The X-Files
Chapter 2
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Summery: in 1st chapter.
"A werewolf? Mulder you & I... well at least I know they don't exist." Scully said as Mulder made him self comfortable on the couch in their hotel room, the only one that could get with the hunting season approaching. "Yeah, & just a few months ago you said that dragons didn't exist either." He pointed out with a huge, boyish grin. "All right, I'll give you that one. But werewolves? We might as well throw science out the window & say that zombies & vampires exist, too." "Which we've also seen for ourselves…" Mulder began "…But have never been able to prove." Scully countered him; Mulder sat forward on the couch, still wearing a huge grin. "You know Scully, during arguments like this I find myself wanting to throw you on that bed & make passionate love to you all night long." He said, Scully merely rolled her eyes as she nestled herself between the covers. He slipped under the covers on the opposite side & pulled her close in the spoon position. "You know, the night is still young." He hissed into her ear, Scully benignly patted his arm. "Good night, Mulder. You're welcome to share the bed, but I'm going to sleep."
"Mulder… this is crazy." Scully said as she tagged behind him on the way to their car. "What better way to find evidence of this thing's existence then in the woods where it lives." "…Allegedly lives." Scully corrected him. "Sure… okay." Mulder said, smiling benignly at her as they pulled out of the hotel parking lot. Monty greeted them as they exited their car in his drive. "Let's get you set up with supplies & then we're all set." He said as he beckoned them to follow, Scully looked at Mulder, waiting for him to fill her in. "You didn't think I was going to go tramping around in the woods without a guide, did you?" "It wouldn't be the first time." Scully replied as Monty handed them hiking backpacks. "Follow me." Monty said as they exited the sliding glass door in the back of his house, Monty paused to pick up a twelve gage shot gun & a box of bullets that was sitting on a sun bleached picnic table on his way down the stairs. "Just in case." He said with a smile as he patted the gun. "I hope those are silver bullets." Mulder heckled Monty as Scully watched the comforting vision of the cabin disappear behind the large pine trees as the path took a turn & she felt her sense of security fade as well. "What do you think I' am, stupid?" Monty chortled back over his shoulder. "Mulder, I'm getting a bad feeling about this." Scully said as she watched day beginning to surrender to nightfall. "I've got you covered, look in your packs." "Monty, you really do think of everything, man." Mulder said as he & Scully each pulled out a pair of night vision goggles. "I'm a survival expert, Mulder. Sometimes I wish you'd give me a little credit." He said in good humor as he slipped his own goggles over his head & suddenly stopped in his tracks. "What, what is it?" Scully asked as she & Mulder came to stand beside him. Monty knelt down with a small plastic bag & scooped up what looked to be a scat. "Don't you have enough of those back at home?" Mulder said dryly, Monty shot him an annoyed look as he gently placed the bag into one of his pack's many zipper compartments. "What do you think made that?" Scully asked. "Nothing that I've ever seen in these woods before, that's for sure. I've been finding these for the last few months & I've ran it against wolves, cougars, foxes & every other native animal I could think of & nothing came back as a match. "& you're thinking that it's a werewolf scat?" Scully said skeptically, Monty gave her an amused look. "Are you always so determined not to believe?" "No… I'm willing to believe in the presence of scientific fact & undeniable proof. In other words, I have to stick my hands into wounds to insure they are real." Scully replied. "But sometimes, the absence of proof can be proof when…" Monty was suddenly cut off by a horrible howling-type sound that sounded too close for comfort. "What in the…" Mulder started but Monty clapped a hand over his mouth to silence him. "We need to get somewhere high… now." He hissed as he pushed them along to a nearby tree where there was a thick rope latter hanging from it. "Up, now." He said urgently. "You first, Monty, you& Scully go first,I'll bring up the rear." Mulder said as they began scrambling up the latter just as something large, hairy & terrible burst through a nearby grove of trees, splintering branches in every direction. "Hurry!" Monty said as he pulled Scully up to a platform that went around the circumference of the tree. "Mulder!" Monty yelled as he thrust his hand out to him, Mulder grabbed for it but missed as the creature swiped at him with its massive claws. "Hold my feet & get ready to pull." Monty said to Scully as he dropped onto his stomach, laid over the edge & hauled Mulder up by the back of his coat, thus barely missing the creatures' deadly jaws as he leapt at him. "Mulder?" Scully said worriedly as Mulder made to stand, but dropped back down with a grimace of pain. She checked him over & was horrified to fine four deep gash marks from the creatures' claws. "I need a…" Scully began but was cut off when she turned to see Monty holding a first aid kit out to her. "Thanks." She said as she began to clean & dress the wound as best she could. "This is not good, if what I've read is accurate, werewolves' claws are supposed to be poisonous." Monty said gravely.
End of chapter 2