World of Darkness
Disclaimer/ Author's Note: These characters aren't mine. They belong to Chris Carter, Fox, and the brilliant actors who brought them to life. This is my first attempt at a X-files fanfiction. Any feed back can be e-mailed to .
Part 1- Missing
Deep within the basement of the Hoover building sat the ever solitary Fox Mulder. The X-files office was a shadow of it's former self, papers and files covered every visible surface, the single desk and the articles that covered it were all dust covered. The posters and pictures that were once hung on the walls had fallen half off. Mulder sat leaned back in his chair with his clothes rumpled, beard unshaven, and a tired lost look in his eye, staring off into space. A despaired sigh escaped from his throat as his eyes fell upon a picture that sat on his desk. It was the only thing in the entire office that wasn't dust covered, in fact it looked almost like a beacon of hope and light in the broken shadow of a office.
It was the only picture of Dana Scully that he had, Maggie had given it to him a year ago, after her daughter vanished without a trace. Her lively ice blue eyes framed by her flaming red hair stared back at him, timeless. She was his best friend, partner, soul mate, the strongest person he had ever met. She was his life, a woman with a soul that was as good as gold and so much more. Scully was the only one that had put up with being with 'Spooky' Mulder. The past year since her disappearance was complete misery for him.
A few months ago Skinner had insisted that he stop his mad search for Scully, he had hardly ate, slept, did anything but look at new possible leads and dive into things head first. Mulder had almost died twice, and at last it took Maggie's insisting that she couldn't stand to loose the both of them to bring his mad search to an end.
The phone rang, and for a second he considered just leaving it to ring, but then reconsidered, a new light of hope suddenly igniting within him.
"Mulder."
"It's Frohike."
Mulder's eyes widened for a second, the Gunmen calling was a rarity indeed, "To what do I hold the honor of being called upon by the Gunman today?" his voice darkened, " More mindless conspiracies that the government wants 'Spooky' Mulder to investigate, that just happened to fall into your hands?"
"Mulder it's about Scully."
He was all ready gone.