From: kelly1212002@yahoo.com   
      
   Disclaimer in part 1...   
      
      
   It was early morning, and the last remnants of the night still   
   lingered in the corners. The sun just started to rise and its warm   
   rays warmed Mulder's face, as they reached into the valley. His   
   vision blurred for a few seconds. Rubbing his eyes groggily, he   
   searched for Scully, doing the almost instinctual scan of the   
   horizons. His eyes locked on Scully, when he spotted her a few yards   
   away, lying on her left side. He got up and stretched his legs,   
   noticing the change in his surroundings since the last time he was   
   conscious. The ammunition beside him and the clothes he wore were not   
   familiar, or even from the same time period. Scully stirred for a   
   moment, looking for Mulder. When she spotted him, though, it was   
   hardly what she had expected. His blue suit and tie had been changed   
   into a dark suit with pin stripes and expensive dress shoes.  Scully   
   looked down at herself and noticed her clothes had changed, too. She   
   donned a red skirt with a dark blazer; these clothes were also out of   
   date, something native to America, circa of 1930's.   
      
      
   "Mulder, what the hell happened to us?"   
      
      
   "I'm not sure. Did you see the light in the woods?" Mulder turned his   
   head, looking back at the wooded area.   
      
      
   "I went looking for you. I thought I saw something like an orb,"   
   Scully replied.   
      
      
   "I wonder if it could have something to with the way we are dressed."   
      
      
   "Oh, Mulder don't tell me. A wrinkle in time?" Scully rolled her eyes.   
      
      
   "Well, how do you explain this?" He pointedly gestured to their   
   clothing and then to the weapons that lie on the ground.   
      
      
   "Mulder, I have no clue."   
      
      
   "Scully, maybe this is a bad time, but you look very sexy in those   
   clothes," he smiled at her.   
      
      
   "You don't look so bad yourself," she leaned into his personal space,   
   running her hands down his chest.   
      
      
   They heard a car roaring down the road and looked in the direction   
   and spotted a Ford V8 coming in their direction. A slender   
      
   young man in his early thirties drove towards Mulder and Scully; as   
   he came upon the two agents, he skidded to a   
      
   stop.   
      
      
   "Get in Clyde, the law is comin'! Hurry don't forget your guns," he   
   said nervously looking into the rearview mirror.   
      
      
   Mulder looked at Scully and then back at the man before running   
   toward the pile of weapons. He heard the faint sound of police sirens   
   and quickly opened the car door, grabbing Scully's hand, pulling the   
   door shut.   
      
      
   The young man drove down the road and turned left speeding toward the   
   county line. The lawman stopped on the county line, heading back   
   toward the town in defeat.   
      
      
   "Clyde, we almost got caught."   
      
      
   "Well, they didn't get us. That's all that matters isn't?"   
      
      
   "That was awful close, baby brother," he looked back at Mulder.   
      
      
   "So, where are we headed?" Scully spoke up.   
      
      
   "I'm not sure, Bonnie, but we're going to keep driving until we find   
   another car to swap."   
      
      
   "I'm sure getting hungry; can't we stop someplace for a bite to eat?"   
   Mulder asked.   
      
      
   "I'll stop at a restaurant in the nearby town. I'm sure there'll be   
   some food, but we've got to be careful."   
      
      
   A small town appeared on the horizon. The young man pulled behind the   
   restaurant; he parked the car and shut off its engine. He turned   
   around in the seat, looking at the two of them, waiting for Clyde's   
   orders.   
      
      
   "Clyde, should I wait in the car? Or go get the food."   
      
      
   "Bonnie and I will get the food. Wait here."   
      
      
   They walked toward the restaurant and noticed a few people throwing   
   them suspicious glances their way.   
      
      
   "Mulder, just what the hell is going on here?"   
      
      
   "I believe that man in the car thinks we are Bonnie Parker and Clyde   
   Barrow, the infamous bank robbers from the Thirties and I'm his   
   brother."   
      
      
   "Mulder, you're telling me, we leaped into a time portal, and now   
   we're criminals? An X-file?" she gave him a sly smile.   
      
      
   "Scully, I believe we're on the same page."   
      
      
   They walked into the restaurant, the suspicious glances increasing.   
   Mulder ordered a couple of cheeseburgers with fries as their waitress   
   threw the two of them the same glares the other patrons directed upon   
   them as she placed their orders.   
      
   "It'll be about five minutes," the young woman said after giving   
   Mulder the "once- over".   
      
      
   "I can't take you anywhere, Mulder," she whispered before gently   
   poking him in the ribs.   
      
      
   "Sorry… Scull-- I mean Bonnie," he whispered back at her.   
      
      
   The waitress handed them the brown paper bag, and they hurried back   
   to the car, only to find that it was empty.   
      
      
   "Where the hell did he go?" Scully shouted.   
      
      
   "Damned if I know," Mulder responded.   
      
      
   "You know something Mulder, he sort of resembled Agent Doggett and he   
   called you, "baby brother." I remember reading in the library   
   archive, that Buck Barrow and his wife Blanche traveled in the gang."   
      
      
   "Scully, this is so damn crazy."   
      
      
   Just then Buck rounded the corner with a young lady. He opened the   
   back door and they slid into the car. Mulder and Scully still stood   
   on the pavement in front of the car, dumbfounded. They looked at each   
   other in astonishment when they saw the striking resemblances shared   
   with another young woman, Agent Reyes.   
      
      
   "Come on, Clyde. Let's get out of here before the law comes lookin'   
   for us."   
      
      
   Mulder drove as fast as he could out of the little town, not knowing   
   where they would end up.   
      
      
      
   11:30 p.m.   
   Country Road 20   
      
      
   "Clyde, we need pull over so we can rest for a little while." Buck   
   spoke up while he leaned up against the front seat.   
      
      
   "I'll find a clearing up ahead and then we'll stop, Dogg… I mean   
   Buck." Mulder corrected himself glancing nervously over at Scully.   
      
      
   "You calling me a dog, Clyde?" he argued.   
      
      
   "No, not at all."   
      
      
   "Hey, you guys it's been a long day. Let's just get some rest."   
   Scully jumped in before an argument could take effect.   
      
      
   Mulder drove the Ford into a flat clearing, stopped the car and shut   
   off the engine. Buck and Blanche got out of the car and pulled a   
   blanket out of the backseat before walking toward a few large oak   
   trees on the far side of the meadow. Meanwhile, Mulder and Scully   
   walked toward the front of the car a few yards away and sat down on   
   the grass.   
      
      
   "So, what do you think now?" Mulder leaned back and relaxed on the   
   cool grass.   
      
      
   "We're criminals, no doubt about it. It's so weird but it's exciting   
   at the same time and the fact that the two resemble Agent Doggett and   
   Reyes. I was thinking, `what if all this is in our heads, Mulder?"   
      
      
   "Scully, are you saying we're imagining all this?"   
      
      
   "If not, then we must have been hit on the head pretty hard to be   
   here. We can't mess with history; it'll change the whole outlook in   
   the future, Mulder."   
      
      
   "Wait a minute, did you just say you were excited? Are you as turned   
   on as I am?" he grabbed her and pulled her down with him.   
      
      
   "Mulder… I mean Clyde." She landed on top of his chest and looked   
   down at him, smiling.   
      
      
   "You're enjoying this I can tell."   
      
      
   "Sure, I am. Why wouldn't I be? You're with me, right?" He smiled and   
   captured her lips, rolling her over so that she was beneath him.   
      
      
      
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