The Truth is Out There--Scene 79 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! ********************************** Dr. Ervin paced back and forth in his bedroom. Sleep was a mystery to him last night and, although he had attempted a nap today, it still evaded him. The kid was gone with Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, he was sure of it. Franz Lutman and Mallory Suharta had disappeared from the investigation and he wasn't sure if it was because they had switched sides or been captured by Mulder and Scully. There were too many unaccounted for balls in the air and he didn't like it one bit. He pressed the Com button next to his bed "Get me Strickland" he barked into the device. He went to a nearby table and poured himself a scotch, neat. He knew that if he couldn't get to sleep on his own, for a few hours the scotch would do the trick. The Com device beeped three times and Dr. Ervin walked slowly to the side table and hit the button. "That you?" he asked. "Dr. Ervin, it's me. I must caution you this is not a secure..." "I don't give a damn about secure lines, son!" he snapped. "Uh...yes" A.D. Strickland replied, obviously uncomfortable with the old man's tone. "I think it's time to re-locate the facility and I need the FBI's assistance" he said with conviction. "Now, come on Dr. Ervin...don't you think this is a little hasty?" A.D. Strickland said in his southern drawl. "There are too many unaccounted for people" the old man muttered as he took another swig of his drink. "We'll get them" Strickland said as he moved closer to the phone "we have put orders out to..." "I know!" the old man snapped again "I get the god-damned information before you do, sometimes." "So you know that every agent in the field..." "That doesn't mean shit to me" the old man's voice got louder "so stop trying to placate me!" Silence on the other end of the phone was his only response. "If you don't get me some of these people rounded up in the next 8 hours I'm closing the facility and moving it to a new location and the FBI is going to see that the move is secure." "Dr. Ervin, I can't prom..." The old man hit the Com button and ended the call. He drained the last of the scotch from his glass and slammed it down on the table with great ferocity. "God damn you!" he yelled. **************************************** The end of scene 79