Chapter Thirteen: Vera
Mulder’s grin had become even wider at the acceptance of his proposal. Carefully, he took Scully’s left hand and placed the wedding ring on her second to last finger. He wrapped up the process by placing a kiss to the top of her hand. He’d been holding onto this ring for quite a while.
Scully admired her ring for what seemed like an eternity before she spoke again. “Mulder?”
“You’re not marrying me because I’m pregnant are you?” she raised a teasing brow.
“No, of course not. If that were the case, I would have popped the question when I came back from pushing up daisies and found you pregnant with William.” Mulder smirked. He gingerly reached out to tilt her chin so that she was looking at him eye to eye. “I want to do this, Scully. I’ve wanted to do it for a very, very long time.” he assured her.
Finding the answer she was hoping for, she reached out to squeeze his hand. “Good.”
“When we find William, I’d like to do this as soon as possible. Sound good, Mrs. Spooky?” he questioned with a wide grin.
“So, what are we going to name her?” Scully asked.
Mulder turned away momentarily, deep in thought. “I like the name Vera, it means Truth; Faith.”
Scully smiled. “I should have known,” she teased “I’d like Samantha to be her middle name, after your sister.”
“We have a deal.”
Meanwhile, Monica and John remained seated in the lobby awaiting either Scully’s release or bad news, hoping it wouldn’t be the latter. Just as John was about to doze off on Monica’s shoulder, he felt a sharp vibration coming from the pocket of his jeans. John looked over at Monica, as his hand searched for the source. He pulled out his Blackberry palm pilot cell phone. The caller ID showed up as private. He swallowed, hoping for a moment that circumstances would have it that the caller would have the wrong number. He just stared at the lighted screen, wanting to avoid it as much as the plague. Monica looked from the screen to John.
“Who is it?”
John just looked at Monica before jumping out of his seat and going outside. He had lost count how many times the phone had been ringing before he finally had the balls to answer. “Hello.” he managed. Monica came up behind him. Walking a safe distance away, John put the caller on speakerphone and it was a moment before to caller replied.
“Who is this?” John asked in a defensive tone.
“Agent Doggett, it’s Skinner.” John turned away from the phone and looked at Monica in partial disbelief and shock. John decided to play along. “Sir, how did you get this number? I haven’t had a phone call in days.” he joked nervously.
“I couldn’t get you this information over e-mail; the government could easily tap into it, and I couldn’t take the chance.” John swallowed as they both listened. “Agent Doggett, Scully is in danger and you need to get her out of there!” the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly sounded stricken.
“Sir, you need to tell me what we are dealing with!” John demanded.
“Someone in the facility, a doctor, is tampering with her pregnancy. She knows who you all are!” came the stricken reply. “Sir, slow down. Give us a name, tell us who it is.” There was a sudden static that replaced Skinner’s voice which made the two of them cringe. “Sir? Sir?” John asked. No reply. “Walter!” John demanded, abandoning all formality. The sound of heavy breathing could be heard behind the static.
“Am…Amy, An…” Skinner was able to make out before they heard a sharp crash. The connection was cut and John could not regain any reception.
“God dammit!” he yelled. “John, you need to keep it down.” Monica whispered.
Approaching footsteps from behind them caused them to jump nearly six inches into the air.
“Agent Doggett, Agent Reyes what are you two doing out here?” he asked, stopping six feet away from them.
“Mulder, Scully and the baby are in danger.” Monica explained.
“What are you talking about? I’ve been with Scully the entire time. She’s fine.” he explained with ease. Monica looked uneasily from Mulder to Doggett.
“What’s her doctor’s name, Agent Mulder?” Doggett asked. Mulder shrugged.
“Dr. Anderson, why do you ask?” Monica started to feel uneasy, she sensed something wrong and she did not like it.
Doggett continued with the questions. “One of the doctors taking care of her goes by Amy. She’s threatening Scully’s pregnancy. She knows who we all are!”
Mulder placed his hands in his pocket and shrugged. “I think you’re just over reacting Agent Doggett.”
John laughed. “Since when did you become the rational skeptic?”
“John…” Monica whispered.
John looked over at Monica. “What?”
Monica looked from Mulder and back to John. “It’s not him.” A year ago, John would have thought that accusation to be unbelievable, but he’d seen too much to believe otherwise. Questioning everything was essential to survival. John hesitated, never breaking Mulder’s gaze. “Run.” he whispered. They both made a beeline towards the parking lot. Footsteps sounded from behind them and became faster with every step they took. Once the footsteps subsided, John and Monica paused for breath. They took a look around and ‘Mulder’ did not appear to be anywhere.
Once again, they heard footsteps from behind them and John reached behind him for his gun only to find it missing. Luckily, Monica had her gun on her. Pulling it out, they whirled around to face their culprit. Mulder quickly put his hands in the air. “What the hell are you doing, Agent Reyes?” Mulder was shocked. John stood his ground. “We know you are not Mulder; tell us who you are.” the former cop demanded.
“It’s Fox Mulder, now put the gun down! You both look like you’ve seen ghosts, but I am not one of ‘them’!”
Monica somehow sensed that this was the real Mulder. She’d know if he wasn’t. Slowly, she started to lower her gun. “Monica, what are you doing? How can you be sure it’s really him?!” John demanded.
Mulder couldn’t help but laugh. “When did you become so paranoid Agent Doggett? You of all people?”
John gave Mulder an exasperated look. “When men became invincible.”
Deciding it was safe; Monica placed her gun back in its holster. Mulder placed his hands back in his pockets. “What happened?” he asked.
Monica sighed. “There was a man out here, a super soldier. We thought he was you and he came after us.” she explained. Monica was still gasping for air, confusion evident in her eyes.
Mulder looked around. “Where is he now?”
“We just lost him, Mulder, somewhere in this parking lot.” John crossed his arms. “What are you doing out here anyway Mulder?”
Mulder looked onward. “I came outside to get Scully’s jacket. I think they should be releasing her soon. There’s something else, isn’t there?” Mulder inquired, looking from John and then back to Monica.
Monica nodded and started making her way back towards the hospital, hoping they would follow. “John got a call from A.D. Skinner. Somehow the government is now able to tap into its citizens e-mail accounts. Knowing this information firsthand, he called from a private number telling us that one of the doctors is out to harm Dana and the baby.”
At the last sentence, Mulder stopped in his footsteps. “Who? Who the hell is it?” he demanded.
Monica swallowed and took a deep breath, looking into Mulder’s eyes. Monica continued. “As the phone cut out, I heard him say Amy An--.”
“Anderson.” Mulder finished. He clenched his fists at his sides.
“You know her?” Doggett asked.
Mulder nodded “That’s Scully’s doctor.”
“Then they are not planning to release her anytime soon, Mulder. If they are, it would be to another unpleasant facility that will either harm or take the baby.” Doggett explained.
“I’m not going to let that happen.” Mulder said through clenched teeth. Monica nodded.
“Then we’re going to need to get her out of there now.”
To be continued….
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