Healing
By Daemoni 





Disclaimer: The characters of Dana Scully, Monica Reyes, John 
Doggett, Brad Follmer, and Walter Skinner are not mine. I do not 
own them. They belong to Chris Carter, the Fox broadcasting 
Network, and 1013 Productions. I am just borrowing them. No 
permission, No profit.

Pairing: Scully/Reyes
Rating: Soft R, BDSM (extremely light and consenting) minor 
profanity, adult situations, underlying sexual tension, and mild 
violence. If you are not at least 18 years old do not read. 
Category: Friendship, angst, romance, and love
Summary: A murder investigation brings Scully back to Reyes and 
Doggett after a six months. Timeline suspended.
Spoilers: This is Not Happening, Improbable, and Daemonicus, no 
other that I can think of.
Feedback: Yes of course. This is my first stab at writing anything 
so please be kind and keep that in mind. You can send it to 
daemoni@comcast.net
Permission to archive: Yes as long as my name is attached.
Rewritten ? Extra material to murder investigation


Dana thought to her self as she lay stretched out on her bed; her 
arousal was consuming her. With her one hand planted between 
her legs, her fingers deeply stroking, inside her slick folds while 
her other hand was caressing and tugging at her nipple, her heat 
radiated from her centre as she looked across the room at Monica. 
Monica arms were stretched above her head; she was restrained at 
the wrists. Her eyes were but hooded slits, her breast full and her 
nipples hard. Her thighs soaked at the sight of Dana pleasing 
herself rendered Monica speechless. She was after all a willing 
slave. Her desire to touch Dana, to make love to her was beyond 
anything she had ever experienced. Only to be equally matched by 
her need to have Dana devour her as well. The power and control 
that Dana felt was intoxicating. Seeing Monica reduced to ashes by 
nothing more than the expectation of her touch was a high that she 
could not forsake. As Dana slowly slid off of the bed and fastened 
her harness a whimper escaped from Monica. Dana approached her 
hungrily, tiptoeing to free her, preparing herself as Monica all but 
collapsed into her. She managed to place her on the bed still 
without any intimate contact. She looked deep into Monica?s eyes, 
searching for something to stop her, but there was only pure desire 
as she gently parted her legs. She placed the tip of her silicone 
dildo teasingly inside of Monica. She watched as Monica?s lips 
parted and her eyes begged for more, she ever so slowly deepened 
her stroke as a single tear escaped from Monica?s eye. Dana knew 
at the moment that she had never felt loved or able to love as she 
did right now.

Agent Scully awoke drenched, aroused, and wondering when this 
re-occurring dream would end. It was always the same, and each 
time Scully?s heart ached. 
It had been sometime since she had seen or even helped out on a 
case with Agent Reyes and yet her thoughts continued to drift back 
to her. It wasn?t as if she was avoiding her, Monica and John 
hadn?t requested her help recently. She tried to keep herself busy 
to limit the amount of time her thoughts would float back to 
Monica. It seemed as if the harder she struggled to control them, 
the more they would surface through her dreams. It was as if 
something deep within her would not allow her to be completely 
free from Monica. No Agent Reyes was indeed inescapable. Even 
if she were to see Monica again, what would she do? She could 
never allow her feelings to be known. Monica was in a committed 
relationship and seemed quite happy. When didn?t she seem 
happy? She thought to herself. That was one of the things that she 
first noticed about Monica, she was always happy. Even her eyes 
smiled. Agent Smiley that was Scully?s secret pet name for her 
back then, and as she recalled that pleasant memory she felt a 
small smile creeping up the corners of her mouth. She, however, 
quickly scolded herself for indulging in this meaningless fantasy. 
Monica was taken and quite happy. The last thing she needed was 
for Scully to show up pledge her undying love for her as if she 
were nothing more than a lovesick teenager. No it was better this 
way, at least she could have Monica if it were only in her dreams-
literally. Scully reminded herself that even if she stood a chance 
with Agent Smiley, she had never been in a relationship with a 
woman before and wasn?t quite sure she knew what to expect or 
what would be expected of her. Sure she had been attracted to 
women all along, but she never acted upon it. She maintained 
denial, and continued to seek relationships with men then ended in 
public disaster. There was Dr. Daniel Waterston, an affair with her 
professor that she was none too proud of and although she loved 
him, it wasn?t that love that shook her to her core; it could never 
truly satisfy her. Then there was Agent Mulder. Everyone 
including herself knew that wouldn?t last. Yet she found herself 
believing she could make it work. She admired him, relied on him 
and even respected him. She had tried to convince herself that even 
though he was self absorbed, that they had enough in common to 
build a meaningful relationship. After all outside of her family 
there was no one she could trust. Who else was left for her to 
spend the rest of her life with? It would have to be Mulder. She 
soon found out that being self absorbed has a way of spilling into 
every aspect of a relationship. She also was very aware that no 
man had ever made her loose her breath right in her solar plexus 
the way the very thought of Monica did. Monica, we?re back on 
that train again she thought. Well at least there was some benefit to 
not working on a case with her. How could she work so closely 
with her, looking into those beautiful smiling chocolate eyes, 
admiring that stunning body, inhaling her scent that seemed to fill 
every room Monica walked into, and not being able to touch her? 
She would have to bottle up and hide her feelings on a daily bases. 
She would be subject to hearing about how happy her life is with 
her girlfriend and all the little stories about their lives together. She 
would be expected to be supportive and excited and more than 
willing to share in Monica?s happiness. This was something even 
Scully?s heart may not be able to withstand. No it was safer this 
way, better for everyone, maintain distance, and keep her walls up.
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Monica smiled as she awoke in her lover?s bed. She hadn?t yet 
moved in, although she was beginning to feel pressure to. 
Something was holding Monica back, but what was it? She was 
happy after all. Happier than she had been in quite a long time, 
happier than when she was with, what was that big mistake?s 
name? Brad Follmer. It was hard for her to believe that six months 
had gone by since the last time she worked with Agent Scully. It 
wasn?t that she was avoiding Agent Scully. The X files weren?t 
turning up dead bodies at the rate they had in the past. She and 
John Doggett have been investigating the unexplainable, but these 
unexplained mysteries just so happened to involve the living, and 
honestly nothing that really captured her interest. She wanted to 
call Dana, or stop by but she didn?t know what to say and so much 
time had passed that now it would be beyond awkward. Monica 
didn?t realize how easy it was to use the X files as a buffer to talk 
to Dana. She wondered at first if Dana would call her, but after the 
first two weeks had passed she realized she wouldn?t. She 
admitted to herself that she was disappointed; she thought that after 
all they had been through together that Dana would make an effort 
to maintain their friendship. Why wouldn?t Dana call? Did she 
really possess the ability to turn her emotions on and off? Sure, 
Monica had witnessed her do this on several occasions at work, but 
could she really do this with people close to her? Then again 
Monica was never sure if Dana thought they were as close as she 
did. Why couldn?t she get her extrasensory gifts to work when it 
came to Dana? Monica reached for her cigarettes on the 
headboard. She lit one and pulled slowly, exhaled even slower. 
Why was she lying beside her lover who was sleeping curled up 
next to her, frenzied with thoughts of Dana? Dana Scully, there 
was a time when Monica actually thought something beautiful 
might happen between them. There were times that she gazed in 
Dana?s eyes and swore she caught a fleeting glimpse of attraction 
for her. There were brief touches, nothing inappropriate, but 
electric none the less. Was Monica just seeing and feeling what she 
wanted? Oh those red lips that pouted ever so seductively, those 
intense blue eyes that burned through Monica, those lean strong 
arms, legs, and ever so skilled hands from all of those years of 
performing autopsies. That pale, porcelain skin that appeared to be 
as soft as angel wings. Monica opened her eyes to put out her 
cigarette to see Jenn?s eyes looking at her. ?Baby, what are you 
thinking about?? Jenn asked. ?You? Monica lied. She knew she 
shouldn?t lie, but she really didn?t want to admit even to herself 
that after all this time, Dana still held her captive. Monica slid 
closer to Jenn, her hands in Jenn?s hair, kissing her deeply, 
roughly, struggling to believe for a brief minute that she didn?t 
need Dana, that she had everything she needed right here beside 
her. Jenn never hid how she felt about Monica; she loved her, 
needed her, and wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. For 
Monica it should have been enough but it wasn?t and the reality of 
that made her want to cry.
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?So ya make that move yet?? John asked innocently at the office.

?No not yet.? Monica answered flatly not desiring to enter into this 
conversation, especially since she was only on her first cup of 
coffee. Breakfast was out of the question since her stomach was 
still queasy from lying to Jenn this morning. Monica prided herself 
on being open and honest; she tried unsuccessfully to convince 
herself that she was backed into a corner and that she lied to 
protect Jenn?s feeling. She knew better and she realized that it was 
only a matter of time before she was going to have to have that talk 
with her that she had been avoiding.

?Well why not? Gosh Mon, she is beautiful, and she loves you, 
whatcha waitin for??

?Hell to freeze over, I guess.? Monica sighed. ?John, I? am ? not 
really up for this...

At that moment the door to the office opened with a very familiar 
voice greeting them.

?Agent Doggett, Agent Reyes?

?Agent Scully, what brings ya by?? John excitedly asked.

Monica?s knees were instantly weak; she involuntarily doubled 
over the desk. Her palms started to sweat, her heart was racing, and 
she couldn?t catch her breath. The little bit of coffee that was in 
her stomach was threatening to come back up. 

?Agent Reyes, are you all right?? Dana asked with great concern

?Yes, I have just been battling a stomach virus?. But I am ok.? 
Monica managed to reply. Twice now in one morning she had lied, 
and both times involved Dana. 

?Monica, you don?t look so good.? John stated.

Scully quickly exited, and entered again with a small cup of water. 
She walked over to Reyes and extended her hand holding the cup.

?Here Monica, try to drink this? Dana spoke with reassurance.

Monica, she called me Monica, oh, her voice is filled with 
concern?. remember Monica, she is a doctor and that is how 
doctors are, she would be treating John the same way if he was the 
one bent over the desk, trying not to vomit like a complete idiot. 
She is so beautiful; I cannot look into those big blue eyes that are 
staring so intently on me right now. I need to run out of the 
building and get some air? Yeah right Monica how graceful would 
that look, and besides you know she would just follow you out, 
then what? 

Monica reached out to take the cup with her hand shaking and a 
voice that betrayed her as she spoke. ?Thank?you?..Dana? Monica 
managed to reply trembling. 

Dana quickly pulled out the desk chair and wheeled it around to 
Monica. She reached around Monica?s waist and eased her into the 
chair. Monica felt her insides melt at the touch of Dana?s hands the 
feel of her body against hers. My gosh if this woman had this 
effect on her in a very natural setting what would she reduce 
Monica down to in bed? Monica desperately needed to gain some 
control over her body, she was loosing it quickly and it was 
because of all mornings to show up, Dana picked this one. 

?Thank you? Monica stated as she began to gain some control over 
herself. She kept her eyes glued to the floor. 

Dana studied her for a moment. She had a perfectly good excuse, 
she was after all a medical doctor trained to examine people. She 
noticed that Monica didn?t seem to be exhibiting any signs of 
danger or even moderate sickness, this actually intrigued Dana all 
the more. What was actually causing Monica?s strong reaction? It 
seemed to happen just as she was walking into the office. This 
thought caused heat to rise in Dana?s centre. Hmm, could she have 
such an extreme effect on her? She looked into Monica?s eyes 
even though for some reason Monica was starring at the floor, they 
were so beautiful, her hair smelled of white tea and ginger and her 
breasts were so full, so inviting, her lips appeared to be silky 
smooth. Oh, how Dana wanted to reach out and touch her, really 
touch her, feel her lips pressed against hers. Her hands had felt so 
good around Monica?s waist even if briefly, it was enough to cause 
Dana to become wet. Yeah right, why would it have anything to do 
with me? Dana chided herself, snap out of it, and pull yourself 
together you have a job to do, even if she would look really good 
with leather around her wrist. 

?Monica, you need to go?? John asked

?No I am starting to feel better, thanks for offering though? 
Monica replied.

Monica continued to sip her water as Dana began to speak.

?I found this when I walked into my office this morning, and in 
typical X files fashion it had been slid under my door. 

?Well, what is it, Agent Scully?? John asked

?It appears to be an X file, but I am uncertain as to why it was slid 
under my door and not yours.? Dana answered. 

?I spoke to Skinner this morning and he requested that I personally 
bring it to you, and brief you myself.? Dana stated.

?Why would he ask you to when he could just as easily do that 
himself, without requiring you to cancel your classes and drive for 
an hour to meet with us?? Monica asked.

?The sensitive nature of this case and who this case involves for 
starters.? Dana answered.
?This case involves A.D. Skinner?s nephew. He was found dead in 
a small town in North Carolina .? She was using her best Agent 
Scully voice maintaining all her professional demeanor on the 
outside, on the inside she was struggling to be in the same room 
with Monica. 

?His brain was removed post mortem; Skinner has already made 
all the traveling arrangements he wants this closed as quickly as 
possible, and obviously will not trust anyone else with this case, 
we will need to leave for the airport in one hour.? She realized as 
she spoke that now she would be stuck in the same small room 
with Monica for another hour. How in the world is she going to do 
that? She could think of things to do to Monica that would pass the 
time if John would disappear, but then again why continue to 
fantasize about a woman who was unavailable and uninterested in 
her. Love must change a person, she hardly even made eye contact 
with her, gone was the attention that Dana was used to receiving 
from her. It was as if it didn?t matter that they haven?t seen each 
other in six months, Monica wasn?t interested in playing catch up. 
She hardly acknowledged Dana?s presence. Dana?s heart was 
slowly beginning to shatter; the drive there had been torturous 
enough. Her anxiety was getting the best of her, she was excited 
and scared half to death to look in Monica?s eyes after all this 
time, and now she was wishing she could just walk out the door 
and never come back. Dana was startled out of her thoughts when 
the phone rang.

?Monica Reyes? Monica spoke as she answered the phone.

?What? Who?um?ok?I?ll be right down? Monica hung up the 
phone. She looked as if she had seen a ghost.

Agent Doggett and Agent Scully looked on with anticipation. 
Monica walked to the door as she mumbled. ?I?ll be right back.?

Monica thought to herself, just when it looked as if her day 
couldn?t get any worse, Jenn shows up at downstairs with 
breakfast for her. This of course only added to the guilt she was 
already feeling, lying to Jenn this morning, making love to her 
while imagining she was Dana. Things Monica would never 
believe herself capable of and yet she found herself doing. How 
could she face Jenn, she was hardly able to face Dana. My my how 
good she looked, those piercing blue eyes, that soft touch when she 
eased Monica into the chair. It was still electric. She hated for 
Dana to see her so weak. She wanted her to see her strong, she 
always sought after her approval. Now she comes walking back 
into her life and it?s all she can do not to fall apart. The elevator 
opens and she sees Jenn talking and laughing with the security 
guard holding a paper bag and a tall cup of expensive coffee. Jenn 
was so thoughtful, and in love with Monica, anyone could see it a 
mile a way. A big warm smile spread across Jenn?s face as she 
walked up to her. 

?I thought you might be hungry? Jenn spoke softly.

?Thank you, you didn?t have to you know? Monica offered.

?Are you ok, you don?t look so good?? Jenn asked.

?Yes I have just been assigned difficult case and will be leaving in 
one hour? Monica?s eyes hit the floor again. 

?Oh, call me as soon as you get a chance then? Jenn tried to study 
her lover?s face but her hair was hanging down like a covering as 
she seemed to be fixated on the floor.

?I will, thanks again for being so thoughtful? Having said that 
Monica turned to walk back to the office. This day was going to 
hell in a matter of moments. She wanted to go home crawl under 
her bed and forget today ever happened. Now she had to go back to 
the office where Dana was waiting, and then work a case with her, 
a case that involved the death of AD Skinner?s nephew no less. 
She could hear Dana and John laughing as she approached the 
door. 

?Rocky Bronzino didn?t stand a chance? Dana?s face was full of 
laughter as she looked up to see Monica returning. John?s face was 
blood red and his laugh was hearty. ?Agent Dana Bronzino? he 
teased. Dana?s eyes watered as she laughed, she had missed John 
also, and it felt good to laugh again. 

?Agent John Bronzino was more likely? Scully teased back, this 
even made Monica giggle. She had forgotten how alluring Dana 
was when she actually laughed. Most people never had the 
opportunity to see her humor, but she had on rare occasions, it was 
one of the many qualities that Monica was drawn to. 

?Whatcha got in the bag?? John asked, as soon as he caught his 
breath.

Monica reached in and pulled out a bowl of fresh exotic fruit. It 
was a par for course that she would be void of an appetite. She 
placed it down on the desk. 

?Expensive coffee and fresh exotic fruit must be nice? Scully said 
before she could stop herself. 

?Yeah Monica nabbed herself a real catch there Agent Scully? 
John spoke innocently, but he might as well have ripped Dana?s 
heart out. Monica eyes darted out at John. 

?I am happy for you Agent Reyes? Dana?s voice didn?t sound 
happy at all. In fact if Monica didn?t know better she seemed sad. 
Why on earth would Dana be sad? 

?Well, we are taking it slow, seeing where it is going? Monica 
wasn?t sure why she said this at all, except that she couldn?t bear 
the sound in Dana?s voice. Even if she wasn?t sure what that 
sadness meant. 

?Oh yeah right Monica, you're moving in , if dat were me, moving 
in with someone like dat, heck, I?d be screaming it from the 
rooftops? John laughed.

Dana felt faint, I have lost her, any chance that I might have had, 
I?ve lost. She felt a lump rise to her throat, and she choked back 
any tears that would threaten to make themselves known.

?I haven?t made any plans to move anywhere? Monica snapped.

She did not like the direction of this conversation, and yet she was 
still puzzled by Dana?s non verbal response, something was 
definitely askew. Now her extrasensory gift was picking up 
something, something deep and sorrowful. It was radiating off 
Dana almost like an impenetrable haze. Almost as soon as she 
recognized it, it lifted with that last statement Monica made. Could 
it be that Dana Scully was happy to hear she wasn?t planning on 
moving in with her girlfriend? Why would that make her happy? 

?Agents, I will personally be driving you to the airport? AD 
Skinner announced. ?You have less than 48 hours to turn this case 
around before it leaks out. I appreciate your help concerning this 
matter.? Skinner spoke as he stood in the doorway.

Each of them retrieved their overnight bags and met Skinner by his 
vehicle. John opened the front door leaving Dana and Monica to sit 
in the back together. There was enough space behind them to park 
a tractor trailer, or so it seemed. The ride to the airport was a silent 
one, as was the flight down. 

They checked into the Davey Crockett Motor Court, only to find 
that Skinner had booked adjoining rooms for Agent Scully and 
Agent Reyes. He was most likely remembering how Agent Scully 
was prone to nightmares especially when working a difficult case. 
He probably remembered how she suffered from them the night 
leading up to finding Agent Mulder?s dead body. He was sensitive 
and protective when it came to Agent Scully. She was after all one 
of his favorite agents. They had been through a great deal together. 


Monica let the hot water wash over her, as she tried to imagine 
what the next two days would hold for her. She yearned to focus 
on the case, however, Dana flooded her thoughts, her desires, and 
it was overwhelming. The heat from the shower was loosening her 
stiff muscles. She did not hear Dana when she called out to her as 
she entered her room. 

Dana was uncomfortable entering Monica?s room, visions from 
her re-occurring dream crept to the surface. She knew, as she had 
almost from the beginning, that she was in love with Monica. It 
was more than sex, she wanted more than a fling, and she wanted 
love, Monica?s love. It grieved her to think of Monica with 
someone else, but what did she expect? She never made her 
feelings known. Someone as breathtaking as Monica wouldn?t stay 
single. No, women like Monica practically tripped over women 
and men just dying to scoop her up. Why would she wait for Dana 
to finally be able to admit to herself that she loved Monica? 

Monica had finished showering and dried off. She was unaware 
that Dana was sitting at the table in her room waiting for her to 
come out. Monica opened the bathroom door completely naked 
and was in the process of walking to her clothes when she froze. 

Dana was shocked to look and see Monica completely naked, and 
yet she could not look away. Dana?s lip lowered in reaction to 
what she was seeing. Her eyes traveled over Monica?s beautiful 
body, and she realized that Monica?s body was even more 
stunning than what her mind had imagined in her re-occurring 
dream. 

?I?um...didn?t ?.?

?I...said?um?when...I...uh?.?

Monica then made a quick dash to get her clothes and get dressed. 
Her heart was pounding and her mind racing. She was sure there 
was a visible flush spreading through her body. Dana, Dana, her 
eyes were aroused as she looked my body over, how could this be? 
Surely being a doctor she has seen hundreds of women naked 
before. No there was no mistaking the fact that Dana was 
pleasantly aroused at the sight of my naked body. Monica fought 
off the big goofy grin that wished to present itself.

Dana knew she had openly admired Monica?s body. She did it 
before she could stop herself. She after all had not planned on 
Monica walking out of the bathroom naked. There was nothing she 
could do or say about it now. 

Monica made her way back to the table, trying to be as 
professional as she could be. 

?So you needed to see me?? 

?Yes, I wanted to leave the file with you, I am heading over to do 
the autopsy.? Monica was still sexy dressed in black jeans and a 
simple t shirt, barefoot with damp hair.

Monica began looking over the pictures of the body.

?Do you know how the brain was removed??

?I won?t know for sure until I begin the autopsy? Dana moved 
over to Monica?s side and began to trace the picture with a small 
manicured finger nail ?If you look closely, the surrounding area 
where these cuts are, definitely suggests that they were hacked out, 
in a frenzied way. 

Dana fought the urge to touch her, to lean up and kiss her. 

?Agent Scully, are you familiar with the cult killings in the 20s, 
where they removed the weaker cult members brains, and fed on 
them??

?Yes, it was a very high profiled case for the time; they ate the 
brains of the weaker members to become more spiritual.?

?They believed that the sacrifice of the body and the ingestion of 
the brain brought them to a higher spiritual realm. That they could 
transcend time and space.? 

?Are you suggesting that we have a copycat on our hands, Agent 
Reyes??

?Or maybe that someone has succeeded and is moving through 
time, finishing what they started?

?You believe that Skinner?s nephew was involved in a brain eating 
cult??

?Well I am not exactly sure how Skinner?s nephew is involved.?

Dana watched Monica, she had learned over time not to quickly 
dismiss her far out assumptions. She had proven her theories on 
several occasions. It was Monica?s belief in numerology that led 
them to catch a killer in a garage with a checker playing stranger. 
Monica?s gift played a significant part in the case involving Josef 
Kolbold. They may not have caught him, since he seemed to be 
five steps ahead of them at all times, however, there were certain 
things about that case that stood out in Dana?s mind. The voices 
that were unexplainable, Monica?s admission of it being the first 
time she had ever sensed the presence of evil. Monica was an 
expert in ritualistic crimes, and would openly declare that the 
government had never been able to find evidence to support the 
idea of a true satanic crime. She may not believe her theory, but 
that doesn?t mean she would completely close herself down to any 
possibility. 

?I am heading out to perform the autopsy.?

A knock on the door interrupted. Monica answered the door to find 
John standing there. 

?I am going to the crime scene, ya guys coming??

?Agent Scully is leaving to do the autopsy, but sure John I will go 
with you, let me grab my jacket.? 

?Be careful Scully whispered to Monica in passing as she exited 
the room.?

What was that about? Monica wondered. It wasn?t as if she hadn?t 
been to thousands of different crime scenes. She had investigated 
cases that were extremely dangerous, and now Dana cautions her, 
even though she is merely going to look over the crime scene. It 
was as if she was beginning to see a different Dana, one that she 
liked but was at a loss to understand. She couldn?t deny that it was 
beginning to have a pleasant effect on her. Her body was warm and 
tingly at the thought.

They pulled up to the cabin where AD Skinners nephew was 
murdered, made all the small talk with the police force. The PD 
was surprisingly cooperative and filled them in with the specifics. 
They made their way into the cabin, and although the local 
enforcements had already combed through the place Agents 
Doggett and Reyes wanted to be certain that nothing was 
overlooked. This was the Assistant Director?s nephew and all 
though at times it would appear blurry as to which side AD 
Skinner was actually on, they still considered him an ally. He had 
proven himself; even if they still had questions to why he would at 
times withhold information. They had come to the conclusion on 
several different cases, that this was his misguided way of 
protecting them. It was Agent Scully who had helped them to 
understand this about the Assistant Director. They would take 
every precaution taking their time, going over every inch of the 
scene.

Monica had strolled out back to get a look at the surrounding area. 
She was alone and preferred it that way. It helped her to focus her 
gift, to get a feel of what was going on around her, and what had 
taken place. She was taken aback with an intense sense of 
immediate danger. She turned only to be struck in the face with a 
blunt object. John found her outside unconscious. She came to in 
the emergency room with both John and Dana standing at her side, 
both sets of eyes filled with concern. 

?How ya feeling kiddo? John asked.

Memories of the incident began swirling inside of Monica?s mind.

?I am fine? Monica had an aversion to hospitals and wanted 
desperately to jump up and leave.

?What the hell happened out there?? John needed to know; no one 
saw or heard anything.

Dana?s eyes penetrated her, full of concern and question, but there 
was something else showing up in them, something deeper. 

Monica explained how when she turned around she was struck by 
something, someone was standing there. It was as if he appeared 
out of nowhere.

?And disappeared into nowhere? Dana replied softly. 

?John Doggett? Agent Doggett spoke into his cell phone as he 
quickly made his way out to the hallway.

Dana moved closer to Monica to get a better look at her injury. Her 
touch was soft as she inspected the wound; her lips were close to 
Monica?s lips. ?You should heal up nicely; no significant damage 
has been done.? Dana whispered. 

Monica?s eyes closed as Dana?s warm breath brushed her lips. 
Monica became damp at the thought of what Dana was really 
trying to tell her. She knew she had just been taken by surprise, 
and that her injury was nothing for her to be concerned about. Yet, 
here she was leaning in for what in any other circumstance would 
be kiss. Monica was frightened at the thought. She had loved Dana 
from a far for so long, she basically given up hope that anything 
would ever happen between them. 

?You really gave us a scare there for a moment? Dana breathed 
still so close to Monica?s lips, looking up at Monica. 

Monica glanced down at Dana?s beautiful blue eyes looking into 
hers. She wished she possessed the will to slightly turn her head 
allowing her lips to brush Dana?s

?That was Skinner I brought him up to date on the investigation? 
Agent Doggett returned to the room. He noticed how close Agent 
Scully was to Agent Reyes, and for a split second wondered what 
he had walked back into. Then he logically deducted that she was 
only examining Agent Reyes.

Dana quickly returned to a standing position, moving back away 
from Monica?s bed.

?She will heal, with no permanent damage.? Scully stated flatly. 

Damn it John, your timing couldn?t be worse Monica thought. 

?Agent Scully, did you find anything in the autopsy?? Monica 
asked

Agent Scully, I like when she calls me Dana.

?The area surrounding where the brain was removed indicates that 
it was done in a panic, almost a feverish rush.? I checked into your 
theory Agent Reyes, and the removal of the brain was in fact 
executed in the exact same manner, with what appears to be the 
exact same weapon as the cult killing in the 1920s.? 

?What cult killings?? Agent Doggett did not like what he was 
hearing. As much as he admired both agents, he hated it when they 
tried to tie in aliens, UFOs, witches, poltergeist, vampires, and any 
other so called phenomenon. 

?In the 20s there was a very high profile case involving a cult 
leader named Richard Lucas. Typical to cult leaders he was 
charismatic, an apocalyptic visionary, intoxicated with lust, and 
power both physical and sexual to control his followers. He 
believed that by eating the brains of the weak members, after he 
had used them to the point where controlling them no longer held 
his interest, would give him the power to transcend time and 
space.? 

?Oh no, you two aint gonna make this into an X file, it isn?t even 
close, you trying to tell me that the Assistant Director of the FBI?s 
nephew was in a cult? Is that what you?re saying here?? ?You 
believe this Agent Scully?? John?s voice was becoming elevated. 
He respected them, he just hated all this hocus pocus crap. Heck, 
he could even believe that it was a cult killing on the wrong guy, 
but not that someone had the ability to transcend time and space, 
that it was one of the same people from a cult in that dated back to 
the 1920s.


?Agent Doggett, I may not be naturally inclined to agree with 
Agent Reyes, however, there is hard forensic evidence that 
supports her theory. How else do you explain someone?s brain 
being removed in the exact same manner, with the exact the same 
weapon??

Monica?s heart fluttered as she felt a flush rising in her chest. She 
was delighted to see Dana agreeing with her theory. She knew 
Dana was still somewhat skeptical, even though she was more 
open to extreme possibilities.

?I don?t know yet, but I will? Agent Doggett declared as he left the 
hospital. 

?Monica, are you ready to leave?? Dana asked with a full grin 
spread a crossed her face.

Monica mirrored Dana?s wide grin with her own.

?I thought you?d never ask? Monica said as she lifted off the bed, 
took her clothes and headed toward the bathroom to change.

Dana?s mind immediately went back to seeing Monica?s naked 
body earlier today. How beautifully stunning she is. Her slender 
well toned athletic body complete with full breasts. Her nicely 
trimmed dark brown curls that gave the impression that they were 
soft beyond words. Dana?s face was beyond warm, it was hot. She 
had to pull herself together. Monica would be back out in a second, 
and then she would have to ride in the same car with her back to 
the motel. She needed to get herself together, and then her heart 
sank, as she remembered Monica was taken. What was it Monica 
said earlier, she was taking it slow, seeing where it goes, hmm that 
didn?t seem to imply taken. Involved yes, but not committed. 
There is hope after all Dana thought.

Monica returned looking as sexy as ever. Dana licked her lips 
involuntarily at the sight. This action did not go unnoticed by 
Monica. 

?Ready?? Monica grinned almost wickedly.

?That I am? Dana returned a wicked grin of her own as they 
walked out of the room. 

?Monica Reyes,? Monica spoke into her cell on the drive back.

Monica?s playful expression drained from her face. Dana sensing 
it glanced quickly at Monica to see if she was ok. 

?I am sorry I didn?t have a chance to call you yet. I am fine. I have 
just been busy.?

Dana realized it was Monica?s lover, she forgot what her name 
was, which was somewhat understandable because she did not 
particularly care to remember. 

?Yes, thanks again for the breakfast, it was very thoughtful.? She 
didn?t have the heart to tell her that she was unable to eat it. That 
Dana and John practically fought over it. 

Monica really did not want to be having this conversation right 
now, things were seeming to progress nicely between her and Dana 
and as guilty as she felt, she knew she could never love anyone the 
way she loved Dana. She glanced at Dana noticing that she seemed 
to be attempting to hold back the fact that she was unhappy about 
the call as well. 

?We are heading back to the motel now, it is late and there really 
isn?t anything we can do until morning.? Monica hoped that this 
would end the call but she would not be so lucky. 

?Um?no?I ...don?t think I will be able to...uh?do ?that?? Monica 
stammered

Oh good Lord, do what? Dana thought to her self at the implication 
of what Monica?s lover was asking.

?The walls are paper thin? Monica whispered.

I do not want to be hearing this Dana thought to herself. 

?Yes I will call you in the morning?me too? Monica hung up the 
phone. 

Me too, that was they way people said I love you too, when they 
don?t want anyone to hear them.
Is Monica in love? Well, why wouldn?t she be? Why would she 
care if I heard her? She would have to know, I would know what 
she is saying even without her saying it. Yet she still didn?t say it. 
That must mean something. Dana analyzed.

?I am sure I could find something to plug my ears with if you 
wanted to indulge your girlfriend, Monica? Dana said with the 
most sexual undertone that Monica has ever heard in her voice. It 
was accompanied by a devilish grin.

Dana had decided that she was going to see if there was any 
chance that something could happen between her and Monica. 
What did she stand to loose? She had already potentially lost 
Monica because of her refusal to admit how she felt about her. 
How alive she made her feel. It was as if she had awakened 
something that had been buried for so long, Dana forgot it even 
existed. She understood the risk of not having her affection 
returned; she was a beautiful woman who was apparently in love. 
It would have an effect on their working relationship that is if they 
ever had a working relationship again. This was one of the fears 
that held her back all this time. Now, it was a risk she was willing 
to take, that she needed to take.

?Ugh Dana? Monica snorted and then began to giggle.

?Just trying to be helpful? Dana laughed.

?I am sure I can come up with other ways for you to be helpful? 
Monica teasingly said before she could stop herself.

?And what might those ways be?? Dana asked as she had to admit 
she was surprise by Monica?s revelation.

?Guess you?ll have to wait and see? 

?Guess so?

They pulled up to the motel room, and exited the vehicle. John 
walked out of his room toward them.

Damn it John your timing is going to be the death of me, Monica 
thought. 

?I was making some calls, checking out your theory Agent Reyes 
when I found out something interesting.? Agent Doggett stated.

They all entered into Monica?s room.

?It seems Eric was involved with a girl who has been tied to a cult 
named The Lucas Revolution. 

?The Lucas Revolution?? Agent Scully questioned

?It is a new branch of the Revolution which Richard Lucas 
founded in the 1920s. There is a connection Agent Reyes but just 
not the connection that you were hoping for. 

?Ok, but that still does not explain how they happen to be in 
possession of the same weapon and could execute the killing with 
the same precision as the 1920 killings.? Agent Scully stated.

?Or, how I could be struck by someone who appeared out of 
nowhere only to disappear without a trace.? Agent Reyes added.

?It is a start? Agent Doggett stated. He was hoping that they would 
be more accepting of his findings and leave all that other stuff 
behind. It was only meat and potatoes work that was going to solve 
the case, not chasing the invisible man. 

?Well it is late agents I am gonna turn in.? John said as he got up 
from the table and headed for the door. 

?Good night John? they said in unison.

?I guess I should get going and let you get some rest.? Dana 
offered, secretly wishing Monica would stop her.

?Don?t be ridiculous, I am fine besides I could use some company? 

Dana smiled and sat back down.

At that moment Monica?s cell phone rang ?what in the 
hell?Monica Reyes? she answered.

?I already told you, I am not going to do that Jenn?

Jenn that?s her name, hmm she seemed to need Monica. Dana?s 
eyes went straight to the floor. She inhaled deeply and mouthed 
good night to Monica and went through the adjoining door.

Maybe it just isn?t meant to be Dana began to question as she shed 
her clothes opting for her comfy pajamas. She curled up in her bed 
wondering what Monica and Jenn were doing right now. It hurt too 
much to think about Monica on the bed, pleasing herself and 
bringing Jenn with her. She would much rather concentrate on 
Monica alone pleasing herself anyone being on the phone. Dana 
was exhausted she was fading quickly.

Monica had ended her conversation with Jenn in an argument. She 
hated arguing, and especially over the phone. Why couldn?t Jenn 
just leave it alone? Why couldn?t she understand that she was on a 
case, a very difficult case and just wasn?t up to it. Well that wasn?t 
necessarily true, she was up to it, but not with Jenn. Why did Jenn 
have to call and interrupt her time with Dana. That is what really 
irritated Monica and she knew she wasn?t being fair to Jenn. She 
decided to have that heart to heart with her when she returned. She 
had known for quite sometime that all though she loved Jenn, she 
could never love her the way she deserved to be loved. She would 
have to let her go, even if nothing happened between her and Dana. 
She still needed to do what was right with Jenn, and that meant 
letting her go. Monica closed her eyes tightly and exhaled, shifting 
to get comfortable when all of a sudden she heard Dana scream. 
She bolted up out of bed and quickly raced to find the adjoining 
door opened a crack. She ran into Dana?s room to find her sitting 
up straight in the bed.

?Dana, are you ok? What is it, what happened??

Dana jumped at the sound of Monica?s voice turned to her with 
tears streaming down her face. 

?I am sorry, Dana whispered, ?I had a nightmare?

Monica moved to the bed, and sat down beside her and wrapped 
her arm around Dana. 

?It?s ok, your safe now? Dana?s head fell on Monica?s breast as 
she began to sob.

?Oh Gosh, Dana, its ok, your ok.?

Dana slowly lifted her head and looked into those big chocolate 
eyes that were filled with more compassion than seemed to be 
humanly possible.

?It wasn?t me, it was you,? Dana said shakily between sobs.

?Hey?hey?you haven?t lost me, it was just a bad dream.? Monica 
began to stroke Dana?s hair back. 

?I am afraid I have? Dana sighed.

?No, I am here? Monica bent down a placed a small chaste kiss on 
the top of Dana?s head.

?Mmm? Dana let out a slight moan at Monica?s little kiss.

Monica felt her heart swell; she positioned herself so that she could 
wrap her up in her arms. Dana welcomed the embrace. Monica 
continued to lightly stroke her hair bringing her the comfort her 
soul sought after. This was after all one of Monica?s qualities that 
she was drawn to, her ability to love and give of herself so freely. 
Dana was used to hiding her emotions, putting her walls up, 
keeping all of her emotions bottled up, protecting herself at all 
cost. She felt herself drifting off in Monica?s embrace, as much as 
she wished to stay awake she no longer could fight it. Monica felt 
her sleep. At first she just watched as she slept, wondering what 
was actually happening with Dana, why now all of a sudden did 
she seem to be attracted to her, flirting with her? Every time it 
seemed to be going in the right direction something interrupted 
them, between John and Jenn, Monica wondered if they were ever 
going to have the chance to see where all of this was going. She 
realized that Dana would wake up stiff if she continued to sleep in 
her arms. As much as she wanted to bask in the warmth of her, she 
also wanted her to get a good night?s rest. She slowly shifted 
easing her down to the bed. She covered her up and was turning to 
walk away when Dana grabbed her wrist. ?Stay with me? she 
pleaded still half asleep. She rolled back giving Monica the 
invitation to lie down beside her. Monica hesitantly took the 
invitation and lay down next to her. Dana sleepily scooted close to 
her, wrapping her arm around her torso and falling back to sleep. A 
part of Monica wanted her to wake up, to resolve this, and a part of 
her was exhausted herself. Despite her best effort Monica felt sleep 
overtaking her. 

Monica was the first to awake, with Dana?s head on her breast, her 
arm over her waist and her leg over Monica?s leg. Monica decided 
to try and remain absolutely still. The feeling of Dana Scully 
spread over her so intimately was enough to take her breath away. 
Her body was reacting to the situation she found herself in. She 
was warm and her centre was sizzling. My, she hoped she would 
not awake embarrassed to the way she was sleeping. Monica 
closed her eyes taken in every precious second this morning held 
for her. Dana?s eyes opened ?Oh my gosh? she let out as she rolled 
off of Monica. ?I am sorry Monica ?she stammered.

?You have nothing to apologize for Dana? Monica said sheepishly.

?I am sorry that you ended up here instead of sleeping comfortably 
in your own bed.? Dana stated shyly. 

?Dana I am here because I want to be here. You don?t need to 
apologize? Monica breathed.

Dana raised an eyebrow lifting her head to gaze into Monica?s 
deep chocolate eyes that were filled with love and desire. Monica 
returned the gaze, looking deep into her beautiful eyes, searching 
for some sign to stop but she found none. She leaned in slowly, 
cupping her face with her hands. Her lips brushed against Dana?s, 
her tongue gradually traced her tender lower lip, causing her lips to 
part. This allowed Monica?s tongue the entrance she sought. They 
began exploring each other?s mouths, circling, probing, and their 
tongues tangled. Dana deepened the kiss as Monica moaned into 
her mouth it was electric and her mouth began trailing all along 
Monica?s neck kissing, licking, and sucking its way down. 

Suddenly there is a knock at the door, they jump apart. Dana tried 
to collect herself and grab her robe. ?Agent Scully, it?s Agent 
Doggett? Monica quietly snuck back to her room closing the 
adjoining door, once again cursing John?s timing under her breath. 
Dana opened the door allowing John in.

?What is it Agent Doggett?? 

?I was thinking we could go and question Diana Kensington, 
Eric?s girlfriend?

?Give me a few to shower and we can go, have you spoken to 
Agent Reyes?? She already knew he hadn?t, but she was playing it 
off. She did however need a shower; she was soaked after that little 
session and lying on top of Monica. She wondered if Monica was 
already in the shower. Hmm she would like to be in the shower 
with her, and that beautiful body of hers, all lathered up and sexy 
soft to the touch. 

?Agent Scully are you all right??

?Um yeah, just waking up?

?Your face is red and you went somewhere on me just now?

Oh gosh, was it that obvious? ?No, I am fine, just tired, thank you 
for the concern though?

?If ya say so, I?m going to get Monica and we?ll meet you out 
front in 15?

?All right? she said as she turned and closed the door. She would 
like to have 30 minutes to let the warm water wash over her, and 
help her gather her thoughts together. She was going to have to put 
those professional walls up and hoped Monica would understand. 
She didn?t want to appear as though last night and this morning 
had meant nothing, but at the same time she couldn?t risk putting 
Monica in any danger either. She needed to maintain a professional 
outlook, an objective eye, and a rational brain. If she failed to do 
this she could very well cause Monica to be in harm?s way. 
Monica was an extremely bright woman and a damn good agent 
but sometimes she could unknowingly walk into trouble. Mulder 
was the same way. She wondered if it came with the completely 
open mind territory. 

She finished showering and quickly got dressed. Her hair was still 
damp on the ends when Agent Reyes tapped the adjoining door, 
before walking through.
Monica walked up behind Dana and slid her arms around her 
waist. She softly kissed the base of her neck. 

Mmmm Dana moaned. ?Monica, please?

?I know I just wanted to sneak back in before we have to go back 
out there with John. I am sorry I just couldn?t resist.?

?No, it?s not that? Dana turned, reaching down and interlocking 
fingers with Monica staring intently into her eyes. ?I need you to 
understand that when we do go back out there that I will need to 
somewhat distance myself from you.?

?Well of course I wouldn?t expect you to hold my hand in front of 
John?

?It will be more than that, but not because what happened didn?t 
mean anything to me, it?s just that I will need to remain focused.?

?You mean you feel as though you have to protect me?

?Well, yes?

Monica released her hand from Dana?s. She rested her palms on 
Dana?s hips. She stared deep inside of her beautiful blue eyes.

?Dana, I am touched deeply that you would want to protect me, 
however, I am capable of protecting myself.?

?I know that, I just wouldn?t want anything to cloud your instincts, 
to distract you from making the right decisions?

Knock knock, Scully opened the door to Agent Doggett who 
carried coffee in his hands.

?Agent Doggett, I think you read my mind? Agent Scully smiled as 
she took a cup of coffee. 

?And one for you Agent Reyes? Doggett Handing the other cup to 
Reyes and they left the room.

They had been driving for quite a long time when they finally 
reached the home of Diana Kensington. 

Agent Doggett found out that she was an administrative assistant in 
a successful investment banking firm. She lived in a nice quiet part 
of town, with a black 2007 Lexus SUV parked in the driveway. 
She answered the door and they quickly understood what Eric saw 
in her. She was shorter than Scully, long black hair, blue eyes, and 
a voluptuous figure. She was still stunning despite the dark circles 
under her eyes and the red that consumed the whites of her eyes. 
She was visibly upset and shaken. Grieving was the appropriate 
word. They flashed their badges, stated their names, and were 
granted permission to come inside.

The inside of the house was of course nice as well. Agents Scully 
and Reyes sat on the loveseat directly across from the sofa Diana 
was sitting on. Agent Doggett made his way to the chair in the 
corner. 

?We are very sorry for your loss Diana? Agent Reyes voiced

Diana tried to smile, but just nodded. 

?We need to ask you a few questions? Reyes continued

Diana nodded in agreement. ?I already told the police everything?

?We understand, but if you would just answer a few more 
questions, we will be on our way.? 

?If I can? 

?It is our understanding that you and the victim were engaged.? 
Reyes spoke with caution, not wishing to cause the woman to 
become withdrawn. Monica has a way with people; Dana thought 
as she watched how she delicately handled the interrogation. 

?Yes we were, we going to be married in August.?

?I didn?t realize it was that soon? Scully chimed in. 

?We have been engaged for six months, were together a year prior 
to that, so in a sense it wasn?t that soon?

?I see? Scully stated.

?Diana, do you have any idea why Eric would be renting a cabin in 
the mountains?? Reyes gently probed.

?He said he wanted to get away for awhile, things at work were 
bothering him? ?He said he just needed some time to gather his 
thoughts.?

?Is there any reason why he wouldn?t take you with him? Agent 
Doggett asked.

?I don?t understand what you are asking, what are you trying to 
imply? 

?I aint implying nuttin, I just find it odd that your fiance would go 
away for a weekend to relax and not bring you wit him?

?As I said, he wanted to get away; he said he needed some time.? 
Having said that she rose up and walked to the door, signaling that 
it was time for them to go. 

?She is hiding something? Doggett acknowledged as the drove to 
the diner to pick up a quick bite to eat. 

?Yes, but I am uncertain as to what that is? Scully replied.

Monica giggled almost to herself.

?Something funny Agent Reyes?? Dana inquired with a raised 
eyebrow.

?I was just thinking that Diana was actually shorter than you, I 
didn?t think I would ever meet anyone shorter than you? 

?Oh very funny? Dana said flatly

Monica couldn?t resist the urge, ?it was as if you were standing by 
a sign much in the fashion of a carnival ride, stating you must be 
this tall to be investigated by the FBI? Monica teased. John let out 
a hearty chuckle. 

Dana shot Monica that don?t you dare push this, glare.

?Oh come on Agent Scully?..? Monica teased

?Sure. Fine. Whatever.? Scully said dryly.

Monica looked back at Dana flashing her big toothy grin. She 
couldn?t stay mad at Agent Smiley. Dana knew that Monica was 
only playing with her, but why did she have to pick her height of 
all things to tease her about. It was the one thing that Dana hated. 
Being short remained a disadvantage for her in so many areas of 
her life. It was one of the things that kept Dana appearing hostile to 
most people. It seemed if she was pleasant and caring, people 
either tried to take advantage of her, or wouldn?t take her seriously 
because of her height. 

They entered the diner and Dana went straight to the bathroom. 
Monica walked to the table with John explained that she had to pee 
and would be right back. Monica entered the bathroom quickly 
looked around and noticed that Dana was the only one in there and 
locked the door. Dana exited the stall and walked over to the sink, 
washed her hands, Monica walked up behind her wrapping her 
long toned arms around Dana?s waist.

?Mmm? Dana relaxed in Monica?s embrace, then tightened back 
up. ?Monica somebody is going to walk in? 

?No it is ok, I locked the door.? Monica tightened her arms around 
Dana.

?Hmm it seems someone is a little randy this morning? Dana 
teased, she quickly lost her resolve at keeping her professional 
walls up.

Monica smiled and kissed the top of her head. Dana suddenly 
turned and thrust Monica against the wall by the sink. She 
stretched up to reach Monica?s mouth, Monica bent down, and her 
tongue began to quickly invade Monica?s mouth kissing her 
deeply, passionately, and hard. Her hands hungrily wandered all 
over her body, seeking, searching, and needing to possess every 
inch of her. Dana?s hands slid under Monica?s shirt quickly 
finding and cupping her breast. She felt Monica?s harden nipples 
through her bra, this discovery caused her centre to spasm. Dana 
began squeezing and pulling and tugging at Monica?s taut nipples. 
Monica let out a throaty moan ?My Gosh, Dana what are you 
doing?? She didn?t reply, instead she increased the intensity of her 
onslaught. Monica?s mind was swirling, she didn?t intend on a 
quick fuck inside of the bathroom. She just wanted a kiss, some 
intimate affection before going back to the table with John. Dana 
slid her hand down to Monica?s waistline, unbuttoning her slacks. 
Monica reached down and grabbed Dana?s wrist, stopping her.

?Dana, look at me, what are you doing?? 

?Do you want me to stop?? Dana panted

?Well yes and no? Monica said with a heavy breath. 

?Dana, I want to be with you, but I want more than just sex.?

Monica became fearful, she wasn?t sure what Dana wanted, but 
she knew she needed to be honest. She wanted more from her than 
a quickie in the bathroom. She needed more. She was in love with 
her and she knew now was not the time to make those feelings 
known, it would only scare her away. At the same time she was on 
fire, her centre sizzling, and her body had no problem responding 
to the assault on it. Dana looked at Monica quizzically.

?What about Jenn?? Dana asked afraid of the answer that was 
coming.

?Oh? Monica realized that she must have thought a quickie was all 
she was interested in.

?Dana, I had already planned on ending it with her when I return. I 
love her and I will always want what is best for her, but ?..? 
Monica feared revealing too much

Dana was pleasantly surprised at the latest information she was 
receiving. Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes became childlike. 

?I am sorry?I just thought that?..? 

?No it is ok I understand? Monica pulled Dana to her, placing a 
soft kiss on her forehead.

?So we both want the same thing then??.? Dana hesitantly replied, 
not wishing to disclose too much.

?Yes, I believe we do? Monica smiled the warmest smile.

?We really should get back to John though, he is going to think we 
fell in? Monica teased.

Dana let a chuckle, she had to admit, and she loved Monica?s 
sense of humor. 

?Well I was getting ready to send in a search party? John joked as 
they returned to the table. ?What the hell do you women do in 
there anyway??

Dana stifled a giggle at the answer to that question

Good thing the place is practically empty or there might have been 
a line outside the bathroom door, Monica thought to herself as she 
sat down. Dana took the seat next to her. 

?I took the liberty of ordering for all us, since you two took so 
long? ?I ordered a grilled chicken salad with balsamic dressing on 
the side for you, Agent Scully. I ordered the grilled pastrami, with 
corned beef and fries for you Monica, and a reuben for me. How?d 
I do??

?Amazingly well? Dana said. Although lucky for John they were 
in a diner, it didn?t leave a lot of room for error. All and all he did 
a good job. Everyone was pleased with their lunch. 

?I want to go back out to the crime scene? Monica stated between 
bites.

?I don?t think that is a good idea? Dana did not want her going 
back to the place where she?d been attacked. Even if she and John 
were with there, this assailant appeared out of nowhere as Monica 
had so emphatically stated.

Monica turned to face her, she knew Dana was only trying to 
protect her, but she had been in far worse situations. 

?And why not? Monica asked. John spoke before Dana could 
answer. 

?Yeah, I was just going to suggest the same thing, I want to take 
another look around, make sure there wasn?t anything we 
overlooked.? 

Dana nodded in silent agreement; she knew she didn?t have a 
worth while argument. She would just have to do her best to keep 
an eye on Monica.

They finished lunch, paid the bill and headed out to the crime 
scene. They arrived at the cabin when Doggett?s phone rang. ?John 
Doggett? 

Monica and Dana entered the cabin. Dana went downstairs before 
Monica. Something didn?t add up as Monica looked around. She 
was sensing something, she couldn?t quite pinpoint what it was but 
something was definitely off. Monica caught up with Dana down 
stairs. ?There?s another dead body same M.O.? John stated. 
Dana?s heart sank. She knew she would have to go perform the 
autopsy and that would leave Monica out of her protection. ?Agent 
Scully, we?ll drop ya over at the morgue, and we will go to the 
crime scene.? John said. ?OK? was all Dana could manage to say, 
she wasn?t happy about these turn of events. The fact remained 
that there was a murderer on the loose and she would do 
everything in her power to assist in his capture. After all she 
understood that, that was the reason that AD Skinner had assigned 
her to the case in the first place. 

As Dana exited the car to enter the morgue, Monica gave her that 
compassionate, reassuring, don?t worry I will be fine look. Dana 
forced a smile and tried to believe her, as they drove off.

She was still trying to shake off the remnants of her nightmare. She 
had lost Monica and it was as if Dana?s body quickly liquified 
from the inside out, rendering the shell of her body to dust. 
Although she was not one believe that dreams slash nightmares 
were more than composites of memory, ideas, and the 
subconscious. This nightmare was different; it was as if it shook 
her very soul. It was excruciating not seeing Monica for those six 
months, but the thought of never being able to see her again was 
unbearable. She drew her thoughts back to the autopsy she was in 
the middle of. Every detail was the same; there was absolutely no 
difference in either body. Both murders executed in the exact same 
manner with the exact same weapon. She had seen her share of the 
horrendous, what man was capable of doing, with all of her 
medical training and years of experience she could remove herself 
from the examination without a second thought. This autopsy was 
proving a difficult task, her nightmare and all of its emotions were 
unrelenting. How she desperately needed to hear Monica?s voice, 
just a quick call to let her know she was safe. Dana realized how 
foolish that was; Monica was going over the crime scene. She 
would hear from her later. Just then Monica entered the room. My 
gosh how does that woman do that? She is amazing, if there was 
ever a person who could truly claim to have an intuitive gift it 
would have to be Monica. Dana felt a small smile and a smaller 
sigh make themselves known in her body. She was relieved. A big 
goofy grin spread across Monica?s face. There was the Agent 
Smiley Dana knew and loved. John made his way into the room. 
?Tell me you got good news, Agent Scully.? John stated. ?They are 
exactly the same, so much so that I decided to pull their medical 
files. There is a very rare distinction that both men share; it seems 
that because of behavioral concerns they underwent neuroimaging 
in the care of Dr. Bombay. The images of their brain show the 
surface to be smooth. It was said that Einstein?s brain was smooth. 
I don?t have to tell you how extremely rare that is, and that two 
men would have this condition the same town is highly 
improbable.? Scully explained. ?So what you are saying is that 
Richard Lucas chose these two men because they suffered from a 
rare condition that somehow provided him with the means to 
prolong his transcending of time and space.? Reyes interpreted. 
?Ok, so if what you two are saying is true, how does that help us 
catch him?? Doggett asked. Even though he didn?t believe for one 
minute their theory, he still wanted to be able to lock the murderer 
up. ?We could start by questioning Dr. Bombay? Scully deducted. 
She finished up with the autopsy as Agents Doggett and Reyes left 
to question Dr. Bombay. 

?I am sorry that I could not be of more help to you, but aside from 
the coincidence of the two men sharing an extremely rare 
condition, we have noticed nothing out of the ordinary.? Dr. 
Bombay offered. ?Should you recall anything at all, no matter how 
insignificant it may seem, please give us a call.? Reyes said 
handing him her card. Agent Doggett and Agent Reyes left to pick 
up Agent Scully up from the morgue, then returned to the motel. 
Doggett was exhausted and went straight to his room, as did Scully 
and Reyes. Dana showered washing away the leftover smells from 
the autopsy. She dressed in her pajamas and went through the 
adjoining door to Monica?s room. Monica?s room was empty and 
panic struck Dana. She ran to John?s room but he hadn?t seen her 
since they came back. The car was still parked in the parking lot 
and no sign of her. Dana almost voiced her thought, this is not 
happening, but choked as she remembered the last time she uttered 
those words. Tears filled her eyes and she would be damned before 
she stumbled over Monica?s dead body as she did Mulder?s back 
in that God forsaken field in Montana. It was as if she had literally 
vanished into thin air. Dana?s heart froze; she could not lose 
Monica, not now, not ever. John was beside himself struggling to 
comprehend what the hell could have happened. If Dana only 
possessed Monica?s gift she would have been able to sense her 
presence. Richard had grabbed Monica; they were in the room, but 
on another plane, invisible to both Dana and John. Richard Lucas 
stood behind Monica, holding her around the waist with a knife to 
her throat. She couldn?t scream, although she wanted to. The pain 
she could see in Dana?s eyes was breaking her heart. If she ever 
questioned or feared how she truly felt about her, it was painfully 
obvious now, she knew Dana loved her with everything she had, 
and she was petrified that she had lost her. ?What are we gonna do, 
how do we save her Agent Scully?? John asked with tears in his 
eyes. ?I do not know yet, but give me a moment to think.? Dana 
started mentally going through old case files, trying to remember 
any kind of link that might help her save Monica. She started 
thinking about how Mulder would have reacted in this situation, 
and decided it would be best for her to try to remain as open as 
possible. The only thing she began to focus on was Monica. 
Suddenly, she sensed her; she could smell her shampoo, white tea 
and ginger, and Dana would recognize that scent anywhere. She 
quickly drew her gun and fired toward the bathroom. Monica fell 
out of thin air onto the floor. Richard Lucas? dead body fell with 
hers. Dana had taken a chance that he would be standing behind 
Monica, and she aimed slightly to the right of where there was 
only a very faint smell of Monica?s shampoo. She had tuned into 
Monica with precision, and it saved her life. Agent Doggett was at 
a lost as to what just happened and was too stunned to ask any 
questions at the moment. Once Monica regained her composure 
she began to explain how Richard Lucas wanted what most men 
want: immortality, power and control, that being his driving force. 
That was what led him to Eric and to the second man. 

?Well I am not sure about that, but we do have a dead body, with 
the weapon in his hand, case closed.? Agent Doggett offered, ?It 
still doesn?t explain why he didn?t age.? He was still struggling 
with what to actually believe. 

On the flight back Dana exhaled and took a moment to secretly 
thank the heavens that she had not lost Monica. That she had been 
given the chance to build a beautiful life together with the woman 
of her dreams, the mate her soul had long since giving up 
searching for. The woman, who challenged her, encouraged, 
strengthened, and supported her through so many difficult times in 
her life before. Yes, she was thankful that instead of loss, she had 
been given life. 

Monica seeming to sense her thoughts turned to her and smiled the 
warmest smile, melting Dana?s heart. 

Oh yes, Dana was thankful indeed.



The End