The first stars started to sprinkle the sky as Scully and the Gunmen exited the motel. A cold wind whipped through the branches of a nearby forest and dulled the noises of the cars on the highway. Scully hugged her jacket close to her body while holding on to the dogleash.

Mulder No…Spooky the dog, not Mulder! pulled her across the parking lot, up a small hill and into the dark forest. The Gunmen reluctantly followed silently arguing who was going to spill the news.

The bare-branched trees towered above them and were tinged in a silver dust of moonlight. Scully followed the dog behind a bush and turned around as he did his business. Great, she thought and waited until he was done.

" So, when are you guys going to tell me what happened?" She called to the Gunmen who were still arguing. They looked at her, the silver moonlight reflecting in their pale faces.

" What is the last thing you remember?" Byers asked carefully, deciding to take the same approach with Scully as earlier the day with her partner.

" We brought Mulder back to his appartment. Well - the dog." She hesitated: " It can't be Mulder?! I have to be hallucinating, there has to be another explanation for it. People don't turn into animals. That's physically impossible." She realized she was babbling and looked at the Gunmen, but they were just waiting patiently ( or probably enjoying the time when they didn't have to say anything ). " Tell me I'm wrong, guys. Tell me I was just imagining things."

No answer. Damn. No answer couldn't mean yes.

" Do you have any memory of anything that has happened after you went to take a nap?" Byers asked. Scully wrecked her brain, thinking hard. But it was as impossible as reconstructing dreams. As soon as a picture surfaced in her mind it busted like a soap bubble.

" No. " She answered truthfully, fearing Byers' response. " I went to sleep and woke up in a strange bathroom in some motel. In West Virginia. How can I not remember how we've gotten here?"

" Please don't panic, Agent Scully." Byers said, looking helplessely at his two friends. They were just shrugging their shoulders silently urging him to leave them the hell out of this mess. He sighed. Cowards. He took a deep breath and then began to tell Scully everything. About how they had brought Mulder home. How he had changed into himself again right in front of their eyes, how they found out she had turned into a cat, about the mysterious call, the trip to the pet store and their plan to drive West. Scully listened her eyes growing wider. Her eyebrows almost touched her hairline and her face grew even paler than the moon.

Byers watched her, saw the reflection of the stars in her wide unbelieving eyes. She just stood there staring back, unable to say anything trying to comprehend what she had just heard.

" Impossible…." she finally whispered grabbing the leash so hard her knuckles turned whit.

Byers hand shot out to touch her arm but she flinched back.

" You know this is crazy, don't you? You can't possibly think that I believe a single word you said."

" You see the dog, don't you?" Byers asked. " Why should we lie to you?"

Scully shook her head and stammered: " I don't know. Maybe we're dealing with a mind-altering kind of drug."

Langley rolled his eyes at that one and that brought Frohike into action.

" What drug would alter our mind in that kind of way? Look at the dog. It's real. We didn't make it up. We didn't buy a dog and drove to West Virginia for a practical joke, Agent Scully."

The little man took her hand in his and she loosened her grip on the leash.

" Don't worry. We'll find a way to fix this."

She just blankly stared into the darkness her eyebrows rising up again.

" A cat? Really?"

Frohike nodded and took the dog leash from her. The dog felt the hold on his leash loosen and took that second to run off to chase a straying cat.

" Oh damn! Frohike!" Langley shouted and bolted after the dog. " Spooky!"

A bark and a loud meow echoed through the forest and now all four of them were chasing after the dog.

Langley whistled, Byers tried an approach with a flashlight and Frohike shouted. But the dog didn't return.

" Spooky!" Scully simply said, not even raising her voice. But seconds later the dog jumped out of a bush, dry leaves sticking to his furr, pink tongue hanging out of his snout.

" Sit." Scully said and the dog followed her command.

" Now that is spooky!" Frohike stated looking flabbergasted.

- TBC -

Too short again, sorry…

Dana: Yeah, I know, I was just having fun :D But I really think it's funny ;D

Dammit, I'm having some kind of writer's block :(