Last Wish

Part 19

By

Trycee

Time-Line: Alternative Universe. Season 10 After Home Again and before My Struggle II.

Disclaimer: This is written for fun, not profit.

William was angry as he stood in the circular room surrounded by the alien beings as the ship suddenly began to spin, knocking him off his feet. Unexpectedly, William could feel himself falling fast as the clouds and trees rushed past him. He thought he was going to die as he fell back to earth. He braced himself for impact with the ground but found himself standing on his feet in his bedroom lit up by a blasting white light. William touched his aching forehead and drew back blood. Suddenly though, William realized that he had not returned alone. He could barely see through the blinding white haze but when his eyes adjusted he realized that he was again surrounded by the smaller four foot tall Alien beings with massive black eyelids, grey skin and large elongated heads. He could hear them speaking to him, telling him to come back with them. That he had to leave now.

William could hear his adoptive parents race up the stairs. "WILLIAM!", they screamed. They stopped in the doorway, suspended in place by an invisible force, a look of horror etched onto their faces as they stared at the inhuman creatures surrounding their son.

William was in a stand-off with the beings. "You can't take me!", he screamed.

He could hear one of the larger beings telling him that he had to come with them.

"You won't return me. Your trying to destroy me! Your not letting me come back!", he yelled at the creatures.

"William!", Mr. Van DeKamp screamed, horrified at what he was witnessing. "COME HERE SON! WHAT IS THAT? OH GOD, COME HERE, WILLIAM!"

William turned to look at the Van DeKamps. "They're saying I have to come with them."

"NOOO," Mrs. Van DeKamp gasped. "NOOO, You can't."

"I'll never come back!", he said.

"NOoo, Nooo," Mrs. Van DeKamp said, walking towards them but the larger being turned towards her and sent a bolt of energy that knocked her back.

Mr. Van DeKamp held his wife as she cried, helplessly. Mr. Van DeKamp could see the mystery beings all surrounding William but he was unable to move. He was being forced back by an invisible force. The Van DeKamps could hear in their minds, "Don't move. We won't harm you."

"They want me!", William screamed at the beings. "They want to take me and I'll never return!"

"NOOO," Mrs. Van DeKamp said, dropping to her knees, her hands clasp together in prayer. "Please, God...NOooo."

"I have to fight them!", William screamed.

"What are these things, son?", Mr. Van DeKamp asked frantically. "What's happening?"

A flash of white light blinded them for a moment and the other beings had disappeared, leaving the larger, more disturbing Dark Alien in front of him.

"They're after me!", William said, his focus still on the black foreboding Alien.

"Come to me, son," Mr. Van DeKamp yelled. "Step away from it."

"No!", William said. "They want me."

"I know, I know...", Mr. Van DeKamp cried. "Just step towards us."

"They are going to abduct me and dissect me...Cut Me Up! I'm not going back there!", William said.

"Stay with us!", Mrs. Van DeKamp said, clasping her hands and looking up towards heaven. "Please, God. We can't lose him."

"No, I'm not going," William said, as his eyes darkened to black.

His adoptive parents gasped as he turned in their direction. William's face had contorted and he's white skin had turned a greyish hue. His blue eyes were now elliptical and a deep jet black in color just like the Alien's eyes.

"MY GOD!", Mrs. Van DeKamp gasped.

"What's in God's name is happening?", Mr. Van DeKamp cried.

"Don't go with them!," Mrs. Van Dekamp screamed.

"I refuse to be taken!", William screamed back at the Alien.

"Please, son!", Mr. Van DeKamp begged. "Come over here! Don't listen to them. Listen to us!"

"I'm not going!", William screamed.

The dark Alien's eyes glowed red. William looked defeated, his shoulders slumped and his head hung low. He then turned in the Van DeKamp's direction, glaring at them. "I refuse to be taken!", he screamed at his parents, as the dark Alien observed him. "It's not going to be me that's going."

"William?", Mr. Van DeKamp said, as he stared at his son.

"You Are!"

A beam shot out of William's fingers paralyzing the Van DeKamps in its wake.

Mr. Van DeKamp screamed as he attempted to move. "NO, William!", he said, stunned. "Don't do this, son. William!", he said, frightened. "We won't come back!"

"No, You won't!", William said, holding them in his beam.

A bright blue flash blinded them all. When the light was gone, William found himself standing in the middle of his bedroom floor. He yawned and then toed his way back to his bed. He crawled in and laid his head down, falling into a deep sleep.

The morning came and William woke up, wiping at his eyes. He immediately noticed how quiet the house was. He listened for the sound of the morning news that accompanied every morning he could remember but there was none. He sniffed the air but there was no aroma of pancakes or sausage of any kind that drifted up to his room. He quickly showered and dressed, bounding down the steps and walked into the kitchen. His adoptive mother who would normally be banging away in the kitchen was no where to be found. William looked around him and searched in the basement and the backyard but there was no sign of his adoptive parents anywhere. William knocked on the outside of their door but there was no reply. He pushed opened the door and found their beds unmade which he knew was unusual for his mom. William made his way to the front door and glanced out noticing a black van at the end of the private room that lead to his family's farm. It brought a chill to him. He was fully aware that there were two men from the government sitting in the SUV, but he had to look for his parents anyway and so he raced down the steps and looked around the vast amount of farm land looking for his father's tractor but he couldn't see nor hear it. He made his way to the barn and saw the tractor sitting there untouched. He shook his head, bewildered.

William turned and walked right out of the field close to the SUV. He could see the two men with sunglasses staring at him. The SUV started it's engine, creeping closer to him. He took off running back to the house, slamming the door behind him. He searched around the entryway until he found his book bag. He pulled out his cellphone and dialed the number. The phone rang several times before it was answered. He raced to the window, peering out towards the road. He could see the black SUV was just a few yards down their private road.

"William! William is that you?"

"Mom!"

"William, what's wrong?", Scully said, her heart racing. She was already dressed but she turned to Mulder who was toweling off in the doorway of their bedroom.

"They're gone!", William said, as tears streamed down his face.

"Whose gone?", she said alarmed, as the hair on her arms stood up. "Where are you? Are you safe?"

Scully eyed Mulder as he dressed quickly. Scully could tell from William's voice there was an urgency.

"My adoptive parents. They were taken."

"Taken...Abducted?"

"By them. And they're not coming back," he said, solemnly. "They were trying to take me."

"Oh God," Scully said sitting back on the side of her bed, her entire body shaking.

"They took them instead. The Aliens took them and they won't be back."

"We're coming!", she said, frantically.

"The Aliens were going to take me but they took them instead. I don't know what to do."

Scully could feel her body stiffen. Mulder touched Scully's shoulder. She glanced up to him. "It's okay," he whispered. He knelt down next to her and grabbed the phone from her shaking hands. This was her baby, her son and he was far away and in need of her help. "Your mom and I are on the first flight there."

"There's people outside," William said, staring at the SUV that was parked in a spot within his line of sight. He could see one of the two men was on the phone but both men were staring back at him.

Mulder's phone rang. He handed Scully back her phone and answered his. "Skinner?"

"Mulder, my guys are outside of the Van DeKamp's home."

Mulder turned towards Scully, tapping her on the arm. She looked up at Mulder as he placed his cellphone on speaker. "Where are your men?"

"In a black SUV observing the house. They can see William staring out of the window."

Scully turned her attention back to her call with their son. "William, honey. Don't be afraid. Those men are with the FBI. We'll be there soon. Don't worry, okay? We're coming!"

"Okay, mom," William sighed. "Okay," he said, blowing out the air in his lungs. He turned away from the window and sat down on his daybed in front of the large picture window. He was relieved.

"I love you, honey. We're coming to get you!"

Mulder turned his attention back to his call with Skinner. "What happened, Skinner?"

"I'll tell you on the plane but to relay your fears, William's fine. I have a private jet booked. I have my men on the way to Scully's apartment to pick her up and then come get you."

"She's home with me! She can hear you", Mulder stated.

Skinner was silent a moment."Alright then," Skinner added. "They're on their way," he said, hanging up.

Twenty minutes later, a helicopter landed in their front yard. Mulder and Scully hopped into it and they took off heading for D.C.

Reagan Airport, Washington , D.C:

Skinner was waiting at the gate, pacing back and forth. He saw the top of Mulder's head as he weaved through the crowds and he knew Scully was not far behind. He handed them both their tickets and they raced onto the plane. They were the only passengers much to the surprise of the crew, it seemed. Mulder seated himself in the aisle, needing to stretch his legs. Scully sat next to him at the window seat, nervous and deadly quiet. It had been less than an hour since she got the phone call from William. Scully had butterflies in her stomach and she was anxious for the plane to take off. Unlike other planes, this one was a private jet with them as the only occupants. The flight attendants were gathered together in view of them as they whispered among themselves, occasionally glancing in their direction. The Pilot motioned to Skinner and he excused himself, walking towards the cockpit.

Mulder turned to Scully and placed his arm around her. He could feel her shaking slightly against him. "It's okay," he whispered into her ear. "He's safe."

Scully looked up into his eyes. "He's not safe until he's in our arms."

"Your right," he said, pressing her to his side. "Your right."

Scully's phone rang. She looked at Mulder and then answered. "What's wrong?," she said, alarmed. " Are you alright?"

"I'm okay," William said, staring back out the window watching the SUV. "How long will it take for you to get here?"

"We're in the plane now, honey. A jet. It'll still be about six hours before we get there."

"Should I call the police and report my parents missing?"

Scully pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at Mulder. "He wants to know what he should do. Should he involve the police."

Mulder stood up and made his way over to the Pilot who looked surprised to see Mulder approaching him. The Pilot patted Skinner's back and then retreated to the cockpit, closing the door. Mulder looked at Skinner. "Those men of yours, can they look after William until we get there."

"I'll give the order."

"He keeps watching them," Mulder added.

Skinner looked surprised. "They're my men. They've been watching him under my order for over a week."

Mulder nodded. "Should the local Jackson police get involved?"

"I'll make the call."

Mulder turned from Skinner and walked back to his seat. Scully looked alarmed. "What is it?"

"Skinner said he'll handle it," Mulder added.

Scully placed the phone back to her ear. "The two FBI agents will be coming in to watch you until we get there."

"I don't trust them", William said.

"You don't? What do you know?".

William watched them carefully. "They're loyal to someone else."

Mulder looked back at Scully. "To who?"

"I don't know," William added. "I know it isn't Mr. Skinner."

Mulder glanced up to Skinner who was chatting in his phone. "Call it off!", Mulder screamed.

Skinner frowned and then nodded. He dialed the number to his men. "Stay in your car. That's an order."

"What do you see, son," Mulder conveyed to William.

"They both are on the phone. Ah, wait. One of them hung up but the other is still on his cellphone", William warned.

Mulder noticed that Skinner had already hung up.

"If those two Agents approach you..."

"I'll take care of them!", William warned.

Skinner sat down next to them, turning towards them in the aisle. "My Agents are still posted outside the Van DeKamps."

Mulder shook his head. "Those Agents at William's house aren't your Agents!"

Skinner read Mulder's face and whipped back out his phone, walking off.

Scully twisted her hands, wringing them out. She was a nervous wreck. She was normally the voice of reason. A cool, calm Federal Agent but not when it came to her son. She was a mom and her son was in danger. There was no need for pretenses. She was frightened and on the edge. "What if they get to him before we can get there."

"William knows how to handle things."

"Yes, Mulder, but he's still just a boy."

Mulder nodded, realizing that there was nothing that would calm her, not until she could see William for herself.

Skinner returned. "I contacted the FBI in Jackson. A friend of mine, A.D. MacMillian along with several agents are on their way to the Van DeKamp's. They're going to arrest my two men until I can question them."

Scully was still a basket of raw nerves. "Can this damn plane take off already!"

Skinner sat down across from them. "William will be okay."

Skinner's phone rang again and he answered it, "Skinner."

Mulder and Scully watched as he twisted his jaw. "Keep me informed," he said, hanging up.

Skinner turned his attention back to his Agents. "The Jackson branch are there with William. The two Agents are in custody. They're going to feed him and keep him comfortable until we get there."

Mulder turned to Scully, slipping his hand in hers. Her hand was sweaty and clammy and he could see that she was trying to calm her erratic breathing. Mulder squeezed her hand, letting her know that he was there. He turned back to Skinner. "What was it that you had to tell us?"

"What?", Skinner asked.

"You said you had something to tell us."

Skinner sighed to himself. "The Van DeKamps were in William's room with the Aliens last night."

Scully looked at Mulder but he was staring at Skinner. "Cut the drama, Skinner. What happened?"

Skinner reached behind his seat and grabbed a file folder. He handed it to Mulder. "Look for yourself."

Mulder opened it to another thermal image. The image showed two red body heat registers standing in a doorway, they recognized to be the Van DeKamp's. Just beyond them there were two other images. One was the tall black image with a yellow streak they recognized as the dark Alien. But the image in the center had them puzzled. It was a white image in the center of the frame.

Scully shook her head. "I don't understand. What is that?"

"That's William."

Mulder looked at Scully and then shifted to the other photo underneath. It was an image of William alone in his room standing in the same spot, his image registered as reddish, showing body heat.

"So they all just disappeared?", Scully questioned.

"As far as they could tell, they just disappeared with the tall Alien."

"That poor boy," Scully sighed. "What happened after that?"

"He went to bed and stayed asleep until the morning."

Scully sat back and looked out the window before turning back to them. "Get this damn plane up in the air!"

Skinner stood up and made his way to the cockpit. He tapped on the door and chatted with the Pilot. The door closed and Skinner returned. The Pilot made an announcement, letting them know they would be taking off soon. The Flight Attendants made their way to them, explaining the safety procedures and bringing them drinks that went untouched. The seat belt light came on and they strapped themselves in, ready for take off.

Mulder could sense Scully's anxiety but he could only watch as she sat ridged in her seat. He opened his mouth several times to comfort her but his words were lost. She turned and looked at him. "I know. I'm trying to calm down."

"He's okay now, Scully."

She turned away from him, still not convinced. "Tell me that again when we have him in our arms, okay?", an edge to her voice.

Mulder gazed at Scully and sat back in his seat. The jet began it's trek down the runaway and soon took off into the air. Mulder tried several times to pull her close to him but she resisted. She was too agitated and so Mulder left her to stare out the window at the clouds without interruption. Scully turned to Mulder and slipped her hand in to his, relaxing only slightly. She could feel him squeezing her hand and she tried her best to take her anxiety down a notch. Mulder though knew that it would be just a few hours before they would see their son and nothing he could do or say would take away her worry. Nothing but seeing their son in person and knowing he was alright.

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