Summary: Scully and Mulder find themselves stranded in Eastern Russia. Scully has a big secret, Mulder is blaming the aliens, and their biggest new problem is Phoebe Green. MRS
AN: I'm not sure exactly what season this takes place in… In this story, Mulder's abduction did not happen. So this is happening around that time.
Disclaimer: I don't own the x-files. Well, you know what? Neither do you!
How to Find Your Heart in the Middle of the Forest
Chapter 1
The Crash
Sitting on the hard seat of the small airplane, Scully was fuming.
Her legs crossed, she was staring out of the window at the dark and endless forest beneath. From behind her she could hear the giggles of a woman. Phoebe Green.
The previous day, Phoebe had shown up in their basement office to 'visit her old friend Mulder'. Despite the way things were left between her and Mulder six years earlier during her latest visit, Mulder didn't show any annoyance towards her. What was worse was she convinced him to help her with a case she believed would fit the description of an X-File. Scully was hanging on the hope that Skinner would protest, but their boss must have been in an extra good mood, because Mulder managed to convince him that a trip to eastern Russia was absolutely necessary.
So here she was, on a jet with Miss England, and it seemed Mulder was all for catching up. He knew how much Scully disliked that woman. To his credit, she could tell that he was genuinely interested in this case. To date, 15 people have disappeared while either hiking or driving through a particular area, and the previous week one of the missing persons, a woman, was found. And so, Mulder Phoebe and Scully were heading to a small town on the very east of Russia to investigate and talk to this woman. Mulder, of course, claimed it was aliens.
In an instant, Mulder flopped down on the seat next to her. He gestured at the profiles in his hands. "You want to look through these? So far all I've been able to come up with that's in common between these people is that they are all between the ages of 20 and 60." He smiled foolishly. "Maybe you'll come up with something better."
"Fox!" Phoebe called from the back.
Scully took the files and looked down. 'Fox' went back to his lover.
The truth was, it wasn't just Phoebe that had been putting her in this mood. It was Phoebe's timing that had been the worst.
The last time Scully tried to get pregnant with artificial ways was almost a year ago. After a series of unsuccessful tries, she gave up. It was taking too big of a toll on her. She had accepted the fact that she'd never have children, and was able to move on.
Which is why on the Wednesday of the previous week her world was shaken to the core. The impossible thing happened. After a visit to her doctor, she found out she was pregnant. Six weeks along. It was so impossible that she felt in denial. She still couldn't decide if she should be happy or scared. For one thing, she hadn't told Mulder yet, for a reason she couldn't quite figure out. She was planning to tell him on Monday, but that was the morning that Phoebe showed up.
She knew it was his baby. They've only had sex a couple of times, but one of those odd times just over a month ago. When she told her mother they both broke down in tears. Maggie told her it was a gift from god and it wasn't to be questioned, but Scully had known and seen too much to let herself be so naïve. She was scared of what might happen next, but she had a feeling that some weight will be lifted off of her shoulders once she told Mulder. Unfortunately, there was the Phoebe factor now. She couldn't tell him while she was there.
"Fox, my fooling around days are long gone. You know, I just came out of a three year relationship, because he didn't want to get married. What would you say to that?" Phoebe was saying. She could hear the seducing smile on her face.
Annoyed, Scully got up and walked to the front of the plane. The pilot was a nice enough man in his fifties, and he agreed to stay with them from the whole trip and fly them wherever they needed to go.
"Hey Mark, how much longer do we have?" Scully asked.
"Miss Scully! Oh, I don't know. An hour give or take. We'll see what the weather looks like when we get closer, we might have to make a circle before we land."
"Alright. Thanks."
They've been flying for over six hours. Scully was never a fan of flying, so that didn't help her irritation either. She felt Mulder walk up behind her.
"How soon will we be landing?" He asked, his hand on her back.
"Mark says around an hour."
"You alright? You've been quiet."
"Just tired."
"I know you didn't really want to come out here, but Scully, I have a good feeling about this one." He said passionately.
"And by 'this one', do you mean Phoebe Green?" She regretted it soon after she said it.
"Scully, please. That woman and I are history."
"I'm sorry Mulder, that was inappropriate. It's none of my business."
He looked a bit hurt. "Think whatever you'd like, but you should know that this is just about this case for me. I really do believe there is something here. I'm almost never wrong about these things."
She smiled at him. She was giving him a hard time, but she herself has been lying to him for a week.
It was then, that from the corner of her eye, Scully noticed something red blinking. Both Mulder and she looked towards the pilot's cabin in unison, and it didn't take them too long to figure out something had gone wrong.
Mark was speaking fast into his headpiece, and some more frantic blinking could be seen in his cabin.
"What's happening?" Phoebe came up behind them.
"Mark? What is it?" Mulder asked.
"Hello? ….I can't hear anything!... Hello?! Over! ….This is flight 619, can anyone hear me? Over!" Mark was shouting.
The sound of an alarm came on, and Scully felt Mulder grab her wrist.
"Mark!"
"The fucking engines are shutting off! And I can't get through to anyone… Fuck! We're gonna have to land right here!!"
"What?! We're in the middle of the forest! Where will you land?" Phoebe panicked.
"I don't think we have a choice." Mulder said, and Scully looked up to glare at him. He was serious.
"I can't see any clearing anywhere… Shit, shit shit shit!" Mark shouted with frustration. "We'll have to land on a fucking tree! We're loosing altitude by the second… Sit down and put your seatbelts on!"
The three did as they were told. The situation was frightening. They weren't fighting an enemy, so guns would be no help or protection. They would just have to sit and wait. They sat down in a row, Mulder in the middle and Phoebe and Scully on the sides. The ground was nearing in unbelievable speed.
All of the sudden, there was silence. The lights have shut off, the alarm wasn't screaming anymore. The tree tops were getting closer and closer when the plane suddenly started turning towards the ground head first.
"I've lost complete control… Hold on!!!" Mark screamed, and it was the last thing they heard before the crash.
AN: Should I continue? Let me know!