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Five's A Crowd
Chapter Two
Lady Sanna
Diana, Angela, and Phoebe crowded around the small monitor, anxious to hear what they were talking about. Their hearts fluttered when they heard the familiar deep, monotonous voice resounding from the speakers, but turned ice cold when they heard the voice of his partner.
They all developed a sickening hatred toward Special Agent Dana Scully throughout the years after he had left them. At first, they were fine with him leaving, but then there was something in Scully that really made them fume. She was everything that Mulder wanted in a woman and everything that they tried, but couldn't be. This was why they formed their little group.
"Wait, shh." Diana turned up the volume.
Mulder and Scully entered the office and took their usual spots in the room. Mulder sat behind his desk and Scully sat opposite him in her own chair. He looked at her like he was trying to figure something out.
"So, boy or girl?" He asked, hoping that she would say, 'boy'.
Scully shook her head and smiled. "Sorry, Mulder, but I'm not going to say anything. I haven't even told my mother."
"Scully's having a baby?" Phoebe wondered out loud. "Gee, I wonder who knocked her up," she laughed.
"You mean, I can't know, even though I'm the father?" Mulder pouted. "That hurts, Scully."
"FATHER!" they cried in unison, shocked of what they had just heard. All three mouths dropped open. Their eyes had also practically fallen out of their sockets.
Angela suddenly couldn't breath and tried desperately to breath in, but had an extremely hard time trying to. She pushed things aside trying to find her inhaler or a paper bag that she could use. Phoebe started to feel dizzy. Everything around her was spinning and her vision was fuzzy. Her eyes then rolled back and she fainted hitting the floor of the van. Diana just stood there with her eyes fixed on the screen. She couldn't move and her body started to feel numb.
Sure, she knew that they had some kind of connection, but not like this. After seven years and no romance, she was confident that their relationship wouldn't have gone that far. She cursed herself for faking her death.
"Calm down," she said after regaining her composure. "I'm sure we can still find a way to split them apart."
Angela came back, red faced, and a paper bag over her mouth. She nudged Phoebe to wake up and almost instantly, she came to.
"Ugh. What happened?" She got up from her awkward position and sat back down in her seat. Rubbing her temples, she remembered what she had heard and regretted recalling it.
"I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're just going to have to wait like the rest." She picked up a file from the desk and removed the paper clip that was holding a few pictures to the inside edge.
Her partner nodded in understanding. "Wait... This also means that we can't-"
Scully raised her eyebrows. "Can't what, Mulder?" She asked still looking at the file in front of her.
"You know..." He made hand motions for her to go on thinking about the rest of the sentence.
For a few seconds, Scully couldn't figure out what he meant, but then it clicked. Immediately, she looked up. "Oh!" she exclaimed in realization. "No, I don't think so."
Mulder hung his head and sighed in disappointment.
Scully laughed. "Mulder!" With paper clip in hand, she playfully threw it at his head.
Angela pushed herself away from the small desk. "And we're supposed to break up something like that?" She asked with her arm extended toward the screen and the other across her chest.
Diana knew that their plan was deteriorating rapidly, but there had to be something else that they could do. "Look, we still have a chance. Don't worry, we'll think of something," she declared confidently.
Phoebe took off her ear phones and looked up at both of them. "...How about we fake another government conspiracy?" She proposed in her perfect British accent. "I mean, we all know that he wouldn't want Scully out there with him since she's pregnant."
The two considered this and smiled in approval.
"Looks like we have a lot more planning to do then." Diana clapped both of her partners on the back and headed out of the van.
"Where's she going?" Phoebe asked.
Angela just shrugged and followed her out.
Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Well, here we go again." She grabbed her now cold coffee from the desk and closed the doors after exiting. "And I just had to open my big mouth, didn't I?" she sighed.
X-FILES OFFICE
2 HOURS LATER
Both Mulder and Scully worked side by side on one of their cases like nothing really happened. It was just like any other time, but there were the occasional glances that made moments seem awkward and amusing. And of course, there were those times when it was hard not to loose all control and take each other right then and there, but they knew better.
"This Mr. Carson," Scully began. "Is he our prime suspect?"
"Well, by reviewing his profile, his MO matches, doesn't it?" Mulder pulled out the file from the filing cabinet and gave it to Scully.
She read over it, being careful to pay attention to all the details. "Bruises along the chest cavity, internal bleeding, an impact to the left frontal lobe most likely caused by a blunt object... and one eye missing." She nodded as her eyes skimmed the page and read over all the similar symptoms. "It's an open and shut case, Mulder."
"That's just what I thought. The thing that I don't understand is why Skinner gave it to us. There was nothing paranormal about it and this is all probably the work of some sicko who needs serious attention," he stated putting back the files in a neat order on the desk.
"Which means that all we need to do is capture Mr. Carson and we'll be done," she said, as she headed toward the door and to the elevator.
Mulder followed her out, locking the door behind him. "And while they do that-" he joined her in the elevator and pushed the parking garage button. "We can start worrying about other things," he smiled.
As the elevator doors closed, he looked deep into her eyes and pulled her into a long, sweet kiss. Scully couldn't believe that this was finally happening to her. It was everything that she had been waiting for. She could feel her knees weakening beneath her and held onto Mulder for support.
They were still in each other's arms after the elevator had reached its destination and the doors opened, revealing themselves to their fellow agents who stood there aghast at what they saw with their very own eyes.
Mulder and Scully noticed this and slowly looked over.
"Oh, um, hey guys," he said slightly embarrassed.
She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she grabbed for Mulder's hand to lead him out. "Come on, Mulder."
As soon as they were out of hearing range, one of the agents looked to his partner. "Ha!" he exclaimed, extremely happy. "Now, you owe me five hundred buckaroos," he extended his hand and waited for the check.
The angry and disappointed agent sneered, wrote the check, and slapped it down into his partner's hand. "There, happy now?" He shook his head regretting that he ever accepted the bet.
The other agents snickered behind his back as they rode the elevator.
He turned to face them and gave them a menacing, warning look. "Shut up, all of you!" he puffed.
They all could tell that he was a newbie at the DC headquarters. Everyone knew that Mulder and Scully would get together someday. It was just a matter of time and in this case, money.
MEANWHILE
DALE CITY, VIRGINIA
Diana drove up to an old apartment building. She took out a small piece of paper from her briefcase and compared it to the address on the crumbling walls that were barely supporting the building itself. Taking off her sunglasses, she turned off the engine, locked the car, and headed up the fire escape stairs that were located in the alleyway behind it.
The metal, unstable stairs creaked eerily underneath her as she tried to locate an open window that she could crawl through. Finally, after climbing three flights of stairs, she managed to squeeze through an opening and step inside the termite-infested hallway. Disgusted, she cleaned off her suit and roamed around, casually trying to find apartment 256.
An old man, who was also taking a walk around, eyed her suspiciously and hissed at her. Diana held herself back from taking out her gun and shooting him, but she knew that she couldn't draw attention to herself, otherwise her visit would be ruined.
Instead, she asked him if he knew where 256 was. He only stood there, staring at her.
"Okay then, I guess not." She turned on her heel and resumed her search.
"You have a very pretty eye," he called out to her before she turned the corner.
When she didn't say anything back, he cursed her under his breath. With his hand in his pocket, playing with the eyeballs of his victims, he walked toward the stairs at the other end of the building and exited out onto the streets below.
Diana quickened her pace when she saw the apartment that she was looking for. She knocked on the door and waited.
The resident looked up from the tv, turned it off, and opened the door. Surprised to see who it was, he tried to shut the door in her face, but she stopped it from closing.
"What do you want?" he asked angrily.
"I have a proposition for you, Krycek." She pulled out a manila envelope from her briefcase. "I need your help."
He glanced at it briefly. "On what?"
"Just read it and you'll find out." She extended it toward him and he grabbed it. "I'll explain my reasons later," she said as she put on her dark sunglasses. "I'll be in touch."
After, she disappeared from sight, Krycek locked his door and opened the manila envelope. He smirked as he read the letter.
"So, I guess I'm back on the job then."
-TO BE CONTINUED-