TO SAVE THE WORLD
PART 14
"What about it?" I asked, he'd definitely perked my interest with that last statement of his.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Agent Scully."
"Would you not call me that? I'm not an Agent anymore."
"Right, what should I call you then?"
"Katherine Carter, that is who I am now."
"Alright then, Mrs. Carter, I was getting to a point before. December 12, 2012. You've got to stop it."
"Yes, this I know. Are you going to tell me something I don't, or are you going to lead me around on a wild goose chase?"
"I can help."
"How?"
"I told you, I'm a member of the new syndicate. I know things you have no way of knowing."
"Things such as…"
"You're a bigger problem than they had initially anticipated."
"Who? All of us?"
"No. You in general. It's why they took you instead of Dwayne Barry. They hadn't planned on Mulder saving you, and to tell you the truth, they would have killed you if they hadn't thought of William, and then when you gave him away they saw no use for you, in all honesty, if you hadn't gone into hiding, you'd be dead. You'd all be dead. But, they wanted for you to suffer, they wanted you to watch Mulder die…for good. They're still looking for you, Scully, now more than ever, and when they find you, they won't think about it, they'll just kill you. I'd advise you be more careful than you are. A lot more careful."
My hands were shaking at that point, "who are you?"
"Well, let's just say you're not too terribly off on my name."
I thought a minute, but nothing would come to me, I knew who this man was, but I didn't. It was so damn frustrating. "Why won't you just tell me who you are?"
"Trust no one, Scully. They're always watching, listening, I'm not going to screw myself into the ground…I don't want a price on my head. I'm sure they've got reason enough to kill me as it is, so I'm not taking kindly to pissing them off. You'll know, in time. Until then, watch your back. They've got a knack for hiding in plain sight, just like you. And, we're not just men in black suits anymore. It's different now, we can be a man or a woman, in our 20's, 30's, 40's, and up. Blonde, brunette, redhead. Tall or short. Trust no one, Scully, now more than ever." And then he hung up. Leaving me with my mouth hanging wide open, and my mind reeling with information.
I had to call Mulder.
I used my cell phone--for some strange reason I was feeling paranoid, odd, I don't know what could have done such a thing. I automatically started dialing Mulder's old cell phone number, but then remembered. I guess it had begun to feel so much like old times that I'd forgotten we were no longer Agent's Mulder and Scully, the Agents that spent their days in a damp basement searching for the truth, all the while falling in love.
Damn, my life would make one interesting book. Well, from the point I met Mulder on, up until then my life was kind of boring. Maybe boring's not a strong enough word. Maybe dull…no…boring's good.
While I was busy contemplating the right word for my life BM, or before Mulder, the ringing on the other end had stopped.
"Hello?" Mulder's secretary, Lynn, said for the 4th time.
"Oh, Lynn. Hey, it's Da…Dr. Carter. Is my husband there?"
"Yes, but, he's with a patient."
"How long until his meeting is over?"
"15 minutes."
I looked down at my watch, I could make it to his office in 15 minutes. It was about time for my lunch break anyway. "Um…alright. Can you have him hold his meetings after that, and take an early lunch? Oh, and if you could order some Chinese food. Uh, General Tso's chicken, peppered steak, and fried rice."
"Sure thing Dr. Carter. I'll let him know as soon as he's done with his patient."
"Thanks." I hung up the phone, and went to change out of my scrubs. The phone call I had received still fresh in my mind, the voice still ringing in my ears. Who was that man? I knew his voice, I'd heard it before, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. It was the strangest thing, like déjà vu. Only, instead of experiencing the same thing twice, I had the odd feeling that I knew this man, and he said I did.
I knew one thing though, I would find out who he was. I swore to myself I would. He knew things, things we needed to know, things about us, the invasion, our fight.
As I drove to Mulder's office a song came on the radio, it was strange the way it fit so well.
'Welcome to the planet,
Welcome to existence,
Everyone's here, everyone's here'
All of this, the planet, existence, everyone, is what we're working to save. Save from death, extinction, everything that they would bring. It's a huge weight, but one I gladly bare. Because if we weren't trying to do this, to save the world, then who would?
'Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now,
What happens next, what happens next'
Good question. What does happen next? Do we win? Do they go home? Do we loose? Do we die?
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened,
Before.'
We had to keep moving, keep fighting. No way we could stop, it would mean giving up. And, giving up is the last thing we would do. We have to move forward, because we know all to well, tomorrow isn't promised. If we fall, we have to get back up, keep moving, keep fighting.
'Welcome to the fallout, welcome to resistance,
Redemption is here, redemption is here'
Resistance, that's what we are. We're the resistance, and we're going to have redemption, no way we're going to let them win. We can't.
'Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be'
How it is, well, it's pretty bad. As for how it should be, it shouldn't be like this, we should all be happy. We shouldn't be fighting for our lives and the lives of everybody else. It's not right, it shouldn't be this way. We shouldn't have to deal with what we're dealing with, but, we do. That's how it is. We'll change that though, it'll be like it should, someday, it will.
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor,
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened
Maybe redemption has stories to tell,
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell,
Where can you run to escape from yourself,
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here.'
Salvation, whew, big word. Well, not big in context, big in meaning. I think it's like Mulder said that night in the hotel room, what I was taught to believe when I was a child. We're not alone, and I don't mean in the universe. I mean, we're not alone, there's somebody watching out for us. Maybe, we're God's plan for salvation…maybe he planed on us saving the world. Maybe it's fate.
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor,
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened,
Today never happened, today never happened,
Before'
We have to keep moving.
The song ended, and I was left driving in my car, thinking. There was really no turning back, we had to stop this. Existence depended upon it, everything depended on it.
I pulled up into Mulder's office still deep in thought. I passed up his secretary who handed me the Chinese food, and told me that he was waiting for me. I couldn't think of anything to say to her, so I just nodded. She smiled and went back to her work. And, it struck me, this woman, this young woman, could be dead in a matter of years…if we fail. We'll all be dead if we fail. That's a lot take in. When I opened the door to Mulder's office he looked up from his desk and smiled. His smile dropped, I must have had a strange look on my face or something.
He stood up and walked over to me, "Scully? What's wrong?"
I didn't say anything, I couldn't. There were no words. I just wrapped my arms around his neck, and held on as tight as I could. He was a bit shocked at first, I could tell because he didn't hold me back, but after a second or so his arms were around me, and I felt safe. He started whispering words of comfort into my hair, and we stood there, for well over 10 minutes.
I broke the embrace, but I was still in his arms, I looked at him and gave him a small smile. Not a very happy one, but it was genuine. Then, I kissed him. It still takes my breath away when we kiss, all I can think about is, 'Oh my God, I'm kissing Mulder!' It's been years, but it still feels like we're partners on the X-files, and it hurts when I have to remind myself we're not. Those had strangely enough been the happiest years of my life, despite all the things that came with them. When we broke apart my smile was no longer small and sad.
"Scully--"
I placed a finger up to his lips, "Shh." I looked deep into his eyes, "Let's just be together? No talking…just you and me, together."
He smiled, "I'd like that."
~**~**~**~**~
a/n: I don't own the song! It's by Switchfoot…, "I dare you to move" .
a/n: ok, so I'm sorry if that was a horrible chapter, it's just that damn writers block thing. This is my first songfic…er…sort of songfic. I hope it wasn't so bad!
PART 14
"What about it?" I asked, he'd definitely perked my interest with that last statement of his.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Agent Scully."
"Would you not call me that? I'm not an Agent anymore."
"Right, what should I call you then?"
"Katherine Carter, that is who I am now."
"Alright then, Mrs. Carter, I was getting to a point before. December 12, 2012. You've got to stop it."
"Yes, this I know. Are you going to tell me something I don't, or are you going to lead me around on a wild goose chase?"
"I can help."
"How?"
"I told you, I'm a member of the new syndicate. I know things you have no way of knowing."
"Things such as…"
"You're a bigger problem than they had initially anticipated."
"Who? All of us?"
"No. You in general. It's why they took you instead of Dwayne Barry. They hadn't planned on Mulder saving you, and to tell you the truth, they would have killed you if they hadn't thought of William, and then when you gave him away they saw no use for you, in all honesty, if you hadn't gone into hiding, you'd be dead. You'd all be dead. But, they wanted for you to suffer, they wanted you to watch Mulder die…for good. They're still looking for you, Scully, now more than ever, and when they find you, they won't think about it, they'll just kill you. I'd advise you be more careful than you are. A lot more careful."
My hands were shaking at that point, "who are you?"
"Well, let's just say you're not too terribly off on my name."
I thought a minute, but nothing would come to me, I knew who this man was, but I didn't. It was so damn frustrating. "Why won't you just tell me who you are?"
"Trust no one, Scully. They're always watching, listening, I'm not going to screw myself into the ground…I don't want a price on my head. I'm sure they've got reason enough to kill me as it is, so I'm not taking kindly to pissing them off. You'll know, in time. Until then, watch your back. They've got a knack for hiding in plain sight, just like you. And, we're not just men in black suits anymore. It's different now, we can be a man or a woman, in our 20's, 30's, 40's, and up. Blonde, brunette, redhead. Tall or short. Trust no one, Scully, now more than ever." And then he hung up. Leaving me with my mouth hanging wide open, and my mind reeling with information.
I had to call Mulder.
I used my cell phone--for some strange reason I was feeling paranoid, odd, I don't know what could have done such a thing. I automatically started dialing Mulder's old cell phone number, but then remembered. I guess it had begun to feel so much like old times that I'd forgotten we were no longer Agent's Mulder and Scully, the Agents that spent their days in a damp basement searching for the truth, all the while falling in love.
Damn, my life would make one interesting book. Well, from the point I met Mulder on, up until then my life was kind of boring. Maybe boring's not a strong enough word. Maybe dull…no…boring's good.
While I was busy contemplating the right word for my life BM, or before Mulder, the ringing on the other end had stopped.
"Hello?" Mulder's secretary, Lynn, said for the 4th time.
"Oh, Lynn. Hey, it's Da…Dr. Carter. Is my husband there?"
"Yes, but, he's with a patient."
"How long until his meeting is over?"
"15 minutes."
I looked down at my watch, I could make it to his office in 15 minutes. It was about time for my lunch break anyway. "Um…alright. Can you have him hold his meetings after that, and take an early lunch? Oh, and if you could order some Chinese food. Uh, General Tso's chicken, peppered steak, and fried rice."
"Sure thing Dr. Carter. I'll let him know as soon as he's done with his patient."
"Thanks." I hung up the phone, and went to change out of my scrubs. The phone call I had received still fresh in my mind, the voice still ringing in my ears. Who was that man? I knew his voice, I'd heard it before, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. It was the strangest thing, like déjà vu. Only, instead of experiencing the same thing twice, I had the odd feeling that I knew this man, and he said I did.
I knew one thing though, I would find out who he was. I swore to myself I would. He knew things, things we needed to know, things about us, the invasion, our fight.
As I drove to Mulder's office a song came on the radio, it was strange the way it fit so well.
'Welcome to the planet,
Welcome to existence,
Everyone's here, everyone's here'
All of this, the planet, existence, everyone, is what we're working to save. Save from death, extinction, everything that they would bring. It's a huge weight, but one I gladly bare. Because if we weren't trying to do this, to save the world, then who would?
'Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now,
What happens next, what happens next'
Good question. What does happen next? Do we win? Do they go home? Do we loose? Do we die?
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened,
Before.'
We had to keep moving, keep fighting. No way we could stop, it would mean giving up. And, giving up is the last thing we would do. We have to move forward, because we know all to well, tomorrow isn't promised. If we fall, we have to get back up, keep moving, keep fighting.
'Welcome to the fallout, welcome to resistance,
Redemption is here, redemption is here'
Resistance, that's what we are. We're the resistance, and we're going to have redemption, no way we're going to let them win. We can't.
'Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be'
How it is, well, it's pretty bad. As for how it should be, it shouldn't be like this, we should all be happy. We shouldn't be fighting for our lives and the lives of everybody else. It's not right, it shouldn't be this way. We shouldn't have to deal with what we're dealing with, but, we do. That's how it is. We'll change that though, it'll be like it should, someday, it will.
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor,
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened
Maybe redemption has stories to tell,
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell,
Where can you run to escape from yourself,
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here.'
Salvation, whew, big word. Well, not big in context, big in meaning. I think it's like Mulder said that night in the hotel room, what I was taught to believe when I was a child. We're not alone, and I don't mean in the universe. I mean, we're not alone, there's somebody watching out for us. Maybe, we're God's plan for salvation…maybe he planed on us saving the world. Maybe it's fate.
'I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor,
I dare you to move, I dare you to move,
Like today never happened, today never happened,
Today never happened, today never happened,
Before'
We have to keep moving.
The song ended, and I was left driving in my car, thinking. There was really no turning back, we had to stop this. Existence depended upon it, everything depended on it.
I pulled up into Mulder's office still deep in thought. I passed up his secretary who handed me the Chinese food, and told me that he was waiting for me. I couldn't think of anything to say to her, so I just nodded. She smiled and went back to her work. And, it struck me, this woman, this young woman, could be dead in a matter of years…if we fail. We'll all be dead if we fail. That's a lot take in. When I opened the door to Mulder's office he looked up from his desk and smiled. His smile dropped, I must have had a strange look on my face or something.
He stood up and walked over to me, "Scully? What's wrong?"
I didn't say anything, I couldn't. There were no words. I just wrapped my arms around his neck, and held on as tight as I could. He was a bit shocked at first, I could tell because he didn't hold me back, but after a second or so his arms were around me, and I felt safe. He started whispering words of comfort into my hair, and we stood there, for well over 10 minutes.
I broke the embrace, but I was still in his arms, I looked at him and gave him a small smile. Not a very happy one, but it was genuine. Then, I kissed him. It still takes my breath away when we kiss, all I can think about is, 'Oh my God, I'm kissing Mulder!' It's been years, but it still feels like we're partners on the X-files, and it hurts when I have to remind myself we're not. Those had strangely enough been the happiest years of my life, despite all the things that came with them. When we broke apart my smile was no longer small and sad.
"Scully--"
I placed a finger up to his lips, "Shh." I looked deep into his eyes, "Let's just be together? No talking…just you and me, together."
He smiled, "I'd like that."
~**~**~**~**~
a/n: I don't own the song! It's by Switchfoot…, "I dare you to move" .
a/n: ok, so I'm sorry if that was a horrible chapter, it's just that damn writers block thing. This is my first songfic…er…sort of songfic. I hope it wasn't so bad!
