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   Title: 		Introducing Dana Scully	   
   Author: 	Sara B.   
   E-Mail: 		sabo727@tampabay.rr.com   
   Feedback: 	Greatly appreciated including constructive   
   criticisms   
   Disclaimer: 	The characters in this story belong to C. Carter and   
   Co., Fox and the wonderful actors who breathed life into written   
   words, most notably G. Anderson and D. Duchovny who where able make   
   us believe in the improbable.  The story belongs to me.   
   Spoilers:	None Pre X-Files 		   
   Rating:		G   
   Summary:	How did Dana Scully get chosen to work with Fox   
   Mulder   
   Archive: 	I'd be honored.  Please keep my name attached and   
   let me know where it will be.  Thank you.   
   Gratitude:  	To Kim Knight, my `sort of' child.  We have never   
   met but we share too many interests not to be related somehow.   
   Thank you girl.  Dennis for just about everything.  To CC and   
   Company, who created the X-Files.  Lastly to the readers who I hope   
   will enjoy this..   
   Author Notes:	I always wanted to know how Dana Scully was picked   
   to work with Fox Mulder.  She certainly isn't an obvious choice.  Or   
   is she?  This is my take on how history was made.	   
      
   Introducing Dana Scully   
      
   Pentagon: Basement conference room   
   9:20 am March 7   
      
   He walked into the overly crowded conference room.  People were   
   lining the walls and every seat at the table was occupied, save   
   one.  That chair was at the end of the table and it was undisputably   
   his.  He'd kept them waiting twenty minutes for no other reason than   
   he could.  No one would dare leave, one of the perks of his   
   position.  One of the few, but that was the choice he'd made, it was   
   too late for regrets though he had them.   
      
   The man at the head of the table gave him a questioning look and he   
   nodded, giving his consent to start the meeting.  While the   
   moderator opened the meeting with the usual pleasantries, he scanned   
   the room acknowledging a favored few.  His gaze stopped on the man   
   sitting in the corner.  The man looked as if he was trying to meld   
   into the woodwork, he clearly didn't want to be here.  His eyes were   
   slightly blurred, `so early Bill?'  Bill Mulder was the reason they   
   were all here at this farce of a meeting.  One of the reasons.   
      
   His attention returned to the issue at hand, find a replacement for   
   Diana Fowley.  He would listen to all the suggestions but he had   
   already chosen, but it payed to play the diplomat on occasion.  Let   
   these underlings think they have a say, that's what they think is   
   actually important.  Besides he wanted Bill Mulder to see how much   
   he was on his side.  How he would never do anything to hurt Fox.   
   After today how could Bill ever question his loyalty.  It would be   
   unthinkable.  He would have Bill exactly where he needed him.   
      
   He took out a Morley and lit it in defiance of the `No Smoking'   
   signs.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw a very young man motion   
   as if to speak, the man next to him halt him with a hand to his arm   
   and a shake of the head.  Silently the mousey looking woman near the   
   door carried over an ash tray.  Another perk.  No one else would   
   dare flout the laws and no one here would stop him, this was only   
   the first of many he would smoke during the meeting.   
      
   He was finished with his little power games, he'd `peed in the   
   corners' to prove his Alpha dominance.  Now he needed to tune into   
   the meeting.   
      
   A smile played at his lips as he fingered the file he'd brought with   
   him, his secret weapon.   
      
   The moderator was speaking.  "Ladies and gentlemen we are here to   
   decide who to place in Diana Fowley's position.  I'll recap the   
   situation to ensure that everyone is aware of the urgency on this   
   issue.  Agent Fox Mulder has undergone hypnosis and certain memories   
   have been awakened.  Unfortunate memories."  The moderator looked to   
   Bill Mulder but got nothing from him so he continued.  "Agent Fowley   
   was supposed to introduce Mulder to the X-Files and to ensnare him   
   with the ridiculous so he would miss the true wealth of information   
   the files hold.  She failed.  She was unable to stop his work with   
   Dr. Werber and now his appetite has been whetted.  Mulder's memories   
   have steered him towards the Project."   It was apparent that   
   several of the attendees were confused, that they didn't know what   
   the Project was but they were smart enough to recognize the disquiet   
   looks on their superiors faces.  Whatever it was the Project was   
   big. "To us."   
      
   The moderator indicated that the lights be dimmed and a slide   
   projector started.  The first picture came up.  "This is FBI Special   
   Agent Fox Mulder."  He proceeded to give the background information   
   on the young agent.  His education and his many accomplishments in   
   the FBI.  The attendees were obviously impressed.  No one mentioned   
   that Fox Mulder was the son of a Consortium founder and a Project   
   Department Leader.  The pictures continued, showing the various   
   women in his life.  They all seemed to be variations on the same   
   theme, tall, well endowed, smart, believers in the paranormal and   
   mostly dark haired.  They were almost all Consortium operatives,   
   from Phoebe Green, or as she was not so secretly known as Super   
   Tramp,  sweet Ella Bainbridge, Beth Richards and Jennifer Grant.   
      
   The man scanned the room and saw that Mulder's obvious preferences   
   were not lost on the masses.  He could almost hear their thoughts as   
   they mentally cataloged the operative profiles in the package they'd   
   all been given.  He nearly chuckled to himself, they were all   
   automatons.  He could name off the five profiles that they would   
   almost assuredly offer up for consideration.   
      
   The last picture was of Diana Fowley herself, she was the   
   quintessential `Mulder babe.'  Diana Fowley was not only the most   
   successful of the group, despite this glaring failure, she was his   
   creation.  Only a select few knew how they had taken a gangly,   
   overly shy librarian and transformed her.  She was Donna Franks, a   
   5'9" intelligent brunette who wore thick glasses and held few social   
   graces.  They recruited her, gave her classes on etiquette, proper   
   wines, the social registry and everything else that a proper New   
   England debutante would know.  They altered files to give her the   
   correct history and familial connections.  They also gave her enough   
   plastic surgery to rival  three faded aging starlets, combined.   
   Breast implants, tummy tuck, cheek implants, hairline restructured,   
   butt lift, dental implants, liposuction and so on.  She'd been given   
   speech lessons and she mastered the aristocratic accent but she was   
   never able to shed that nasal whine in her voice.   
      
   No one who ever knew Donna Franks would take her for Diana Fowley.   
   Donna Franks was killed the day Diana Fowley was born.  Donna Franks   
   was six years older than Diana Fowley.  Donna came from a small town   
   in Michigan, Diana came from the upper west side of Manhattan.   
   Donna studied Library Science at MSU, Diana graduated from Purdue   
   with a degree in Abnormal Psychology.  That was a gamble and only   
   some techniques gained from their `friends' allowed them to `plant'   
   enough knowledge to fool Mulder.   
      
   It had worked for several years but then Mulder met Dr. Werber and   
      
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