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   [all-xf] Fan fic - FINDING MULDER (1/41)   
   21 May 07 21:03:26   
   
   From: dmcintoshtx@yahoo.com   
      
   Title:    FINDING MULDER  (AU)   
   Author:    dmcintoshtx@yahoo.com   
   Fandom:    X-Files   
   Paring:    Skinner/Krycek   
   Rating:    NC-17    FRAO   
   Disclaimer:    These characters belong to Chris Carter.  I make no   
   money off them, I just like to play with them once in a while.   
   Summary:     Skinner and Scully go looking for Mulder after he was   
   taken by the aliens and they have an unlikely ally.   
      
   FINDING MULDER   
      
   Skinner glanced at his watch, 7:59 pm, just as someone knocked at the   
   door.  He pulled it open and invited Scully in.  She came in with an   
   anxious smile.     
   "Sir?  You know something about Mulder?" she asked hopefully.   
   "Me?  I thought you had some news?" he asked her, confused.   
   "Your note said to meet you here at 8:00 that it was about Mulder."    
   She pulled the note from her pocket and handed it to him.   
   He reached into his pocket and drew out a piece of paper and handed it   
   to her.   
   "I got a note saying you wanted to meet me here at 8:00 about Mulder."   
    They stood staring at each other.   
   "Who would do this?  Who could have any information?"  She shook her   
   head in wonder.   
      
   The knock on the door startled them both.  Skinner went over, opened   
   it and came face to face with Alex Krycek.   
   "KRYCEK!  What the hell are you doing here?" Anger and frustration   
   building inside of him.   
      
   "I'm the one who sent you those notes; you and Scully."  He said.   
   "You know something?" Scully came over to him. "If you know anything   
   at all about this, Krycek, you better say so right now!"   
   "That's why I'm here.  Can we please talk about this inside?"   
      
   Skinner stepped back and let him in, reluctantly.   
      
   "Just what exactly is it that you think you know and why should we   
   believe a word you say?"  Skinner demanded.   
   "First of all, I don't know anything for sure; but I may know a way to   
   find him if you're interested."   
   "And who and what are we going to owe for this information?"  Skinner   
   asked through slitted eyes.   
   "I don't blame you for being suspicious but this has nothing to do   
   with who I work for."   
   The three of them stood in the middle of Skinner's living room staring   
   at one another.   
   "OK, then.  You know something?  Tell us where he is?"  Skinner insisted.   
      
   "It's all just a slim possibility but you've been looking for him for   
   over three months now and haven't had any luck.  You can believe this   
   or not, but I've been looking for him too."   
      
   "And you think you might know where he is?"  Scully asked.   
      
   "I think I might be able to contact someone who might be able to tell us."   
      
   "That's a lot of `might's." Skinner said.   
      
   "True.  But it's not like you've over-burdened with leads right now is   
   it?"   
      
   "Who is this someone that might know something?"  Scully asked   
   skeptically.   
      
   "Well that's something else now."   
      
   "He doesn't have anything, Scully.  He's just trying to find out what   
   we know."  Skinner turned away.   
      
   "You were with him when he was taken, Skinner.  You know who has him."   
    Krycek said.   
      
   "I know what I saw," was all that Skinner would admit to.   
      
   "OK.  Here it is.  The three of us here in this room know the aliens   
   have him.  That's not debatable.  I'm not even sure which group has   
   him.  I may be able to contact one group.  Communication with them is   
   very difficult but not impossible.  I thought they might know where   
   Mulder is and how we could get him back.  I thought it was worth a try."   
      
   Skinner and Scully stood staring at him; not wanting to believe what   
   they had just heard, but in their hearts they knew it was true.   
      
   "So why haven't you done it already?  Why come here and trot out this   
   incredible story?  What do you hope to gain by all this?"  Scully   
   challenged, hands on hips.   
      
   "As I said, communicating with them is very difficult.  I can't, I   
   won't do it alone.  I'll need both your help."   
      
   "What exactly is it you'd need us for?"  Skinner asked, staring his   
   best AD glare at Krycek.   
      
   "I have been in communication with them before; it took a lot out of   
   me.  I need you to see to it that I get back here in one piece.  And   
   Scully needs to come along in case we do find Mulder; he'll probably   
   need medical care and it's not like we can just take him into any   
   hospital."   
      
   "Where would we be going?"  Skinner asked, a little less skeptical.   
   "Terma, North Dakota."  Krycek answered.   
      
   "The silos?" Scully asked.   
      
   "Yeah.  They're in a ship down there; silo 1013; if it's even still there.   
      
   "You know this for a fact?  You've seen them?  These aliens?"  Skinner   
   asked.   
      
   "Yeah.  I have.  About 4 years ago."   
      
   "What makes you think they are still there?"  Scully asked.   
      
   "Time to them is nothing.  They sat at the bottom of the Atlantic for   
   50 years."  Krycek answered.   
      
   Skinner and Scully looked at each other, wondering whether to believe   
   him or not.   
      
   "Like I said, it's just a possibility, that's all.  I know there a lot   
   of `ifs' here, but at this point, what have we got to loose?"  Krycek   
   looked from one to the other for a response.   
      
   "And just how do you figure we can get in to this silo?  Wherever the   
   hell it is?"  Skinner asked.     
       
   "I can get us in the silo, that's not a problem.  Last time I was   
   there, the old man left me behind to die in there.  That's why I need   
   you to come along; to watch my back while I'm down there trying to get   
   information."  He rubbed the back of his neck; remembering the days he   
   was locked up in that place.   
      
   "What's in this for you?"  Skinner asked.   
      
   "Nothing!"  Krycek heaved a sigh.  "I just want your promise that you   
   won't leave me down there; in that silo."   
      
   Skinner and Scully took a few steps away and spoke quietly to each other.   
   "What do you think?"  Scully asked.   
   "I don't know what to think.  We've tried everything else and we've   
   got nothing."   
   Scully nodded her head in agreement.   
      
   "OK" Skinner said, "I'll go with you and I'll see to it you get back   
   here safely but Scully stays here."   
      
   "No!"   
   "No!"   
   Two voices spoke as one.   
      
   "I'm going!"  Scully insisted.   
      
   "We need her!"  Krycek insisted.   
      
   "You don't ….understand, Krycek.  Scully…..isn't well.  She's been ill."   
      
   "I'm fine and I'm going!"  Scully insisted.   
      
   "You mean her pregnancy?"  Krycek asked.   
      
   "How do you know about that?"  Scully asked.  Skinner was too   
   surprised to speak.   
      
   "It's not important right now.  The important thing is finding Mulder   
   and getting him back here safely."   
      
   The three of them nodded in agreement and Skinner pulled out his phone.   
   "I'll get us tickets for the next flight."   
      
   "No!"  Krycek stopped him.  "I can't be seen with the two of you.    
   I've got a motor home downstairs.  It's all packed and stocked.  It   
   has a bed in the back; in case Mulder….needs it.  I've got enough   
   food, water and medicines for several days.  The only stops we'll have   
   to make will be for gas.  No restaurants, no motels.  We'll stop at   
   campgrounds and keep a low profile."   
      
   "You want to drive nearly 2000 miles with a pregnant woman?  You're   
   out of your mind!"  Skinner yelled.   
      
   "I'm OK.  I can make it!"  Scully insisted.   
      
      
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