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Chapter Two

"Scully…"

She heard his voice calling her out of her slumber.

"Scully,"

She finally forced her eyes open and took in her surroundings. The scenery around them hadn't changed much. Endless dry mountains.

"We're almost there." Mulder declared.

"Alright. Well, do you have a plan?" She asked, turning to him while wiping her eyes.

"I've come up with something." He said, surprisingly confidently. Scully wasn't sure that was good news.

He looked over at her and started scanning her outfit.

"What?" She asked, looking down at herself, as if looking for a stain or something he might have been staring at.

"Take off your jacket." He practically ordered.

"I'm sorry, my jacket?" Scully was confused.

"Yeah. You look too professional. Leave your t-shirt on." He said, half smiling.

"Well, that's nice of you. Mind explaining me exactly why I'm stripping?" She asked, one eyebrow raised at him in question.

"Just trust me. And put some shades on or something. Relax. Try to look like you're on vacation." Mulder said, and with one hand on the wheel he started taking his own jacket off.

"Alright… this better be good." She muttered, obeying his orders. She got rid of the dark gray jacket and was left with an olive green t-shirt. She even put some sunglasses on.

Just ahead on the road, Scully noticed a car on the curb. Mulder seemed unmoved. But when they got closer, he pulled up behind it.

"Who is…?" Scully started, but stopped when she recognized the men coming out of the car.

Langly, Frohike, and Byers. The Lone Gunmen.

"Mulder, what are they doing here?"

Mulder gave a wry smile, and got out of the car. Scully followed.

"Thanks for coming guys." Mulder said.

"Right. And you owe us big time for this." Langly said bitterly.

"Agent Scully, how have you been?" Frohike turned to her, and Scully smiled back politely.

"Anyone minds telling me what's this all about?" She turned to Mulder, waiting for an explanation.

"Do you have the wig?" Mulder asked, ignoring her, and Langly held up a red colored wig, short hair. A lot like Scully's actually.

"This is a little risky Mulder, don't you think?" Byers asked.

"It'll be great. Believe me. Get in the trunk." Mulder said.

Byers and Langly got in the trunk of the dark green Ford Explorer that Mulder and Scully had been driving, while Frohike got back in the car they came from. He waved goodbye and said "good luck".

When Mulder and Scully were back in the car, she looked back and saw Langly fighting his way into the wig he had. It was a pretty amusing sight, but Scully still wanted answers.

As if reading her mind, Mulder started talking.

"We're going to go in, and they will go out, posing as the two of us."

"Right. Mulder, I really hope your plan is more elaborate then that. Like, how are we going to get around security in the first place? And do I really look that bad?" She asked, pointing at Langly in the back.

Mulder chuckled, and Langly mumbled something bitter to Byers that Scully couldn't quite hear, but she could tell he was just as unhappy about this mission as she was.

"Just trust me, ok?"

About a minute later, Mulder made a right turn. It was only about a mile later that Scully noticed a gate in the distance and a soldier standing by it, who had obviously already detected their approaching car.

"Mulder…" Scully warned, but it was too late. The man singled them to pull over, and Mulder did. He rolled his window down.

"How can I help you two?" He asked, looking over the two of them.

"I apologize; I was hoping to find a gas station or something. We've been looking for a restroom, my wife is very impatient." Mulder said with a wide smile, clapping his hand on her left knee. Scully offered a small, apologizing smile.

The soldier considered this for a moment, and finally spoke.

"Well, I really shouldn't be doing this, but there are two booths just there ahead." The soldier pointed ahead, where as he said stood two restroom booths.

"Oh, that would be great man. Can we hop in there for a few?" Mulder asked innocently.

"I don't see why not. Don't stall though; I don't know if my boss will like this."

"Thanks man."

The gate opened and they drove through.

"Mulder, this is risky. Look, he's still looking at us. I think he will notice if we come out of the car and not come back." Scully muttered, already unbuckling as Mulder parked the car near the restrooms. They were far enough away from the soldier's earshot.

"Don't worry." Mulder said. He got out, waited for Scully, and then turned to her as if he was talking to her, but in reality was giving instructions to their friends in the trunk of the car.

"Climb to the front. Wait a few minutes, and when I give you a signal, make a U-turn and drive fast. The soldier is keeping the gate open. Don't look back. Get back on the highway and drive in the direction that we were going for a while. When you make sure you are not being followed for any reason, turn around and get back to Frohike. Take this car, and leave us the car you came with off the rode, somewhere in the bushes where it won't be seen from the highway. Not too far though, so we can find it later on. We'll contact you when we're out of here, better not try to make contact while we're in this facility, we might be detected."

When Mulder finished giving them instructions, he headed for one of the restrooms, and Scully headed to the other. She heard Byers whish them good luck. This time, she believed they actually needed it.

After a few minutes in the booth, she heard the car drive away. She assumed Mulder had given them the signal, and she hoped he would give her one too. She was right. Seconds later there were three knocks from the back of the booth.

"Come out, he's looking the other way."

Scully did as he said. She snuck out quickly and hid behind the booth with Mulder.

He smiled. "Well, hard part's over. I think they went through undetected."

"And now what?"

Mulder looked ahead.

"And now, we crawl."

"What?" Scully asked, but Mulder was already getting on his knees.

"We can't walk. He'll see us. But these bushes are tall enough to hide us if we're low enough. Come on Scully, time to get down and dirty." Mulder patted the area next to him, and Scully rolled her eyes.

She got down on four, and they set off in the direction of the road, keeping a safe distance in case a car passed by.

Scully had a bad feeling about this, and she knew she had long hours ahead of her. And as always, she was sure they will come out disappointed, carrying no results.

If only she knew how wrong she was…

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