Dealing With Past. Facing future.
Author: Carly
E-mail: carlysxfiles@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: G
Category: MSR, Mytharc and classic characters
Summary: An old lie, A new truth. Mulder and Scully have to deal with old faces from the past, and many new faces to find out what's happening in their latest escapade. They've never had to be so trusting on each other, or dependable that everything will work out in the end. Not knowing who's friend or foe, when seperated they have to come together in mind and spirit to stop smoking man and his team of back stabbers.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise is not mine, I'm only borrowing and there's nothing wrong with that.
Authors note: thank you to everyone who has ever read anything i've ever written and encouraged me to continue
Dedication: to all the philes especially Gothic Spook and Amanda!
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Scully tried to open the door as she'd been so used to doing for the past seven years, but
it was locked. Her first thought was that she'd beat Mulder to work and he hadn't unlocked
their office. But she could hear voices coming from inside. She knocked on the door and
called out.

"Mulder? You in there?"

"Yeah, Scully, just a second."

"What's going on, why the hell is the door locked?" Mulder opened the door and Scully gave
him that look that he knew so well to mean that she wanted an explanation.

"I er, I was taking a phone call. Mornin', by the way Scully."

"Morning? You were taking a phone call? Why the hell did you need the door locked?"

"It was an old friend, we were catching up I didn't want anyone to walk in on a private
discussion. Is that ok by you?"

"Fine."

"Good."

"Good." She walked over to the desk and picked up the latest issue of the Lonegunmans paper. She rolled her eyes and put it back down where she found it. She still didn't understand why Mulder read that crap. Mulder stood up from his chair and picked up his jacket.

"Your going out?"

"Yeah. I'm glad you arrived actually. Could you run a check on the witness accounts from that
file we were checking out?"

"What are you gonna do?"

"I have to see a man about a dog."

"Mulder? Mulder!" But he was long gone. Scully stood and looked on at him as he left. She
sighed and picked up the case file they'd been working on. As she headed to the door to go
and update Skinner, the phone rang.

"Scully."

"Dana Scully?"

"Yes. I'm sorry who is this?"

"I'm sorry I was looking for Fox. I was just speaking with him. Never mind. Bye."

"Well wait, can I take a message?"

"No, it doesn't matter."

"Well at least let me tell him who called."

"You don't know who I am?"

"Should I?"

"Think Agent Scully. You told me to think once, now it's your turn." They hung up and Scully's mouth dropped open as she replaced the receiver. It couldn't be, not her. Not after everything that had happened. It couldn't be her, could it?