Title:William, Where Are You?
Pairing: Scully/Reyes X-Files
Rating: R..
Summary: William has been kidnapped. Scully and Reyes have to figure out who did it and why. What they uncover startles them both to the core. The truth about the aliens is finally discovered.
Spoiler: None really. Takes place near the end of season 9, before the actual episode titled "William" and that means you have to forget how the series ended on TV and open your mind up a new, hopefully more intriguing ending for the show and certainly for Scully/Reyes.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show "X- Files" that belongs to FOX TV along with Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, and is not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series.
Feedback: buffyfaith19@yahoo.com
William, where are you?
Chapter One.
There was nothing but darkness in the sky, wind howling, debris flying through the air and many other noises of unknown origin crashing in the night were heard for hours on end.
Monica Reyes woke up countless times as the hurricane force winds played havoc with her attempts to get some sleep and soon she was wide awake, much to her chagrin.
She slipped her nightgown on, walked out into the hallway and heard something in her living room and she wondered if it was just the storm or something else. It was only natural that she would walk back to her dresser and grab her gun from inside and proceeded back out towards the noise with caution.
The storm was not letting up, and there was a huge crashing sound from the living room. She stormed in, gun ready and saw a figure on the ground struggling to get to it's feet and she moved over to it and put the gun up to the head and grabbed the person and pulled them to their feet.
As the person turned to face Monica she soon realized this was no intruder, but in fact Dana Scully who was standing before her. "What are you doing Scully?"
She was still a little groggy from whatever caused her to take a fall so Monica helped her over to the couch. Sitting down beside her, she then noticed a nasty cut on her forehead. Quickly, she ran to the bathroom and got out her first aid kit and a washcloth. After putting some cold water on it, she went back and cleaned Scully's wound as best she could and then bandaged her up and then tried to get her to lie back and relax for awhile.
"Are you sure you're okay? You still don't look very good?" Monica questioned, as she checked Scully's forehead for a possible fever, brushing the few strands of hair away from her face as her eyes met Scully's. Time stood still as this continued for a number of minutes before Scully lifted her body to a sitting position.
"I'm fine. Really. Someone hit me as I turned around. I don't know who. It felt like a brick hit me though."
"Okay, but can I ask why you're at my apartment?"
"I'm sorry Monica. I should have told you what I was doing before I came over."
"You can tell me now Scully. You know I want to help in any way I can."
"Yes, I know you do." she managed to get to her feet, walked over to her purse and picked it up and sat back down on the couch beside Monica again. She took out a small piece of paper and handed it to Monica.
Monica picked it up and read it out loud.
"We have William. Do not try to get him back. Do not try to find him or we will have no choice but to kill him. He is safe. Make sure he stays that way and accept he's in a better home now. Of course we know you will try to track him down, but if are so foolish, bring a body bag with you to collect your son. Is that clear?
Monica could see Scully's eyes tear up and she reached over and put her arms around her and gave her a much needed hug. Scully let her sadness, anger, frustration and every other emotion she was feeling out and before Monica could say anything she saw that Scully was asleep in her arms. She leaned back on the couch, watched Scully sleep and soon was lost in sleep as well.
When Monica woke up Scully wasn't beside her and she got up quickly and began to look around the apartment, "Scully?" she called out as she searched the place room by room before coming into her bedroom. Hearing the shower going, she let out a relieved sigh and then went back to the kitchen.
Monica then made some coffee, some bacon and eggs and was just putting them on the table when Scully walked out in nothing but a towel.
Scully smiled as she saw the food on the table and smelled the fresh coffee in the air, "I'm not really dressed for eating."
"Don't worry about it." Monica smiled, "Have a seat. We don't want your eggs to get cold."
Scully sat down, grabbed the mug of coffee and had a quick drink. She savored the taste and aroma and then watched as Monica sat down across from her. The two women enjoyed the meal, not saying a whole lot, but enjoying each other's company just the same.
When it was over, Scully grabbed her dishes and began to put them in the dishwasher. Monica grabbed them from her and gave her a friendly slap on the wrists, "Hey, guests don't do the cleanup around here. Now, go get dressed and we can talk when you're done."
Scully gave her a warm smile and handed her the dishes, "You do run a tight ship around here I see. I do need to get dressed, so I won't argue, this time." With that she walked away, the little Mickey Mouse towel looking so cute on her as she did.
She was back out in less than 10 minutes in a rather casual look for her, with blue sweater and nice fitting dark pants.
"Now, what is going on Scully?"
"I honestly don't know." she responded softly, "I found the letter when I went home last night. The nanny wasn't there and William was gone as well. The note was in his little bed and it just doesn't feel like this is part of any conspiracy. It's more like a kidnapping, yet there was no ransom demand. Nor do I have much money, so that just seems to make it even more bizarre."
"The next question is why were you here last night?"
"I came over to talk to you. I should have called. Obviously, but, I was so shaken up I just got in my car and I ended up here. I got out and was about to knock on the door when I saw a shadow in the window. It definitely wasn't yours, so I checked and since the door was open, I tried to walk in quietly. Your silly door squeaks just a bit too much and as I turned to face the figure I got hit with something right in the head and that's about all I remember." Scully said, "Except that when I woke up I was all bandaged up and lying in your arms. That did make me feel so much better and more relaxed as I woke up in a strange place."
"I'm glad you came here. I want to help. We should call Doggett and Skinner, don't you think?"
Scully got up and paced in front of the couch, then looked back at me, "I just don't know. If they think I have contacted anyone William is in very real danger. Then again, if they know I came to you it might be too late already." she paused for a moment and then her face turned white again and the guilt and fear was took over, "What have I done! I could have already got my little boy killed."
Monica got up and put her arm and Scully's shoulder, "Stop this Scully. Please. We don't know anything yet. Please, don't beat yourself up any more. We need to get back to your place and see if there are any other clues lying around. If they are going to hold out for ransom or something else, they will be calling you at home."
"I know. I know your right. I just...when will this end? I mean, he's so tiny still. He has no idea what is going on and his life has been in constant turmoil since he was born. I just want him to have a normal life. That's all." she was still very emotional, but gained her composure and moved away from Monica and then turned to face her again, "Okay, let's call Doggett, but I will wait until we know something more substantial before I talk to Skinner."
"Good then." Monica said with a positive nod, "Let's just get back to your place and call him on the way."
Scully agreed and they got into her car and took off. Monica got out her cell phone and called Doggett's private line.
"Doggett here."
"John, it's Monica. We may have a situation on our hands. Scully's son is missing and there was what appears to be a ransom note left, but with no demands on it. We're heading back to her place now. Can you meet us there?"
"Sorry Monica. They are sending me out of the country on assignment. Skinner told me it had to do with Mulder's disappearance, but they didn't want to say anything to Scully until something was more concrete."
"I understand. Well, have a safe trip and keep in touch."
Scully looked over at Monica and could tell by the conversation that John was going somewhere, so she kept staring at Monica waiting for some information on it and Monica spent that time thinking of what she should tell her.
"Oh, sorry Scully." Monica apologized, "Yes John was put on assignment. He didn't say where, just that it was on an x-files case."
"Then why weren't we informed and why is he going alone?"
"I don't know the details. Just that he had a lead and he was going to follow it up. Right now we need to concentrate on our own situation."
"Yes, I suppose your right." Scully reluctantly agreed.
As they approached Scully's apartment they noticed three black vehicles with no license plates and tinted windows parked along the street. Scully surveyed the situation, turned her head backwards and put the car in reverse. Backing up in a hurry, she made a right turn and took off down the street, then turned up an alley and parked near some trees. She got out of the car walked around to Monica's side of the car, "I think the only way in without them seeing us is to walk, but I think the best way to do this is have them see my car drive by so they won't expect anyone to be going into the apartment."
"Okay, so did you want me to go up to your place and look around?"
"Yes, I think that's best for now. They will be more likely to follow me if they know it's me in the car."
"Right." Monica agreed, "I'll contact you on your cell when I'm done looking around."
"Good. Talk to you soon." Scully added, and as Monica got out of the car and was walking towards the apartment she called out, "Be careful okay."
Monica smiled, "I will." then turned and walked slowly up to the apartment, waited for Scully to get back in the car and drive around the front and hopefully get the interest of the three very suspicious black cars.
Scully drove by the first car and even though she couldn't see through the dark tinted glass, she did notice them pull out and follow her as did the other two cars, so that was a success.
Monica used Scully's key to get into her apartment and put on a pair of white gloves and began the very slow and tedious process of investigating every inch of Scully's apartment with the hope of finding something, anything that might tip them off to who was responsible for William's disappearance.
It really was a slow and painstaking job to look through every page of every book Scully owned, look through her clothes, her dresser, her fridge, her personal items, just trying to find something that doesn't fit, that stands out as a possible piece of evidence.
She was looking through the front closet when she saw a small piece of paper in the corner. Kneeling down, she picked it up and noticed it had some numbers on one side. 555-234 and the last number was missing.
Monica knew she could have this traced and find all the possible matches with very little trouble and at least it was something. She continued to look the place over, making William's room her next stop.
It was there she found another piece of what she hoped was important evidence. It was blood by the bottom of his little bed. There was a jagged metal edge sticking out from the bottom left leg. Looking closer she saw a piece of clothing still on the metal edge and she got out her cell phone and called Scully.
"Scully. I need to know if you cut yourself on Williams bed last night?"
"No I didn't. I meant to get that fixed. I hope you didn't hurt yourself on that nasty piece of metal."
"No, but someone did." Monica added as she continued to look around the room, "I have blood and fibers on this metal. I'll have a team come collect this evidence and if we're lucky there will be some DNA proof of who was in your room last night."
"Oh that's great news Monica. Thank you so much."
"Don't thank me yet. Are you still being followed?"
"Yes, but I only see two cars behind me, so you better be careful there."
"Thanks for the tip. I will be on the lookout. I just don't want to leave until we get this evidence collected. I don't want to lose the only lead we have." Monica was about to hang up when she noticed the piece of paper in her hand, "Oh wait, I found this number on the floor of your closet. Does the number, 555-234 then it's blank, mean anything to you?"
"No, I've never heard that number before."
"Alright, I will have it checked out and as soon as I know this place is secure, I will meet you downstairs."
"Okay. I appreciate all your help Monica. I hope you know that." Scully said, hoping Monica could tell how much she meant to her.
"I do. I want to help." Monica said quickly, "Now, you drive safe and make sure they don't try and pull anything on the road or something."
"I will. Talk to you soon."
They both hung up and Monica called the FBI and had a team come out to Scully's house. She was told it would be about 20 minutes and so she continued to look around the house for even more evidence.
Scully was taking a scenic route around the city when she noticed the second car was also gone and figured they knew she was stalling and decide to head back home.
Monica was looking through William's blankets and found another piece of paper. This time it wasn't anything but a page from a children's book that he must have ripped out one night. She went back into Scully's bedroom, noticed that the drawers were all open and had been looked through and she took the time to go through them herself, but unfortunately didn't find anything in them.
The doorbell rang and Monica pulled out her gun, walked over and asked who it was. Looking through the peephole, she recognized agent Simon from past meetings, opened the door and let him and his team in.
She gave them the piece of paper and showed them the blood and fabric on the side of the bed and told Simon she needed the results sooner than was possible and he nodded his head yes and said they were all going to do their best.
Monica grabbed her cell and called Scully again.
"Scully, the team is here so I'm ready to leave. I'll meet you out back. How far away are you?"
"Not more than 5 minutes. I lost the other car so I don't know what's going on. Tell the team to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. I'll be there soon."
Monica turned and told Simon about the three cars they found watching this place and how two had stopped following her and he said they'd bring some unmarked cars and keep the place under surveillance for the next 48 hours.
She thanked him and then made her way out back, staying low just in case someone was still watching.
Once she reached the spot where Scully dropped her off she crouched down and leaned against the fence until she heard a car turn in and she saw it was Scully, so she climbed into the back seat and stayed down low and Scully took off and tried to lose her tail.
She was making every turn she could, going through parking lots, waiting at green lights until it turned red and then speeding through it and still the car kept pace. Finally, she led the car to a remote area of the city and just stopped the car. She got out and started walking towards the car. It was in reverse in seconds and soon was out of sight.
Monica climbed up from her perch in the back and said, "And you couldn't have thought of this 30 minutes ago?"
Scully walked over to where Monica was, saw her holding her back and neck and smiled, "Oh, you don't like my driving?"
"Well, I think it's more about not liking the floor in the back seat. That is just not comfortable when the car is flying around. And how many potholes did you hit anyway??
"I think it was 13 last I counted. Oh here, let me help." Scully then put her fingers around Monica's neck and began to rub her softly at first, then gripped her soft neck a little firmer and began to massage all her muscles with such a gentle touch that Monica could only moan her approval.
Scully continued to move her hands over Monica's aching neck and shoulder and then pushed her down over the hood of the car and pulled up her shirt and began to slowly massage her lower back, her fingers felt like magic to Monica's back and she didn't want it to stop.
Monica was almost in a trance when Scully finally pulled her hands away from her and it took her a couple seconds to stand up straight and look at Scully who was smiling widely at her, "So, how do you feel now?"
"OMG. I can't believe it. I feel like I could lie down and sleep for hours though. That was amazing Scully. Where did you learn to do that?"
"I'm not telling." Scully said playfully, "I'm glad you liked it though.. You really were very tense."
"Are you for hire? I could use one of these a week on this job."
"If you ask nicely we could work something out."
Monica's eye brows raised at that comment, wondering if she was reading more into it than was there, but her first instinct was that Scully was flirting with her and she liked it.
"Oh really? Well, then count me in. Whatever it takes have those magic hands work their magic on me again I'm more than willing to do."
"Then it's settled. We'll find a way to do this again soon."
"Yes, we will. I promise." Monica added, her eyes looking deep into Scully's and she could swear there was a spark there. She felt something coming from Scully and was more than willing to find out what that was. But, right now, they had a job to do, so she smiled back at her and got in the passenger seat and watched as Scully sat down beside her and drove away.
It was about 10 minutes into the drive when Scully looked over at Monica. "Where are we going anyway? I don't think I can go back to my place and I have a feeling your place will be watched as well.?"
"You're right." Monica sighed, "Why don't we just take a room at one of these out of the way motels, sign in under some alias and wait for the lab results to come in."
"I think that's a good idea." Scully agreed, "I need to keep moving though or I think too much and that isn't good right now. I need to stay focused."
"I understand Scully. We need to get some rest and then figure out where to go from there. Plus, I'm so hungry right now."
Scully turned and smiled at Monica, "Me to, and I don't want motel take out, so why don't we stop and have a nice dinner at one of these countless restaurants?"
"I'm up for that. What are you in the mood for? Chinese? Italian? Something simple?"
"Actually I'd love a hot pizza with everything on it about now." Dana said with a big smile as she thought about the pizza.
"Sounds delicious." Monica nodded, "I know a great place just a couple blocks down that make the best pizza's I've ever tasted."
"Glad that's settled. Do you know the number for take out there?"
"Sadly I do." Monica said with a half joking laugh, "I know too many take out numbers. I will call ahead."
Monica placed the order and Scully drove around the block a few times and then parked just outside the small building. They waited a few more minutes making small talk and laughing until Monica looked at her watch and got out of the car and walked inside the small pizza place and came out with a large pizza box in her hand. She slid into her seat and the smell of hot pizza filled the car instantly. Both women looked at each other and smiled, Scully drove off and then headed for the outskirts of the city and they found a motel called, "Last Chance" and thought it looked appropriately seedy enough so they parked and got out.
They registered as Ginger and Mary Ann and the old guy chuckled as he handed them a key. They walked down the corridor until they found room 9. Scully opened the door and they walked in and looked around, which took about 2 seconds, since there was very little in this place.
An old 14 inch color TV, a bed and a small night table, with an equally small chair to go with it as well as a bathroom with no shower.
There weren't many options, so they hopped up on the bed, which did seem to have clean sheets at least, and sat there eating some pizza and drinking the free Coke that came with it.
They both ate more than they wanted and Monica got up and put the pizza box in a corner of the room and then sat back up on the bed with Scully, "Well, that was good. How did you like it?"
"It was great. That was one fine pizza. I like your taste in food so far. The breakfast was also great, if I didn't say so earlier." Scully added as she helped clean up.
"You did, but thanks." Monica said, "Well, what did you want to do? It's still kind of early, but I don't think the lab results will come in until morning at the earliest."
"I'm still so full of energy to get any sleep right now. We could just go for a walk if you like?"
Monica got up off the bed, "That sounds like a good idea."
The two women locked the cheap motel room and then began walking down the sidewalk that led out of the city. It was a much calmer night, with a beautiful full moon in the sky and nothing but a fresh summer breeze blowing in from the south. Before they knew it they were walking down the highway now and decided to go along a bike path that led into a park to the west.
They were walking at a very slow, leisurely pace when Scully stopped and took Monica's arm and pointed towards a deer at the top of the hill, "Isn't that just a beautiful creature?"
"Yes it is. That innocent face, not a care in the world, just enjoying some berry's off the bushes." Monica looked in her purse and then shook her head, "I wish I had a camera. That would be such a great picture."
"I know." Scully said instinctively, and then looked at Monica again, "Do you take pictures as a hobby?"
"I try. I don't have a lot of time for it, but it is something I enjoy doing when I get a chance."
"I had no idea. I'd love to see any pictures you've taken one day."
"I'd like that." Monica said with a big smile, "When this is all over I will have you over and let you see my very small collection. I take hundreds of pictures, but only a very few seem to stand out enough to keep."
"I look forward to seeing them." Scully answered, her honest enthusiasm was not lost on Monica. "So what do you do in your spare time?"
"Ever since William came into my life my spare time is spent catching up on sleep." she laughed, then continued on to answer Monica's question, "But, before that I spent alot of time reading and even dabbling in some writing. I've always been a big fan of the old Agatha Christie mysteries and have tried my luck at writing a novel for the past 9 or so years."
"Really? I'd love to read it or anything you've written." Monica said enthusiastically.
"I don't know, normally I'm pretty shy about my writing." Scully said almost shyly, "But, I don't feel that way around you. So yes, I'd like to have you read some of the stories I've written."
"That's great. I love reading when I have the time. I have a feeling you would make a very good writer. You sure have a lot of experiences with strange occurrences to fall back on."
"Yes, that has helped a lot. Sure keeps my mind open to any possibility."
They had made it all the way back to the motel, both more than tired from the long walk and they got inside and locked the door. They both moved towards the bathroom at the same time and then both stopped at the same time. Looking at each other with big smiles on their faces, Scully waved her hand to allow Monica past.
Monica made a bowing gesture and then snuck past and went inside to wash up and change. Scully grabbed her overnight bag, pulled out her nightgown, sat it on the edge of the bed and waited for Monica to come out.
A couple minutes later Monica stepped out of the bathroom wearing a very cute little pink nighty with matching pink panties. She hopped on the bed, watched Scully walk around and then stopped in front of her.
Monica felt Scully reaching up beside her legs, noticed the nighty lying under her legs, smiled, lifted her legs, watched Scully pull it out and walk slowly into the bathroom. Scully washed her face and slipped into her own nightgown and walked back out and around to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers and lie down beside Monica. They said their goodnights and Monica curled up in a little ball and fell asleep.
Scully said her goodnight and lay her head down on her pillow. She always had the most vivid dreams of anyone she knew and sometimes that scared her and other times it was the best gift she could imagine. Tonight was one of those times.
Pairing: Scully/Reyes X-Files
Rating: R..
Summary: William has been kidnapped. Scully and Reyes have to figure out who did it and why. What they uncover startles them both to the core. The truth about the aliens is finally discovered.
Spoiler: None really. Takes place near the end of season 9, before the actual episode titled "William" and that means you have to forget how the series ended on TV and open your mind up a new, hopefully more intriguing ending for the show and certainly for Scully/Reyes.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show "X- Files" that belongs to FOX TV along with Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, and is not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series.
Feedback: buffyfaith19@yahoo.com
William, where are you?
Chapter One.
There was nothing but darkness in the sky, wind howling, debris flying through the air and many other noises of unknown origin crashing in the night were heard for hours on end.
Monica Reyes woke up countless times as the hurricane force winds played havoc with her attempts to get some sleep and soon she was wide awake, much to her chagrin.
She slipped her nightgown on, walked out into the hallway and heard something in her living room and she wondered if it was just the storm or something else. It was only natural that she would walk back to her dresser and grab her gun from inside and proceeded back out towards the noise with caution.
The storm was not letting up, and there was a huge crashing sound from the living room. She stormed in, gun ready and saw a figure on the ground struggling to get to it's feet and she moved over to it and put the gun up to the head and grabbed the person and pulled them to their feet.
As the person turned to face Monica she soon realized this was no intruder, but in fact Dana Scully who was standing before her. "What are you doing Scully?"
She was still a little groggy from whatever caused her to take a fall so Monica helped her over to the couch. Sitting down beside her, she then noticed a nasty cut on her forehead. Quickly, she ran to the bathroom and got out her first aid kit and a washcloth. After putting some cold water on it, she went back and cleaned Scully's wound as best she could and then bandaged her up and then tried to get her to lie back and relax for awhile.
"Are you sure you're okay? You still don't look very good?" Monica questioned, as she checked Scully's forehead for a possible fever, brushing the few strands of hair away from her face as her eyes met Scully's. Time stood still as this continued for a number of minutes before Scully lifted her body to a sitting position.
"I'm fine. Really. Someone hit me as I turned around. I don't know who. It felt like a brick hit me though."
"Okay, but can I ask why you're at my apartment?"
"I'm sorry Monica. I should have told you what I was doing before I came over."
"You can tell me now Scully. You know I want to help in any way I can."
"Yes, I know you do." she managed to get to her feet, walked over to her purse and picked it up and sat back down on the couch beside Monica again. She took out a small piece of paper and handed it to Monica.
Monica picked it up and read it out loud.
"We have William. Do not try to get him back. Do not try to find him or we will have no choice but to kill him. He is safe. Make sure he stays that way and accept he's in a better home now. Of course we know you will try to track him down, but if are so foolish, bring a body bag with you to collect your son. Is that clear?
Monica could see Scully's eyes tear up and she reached over and put her arms around her and gave her a much needed hug. Scully let her sadness, anger, frustration and every other emotion she was feeling out and before Monica could say anything she saw that Scully was asleep in her arms. She leaned back on the couch, watched Scully sleep and soon was lost in sleep as well.
When Monica woke up Scully wasn't beside her and she got up quickly and began to look around the apartment, "Scully?" she called out as she searched the place room by room before coming into her bedroom. Hearing the shower going, she let out a relieved sigh and then went back to the kitchen.
Monica then made some coffee, some bacon and eggs and was just putting them on the table when Scully walked out in nothing but a towel.
Scully smiled as she saw the food on the table and smelled the fresh coffee in the air, "I'm not really dressed for eating."
"Don't worry about it." Monica smiled, "Have a seat. We don't want your eggs to get cold."
Scully sat down, grabbed the mug of coffee and had a quick drink. She savored the taste and aroma and then watched as Monica sat down across from her. The two women enjoyed the meal, not saying a whole lot, but enjoying each other's company just the same.
When it was over, Scully grabbed her dishes and began to put them in the dishwasher. Monica grabbed them from her and gave her a friendly slap on the wrists, "Hey, guests don't do the cleanup around here. Now, go get dressed and we can talk when you're done."
Scully gave her a warm smile and handed her the dishes, "You do run a tight ship around here I see. I do need to get dressed, so I won't argue, this time." With that she walked away, the little Mickey Mouse towel looking so cute on her as she did.
She was back out in less than 10 minutes in a rather casual look for her, with blue sweater and nice fitting dark pants.
"Now, what is going on Scully?"
"I honestly don't know." she responded softly, "I found the letter when I went home last night. The nanny wasn't there and William was gone as well. The note was in his little bed and it just doesn't feel like this is part of any conspiracy. It's more like a kidnapping, yet there was no ransom demand. Nor do I have much money, so that just seems to make it even more bizarre."
"The next question is why were you here last night?"
"I came over to talk to you. I should have called. Obviously, but, I was so shaken up I just got in my car and I ended up here. I got out and was about to knock on the door when I saw a shadow in the window. It definitely wasn't yours, so I checked and since the door was open, I tried to walk in quietly. Your silly door squeaks just a bit too much and as I turned to face the figure I got hit with something right in the head and that's about all I remember." Scully said, "Except that when I woke up I was all bandaged up and lying in your arms. That did make me feel so much better and more relaxed as I woke up in a strange place."
"I'm glad you came here. I want to help. We should call Doggett and Skinner, don't you think?"
Scully got up and paced in front of the couch, then looked back at me, "I just don't know. If they think I have contacted anyone William is in very real danger. Then again, if they know I came to you it might be too late already." she paused for a moment and then her face turned white again and the guilt and fear was took over, "What have I done! I could have already got my little boy killed."
Monica got up and put her arm and Scully's shoulder, "Stop this Scully. Please. We don't know anything yet. Please, don't beat yourself up any more. We need to get back to your place and see if there are any other clues lying around. If they are going to hold out for ransom or something else, they will be calling you at home."
"I know. I know your right. I just...when will this end? I mean, he's so tiny still. He has no idea what is going on and his life has been in constant turmoil since he was born. I just want him to have a normal life. That's all." she was still very emotional, but gained her composure and moved away from Monica and then turned to face her again, "Okay, let's call Doggett, but I will wait until we know something more substantial before I talk to Skinner."
"Good then." Monica said with a positive nod, "Let's just get back to your place and call him on the way."
Scully agreed and they got into her car and took off. Monica got out her cell phone and called Doggett's private line.
"Doggett here."
"John, it's Monica. We may have a situation on our hands. Scully's son is missing and there was what appears to be a ransom note left, but with no demands on it. We're heading back to her place now. Can you meet us there?"
"Sorry Monica. They are sending me out of the country on assignment. Skinner told me it had to do with Mulder's disappearance, but they didn't want to say anything to Scully until something was more concrete."
"I understand. Well, have a safe trip and keep in touch."
Scully looked over at Monica and could tell by the conversation that John was going somewhere, so she kept staring at Monica waiting for some information on it and Monica spent that time thinking of what she should tell her.
"Oh, sorry Scully." Monica apologized, "Yes John was put on assignment. He didn't say where, just that it was on an x-files case."
"Then why weren't we informed and why is he going alone?"
"I don't know the details. Just that he had a lead and he was going to follow it up. Right now we need to concentrate on our own situation."
"Yes, I suppose your right." Scully reluctantly agreed.
As they approached Scully's apartment they noticed three black vehicles with no license plates and tinted windows parked along the street. Scully surveyed the situation, turned her head backwards and put the car in reverse. Backing up in a hurry, she made a right turn and took off down the street, then turned up an alley and parked near some trees. She got out of the car walked around to Monica's side of the car, "I think the only way in without them seeing us is to walk, but I think the best way to do this is have them see my car drive by so they won't expect anyone to be going into the apartment."
"Okay, so did you want me to go up to your place and look around?"
"Yes, I think that's best for now. They will be more likely to follow me if they know it's me in the car."
"Right." Monica agreed, "I'll contact you on your cell when I'm done looking around."
"Good. Talk to you soon." Scully added, and as Monica got out of the car and was walking towards the apartment she called out, "Be careful okay."
Monica smiled, "I will." then turned and walked slowly up to the apartment, waited for Scully to get back in the car and drive around the front and hopefully get the interest of the three very suspicious black cars.
Scully drove by the first car and even though she couldn't see through the dark tinted glass, she did notice them pull out and follow her as did the other two cars, so that was a success.
Monica used Scully's key to get into her apartment and put on a pair of white gloves and began the very slow and tedious process of investigating every inch of Scully's apartment with the hope of finding something, anything that might tip them off to who was responsible for William's disappearance.
It really was a slow and painstaking job to look through every page of every book Scully owned, look through her clothes, her dresser, her fridge, her personal items, just trying to find something that doesn't fit, that stands out as a possible piece of evidence.
She was looking through the front closet when she saw a small piece of paper in the corner. Kneeling down, she picked it up and noticed it had some numbers on one side. 555-234 and the last number was missing.
Monica knew she could have this traced and find all the possible matches with very little trouble and at least it was something. She continued to look the place over, making William's room her next stop.
It was there she found another piece of what she hoped was important evidence. It was blood by the bottom of his little bed. There was a jagged metal edge sticking out from the bottom left leg. Looking closer she saw a piece of clothing still on the metal edge and she got out her cell phone and called Scully.
"Scully. I need to know if you cut yourself on Williams bed last night?"
"No I didn't. I meant to get that fixed. I hope you didn't hurt yourself on that nasty piece of metal."
"No, but someone did." Monica added as she continued to look around the room, "I have blood and fibers on this metal. I'll have a team come collect this evidence and if we're lucky there will be some DNA proof of who was in your room last night."
"Oh that's great news Monica. Thank you so much."
"Don't thank me yet. Are you still being followed?"
"Yes, but I only see two cars behind me, so you better be careful there."
"Thanks for the tip. I will be on the lookout. I just don't want to leave until we get this evidence collected. I don't want to lose the only lead we have." Monica was about to hang up when she noticed the piece of paper in her hand, "Oh wait, I found this number on the floor of your closet. Does the number, 555-234 then it's blank, mean anything to you?"
"No, I've never heard that number before."
"Alright, I will have it checked out and as soon as I know this place is secure, I will meet you downstairs."
"Okay. I appreciate all your help Monica. I hope you know that." Scully said, hoping Monica could tell how much she meant to her.
"I do. I want to help." Monica said quickly, "Now, you drive safe and make sure they don't try and pull anything on the road or something."
"I will. Talk to you soon."
They both hung up and Monica called the FBI and had a team come out to Scully's house. She was told it would be about 20 minutes and so she continued to look around the house for even more evidence.
Scully was taking a scenic route around the city when she noticed the second car was also gone and figured they knew she was stalling and decide to head back home.
Monica was looking through William's blankets and found another piece of paper. This time it wasn't anything but a page from a children's book that he must have ripped out one night. She went back into Scully's bedroom, noticed that the drawers were all open and had been looked through and she took the time to go through them herself, but unfortunately didn't find anything in them.
The doorbell rang and Monica pulled out her gun, walked over and asked who it was. Looking through the peephole, she recognized agent Simon from past meetings, opened the door and let him and his team in.
She gave them the piece of paper and showed them the blood and fabric on the side of the bed and told Simon she needed the results sooner than was possible and he nodded his head yes and said they were all going to do their best.
Monica grabbed her cell and called Scully again.
"Scully, the team is here so I'm ready to leave. I'll meet you out back. How far away are you?"
"Not more than 5 minutes. I lost the other car so I don't know what's going on. Tell the team to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. I'll be there soon."
Monica turned and told Simon about the three cars they found watching this place and how two had stopped following her and he said they'd bring some unmarked cars and keep the place under surveillance for the next 48 hours.
She thanked him and then made her way out back, staying low just in case someone was still watching.
Once she reached the spot where Scully dropped her off she crouched down and leaned against the fence until she heard a car turn in and she saw it was Scully, so she climbed into the back seat and stayed down low and Scully took off and tried to lose her tail.
She was making every turn she could, going through parking lots, waiting at green lights until it turned red and then speeding through it and still the car kept pace. Finally, she led the car to a remote area of the city and just stopped the car. She got out and started walking towards the car. It was in reverse in seconds and soon was out of sight.
Monica climbed up from her perch in the back and said, "And you couldn't have thought of this 30 minutes ago?"
Scully walked over to where Monica was, saw her holding her back and neck and smiled, "Oh, you don't like my driving?"
"Well, I think it's more about not liking the floor in the back seat. That is just not comfortable when the car is flying around. And how many potholes did you hit anyway??
"I think it was 13 last I counted. Oh here, let me help." Scully then put her fingers around Monica's neck and began to rub her softly at first, then gripped her soft neck a little firmer and began to massage all her muscles with such a gentle touch that Monica could only moan her approval.
Scully continued to move her hands over Monica's aching neck and shoulder and then pushed her down over the hood of the car and pulled up her shirt and began to slowly massage her lower back, her fingers felt like magic to Monica's back and she didn't want it to stop.
Monica was almost in a trance when Scully finally pulled her hands away from her and it took her a couple seconds to stand up straight and look at Scully who was smiling widely at her, "So, how do you feel now?"
"OMG. I can't believe it. I feel like I could lie down and sleep for hours though. That was amazing Scully. Where did you learn to do that?"
"I'm not telling." Scully said playfully, "I'm glad you liked it though.. You really were very tense."
"Are you for hire? I could use one of these a week on this job."
"If you ask nicely we could work something out."
Monica's eye brows raised at that comment, wondering if she was reading more into it than was there, but her first instinct was that Scully was flirting with her and she liked it.
"Oh really? Well, then count me in. Whatever it takes have those magic hands work their magic on me again I'm more than willing to do."
"Then it's settled. We'll find a way to do this again soon."
"Yes, we will. I promise." Monica added, her eyes looking deep into Scully's and she could swear there was a spark there. She felt something coming from Scully and was more than willing to find out what that was. But, right now, they had a job to do, so she smiled back at her and got in the passenger seat and watched as Scully sat down beside her and drove away.
It was about 10 minutes into the drive when Scully looked over at Monica. "Where are we going anyway? I don't think I can go back to my place and I have a feeling your place will be watched as well.?"
"You're right." Monica sighed, "Why don't we just take a room at one of these out of the way motels, sign in under some alias and wait for the lab results to come in."
"I think that's a good idea." Scully agreed, "I need to keep moving though or I think too much and that isn't good right now. I need to stay focused."
"I understand Scully. We need to get some rest and then figure out where to go from there. Plus, I'm so hungry right now."
Scully turned and smiled at Monica, "Me to, and I don't want motel take out, so why don't we stop and have a nice dinner at one of these countless restaurants?"
"I'm up for that. What are you in the mood for? Chinese? Italian? Something simple?"
"Actually I'd love a hot pizza with everything on it about now." Dana said with a big smile as she thought about the pizza.
"Sounds delicious." Monica nodded, "I know a great place just a couple blocks down that make the best pizza's I've ever tasted."
"Glad that's settled. Do you know the number for take out there?"
"Sadly I do." Monica said with a half joking laugh, "I know too many take out numbers. I will call ahead."
Monica placed the order and Scully drove around the block a few times and then parked just outside the small building. They waited a few more minutes making small talk and laughing until Monica looked at her watch and got out of the car and walked inside the small pizza place and came out with a large pizza box in her hand. She slid into her seat and the smell of hot pizza filled the car instantly. Both women looked at each other and smiled, Scully drove off and then headed for the outskirts of the city and they found a motel called, "Last Chance" and thought it looked appropriately seedy enough so they parked and got out.
They registered as Ginger and Mary Ann and the old guy chuckled as he handed them a key. They walked down the corridor until they found room 9. Scully opened the door and they walked in and looked around, which took about 2 seconds, since there was very little in this place.
An old 14 inch color TV, a bed and a small night table, with an equally small chair to go with it as well as a bathroom with no shower.
There weren't many options, so they hopped up on the bed, which did seem to have clean sheets at least, and sat there eating some pizza and drinking the free Coke that came with it.
They both ate more than they wanted and Monica got up and put the pizza box in a corner of the room and then sat back up on the bed with Scully, "Well, that was good. How did you like it?"
"It was great. That was one fine pizza. I like your taste in food so far. The breakfast was also great, if I didn't say so earlier." Scully added as she helped clean up.
"You did, but thanks." Monica said, "Well, what did you want to do? It's still kind of early, but I don't think the lab results will come in until morning at the earliest."
"I'm still so full of energy to get any sleep right now. We could just go for a walk if you like?"
Monica got up off the bed, "That sounds like a good idea."
The two women locked the cheap motel room and then began walking down the sidewalk that led out of the city. It was a much calmer night, with a beautiful full moon in the sky and nothing but a fresh summer breeze blowing in from the south. Before they knew it they were walking down the highway now and decided to go along a bike path that led into a park to the west.
They were walking at a very slow, leisurely pace when Scully stopped and took Monica's arm and pointed towards a deer at the top of the hill, "Isn't that just a beautiful creature?"
"Yes it is. That innocent face, not a care in the world, just enjoying some berry's off the bushes." Monica looked in her purse and then shook her head, "I wish I had a camera. That would be such a great picture."
"I know." Scully said instinctively, and then looked at Monica again, "Do you take pictures as a hobby?"
"I try. I don't have a lot of time for it, but it is something I enjoy doing when I get a chance."
"I had no idea. I'd love to see any pictures you've taken one day."
"I'd like that." Monica said with a big smile, "When this is all over I will have you over and let you see my very small collection. I take hundreds of pictures, but only a very few seem to stand out enough to keep."
"I look forward to seeing them." Scully answered, her honest enthusiasm was not lost on Monica. "So what do you do in your spare time?"
"Ever since William came into my life my spare time is spent catching up on sleep." she laughed, then continued on to answer Monica's question, "But, before that I spent alot of time reading and even dabbling in some writing. I've always been a big fan of the old Agatha Christie mysteries and have tried my luck at writing a novel for the past 9 or so years."
"Really? I'd love to read it or anything you've written." Monica said enthusiastically.
"I don't know, normally I'm pretty shy about my writing." Scully said almost shyly, "But, I don't feel that way around you. So yes, I'd like to have you read some of the stories I've written."
"That's great. I love reading when I have the time. I have a feeling you would make a very good writer. You sure have a lot of experiences with strange occurrences to fall back on."
"Yes, that has helped a lot. Sure keeps my mind open to any possibility."
They had made it all the way back to the motel, both more than tired from the long walk and they got inside and locked the door. They both moved towards the bathroom at the same time and then both stopped at the same time. Looking at each other with big smiles on their faces, Scully waved her hand to allow Monica past.
Monica made a bowing gesture and then snuck past and went inside to wash up and change. Scully grabbed her overnight bag, pulled out her nightgown, sat it on the edge of the bed and waited for Monica to come out.
A couple minutes later Monica stepped out of the bathroom wearing a very cute little pink nighty with matching pink panties. She hopped on the bed, watched Scully walk around and then stopped in front of her.
Monica felt Scully reaching up beside her legs, noticed the nighty lying under her legs, smiled, lifted her legs, watched Scully pull it out and walk slowly into the bathroom. Scully washed her face and slipped into her own nightgown and walked back out and around to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers and lie down beside Monica. They said their goodnights and Monica curled up in a little ball and fell asleep.
Scully said her goodnight and lay her head down on her pillow. She always had the most vivid dreams of anyone she knew and sometimes that scared her and other times it was the best gift she could imagine. Tonight was one of those times.