Deputy Director Kersh had never expected to make the phone call he was about to make. It had been 5 years since he had been bothered with the X-Files, or anything like it for that matter. The last he knew, Agent Fox Mulder was hiding somewhere in New Mexico. He had disappeared, leaving his past behind him. His only like to that past was his partner, Dana Scully, and not even she knew his exact whereabouts. In order to keep her safe, they had decided to never speak of it. Occasionally she would receive an unmarked letter in the mail, likely delivered by one of the lone gunmen. In it would be a single plain ticket to New Mexico. When she arrived Mulder would meet her at the airport, because he could. He was safe there.
D.D. Kersh waited patiently in his office. The case that sat in front of him was unlike anything he had ever seen before, or maybe it had just been too long since anything strange or out of the ordinary had come his way. There were two sharp knocks at his door.
"Sir, Agent Scully is here to see you." Her presence was made known as soon as she walked through the door. Her ability to play with the big boys had always been impressive.
"I came as soon as I received your message. What's the problem?" She stood there with a sense of urgency in her voice. By the look of D.D. Kersh's eyes she could tell something was wrong.
"Agent Scully, please sit down. This case was sent to me from Massachusetts. Three teenagers went missing the past October 31st. The only remains were three fingers, each believed to belong to one of the teens."
"Who would do that to three kids?" Scully responded with a disgusted look on her face.
"I'm assuming there are not witnesses?" She added.
D.D. Kersh slid a photo across the desk to her. It was 19 year old Megan O'Farrell, the only witness to the crime. She had severe lacerations all over her face.
"She was able to get away from who or whatever got the others. Someone found her on the side of the road and brought her to a local hospital. She claims that whatever attacked her and her friends was not human." The last sentence struck Scully immediately. He had just handed her an X-File, something she had not expected to deal with.
"Agent Scully, I need you to get a hold of Agent Mulder and convince him that he needs to come back. I want to send you both out to Massachusetts.
Later that night
"(typing on laptop) The witness, Megan O'Farrell claims to have fought free from some type of paranormal force. She escaped and was later brought to a local hospital. She suffered severe lacerations to her face and neck."
Scully shut the screen to her laptop and let her head rest on her pillow. The t.v. screen flashed brightly in the background. Her thoughts were apparent through the expressions on her face. She knew what she had to do. She rolled over and reached for the phone. Dialing the number carefully, all she could do was hope for the best.
"Is this a booty call?" Mulder's voice answered from the other end. She couldn't help but slightly smile. No matter what you did to the man, he would always have his sense of humor.
"Mulder it's a little more important than that." Mulder sighed on the other end, he didn't seem to think that was possible.
"Go ahead, lay it on me." He sat up out of his bed, preparing himself to listen intently.
