Title: Just another Average Day
Author: Shadow's Echo (also known as Cindy from CindyandSandy)
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-files or anything. I do own any character's not on the X-files and the plot, so if you want to use any of that, you better be askin' first.
Chapter 5 – Average Day No. 4
Mulder woke up the next morning he had stayed up all night watching the movie. He knew Scully would sleep that night so it was easy to get it. She had locked the door between the two rooms, but that's always easy to break into with a lock pick. Scully clearly didn't remember that all FBI agents are issued a lock pick. Well, he was anyway. He knew however when Scully walked into his room with angry look on her face, that he had done a bad thing.
"Mulder," Scully said much like a mother would to a child that knew they had done something wrong. Mulder hung his head like he was being scolded for doing something that he knew was wrong.
"Yes?" He said innocently.
"Where's the tape?"
"I don't know." He looked around, obviously avoiding her eyes.
"Mulder. I know you have it."
"Doesn't mean I know where it is!" He ran to his bed and flew under the covers. Scully stomped her foot.
"MULDER! WHERE IS IT BEFORE I DESTROY YOU!" He poked a finger out of the blankets and pointed at the nightstand. What a dumb hiding place. She could've found it without asking. She opened the drawer and it was right on top. She grabbed it and slammed the drawer shut, hiding it in her own room. "Alright, Mulder, let's go." She turned around and he was right behind her, ready to go. She jumped slightly then realized that was actually a pretty normal occurrence.
They headed to the local police who appeared to be used to Kyle and friend's shenanigans. They said they had always caused a lot of problems and they were pretty much just waiting for something like this to happen. They met with the original detective on the case, Detective Jamie Jamison. He was a young kid, fairly new, and Scully was pretty sure that when he had seen the dead body he had probably puked his guts out. Scully laughed at this. Men are so weak sometimes.
"They called us down, they said they hadn't touched the body, and they had gotten to the bottom of the cliff about five minutes after Q fell off," Jamie said. Scully was amazed that he too even called him Q. "They said the body was badly decomposed already, and by the time we got there, it was well...nearly completely decomposed. Sure the saltwater and heat take it's toll on a dead body, but not like that. And like they probably told you, the dog wasn't decomposed at all, which is obviously normal. It had only been a half hour. The body temperature should've still been normal still. Yeah, it was weird."
"We hear that a lot with our cases," Scully said. Mulder just stared at the detective like he was listening, although he really wasn't.
"Rapid decomp?" Scully rolled her eyes.
"No...weirdness."
"...Oh." Jamie wasn't much smarter than Mulder. Wait, he wasn't smarter than Mulder at all. She could tell that Mulder actually understood that one because of the dumb look on his face showing pride. When he understood something, he was always proud and he wasn't good at hiding it.
"I got that one!" He looked at Scully for approval. No, he didn't hide it well at all. "Dumbass," He said looking at Jamie. Jamie lowered his head in sadness. "Owned." He lowered his head further.
"Mulder, don't pick on him. He's the one that called you in here. He's the reason you even got to see that tape. You should be thankful to him." Mulder looked at Jamie.
"Oh right. Sorry, man. I owe you one. Thanks." And immediately Jamie became bashful. Mulder would do just about anything you told him, if he understood that is.
"So his death really isn't a mystery at all. It's obvious it was an accident. It just the dead body we have a problem with," Scully said. Jamie and Mulder nodded. "Well that's kind of stupid. I mean, the guys dead and we know why. Why even bother to figure this out? It's not like it effected his living." Mulder and Jamie's jaws dropped and they just stared at Scully.
"Seriously? You think that?" Mulder asked.
"Well yeah, this is stupid."
"But...but...the..."
"What?"
"But the tape! The tape, Scully! The tape!"
"What about it?"
"THE DOG IS BREATHING FIRE!"
"So?"
"SO! THAT'S AMAZING!"
"IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE DEATH!"
"It does with the dog's death," Mulder pointed out. He made a good point, but that wasn't why they were there. Scully sighed.
"Fine. Goddamnit."
"WOO HOO!" Mulder started doing a dance of joy. Jamie slowly joined in. He wasn't sure why he was dancing with Mulder, but it seemed like fun. It creeped Scully out however.
"Stop it. Stop your gloating. We're staying here to figure this out and then we are leaving, got it?" Mulder nodded excitedly. Scully rolled her eyes, yet again for like the 30th time in the story because the author can think of nothing better for her to do to show annoyance. This was going to be a long day. Scully could tell.
A/N: This is the second story I've updated tonight! YAY! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next will hopefully be soon. I love writing this one because you love reading it! Review please!