Chapter Three.
Much to their chagrin, the place had been very thoroughly cleaned and they would find nothing there of any use. As they walked back down the stairs, Scully spotted something in the distance and they ran out to the pool area and saw a man walking swiftly down the street, carrying two envelopes. They knew it was Alex instantly and began to follow him at a very safe distance.
Unsure of why he was back in this area or if he'd actually moved at all, they could only follow and hope he led them to his new residence. They also knew he was a very cautious man. Stopping almost every few steps and looking around, Alex Krycek was not an easy man to follow.
The two women had to be very careful not to be spotted and managed to follow him to what looked like an abandoned school. It was boarded up and Alex climbed in through a side window and the women followed and tried to peak through the window, but it was very dark inside and they couldn't make out a thing, aside from some chairs and the ever present blackboard on the far wall.
Scully put her gun back in it's holster and then got on her hands and knees and was about to climb into the building when Monica pulled her to her feet, "What are you doing Scully? We don't know what's down there or who and considering how dangerous Krycek is don't you think we should just call in and have the place surrounded so he can't get away?"
"That may work. But, that may also make Krycek clam up and we may never get any information from him. This way we can go have a look at what he's up to inside and then let the FBI know of this place and they can search it and put it under surveillance after he's gone. Besides, I want to know what he is doing in there." Scully explained.
"Fine. But, I'm going with you."
"You should stay here in case he comes out."
"No way. We do this together. We're a lot safer as a team." Monica pointed out.
Scully paused for a second, then realized Monica was right, "You're right. Let's just get in there before he takes off out the other side."
They both climbed through the window and onto a desk and then down to the floor and then made their way through the many corridors and class rooms, slowly searching it room by room until they came to the gymnasium.
It was boarded off and there was no entrance they could find. They continued to look around the place, searching every room and finding nothing at all. Next they made their way down to the boiler room, that was turned off and very quiet and through the mass of pipes, furnaces and air conditioners they found a stairway leading downwards.
As they looked down it seemed to go on forever. A whole lot further than it should've gone. This was just too strange. They began the very long climb down the stairs and after 10 straight minutes of climbing down a narrow shaft, they were relieved when they saw the bottom. They hurried down and found an old wooden door, sitting half opened just a couple feet from where the stairs ended and once again pulled out their guns and opened the door all the way and turned into the corridor.
A very dark and smelly corridor, with very next to no light in the corridor, Scully pulled out her mini flashlight to give them some sense of where they were going. As she was shining it ahead, she spotted another door on the right side of the corridor.
This one was made of solid steel and to make matters worse, was locked.
Both women were visibly disappointed with this development, but knew the FBI would be able to open it once they were brought in to search the place. But, that didn't help the women at the moment, so they pressed on.
Ahead was another cheap wooden door and they went through it and instantly the place lit up. This new corridor was very new and made of the finest marble in the world. Magnificently crafted patterns were scattered along the walls, mostly ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, but there were some strange numerical formula's on the walls as well. Mixed in with all that were diagrams of what appeared to be the original Ford Studebaker.
The lights in the ceiling above were encased in a diamond shaped container and up ahead were yet another pair of doors.
One was straight ahead at the end of the hall, while the other was just to the right of that one. Scully turned both door handles and they both opened. Now they had to decide which one to take.
Monica shrugged her shoulders and Scully smiled at her and then had a quick peak through both doors and saw some computers in the room to the right, so they walked slowly through the doors and into a very large room that was literally filled with computers.
The room seemed to go on for hundreds of feet and there was no way to guess how many computers were in the room, but a couple thousand wouldn't be a bad estimate. Monica walked up to the large video screen on the west wall and tried to make out the pattern on it. There were countless arrows, going from one dot to another, then back, as if it were airplane routes or some kind of transportation grid.
Scully was looking at some of the print outs on the one and only computer that had a printer and again the information was in some kind of code and she couldn't make it out. "Scully, have a look at this." Monica said, pointing to the grid with her finger.
"Okay, what I am looking at?"
"This is just a theory, but if you look at the arrows really closely, almost until they become blurry, it seems to be showing a map of the world. From what I can tell, this is North America up here, Asia, Africa, South America and so on. Now, the main route I can see is from somewhere in California to probably Russia. Now the other main route seems to be going from Florida to Paris. There is a small one that could be a Mexico-Peru connection."
Scully studied the screen for a moment and then looked at Monica again, "That is one possibility. We need to get a team down here as soon as possible though."
"Yes, I agree." Monica said as she pulled out her cell phone to make another call, but found it was unable to get a signal. She figured it was the depth they were at or the many electrical devices and machinery that was interfering with the cell phone.
"That's okay; we can call when we are finished here."
"I think we should have a look in that other room. Either Krycek is still in this place or there is another way out. We still have to be careful."
Monica nodded again and they made their way through the other door and into what looked like a conference room, but once again it seemed empty. Inside there was a large screen against the far wall and small monitors at each of the eight chairs on the large table and two doors at the bottom of either side of the large screen as well.
Scully checked the monitors but they were not connected. Monica opened a small cupboard near the bar area and found a remote control unit. She picked it up, had a look at it and saw it had no writing on it at all, but did have about a dozen or so buttons with more of that small hieroglyphic type writing on it, pushed one and nothing happened. She pushed the second one and still nothing.
She aimed it at the large screen and pushed all the other buttons and still nothing.
Scully moved over to the door on the right and heard a voice and whispered for Monica to come over to where she was and they listened at the door and heard a number of voices talking, some louder than others and they had two options, barge in and see who was inside, or wait for backup. They chose the latter.
Instead, they checked out the other door and found it led to an underground parking lot and to their surprise, there was also some form of rail system in place, as they watched a two car train of some kind pull up and stop at the large platform in the corner to the east.
Soon after, two men came walking towards the women and they hid behind a car and watched as they opened the door and walked in.
Scully then grabbed Monica by the arm and ran towards the train car that was still at the platform. After looking around, they noticed nobody was driving it, nor was it meant to be.
They walked into the small room just off the platform and didn't find much but some cigarettes a couple books and a radio.
Monica walked back out onto the platform, looked inside the cars and as she touched the window, the doors slowly opened. She turned and looked at Scully, who walked up and stood beside her and they both stepped slowly inside the car. As they stepped away from the doors, they closed behind them and the car began to move.
Both women grabbed the railing and then they almost fell onto the two seats to the right and Scully pulled herself off Monica and sat back in the chair beside her and looked out the window to see where on earth they were headed.
It was a very long ride and they saw nothing but a few lights the whole way there. Soon after, they felt the car slow down and they both looked out the window and saw another platform about 100 feet away. So they got up and stood by the doors and waited for the car to come to a complete stop. Monica touched the door and when they opened, they stepped off the car and onto the platform and had a look around.
There was nothing about this platform that looked any different from the previous one. With the exception, there were about 30 cars in this parking lot, as opposed to just the one at the last one.
This time the women chose to follow the road and see where it led them.
It was a long and winding road, with many twists and turns, but after a very long and tiring walk, they saw some sunlight ahead. They walked towards it briskly, but as they reached the end of the road, they noticed it wasn't sunlight at all, it was artificial light created by a half dozen large poles with very bright lights atop them.
The actual area felt like a warehouse with concrete floors and the metal sidings on all the walls, the mass industrial light fixtures in the ceiling and nothing but crates and heavy machinery scattered around the room.
As they were walking towards the door, they spotted two men working to the far right of where they were standing. Hovering over what looked to be a small plane or some type of aircraft. Both men had protective suits on with large clear masks and were carrying g blowtorches to try to penetrate the hull of this craft.
The two women hid behind a large section of crates and spent a good half hour watching the two men as they changed from a blowtorch to a large sledge hammer to some type of robotic rushing machine and still they made no dent in the craft. It was obvious this machine was made out of something incredibly strong and resistant to heat and it was fascinating to watch everything they tried.
There was a loud noise coming from the left side of the warehouse and soon the women saw huge earth moving/crushing truck slowly work it's way towards where the two men were working.
It had wheels made of steel and a large set of crushing arms attached to the front end. It made it's way closer and closer to the craft and as it got close, the arms began to extend out and over it. They were then lowered and clamped onto the craft, which was then lifted into the air where then the arms began to close against the sides of the craft. You could see the immense force it was creating and there was a large burst of smoke from the friction exploding around the craft. Right then, there was a large crashing sound as the craft fell to the ground, the steels arms just fell of the large machine and crashed to the ground. The man operating it got down off the machine and looked at how his machine had been to ashes by whatever it was they were trying to crush.
He then let out a couple hundred obscenities before he kicked his machine and just walked back to the left and where he came from. The two men who were working on the craft walked over to it and there wasn't a scratch on it.
They removed their masks and uniforms and put them down a clothes chute and walked out the doors to the north. Scully stepped out from the crate slowly, and she walked with Monica over to the strange craft. It was about the size of a small airplane only with an oval shape and no engine or propulsion device, at least on the outside.
"Is this a spaceship?" Monica asked, her eyes fixated on the large object directly in front of her.
Scully took a long look at it as well as she took a couple steps forward, "I don't know. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. It could be some secret military project. It could be any number of things really. This could even be a US military base were on for all we know."
"You don't think that do you? I mean, we saw Krycek come into this place, or one section of it at least. It just doesn't feel like one of our installations." Monica said as she scanned the place with her eyes.
"I wouldn't put it past our military or even our government to deal with Krycek, since they don't know all that we do about him." Scully said as she took a closer look at the strange craft. "Even if they did, it probably wouldn't stop them if they thought he could provide them with something valuable."
"That's true. I think we need to do a lot more investigating into this. We know the address of this place. We know how to get back here, so we should find out where this exit leads and start making some calls." Monica added, her eyes continually searching around the large warehouse as if she was sensing something.
Scully watched Monica's eyes and began to feel a bit uneasy about the whole situation as well and as she looked back at Monica, she pointed to the north doors and they both began to run and then went flying through the doors and just kept right on running.
They could tell they were still underground and it felt like they were running through some kind of tunnel and the only strange thing about it was that the ground was moving right along with them.
As they stopped to look around, they began to shake and were actually knocked to the ground by the constant movement of the very unstable ground at their feet. Scully got to her feet and helped Monica up and they used each other for balance and held on tight as they tried to make there way through the long tunnel before this ground became even worse to travel on.
Finally, after another long and exhausting run, the two women made it outside to a clearing. They were near a train station and made a quick note as to where they were and then made their way to a gas station down the road, checked the street signs and found out they were about 5 miles from where they started this little trip and still were no closer to catching Krycek.
Monica called the FBI and had a car come pick them up and take them back to where they had parked. She gave the agent all the information they gathered underground and made sure he transferred it all to Skinner and they thanked the man for the lift and got out and hopped back into their car.
It was well after 7 PM now and Monica looked at her watch and then back at Scully, "I don't know about you but I could use something to eat about now. Did you want to grab something and take it back to my place and eat?"
"Actually that sounds like a great idea." Scully said with a nod and smile, "I don't want to be alone in my apartment right now and I'd love the company."
"It's settled then. What are you in the mood for tonight?" Monica asked.
"Nothing heavy." Scully, still feeling the affects of the pizza from the night before, "I'd be happy with a Caesar's salad and some fresh bread to go with it."
"I'm up for that. I think this place downtown has pretty good salad so I'll call the order in and it should be ready by the time we get there."
Scully just smiled and watched Monica dial and then place the order and she drove downtown, and parked in the back entrance per Monica's instructions. Monica got out and walked inside and was back out with a large paper bag and back in the car before she could blink.
It didn't take long to reach Monica's apartment. Scully parked out front and Monica led the way up to her apartment, the place Scully remembers all to well from the welt on her head.
Monica unlocked her door and they walked inside. Monica threw her jacket on the couch, set her purse on the counter and put the bag with the food in it on the table. She sat down and waited as Scully put her purse and jacket on the chair beside her, and then sat down across from her. She handed Scully a salad, two very fresh slices of bread, took her own food out and began to enjoy their meal as the two women relaxed and made small talk until they were finished.
They gathered up the bag and the containers and tossed them in a garbage bag under the sink and then Monica stopped at her wine cabinet, "Would you like a glass of wine?" Scully nodded, "Yes that would be nice."
Monica walked over to a pretty oak stained wine rack, that was mounted on the wall above her microwave and pulled out a bottle of very expensive imported Merlot. She grabbed a couple wine glasses from the cupboard and took them over to where Scully was sitting. Sitting the glasses on the coffee table, she slowly poured about half a glass of wine in each glass and then sat down right beside Scully and handed her a glass.
Scully put her glass out to toast Monica and she smiled and they touched glasses and then each had a slow sip of wine and let it swirl around in their mouths before swallowing, "That was spectacular. Where did you find this?"
"It's a long story." Monica said with a laugh, "A friend of a friend who knows a friend who makes wine in Sicily brought me back a case last year."
"It must be nice to know friends in high places like that." Scully smiled as leaned back and kicked off her shoes and let out a soft sigh at how good that felt after a long day walking and running for what must have been over 10 miles totaled.
"I know how you feel Scully. My feet ache right now something terrible." Monica kicked her shoes off to the side and leaned down and began to rub her feet from ankle to bottom of her foot, massaging in just the right places, letting out sharp little moans at how good her hands felt on her sore feet right now.
"You sure know how to take care of your feet. You have to show you me your secret one day." Scully said, half joking and half hoping Monica would take her up on the offer.
"There's no time like the present. I could give you a quick little demonstration right now if you want?" Monica looked up at Scully and tried to gauge her reaction and was more than a little pleased to see her smile back, "Sure, that would be so great right now."
"The best place to do this is in the bathtub while you soaking your feet. So, follow me." Monica got up, led Scully back to the bathroom, turned the water on and let it heat up. She then looked back at Scully who was leaning against the bathroom door, their eyes locked together for the longest time. She stood up, walked over to where Scully was standing, put her hand up beside Scully's shoulder and continued to gaze into her eyes.
Monica then put her other hand on Scully's waist, with no resistance to any of her advances, leaned in and put her lips on Scully's and felt her lips pushing back against hers and the two shared their first real kiss.
Neither of them stopped the kiss, instead, the kiss became deeper and more passionate. Both women moving their hands up and down the other's body, clothes coming off, until they were standing against the bathroom door in nothing but their bra and panties.
Monica took Scully's hand and led her back to the bedroom and she lay down with her arms still around her and lips still locked together, that first kiss lasting longer than either even realized, as they were so caught up in the moment time was standing still.
Scully reached behind Monica and unhooked her bra and it fell to the floor as Scully pulled Monica closer and put her hands on her small yet firm round breasts, her mouth finding her nipple and her tongue slid over it and began to lick every inch or her now very hard nipple.
Monica let out numerous sighs and audible moans of pleasure and Scully cupped her other breast and moved her tongue over her other nipple, hungrily licking and sucking the nipple until it was as hard as the other.
Scully then kissed her way down Monica's firm stomach, her hands caressing the curves of her waist and hips before reaching her white lace panties.
They were in the middle of a wonderful moment, when as luck would have it, Scully cell phone went off. Not wanting to miss any calls that could be about her son, she picked it up and answered it. Sadly, it was nothing but a recorded message from some marketing company, but it was enough to kill the mood.
Monica smiled, crawled back up and found Scully's mouth, gave her a very soft kiss and held her close and they stay like that until the next morning.
It was another early day for both of them, with Monica up first and had started making coffee and was in the process of getting ready for a shower when Scully woke up and watched Monica walk past her and into the bathroom.
Scully got up and walked into the kitchen and saw that the coffee was ready and found a cup and poured herself some and then sat down at the table and opened up the morning paper.
She was flipping through it casually until she got to the international section and saw the front-page headline, "Two known Russian mobsters found shot dead yesterday."
Scully new Sikovic was murdered, but finding out that the other main lead in this case was also killed, was anything but uplifting so early in the morning.
As she read on, the article said that Igor Salionov was killed at his residence with a single bullet to the head. Execution style. They placed the time of deaths a little over three hours apart. The paper suggests the police are following all possible leads.
Which meant her and Reyes need to get in contact with the FBI and find out what else they know about these two homicides.
Scully got out her cell phone and placed a call to Skinner on his private cell phone and he answered, "Skinner here."
"It's Scully. I just read about Salionov's murder in the paper. Why weren't we told about this when it happened?"
"I don't know the details." Skinner said gruffly, "The information was late getting to me and from what I can gather from my sources there was a very strong attempt to cover up or at least suppress this information from the media."
Scully's eyes lit up, "But why? Who is involved?"
"A cover up of this type has to involve very high level people from many different agencies. But, the information is out there, so the cover up was not a success. I've talked to a few men I trust and there is a lot of suspicion coming from our department. There are many rumors circulating around here and quite a few are pointing to assistant director Follmer, but there is not proof to back this up."
"Didn't Doggett call you last night?" Scully asked, surprised Skinner hadn't heard the news about Follmer.
"No, I wasn't in the office. Someone could have patched him through. Why?"
"Because he has information that Follmer knows Krycek and has had contact with him for over 15 years. There's a very good chance he is in on all of this. I don't want to get into all the details over the phone, but I think you better start investigating Follmer now and find out what he's been doing in the past 24 hours."
"These are serious allegations Scully. You better be able to back them up or you, Reyes and Doggett could lose your badges if you start accusing Follmer without proof."
"We aren't about to do that." Scully reassured, "We just need you to look into his past a little closer. There has to be some connection to Krycek. I would guess some connections to other undesirables in his past. Right now, the two biggest suspects in these two murders are Krycek and Follmer, so we need some help here Skinner. You have a lot more security clearance than we do so I'm asking you to do what it takes to look into this more thoroughly."
"I'll do what I can, but, I can't promise any miracles. Guys like Follmer are usually good covering their tracks or he would have slipped up by now. I'll get back to you on this." Skinner said and then hung up the phone and got to work.
Scully put down her cell phone, got up to have a look in Monica's fridge and was not surprised to find a collection of fruit and vegetables, some assorted juices and even a six-pack of beer on the bottom shelf.
She grabbed herself a grapefruit and sat back down. She had just begun to eat when Monica walked out of the bedroom. Her hair still wet, yet fully dressed, she walked over to the table, smiled at Scully and got a warm smile back before grabbing a cup of coffee and sitting down across from her.
"Good morning Monica."
"Good morning to you to Dana." she said, realizing this was the first time she had ever used Scully's given name.
"How did you sleep?"
"Incredible. Just incredible." Dana gushed, "And you?"
"The same. I think I have you to thank for that." Scully smiled, put her coffee down and gently put her hand over Monica's, "I'm not sure what to say right now."
"You don't have to say anything right now." Monica said softly, "I don't want to add any more complications to your life right now either. I want you to know that I did want to be with you last night and I' here for you any time you need me. I'm not going anywhere."
"Thank you. I know I can count on you. It's why I feel so comfortable around you. I do want to talk more once I find William. I do have a lot I need to say to you. But you're right; we don't need the complications during this investigation." Scully got up, walked over to Reyes and put her hand on her shoulder as she walked past her, then stopped, turned her head back towards her, "I just want you to know that I loved last night and want to continue it once I get William back." Monica smiled back and Scully went into the bedroom and then climbed into the shower.
Much to their chagrin, the place had been very thoroughly cleaned and they would find nothing there of any use. As they walked back down the stairs, Scully spotted something in the distance and they ran out to the pool area and saw a man walking swiftly down the street, carrying two envelopes. They knew it was Alex instantly and began to follow him at a very safe distance.
Unsure of why he was back in this area or if he'd actually moved at all, they could only follow and hope he led them to his new residence. They also knew he was a very cautious man. Stopping almost every few steps and looking around, Alex Krycek was not an easy man to follow.
The two women had to be very careful not to be spotted and managed to follow him to what looked like an abandoned school. It was boarded up and Alex climbed in through a side window and the women followed and tried to peak through the window, but it was very dark inside and they couldn't make out a thing, aside from some chairs and the ever present blackboard on the far wall.
Scully put her gun back in it's holster and then got on her hands and knees and was about to climb into the building when Monica pulled her to her feet, "What are you doing Scully? We don't know what's down there or who and considering how dangerous Krycek is don't you think we should just call in and have the place surrounded so he can't get away?"
"That may work. But, that may also make Krycek clam up and we may never get any information from him. This way we can go have a look at what he's up to inside and then let the FBI know of this place and they can search it and put it under surveillance after he's gone. Besides, I want to know what he is doing in there." Scully explained.
"Fine. But, I'm going with you."
"You should stay here in case he comes out."
"No way. We do this together. We're a lot safer as a team." Monica pointed out.
Scully paused for a second, then realized Monica was right, "You're right. Let's just get in there before he takes off out the other side."
They both climbed through the window and onto a desk and then down to the floor and then made their way through the many corridors and class rooms, slowly searching it room by room until they came to the gymnasium.
It was boarded off and there was no entrance they could find. They continued to look around the place, searching every room and finding nothing at all. Next they made their way down to the boiler room, that was turned off and very quiet and through the mass of pipes, furnaces and air conditioners they found a stairway leading downwards.
As they looked down it seemed to go on forever. A whole lot further than it should've gone. This was just too strange. They began the very long climb down the stairs and after 10 straight minutes of climbing down a narrow shaft, they were relieved when they saw the bottom. They hurried down and found an old wooden door, sitting half opened just a couple feet from where the stairs ended and once again pulled out their guns and opened the door all the way and turned into the corridor.
A very dark and smelly corridor, with very next to no light in the corridor, Scully pulled out her mini flashlight to give them some sense of where they were going. As she was shining it ahead, she spotted another door on the right side of the corridor.
This one was made of solid steel and to make matters worse, was locked.
Both women were visibly disappointed with this development, but knew the FBI would be able to open it once they were brought in to search the place. But, that didn't help the women at the moment, so they pressed on.
Ahead was another cheap wooden door and they went through it and instantly the place lit up. This new corridor was very new and made of the finest marble in the world. Magnificently crafted patterns were scattered along the walls, mostly ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, but there were some strange numerical formula's on the walls as well. Mixed in with all that were diagrams of what appeared to be the original Ford Studebaker.
The lights in the ceiling above were encased in a diamond shaped container and up ahead were yet another pair of doors.
One was straight ahead at the end of the hall, while the other was just to the right of that one. Scully turned both door handles and they both opened. Now they had to decide which one to take.
Monica shrugged her shoulders and Scully smiled at her and then had a quick peak through both doors and saw some computers in the room to the right, so they walked slowly through the doors and into a very large room that was literally filled with computers.
The room seemed to go on for hundreds of feet and there was no way to guess how many computers were in the room, but a couple thousand wouldn't be a bad estimate. Monica walked up to the large video screen on the west wall and tried to make out the pattern on it. There were countless arrows, going from one dot to another, then back, as if it were airplane routes or some kind of transportation grid.
Scully was looking at some of the print outs on the one and only computer that had a printer and again the information was in some kind of code and she couldn't make it out. "Scully, have a look at this." Monica said, pointing to the grid with her finger.
"Okay, what I am looking at?"
"This is just a theory, but if you look at the arrows really closely, almost until they become blurry, it seems to be showing a map of the world. From what I can tell, this is North America up here, Asia, Africa, South America and so on. Now, the main route I can see is from somewhere in California to probably Russia. Now the other main route seems to be going from Florida to Paris. There is a small one that could be a Mexico-Peru connection."
Scully studied the screen for a moment and then looked at Monica again, "That is one possibility. We need to get a team down here as soon as possible though."
"Yes, I agree." Monica said as she pulled out her cell phone to make another call, but found it was unable to get a signal. She figured it was the depth they were at or the many electrical devices and machinery that was interfering with the cell phone.
"That's okay; we can call when we are finished here."
"I think we should have a look in that other room. Either Krycek is still in this place or there is another way out. We still have to be careful."
Monica nodded again and they made their way through the other door and into what looked like a conference room, but once again it seemed empty. Inside there was a large screen against the far wall and small monitors at each of the eight chairs on the large table and two doors at the bottom of either side of the large screen as well.
Scully checked the monitors but they were not connected. Monica opened a small cupboard near the bar area and found a remote control unit. She picked it up, had a look at it and saw it had no writing on it at all, but did have about a dozen or so buttons with more of that small hieroglyphic type writing on it, pushed one and nothing happened. She pushed the second one and still nothing.
She aimed it at the large screen and pushed all the other buttons and still nothing.
Scully moved over to the door on the right and heard a voice and whispered for Monica to come over to where she was and they listened at the door and heard a number of voices talking, some louder than others and they had two options, barge in and see who was inside, or wait for backup. They chose the latter.
Instead, they checked out the other door and found it led to an underground parking lot and to their surprise, there was also some form of rail system in place, as they watched a two car train of some kind pull up and stop at the large platform in the corner to the east.
Soon after, two men came walking towards the women and they hid behind a car and watched as they opened the door and walked in.
Scully then grabbed Monica by the arm and ran towards the train car that was still at the platform. After looking around, they noticed nobody was driving it, nor was it meant to be.
They walked into the small room just off the platform and didn't find much but some cigarettes a couple books and a radio.
Monica walked back out onto the platform, looked inside the cars and as she touched the window, the doors slowly opened. She turned and looked at Scully, who walked up and stood beside her and they both stepped slowly inside the car. As they stepped away from the doors, they closed behind them and the car began to move.
Both women grabbed the railing and then they almost fell onto the two seats to the right and Scully pulled herself off Monica and sat back in the chair beside her and looked out the window to see where on earth they were headed.
It was a very long ride and they saw nothing but a few lights the whole way there. Soon after, they felt the car slow down and they both looked out the window and saw another platform about 100 feet away. So they got up and stood by the doors and waited for the car to come to a complete stop. Monica touched the door and when they opened, they stepped off the car and onto the platform and had a look around.
There was nothing about this platform that looked any different from the previous one. With the exception, there were about 30 cars in this parking lot, as opposed to just the one at the last one.
This time the women chose to follow the road and see where it led them.
It was a long and winding road, with many twists and turns, but after a very long and tiring walk, they saw some sunlight ahead. They walked towards it briskly, but as they reached the end of the road, they noticed it wasn't sunlight at all, it was artificial light created by a half dozen large poles with very bright lights atop them.
The actual area felt like a warehouse with concrete floors and the metal sidings on all the walls, the mass industrial light fixtures in the ceiling and nothing but crates and heavy machinery scattered around the room.
As they were walking towards the door, they spotted two men working to the far right of where they were standing. Hovering over what looked to be a small plane or some type of aircraft. Both men had protective suits on with large clear masks and were carrying g blowtorches to try to penetrate the hull of this craft.
The two women hid behind a large section of crates and spent a good half hour watching the two men as they changed from a blowtorch to a large sledge hammer to some type of robotic rushing machine and still they made no dent in the craft. It was obvious this machine was made out of something incredibly strong and resistant to heat and it was fascinating to watch everything they tried.
There was a loud noise coming from the left side of the warehouse and soon the women saw huge earth moving/crushing truck slowly work it's way towards where the two men were working.
It had wheels made of steel and a large set of crushing arms attached to the front end. It made it's way closer and closer to the craft and as it got close, the arms began to extend out and over it. They were then lowered and clamped onto the craft, which was then lifted into the air where then the arms began to close against the sides of the craft. You could see the immense force it was creating and there was a large burst of smoke from the friction exploding around the craft. Right then, there was a large crashing sound as the craft fell to the ground, the steels arms just fell of the large machine and crashed to the ground. The man operating it got down off the machine and looked at how his machine had been to ashes by whatever it was they were trying to crush.
He then let out a couple hundred obscenities before he kicked his machine and just walked back to the left and where he came from. The two men who were working on the craft walked over to it and there wasn't a scratch on it.
They removed their masks and uniforms and put them down a clothes chute and walked out the doors to the north. Scully stepped out from the crate slowly, and she walked with Monica over to the strange craft. It was about the size of a small airplane only with an oval shape and no engine or propulsion device, at least on the outside.
"Is this a spaceship?" Monica asked, her eyes fixated on the large object directly in front of her.
Scully took a long look at it as well as she took a couple steps forward, "I don't know. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. It could be some secret military project. It could be any number of things really. This could even be a US military base were on for all we know."
"You don't think that do you? I mean, we saw Krycek come into this place, or one section of it at least. It just doesn't feel like one of our installations." Monica said as she scanned the place with her eyes.
"I wouldn't put it past our military or even our government to deal with Krycek, since they don't know all that we do about him." Scully said as she took a closer look at the strange craft. "Even if they did, it probably wouldn't stop them if they thought he could provide them with something valuable."
"That's true. I think we need to do a lot more investigating into this. We know the address of this place. We know how to get back here, so we should find out where this exit leads and start making some calls." Monica added, her eyes continually searching around the large warehouse as if she was sensing something.
Scully watched Monica's eyes and began to feel a bit uneasy about the whole situation as well and as she looked back at Monica, she pointed to the north doors and they both began to run and then went flying through the doors and just kept right on running.
They could tell they were still underground and it felt like they were running through some kind of tunnel and the only strange thing about it was that the ground was moving right along with them.
As they stopped to look around, they began to shake and were actually knocked to the ground by the constant movement of the very unstable ground at their feet. Scully got to her feet and helped Monica up and they used each other for balance and held on tight as they tried to make there way through the long tunnel before this ground became even worse to travel on.
Finally, after another long and exhausting run, the two women made it outside to a clearing. They were near a train station and made a quick note as to where they were and then made their way to a gas station down the road, checked the street signs and found out they were about 5 miles from where they started this little trip and still were no closer to catching Krycek.
Monica called the FBI and had a car come pick them up and take them back to where they had parked. She gave the agent all the information they gathered underground and made sure he transferred it all to Skinner and they thanked the man for the lift and got out and hopped back into their car.
It was well after 7 PM now and Monica looked at her watch and then back at Scully, "I don't know about you but I could use something to eat about now. Did you want to grab something and take it back to my place and eat?"
"Actually that sounds like a great idea." Scully said with a nod and smile, "I don't want to be alone in my apartment right now and I'd love the company."
"It's settled then. What are you in the mood for tonight?" Monica asked.
"Nothing heavy." Scully, still feeling the affects of the pizza from the night before, "I'd be happy with a Caesar's salad and some fresh bread to go with it."
"I'm up for that. I think this place downtown has pretty good salad so I'll call the order in and it should be ready by the time we get there."
Scully just smiled and watched Monica dial and then place the order and she drove downtown, and parked in the back entrance per Monica's instructions. Monica got out and walked inside and was back out with a large paper bag and back in the car before she could blink.
It didn't take long to reach Monica's apartment. Scully parked out front and Monica led the way up to her apartment, the place Scully remembers all to well from the welt on her head.
Monica unlocked her door and they walked inside. Monica threw her jacket on the couch, set her purse on the counter and put the bag with the food in it on the table. She sat down and waited as Scully put her purse and jacket on the chair beside her, and then sat down across from her. She handed Scully a salad, two very fresh slices of bread, took her own food out and began to enjoy their meal as the two women relaxed and made small talk until they were finished.
They gathered up the bag and the containers and tossed them in a garbage bag under the sink and then Monica stopped at her wine cabinet, "Would you like a glass of wine?" Scully nodded, "Yes that would be nice."
Monica walked over to a pretty oak stained wine rack, that was mounted on the wall above her microwave and pulled out a bottle of very expensive imported Merlot. She grabbed a couple wine glasses from the cupboard and took them over to where Scully was sitting. Sitting the glasses on the coffee table, she slowly poured about half a glass of wine in each glass and then sat down right beside Scully and handed her a glass.
Scully put her glass out to toast Monica and she smiled and they touched glasses and then each had a slow sip of wine and let it swirl around in their mouths before swallowing, "That was spectacular. Where did you find this?"
"It's a long story." Monica said with a laugh, "A friend of a friend who knows a friend who makes wine in Sicily brought me back a case last year."
"It must be nice to know friends in high places like that." Scully smiled as leaned back and kicked off her shoes and let out a soft sigh at how good that felt after a long day walking and running for what must have been over 10 miles totaled.
"I know how you feel Scully. My feet ache right now something terrible." Monica kicked her shoes off to the side and leaned down and began to rub her feet from ankle to bottom of her foot, massaging in just the right places, letting out sharp little moans at how good her hands felt on her sore feet right now.
"You sure know how to take care of your feet. You have to show you me your secret one day." Scully said, half joking and half hoping Monica would take her up on the offer.
"There's no time like the present. I could give you a quick little demonstration right now if you want?" Monica looked up at Scully and tried to gauge her reaction and was more than a little pleased to see her smile back, "Sure, that would be so great right now."
"The best place to do this is in the bathtub while you soaking your feet. So, follow me." Monica got up, led Scully back to the bathroom, turned the water on and let it heat up. She then looked back at Scully who was leaning against the bathroom door, their eyes locked together for the longest time. She stood up, walked over to where Scully was standing, put her hand up beside Scully's shoulder and continued to gaze into her eyes.
Monica then put her other hand on Scully's waist, with no resistance to any of her advances, leaned in and put her lips on Scully's and felt her lips pushing back against hers and the two shared their first real kiss.
Neither of them stopped the kiss, instead, the kiss became deeper and more passionate. Both women moving their hands up and down the other's body, clothes coming off, until they were standing against the bathroom door in nothing but their bra and panties.
Monica took Scully's hand and led her back to the bedroom and she lay down with her arms still around her and lips still locked together, that first kiss lasting longer than either even realized, as they were so caught up in the moment time was standing still.
Scully reached behind Monica and unhooked her bra and it fell to the floor as Scully pulled Monica closer and put her hands on her small yet firm round breasts, her mouth finding her nipple and her tongue slid over it and began to lick every inch or her now very hard nipple.
Monica let out numerous sighs and audible moans of pleasure and Scully cupped her other breast and moved her tongue over her other nipple, hungrily licking and sucking the nipple until it was as hard as the other.
Scully then kissed her way down Monica's firm stomach, her hands caressing the curves of her waist and hips before reaching her white lace panties.
They were in the middle of a wonderful moment, when as luck would have it, Scully cell phone went off. Not wanting to miss any calls that could be about her son, she picked it up and answered it. Sadly, it was nothing but a recorded message from some marketing company, but it was enough to kill the mood.
Monica smiled, crawled back up and found Scully's mouth, gave her a very soft kiss and held her close and they stay like that until the next morning.
It was another early day for both of them, with Monica up first and had started making coffee and was in the process of getting ready for a shower when Scully woke up and watched Monica walk past her and into the bathroom.
Scully got up and walked into the kitchen and saw that the coffee was ready and found a cup and poured herself some and then sat down at the table and opened up the morning paper.
She was flipping through it casually until she got to the international section and saw the front-page headline, "Two known Russian mobsters found shot dead yesterday."
Scully new Sikovic was murdered, but finding out that the other main lead in this case was also killed, was anything but uplifting so early in the morning.
As she read on, the article said that Igor Salionov was killed at his residence with a single bullet to the head. Execution style. They placed the time of deaths a little over three hours apart. The paper suggests the police are following all possible leads.
Which meant her and Reyes need to get in contact with the FBI and find out what else they know about these two homicides.
Scully got out her cell phone and placed a call to Skinner on his private cell phone and he answered, "Skinner here."
"It's Scully. I just read about Salionov's murder in the paper. Why weren't we told about this when it happened?"
"I don't know the details." Skinner said gruffly, "The information was late getting to me and from what I can gather from my sources there was a very strong attempt to cover up or at least suppress this information from the media."
Scully's eyes lit up, "But why? Who is involved?"
"A cover up of this type has to involve very high level people from many different agencies. But, the information is out there, so the cover up was not a success. I've talked to a few men I trust and there is a lot of suspicion coming from our department. There are many rumors circulating around here and quite a few are pointing to assistant director Follmer, but there is not proof to back this up."
"Didn't Doggett call you last night?" Scully asked, surprised Skinner hadn't heard the news about Follmer.
"No, I wasn't in the office. Someone could have patched him through. Why?"
"Because he has information that Follmer knows Krycek and has had contact with him for over 15 years. There's a very good chance he is in on all of this. I don't want to get into all the details over the phone, but I think you better start investigating Follmer now and find out what he's been doing in the past 24 hours."
"These are serious allegations Scully. You better be able to back them up or you, Reyes and Doggett could lose your badges if you start accusing Follmer without proof."
"We aren't about to do that." Scully reassured, "We just need you to look into his past a little closer. There has to be some connection to Krycek. I would guess some connections to other undesirables in his past. Right now, the two biggest suspects in these two murders are Krycek and Follmer, so we need some help here Skinner. You have a lot more security clearance than we do so I'm asking you to do what it takes to look into this more thoroughly."
"I'll do what I can, but, I can't promise any miracles. Guys like Follmer are usually good covering their tracks or he would have slipped up by now. I'll get back to you on this." Skinner said and then hung up the phone and got to work.
Scully put down her cell phone, got up to have a look in Monica's fridge and was not surprised to find a collection of fruit and vegetables, some assorted juices and even a six-pack of beer on the bottom shelf.
She grabbed herself a grapefruit and sat back down. She had just begun to eat when Monica walked out of the bedroom. Her hair still wet, yet fully dressed, she walked over to the table, smiled at Scully and got a warm smile back before grabbing a cup of coffee and sitting down across from her.
"Good morning Monica."
"Good morning to you to Dana." she said, realizing this was the first time she had ever used Scully's given name.
"How did you sleep?"
"Incredible. Just incredible." Dana gushed, "And you?"
"The same. I think I have you to thank for that." Scully smiled, put her coffee down and gently put her hand over Monica's, "I'm not sure what to say right now."
"You don't have to say anything right now." Monica said softly, "I don't want to add any more complications to your life right now either. I want you to know that I did want to be with you last night and I' here for you any time you need me. I'm not going anywhere."
"Thank you. I know I can count on you. It's why I feel so comfortable around you. I do want to talk more once I find William. I do have a lot I need to say to you. But you're right; we don't need the complications during this investigation." Scully got up, walked over to Reyes and put her hand on her shoulder as she walked past her, then stopped, turned her head back towards her, "I just want you to know that I loved last night and want to continue it once I get William back." Monica smiled back and Scully went into the bedroom and then climbed into the shower.