DISCLAIMER: The Chronicles of Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis, not me!

The lines I've quoted from the book come in italic.

I'll continue quoting lines from the original story as I want to stick to C.S. Lewis true story. The X-Files characters are just an additional element to the original story. Their presence will bring along some changes but almost all the characters from The Lion, the Witch and Wardrobe will be present

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As you could notice in the two first chapters, things are a bit different in my story: here time does pass by in the real world while you are in Narnia.

Chapter Three

Back on the other side with Scully

Cautiously Mulder climbed out of the wardrobe and closed the door behind him.

His hair as well as his coat and his shoes were still covered with snow from over there; he tried to remove as much of it as possible, but he certainly couldn't go out like that and hope to go unnoticed through the crowd. He had got caught in the snow for twenty minutes and was literally soaked. His reflection in the mirror on the wall only confirmed his pitiful state.

He could hear voices and footsteps on the floor; the building was actually swarming with people. He had been right with his presumption about Scully alarming the whole bureau...

The door of the spar room was slightly ajar, which enabled Mulder to have a short glance at what was happening outside.

He recognized the young supervisor; she was talking to an agent and probably reporting what she saw tonight. Other policemen were standing around and taking notes, but no sight of Scully.

The other sounds seemed to come from the floor above.

Realizing that there was no chance of getting out of this building, Mulder moved away from the door and finally removed his wet coat which he placed on one of the old chairs. He didn't dare have a seat himself, as the chairs looked as if they were going to breakdown at any time. Although he had already been here before, it was only now that he realized that this room was a spare room. Everything around him was old, shabby and dusty. The whole place was full of old furniture, clothes, trinkets, bags and other useless stuff. Not the most charming place to be stuck in, he thought and leaned back against the wall.

As the noises got louder and more distinctive, Mulder decided to go back to his position at the door and watch.

Further agitated agents and policemen passed along and left, till he finally saw Scully coming out of one of the dormitories.

She was walking at a slow pace, her head tilted; she stared at the floor while defeat marked her face. It hurt Mulder to see how sad and worried she looked.

He checked once more if they were absolutely alone, then he rapidly flung open the door and pulled her inside. He put his hand on her mouth to prevent her from screaming and locked the door.

"Scully it's me. No need for shouting or kicking" said Mulder and let loose of her.

"Mulder?" she asked while turning round to face him.

"Where have you been? Look at you! You're wet through!" She exclaimed while looking skeptically at him.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you…" mumbled Mulder sarcastically and pulled her away from the door.

"Where's Emily?" asked Scully.

"With a friend"

"A friend of whom? How did you get her out of the building?"

"I didn't get her out of the building" replied Mulder calmly after a moment of thinking. He had stepped away from her and walked closer to the wardrobe, staring at it with uncertainty. What was he going to tell Scully?

He hadn't been lying earlier on when he said that he hadn't taken Emily out of the center. After all, it was the wardrobe that had brought them into Narnia, and the wardrobe; and no one could possibly disagree with it; was in this building.

"Then who did?" asked Scully impatiently. She came to stand next to him and grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her.

"Nobody" replied Mulder, still starring at the wardrobe. Scully was already losing her temper and Mulder hadn't yet found an acceptable way to tell her what had really happened, he was getting nervous.

"Mulder stop this right now! You're the last person I saw with Emily; there was no one else there, you must know… Tell me where she is" Scully was begging now and Mulder could see how sorrow was taking over as he looked into her beautiful blue eyes. He felt terribly guilty for causing her so much distress, but didn't know what to say to comfort her. So, as always he just changed the topic of the conversation and repressed his emotions.

"How long have I been away?" he asked absently, still absorbed in his reflections.

"Almost five hours. Why?"

"I don't know…"

"Mulder"

"Scully, I would like to show you something" said Mulder pointing to the wardrobe in front of them.

"Is Emily hiding inside that wardrobe?" asked Scully expectantly.

"No, not really"

"Then what I'm I supposed to see?" She replied giving him an annoyed look.

"She's in a safe place, trust me. Just…just look" said Mulder.

Scully sighed and stared at the wardrobe once more, wondering what Mulder wanted her to see or find out.

"Wouldn't it be easier if you just tell me?" asked Scully.

"Emily's on the other side of the wardrobe, with a friend who takes care of her" explained Mulder, and he really did his best to sound as serious and credible as possible.

Even if Scully wasn't completely convinced by his statement, his words had confused her and she decided to come close to the wardrobe and check what was inside. She opened the double door widely and saw several coats hanging up but no Emily.

"Get in" ordered Mulder.

"Mulder I just want to find her. I'm not in the right mood for playing games…"

"Get in and you'll find her. Don't worry I'm just behind you"

She shook her head, sighed once more and then stepped into the wardrobe.

The two of them bundled inside it and sat there, panting in the dark. Mulder held the door closed but did not shut it; for of course, Scully had reminded him, as every sensible person would have, that one should never; never shut oneself in a wardrobe.

"Mulder there's something sticking into my back…and it's cold…"

"You're sitting against a tree Scully"

"Mulder please stop it… this is a wardrobe, not a wood" replied Scully.

"I'm just telling the truth"

"It's so dark in here, I can't discern anything, how could you possiby see something?"

"If it's as dark as you pretend, then how you know it's not a tree?" replied Mulder sarcastically.

"You've got too much imagination Mulder…- hang it all, it's wet too! And it's getting wetter every minute!" Shouted Scully and struggled to her feet.

"This wet stuff is snow" replied Mulder amused.

"What? Mulder let's get out of here, I don't know why but I don't like it here"

"Just turn your head will you?" asked Mulder, still smiling.

"Mulder please" begged Scully.

"Come on, go on" he said and forced her to look at the back of the wardrobe.

"O-o-oh! I was really sitting against a tree and there's light over there!

Mulder I can't believe it! It's trees all around!" said Scully with disbelieve.

She stood now blinking in the daylight of a winter day. Behind her were coats hanging on pegs and in front of her were snow covered trees. She could no longer feel the hard, smooth wood of the floor. Instead, she felt something soft and powdery and extremely cold: snow.

"Mulder?" she asked while taking further steps into that magnificent landscape and looking up to the sky.

"Yeah"

"We are no longer in the wardrobe aren't we?"

"I guess no"

"So where are we? I mean if this is not the wardrobe…then"

"It's another world" replied Mulder, completing her unfinished sentence.

"I... uh-..There's got to be a scientific explanation for this" murmured Scully confidently and continued contemplating the surroundings.

"So where's Emily?" she asked still mezmerized by the beauty of this place.

"Sh look" said Mulder and signaled her to be quiet.

"What?" asked Scully and immediately returned at his side.

"There's something moving among the trees over there to the left" whispered Mulder and pointed to the thick wood on their left.

The two of them stared as hard as they could.

"There it goes again" said Mulder presently.

"I saw it that time too. It's still there. It's just gone behind that big tree" said Scully.

"What is it?" asked Mulder while Scully was still staring curiously at it.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's dodging us. It's something that doesn't want to be seen" she explained.

"I'm not sure of that. Look! Look! Quick! There it is again" said Mulder hastily and pulled her closer.

"Mulder I think it's a kind of animal" replied Scully calmly.

They all saw it this time, a whiskered furry face which had looked out at them from behind a tree. But this time it didn't immediately draw back. Instead the animal put its paw against its mouth just as humans put their finger on their lips when they are signaling to you to be quiet. Then it disappeared again.

Scully was holding her breath.

A moment later the stranger came out from behind the tree, glanced all round as if it were afraid someone was watching and said "Hush". Then it made signs to them to join it in the thicker part of the wood where it was standing and then once more disappeared.

"Mulder"

"Yes"

"I know what it is. It's a beaver, I saw the tail" exclaimed Scully.

"And did you see what it was making. I think it wants us to go to it …and it's warning us not to make a noise" explained Mulder. He had already been in Narnia, so it was no surprise to him that animals could talk.

"Mulder, beavers don't do such things" said Scully sharply.

"But this beaver does, you've seen it. You know, I really believe he means us to follow him. What do you think?" he asked.

"Mulder beavers do not talk and they don't ask humans to follow them into a wood" explained Scully irritated.

"Scully…"

"It must be some kind of illusion or vision of the mind, I can't yet explain it but there's got to be a reason. Maybe it has something to do with the air-"

"Scully come on you can't deny what you saw"

"Mulder I… we should go home"

"And what about Emily?" he asked.

"Alright then…"

"I really think we should try it, he seems to be a nice beaver" replied Mulder softly and grabbed her hand.

"But how do we know? This wood might be full of dangerous animals and… and we might get killed…" protested Scully.

"Scully don't be a coward. Come on, let's give it a try. We ought to be a match for one beaver if he turns out to be an enemy" explained Mulder.

Still holding hands, they got close together and walked up to the tree and in behind it, and there they found the beaver, but still it drew back, saying to them in a hoarse throaty whisper "Further in, come further in. Right in here. We're not safe in the open!"

"Mulder the beaver's talking" said Scully stunned and hold on closer to Mulder.

"I don't understand why you're so surprised. You've already noticed that before, come let's go" replied Mulder.

Only when it had led them into a dark spot where four trees grew so close together that their boughs met and the brown earth and pine needles could be seen underfoot because no snow had been able to fall there, did the beaver begin to talk to them.

"Mr. Mulder?" enquired the beaver out of breath.

"Yes" replied Mulder surprised to see that the beaver knew his name. Now it was him who was taken aback.

"Mulder, how come the speaking beaver knows your name" asked Scully anxiously.

"I thought it must be you…" said the beaver looking cheerfully at Mulder.

"My dear Daughter of Eve, I will explain all this to you later…First of all I need to talk to Mr. Mulder" said the beaver apologizing and turned to Mulder.

"What happened?" asked Mulder worried.

"Terrible thing…terrible thing…and I couldn't do anything to prevent it from happening…" mumbled the beaver sadly.

"What?"

"The Dark Witch… you know… that monster… She has kidnapped Emily and dear Mr. Tumnus. She was here just an hour ago!"

"Emily! Where is she?" yelled Scully.

"The Dark Witch has found out that you were here Mr. Mulder…"

"Where has she taken them?" interrupted Mulder.

"To her quarters" replied the beaver.

"We need to rescue her" said Scully.

"Oh no no no… no one takes up a fight with the Dark Witch… that would be the most foolish thing to do… She's very powerful and very evil, she turns everyone into stone who dares approach her" explained the beaver.

"But what are we going to do now?"

"She has given the order to capture you too Mr. Mulder" explained the beaver. Of course the beaver would never do such a thing, he was a friend and wanted to help.

"Why?" asked Scully.

"Because of the prophecy… She believes she can accomplish it… but therefore she needs a husband and you are the only Son of Adam in whole Narnia…" said the beaver to Mulder.

TBC…

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