The Truth is Out There--Scene 73 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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The Saloon was a dingy bar that only locals could love.  They 
loved it probably because it was the only bar open past 
midnight in this little town.  The casual jeans and shirt 
John Doggett was wearing served him well to blend better as 
he walked in, but he still garnered looks of interest from 
everyone.

He walked casually up to the bar and waited for the bartender 
to approach.

"You're new" a young man to his right observed.

"Yeah" John said non-committal "and I had no idea this town 
was so small."

The young lab tech laughed "there's small and then there's 
Peabody."

John took the laughter as a good entry point into conversation 
"I'm David Martin" he said reaching out his hand.

"Harvey Edgemont" the young man said as he pumped his hand.

"So, I know why I'm in Peabody Harvey, but why the hell are 
you here?" Doggett laughed.

"I work for Kite" he said as he took a swig of his beer.

"That's who I start working for tomorrow" smiled Doggett as 
he gestured for two beers.

"Are you a tech?" Harvey asked doubtfully.

"Nah, I'm not smart enough for that shit" Doggett said as he 
drank some beer "I'm going to be working some special security 
for them."

"You're former military, aren't you?" Harvey asked intrigued.

"How'd you know?" Doggett asked.

"They all practically are" he sighed "it's like a base over 
there."

Doggett laughed "Yeah, I guess it is...but it has to be."

"I don't know why though" Harvey muttered.

"I guess I'll find out why tomorrow" Doggett said casually.

"Do you know what area you're working in?" the young man asked 
as he reached for the beer Doggett bought him.

"That's classified" Doggett smiled over at him.

"Yeah, you're military alright" Harvey groaned.

"I'm just fucking with you kid" Doggett said as he punched him 
in the arm "the truth is, all I know is that my assignment is 
some special security detail for patients."

"You'll get to work with them?" the kid asked intrigued.

"You don't?" Doggett asked wanting every morsel of information 
he could get.

"Nah, they're in C-Wing and only Level 6 people can get in 
there."

"So, I guess I'm Level 6" Doggett smiled "What Level are you 
Harvey?"

"I'm just a 3" he said as he starred at his beer.

"I'm sure you'll be a 6 one day" Doggett said as he nudged 
him with his shoulder.

"Yeah, about 40-50 years from now and a PhD or two."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Doggett asked as he took 
another gulp of beer.

"All the Level 6 scientists are these ancient people that have 
3 doctorates each and have published thousands of journal 
articles."

"You've got the doctor's coat" Doggett said gesturing to his 
attire.

"Yeah, but I've only got a master's degree in bio-chemistry...
those guys in Level 6 are my idols."

"So why don't you hang out with them and pick their brains?" 
Doggett suggested. 

"The only time I see them is in the cafeteria and, even then, 
they stick to themselves."

"So they're all high and mighty" Doggett said ordered two more 
beers.

"Nah, they are the experts and I'm just the lab tech who tests 
the chemical reactions they send to me."

"What the fuck do you do?" Doggett asked.

"I test the reaction of human tissue to various chemical 
environments."

"So what makes their work so different from yours?" Doggett 
asked.

"They are the ones that get to work with the patients."
"And you don't?"

"No, I only get to work with their skin samples."

"What's so special about these patients that they hired me?"

Harvey leaned forward conspiratorially "No one knows.  My 
theory is they are people with a highly contagious disease 
that Kite is trying to find a cure for."

"Why would you think that?"

"All the security and the clearances...and the way the 
skin samples react."

"I'm not following you there with the skin shit."

"In simple terms" Harvey paused to look at Doggett and see 
if he was offended, realizing he was not, Harvey continued 
"their skin can withstand all kinds of chemical environments 
that skin like yours or mine would disintegrate in."

"Wow" Doggett said amazed "why the fuck is their skin so 
different?"

"I think it has to do with a contagion in their body that 
allows them to..."Harvey abruptly stopped talking.

Doggett knitted his brows and looked at him, inquisitive of 
the abrupt stop.

"My boss" Harvey whispered "I better go."

"It was nice meeting you Harvey" Doggett said quietly "I'll 
see you around."

John Doggett watched in the bar mirror as Harvey got up and 
walked toward the door stopping to stiffly shake a man's hand 
before he exited.

John watched as the 'boss', a man in his late 40's walked over 
to a table near the far side of the bar and sat with another 
older man.  He ordered a scotch and the two men seemed to be 
engrossed in the sports report on the TV.  John waited another 
20 minutes before he got up to use the washroom and snuck 
out the back door.  Harvey had proven to be a wealth of 
information.

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The end of scene 73