave with his fork halfway to his mouth.
"Yeah, apparently he hadn't had any previous attacks, but his cholesterol was a little high according to Beth. She's already left to make the arrangements. His body has to shipped all the way back to Seattle. Well, its been nice talking to you guys, but I've got to go eat this while its still warm." She walks away and starts to sit down at a nearby table when she is stopped by another classmate. She immediately starts to relay the story of Craig's tragic end again.
"Wow, Craig's dead", says Dave amazed. "He was just so full of life. I can't believe he is really gone."
"Yeah", replies Mulder. "He was fine just before the pig roast. Dana and I talked a moment with him and then we got in line to eat. What did he talk to you about Gina?"
"Hmm?",says Gina snapping to attention.
"Did Craig give any indication that he wasn't feeling well?", asks Scully.
"No, no I wasn't aware of any problem. I only asked him where the ladies' room was. We didn't really talk about anything." She drops her eyes to her plate.
"Whats on the agenda for today?", Dave asks Mulder.
"Nothing really", replies Mulder. "Everyone is just supposed to do their own thing. Tonight of course is the ball and the banquet. Tomorrow everyone goes home."
"Got anything special planned?", asks Dave.
"I thought I'd show Dana around Chillmark. Give her a tour of all my childhood hangouts.
"Great idea", says Dave. "Mind if Gina and I tag along?"
"Actually", says Scully interrupting. "Fox and I kinda wanted to spend the day alone. He's been working on a big case lately and we haven't had a lot of time to spend with each other. If you don't mind could we see you later tonight?"
"Sure, thats fine", says Dave getting up and helping Gina get out of her chair. "We'll see you tonight at the ball. Whoever is there first save the others a seat."
"Will do", replies Mulder as they walk away.
"Ready to do a little investigative work Agent Scully?", asks Mulder.
"Thats why they put the *I* in FBI", replies Scully with a smile. The two agents pull out their chairs and head out to the lobby of the hotel. Pulling a quarter out of his pocket he lifts the receiver and puts it to his ear. He inserts the quarter and waits for the operator.
"I need to make a call with my calling card", says Mulder. "The number is............."
Part 19
"Lone Gunmen", says Langly answering the phone.
"Its me, Mulder", says Mulder looking around him to make sure that no one can overhear him.
"Hey where are ya? The guys and I were going out for chili dogs", replies Langly.
"I'm in Chillmark. I'm at my class reunion", says Mulder. "I need your help."
"Sure thing, what do you need?", asks Langly.
"I need a background check", replies Mulder.
"This may be a stupid question, but aren't you able to get information like that really fast?", asks Langly. "I mean I can do it, but it may take a few hours."
"I'm on personal time and I don't want to bring any attention to this. I need to do this really on the cue-tee", says Mulder.
"Is that Mulder", asks Frohike from the background. "Tell him he owes me twenty bucks."
"Frohike says you owe him twenty bucks", says Langly.
"I heard him. Tell him I'll pay him when I get home. Trust me there shouldn't be a money problem", replies Mulder.
"Are you doing something illegal we should know about?", asks Langly. "Cause if you are we need to scramble this phone signal."
"NO, I am not doing anything illegal. Getting back to the background check, you've got to get everything you can on Gina DeCaprio. She lives in New York City and...."
"Is this someone from your high school reunion?", asks Langly as he takes notes.
"Well, yeah but...", says Mulder.
"This isn't a paternity case is it?", asks Langly. "Cause I don't want to get involved in anything like that."
"What?", asks Mulder.
"Well I thought maybe that some high school chick of yours is claiming that you have a child you never knew about. You know the cost of college these days."
"No, where in the hell did you get that idea from? Gina is my friend's fiancee and there is something fishy about her. I don't know anything about her except her name, where she lives and she's approximately 30 to 40 years old."
"Thats a wide spread", says Langly. "I'm not sure if I'll be able to narrow it down with that little information."
"Do the best you can", replies Mulder. "I hate seeing my friend being taken advantage of."
"Where's Mulder?", asks Frohike in the background.
"He's at his class reunion", replies Langly covering the phone partly with his hand.
"Ask him if he minds if I call Dana while he's out of town", says Frohike.
Langly puts the phone back to his ear. "Frohike wants to know....."
"I heard and no I would mind", replies Mulder. "Besides, shes not home."
"Oh she went away?", asks Langly.
"Where did she go", yells Frohike in the background.
"With me", replies Mulder.
"She's with Mulder", replies Langly. Theres a crash in the background.
"What was *that*?", asks Mulder.
"Frohike just passed out", says Langly. "Oh he's coming to."
"Tell him we're rooming together", grins Mulder. Scully twists his arm and glares at him.
"Mulder and Scully are sharing a room", says Langly to Frohike who is holding onto a table as he gets up.
"NOOOOOOOOO!", screams Frohike as he pounds the top of the table with his fists.
"How soon can you have the information?", asks Mulder as he attempts to yell over the shrieks of Frohike.
"I should have it by later tonight or first thing tomorrow morning", replies Langly.
"Wheres Byers?", asks Mulder.
"Sleeping", says Langly.
"He can sleep listening to *that*?", asks Mulder as another crash is heard.
"He's used to it", replies Langly.
"Okay, we're going out, so if you need to contact us leave a message. We're in the penthouse", says Mulder.
"You're renting the penthouse? Hey Mulder, this sounds serious or is this on the fed's money?", asks Langly.
"THE PENTHOUSE!!!!!!!!!!", wails Frohike again.
"Ah, we're rooming with friends, so just leave a general message with the front desk and I'll call you back", replies Mulder. "I gotta go." He hangs up. "I think I just may have led Frohike to a nervous breakdown."
"He was already on his way", replies Scully.
"Okay, the report should be done by the time we leave here", says Mulder. Just then four police run in the revolving front door followed by three EMT's and a gurney.
"Third floor, Room 455", yells a panicked Rick at the front desk.
Mulder gives Scully a look as he walks over to the desk. "Fox Mulder, FBI." He pulls out his badge and shows it to Rick. "What happened?"
"A guest had a heart attack", replies Rick nervously after glancing at Mulder's badge. Scully comes up to stand beside Mulder.
"Who is in registered in Room 455?", asks Mulder.
Rick looks it up in the computer. Glancing up he replies, "Stanley Edwards."
Mulder looks at Scully. "Stanley, also known as Hank."
"Coincidence?", asks Scully.
"Two.....no three heart attacks in less than twenty-four hours? I think thats a little higher than the national average Scully", replies Mulder. "If Hank Edwards dies, I want you to.."
"Autopsy him", replies Scully.
"You know me too well", replies Mulder. "Lets head up to the fourth floor." He leads Scully toward the elevator.
Part 20
"Special Agent Fox Mulder, FBI", says Mulder showing his badge to the police officer standing next to the open motel room decorated with yellow crime scene tape. "Is this a suspected homicide?"
"Not yet", replies the officer. "We're just taking standard precautions. Why is the FBI here? We didn't call you guys in. We just got the call ourselves." He glances at Scully who holds up her own badge for his inspection.
"I just happened to be staying at the hotel and decided to see if there was any need for my assistance", says Mulder. "Agent Scully is a pathologist and I would suggest you to take advantage of her expertise."
"You'll have to talk to my supervisor", says the officer. "You can go in, just don't touch anything. He'll have my hide if you do." Mulder holds up the banner for Scully and then he ducks under it.
"Who the hell let you two in here? This isn't a sideshow mister, so I'd suggest you get out before I have you arrested for attempting to tamper with a suspected crime scene", says a police officer who by the number of stripes on his shirt sleeve was someone with rank.
"Agent Mulder, Agent Scully", replies Mulder holding up his badge and glancing at Scully who holds up her own. "FBI"
"FBI? What the hell are you doing here? This guy just got found", says the officer glaring at them.
"We aren't trying to take over your investigation. Like I told your officer in the hall I was only staying at the hotel for a class reunion. The victim was an attendant of the same event that I was here for and I'm just here to offer my assistance and that of Agent Scully's as well", replies Mulder.
"You better believe you aren't taking over this investigation", replies the officer. "Damn Feds are always stepping in and trying to tell us how to do our jobs. Names Captain Conners." He extends his hand to Mulder who shakes it. He then shakes Scully's hand. "Sorry for the bitter attitude, but I've been working this county for twenty years. No one is going to tell me that I can't solve a case on my own."
"What have ya got?", asks Mulder glancing down at the body on the floor covered by a sheet.
"Maid came in here about half an hour ago and found the body. Apparent heart attack. We won't know until the autopsy results come back." He glances over at Scully. "Since you're in town I suppose you could assist if you'd like."
"I'd be delighted", says Scully sarcastically. "Does anyone have any latex on them?"
"Sorry, I'd didn't anticipate getting *lucky* on this trip Scully", replies Mulder jokingly.
She rolls her eyes as an EMT comes forward and hands her a pair of gloves. After donning them she kneels next to the body and throws the sheet back to begin an external body exam.
"It just seems damn strange", says Captain Conners to Mulder as they watch Scully. "We just came here yesterday and took away a maintenance man. From what I understand another classmate of yours had a fatal attack at the pig roast at the high school last night. If I didn't know better I would think these were all related. I may be wrong, but I've ordered autopsies on the other two men before the bodies are released to their families."
"Good idea. Do you mind if Agent Scully took a look? Just for protocol sake?", asks Mulder.
"That would be great", says Captain Conners as Scully approaches them. She strips her gloves off and tosses them in a nearby wastebasket.
"From viewing this body I'm not convinced this was a natural heart attack", says Scully.
"Are you saying this was a supernatural attack", asks Mulder.
"No, I'm just saying I think that outside factors may be involved. Are you going to drive me to the medical examiner's office, or do you want me to go with the body?", asks Scully.
"Would you rather chose a dead body's company over mine?", asks Mulder.
"Just get the car", says Scully pushing Mulder toward the door. "We'll meet you at the medical examiner's office. Are the other bodies still there?"
"They aren't anxious to leave", replies the Captain. "I'll see you there." He watches Mulder and Scully cross the crime scene doorway.