40 minutes later...

John pulled into the grounds of Ringwood Manor. Him, and everyone else in the car, was stunned.

Oh my god. John whispered.

Its gorgeous! Monica exclaimed.

The manor was a lot larger than any of them ever expected. It had countless windows. What was like a small forest surrounded it from all sides. It was beautiful.

Can we just never leave here? Mulder asked.

This place looks like heaven! Dana exclaimed.

As John continued to drive down the long driveway, everyone couldn't help but look around at everything. Occasionally someone in the car would gasp or let out a little word of appreciation. As they can near the manor itself they spotted two cars and a bunch of people already there and unloading some boxes. John parked behind the van that was already there. The four agents undid their seat belts and stepped out of the car.

You must be the FBI Agents that are joining us? A women with short curly hair walked up to them. I'm Amanda Wells, I teach at the local college and I'm the one who arranged for everyone to be here this weekend. She shook each of the agents hands. As they did so each introduced themselves.

AD Follmer is already here and is helping unload some equipment. Come on and I'll introduce you to everyone else.

They followed her to the front of the van where there was six more people and Follmer.

Amanda clapped her hands together. These are the FBI Agents who are joining us on our little investigation. This is Agents Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, John Doggett and Monica Reyes. Agents these are, Nick Short, Carly Vines, Edward Smith, Laura Charmen, Jamie Long and Sarah Wood.

Everyone said hello and where very polite.

Well, now that we're all buddies what do you say we go inside? Edward suggested.

Yes that's a good idea, agents grab your bags, and everyone grab their stuff and follow me. Amanda said.

John, Monica, Dana and Mulder walked back to the car to grab their bags, while they were walking back to the group John talked to Monica.

So what do you think of all of this?

The people or the house?



Weird and creepy. You?

Strange and stranger.

Monica smiled at John, she had expected that kind of response from him. He was such a sceptic. Everyone met up just in front of the doors. Amanda stopped everyone from going in.

Carly? Could you please? Amanda asked, Carly placed her bag on the floor and stepped towards the door. She placed her hands on the handle and closed her eyes. The FBI agents looked on, very confused.

Help. Let me in. Open the door. Carly whispered, she opened her eyes and let go of the door.

What is it? Amanda asked.

Someone yelling for help, he was scared, something was after him.

Follmer whispered.

Amanda stepped forward and opened the door and they all walked in. Everyone gasped as they saw the inside. They thought the outside was beautiful, the inside was even better. They walked through the entrance and into what looked like a sitting room. Amanda turned to the group.

Welcome to Ringwood Manor. Amanda looked around the room and then turned her attention back to everyone else. Since we don't know much about each other, before the grand tour, lets talk.

Everyone sat down. There wasn't enough seats for everyone, so some people sat on the floor. Monica sat on the floor in front of John as he was seated in a single armchair.

So can I ask a question? John asked.

Go ahead. Amanda encouraged him.

What the hell are you doing here? And what was with Carly and the door thing?

Well everyone besides you agents and myself have a special gift. Carly can get impressions from objects from the person who last handled it, like the door.

What about everyone else?

Well, Laura is an automatic writer. Jamie is a Medium. Sarah is a Clairvoyant. Nick has a gift of Telepathy, he can read peoples minds. And Edward can see things.

See things?

Basically I'm like the I-see-dead-people' kid from the 6th sense.

John couldn't help but laugh. Everyone looked at him for an explanation.

I'm sorry but I find all of this hard to believe especially the mind reader.

What about Gibson? Mulder asked.

Different. Scientifically proven.

You want some proof? Nick asked.

Sure. Read someone's mind.

Who's would you like me to read?



Nick look intensely at Monica, she gave him a nervous look. Everyone looked on in anticipation. She tried to think of something simple, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help her mind wandering to events she would rather forget.

Before her car accident you had a conversation about cat people and dog people. You should have kissed her, she wanted you to. Nick looked at John. You wanted to as well.

Both Monica and John were in shock. Neither one had ever told anyone about that conversation. John looked down at Monica and saw her looking back up at him. He was getting that feeling again. When he knew he should do something. But he couldn't. He was a coward. If he had kissed her that night, maybe she never would have been hit by the car. Maybe they would be happier. As he continued to look at her, he knew he had to get out of that room, even for a few minutes. Without speaking he stood up and walked into the entrance way. Monica only hesitated a few minutes before following him. She found him staring off into space.



He turned to look at her. Such sad eyes. Full of emotion. She could get lost in them, but now wasn't the time to get lost.

You okay? She asked.

How did he know about the conversation?

He's a mind reader. Monica smiled, this produced a small one from John as well. His face turned serious again as he looked into her eyes.

Did you want me to kiss you? Her throat suddenly went numb, she couldn't speak. At her hesitation he spoke. I wanted to kiss you, but I didn't know if you wanted it as well.

I do, She whispered.

He stretched his arms out to her and she instantly accepted the hug. Monica had her arms around his shoulder. One of her hands lightly stroking his hair while the other was caressing the back of his neck. His arms encircling her waist where they ran up and down. John lifted his head up from her shoulder, this caused her to pull back slightly, but not completely. John looked at her, he leant in slowly, giving her plenty of time to back away, to tell him to stop, but she didn't. She leaned up and met him halfway. At first the kiss was very light, but soon the passion over took them and they couldn't help but open their mouths to each other. Deepening the kiss as much as possible. There hands where restless on each others bodies. Finally after what seemed like hours they parted, catching their breath. They rested their foreheads together and gazed into each others eyes. They both smiled. And gave one last parting kiss before returning to the sitting room. Everyone looked at them when they entered. No one knew what to say. So Amanda spoke up.

Well, I think now would be a good time for the grand tour.