The Truth is Out There--Scene 58 from XF3
by Lolabeegood

E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com
Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached.

Rating: R
Categories: S, R
Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance, Post-IWTB
Spoilers: IWTB
Summary:  The truth is something Mulder & Scully may have to 
pay a steep price for.

Author's Notes: 

Ever since I watched IWTB I have thought of the ideal way to 
start and storyline a third movie.  So, after much thought and 
deliberation I have a series of scenes that I have written 
for the third XF movie.  The scenes will not necessarily run 
right after each other but they are in sequence.  They are 
more like scenes I would like to see in the XF3 that develop 
character, tie loose ends, and add plot interest.  

I do not own the characters and I don't make any money from 
this.

Enjoy!

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John Doggett heard the bed creak next to him and he was 
instantly awake.  His eyes adjusted to the pre-dawn light of 
the room and, when he realized there was no one else in the 
room but him and Patrick, he started to relax.

"You up?" John asked.

"I'm trying not to be" the boy said as he hoisted himself from 
his bed.

"If you want to go back to sleep," John offered "it's generally 
better to stay in bed."

Patrick rummaged through his bags and looked around the room, 
angry with himself.

"What are you looking for?"

"My video game" Patrick offered "I left it in the other room."

"You'll have to wait until your parents are up" John said as 
he rolled away from Patrick and shut his eyes.

"But it's one of the only things that works."

"Huh?" John muffled from under his covers.

"I can hear her thoughts otherwise" Patrick offered.

"Well, she knows that already" John said groggily.

"Yeah, but this is a dream I really don't want to know about."

John's eyes popped open with realization.

'Oh," John said rolling off the side of the bed quickly "that 
kind of dream."

"Get you mind out of the gutter" Patrick snickered.

"So, what kind of dream?"

"Uh...she's on a long table, there are doctor's all around her, 
she's cold and she's thinking that they are never going to let 
her live..."

"Patrick, I think your mother is dreaming about when she was 
abducted."

"I don't want to see this" he says very faintly.

"But, it may help her to know what happened to her, maybe her 
dreams are trying to tell her something..."

"I see her head roll to the side and tears spring from her 
eyes, they are hurting her and she can't think of anything..." 
Patrick starts to cry.

John bolts from the room and flings open the door to Mulder 
and Scully's room.  Mulder quickly rolls onto his back and 
crushes Scully beneath him.  She is still clinging to his form 
as she is startled awake.

"Mulder!" she yells as he realizes, quite astonished, that she 
is underneath him.

He rolls off her and stands at the side of their bed, looking 
disheveled and suddenly alert.

"What the hell?" he asks as Doggett stands in the middle of 
their room.  "Is William okay?"

"He's fine" Doggett offers as she sees Scully walk past him 
and into the other room.

She re-emerges with Patrick in tow and stands with her hands 
on his shoulders.

"Patrick said he had a nightmare" she announces.

A look is exchanged between John and Patrick.  John will not 
say anything at this time.

"Are you okay?" Mulder asks as he crosses the room to his son.

"I'm fine, now" Patrick offers as he looks at John and silently 
thanks him. 

"You want to try and go back to sleep, or are you up?" Scully 
asks, as she tugs at her short nightgown.

"I think I can try and sleep a bit more.  I went to bed late 
last night."

"Do you want to stay here with us?" she asks, longing in her 
voice.

"I'm okay" Patrick says, slightly uncomfortable.

Patrick walks back to his room and crawls under his covers.

"Sorry about that" John offers "I was just a little worried 
about him."

"Thanks, John" Scully says while she pats his shoulder "for 
everything."

"Uh, better get back to sleep" he offers as he walks through 
the connecting door and shuts it behind him.

"Do you think he was dreaming about his parent's murder?" Mulder 
asks as he walks toward the bed.

"He wouldn't say, but Mulder, that boy was as white as a ghost 
when I walked in that room" she says as she climbs into bed 
"whatever it was, it scared him to death."

"Maybe it was just a bad dream" Mulder offered as she leaned 
over to kiss her on the lips.

"I hope so" she wished, as she closed her eyes.

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The end of part 58