Fan-Fic: "At the Hour of Our Death"

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    Mulder waited until he got closer then- “Hold it right there.” Mulder’s gun was pointed at Captain Whitaker’s head and he pinned the captain against a wall. “Tell me where she is, you bastard.”
    “What?”
    “Maybe you didn’t hear me correctly.” Mulder leaned closer to Whitaker’s ear then shouted, “Tell me where she is, you damn son of a bitch!”
    “Who?”
    “Scully! Tell me where the hell she is!”
    “What are you talking about? Someone help me! He’s crazy!”
    “Damn it! Your name’s on the fuckin’ file! You’re wearing the same butt ugly boots! You kidnapped her! You fuckin’ idiot! No two people would wear those same shitty boots! You damn idiot! You wore those boots the night you took her! I’m not fuckin’ stupid!”
    “Coulda fooled me.”
    “Fuck you!”
    He smiled maniacally. “Actually, she did.”
    Mulder stopped cold. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
    “Just like I said. She did.”
    “You raped her?” he said in a quiet voice.
    Whitaker grinned. “Not just me. My twin brother too.”
    Mulder punched him as hard as he could. “You bastard!” He kicked Whitaker in the stomach. “You fuckin’ son of a bitch! Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t blow your head off right here!”
    He gasped for breath. “Cuz if you do, you’ll never find your partner.”
    Mulder pulled him up by the collar. “You’d better hope to God she’s still alive when we get to her. Or I’ll make you wish you were in her place…”
    “Who said I’m telling you?”
    “What?!”
    “Well, you can’t kill me or you’ll never find her. And, well, even if you do kill me, my twin’s still out there to finish up our work. Either way, you lose.”
    “Not on your life.”
    “On your partner’s life, then?”
    Mulder glared at him and got out his cell phone. Moron. I couldn’t kill him even if I wanted to. And I do want to. But does this man not remember there’s a law against killing? But then, he’s already killed someone. He punched in some numbers. “This is Agent Mulder. Let me talk to Detective Jenkins.” He waited.
    “Hello?” said the voice at the other end.
    “Detective Jenkins? It’s Agent Mulder. I know who kidnapped them.”
    “Really? Who?”
    “Captain Whitaker and his twin brother.”
    “What?!”
    “I got the results from the DNA test. Their names are on it.”
    “Captain Whitaker has a twin brother?”
    “Yeah. I want you to go search Captain Whitaker’s home. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
    “Are you sure it’s him?”
    “Trust me.”
    “Alright. I’ll get right on it.” She hung up.
    He turned off his phone and stuck it in his trenchcoat. “I need two agents to accompany me and this man back to Verdugo,” he announced.
    “Agent Mulder, we’re still not quite sure what’s going on.”
    “This man is the police captain of Verdugo. 4 women have disappeared, all working in law enforcement of some kind. One of them was my partner. The night she disappeared, I shot the man who was taking her. I took the blood to get a DNA test. The test results matched his DNA. He has just now openly admitted to kidnapping and raping these women. Now, we don’t have much time. I need two agents to keep an eye on him on the drive back.” Two men stepped up and showed their badges. “Good enough,” Mulder said. “Let’s go.”

Scully was beginning to feel very lightheaded. She was losing a lot of blood. She could no longer force herself to look down at the wound. She needed whatever strength she had left. For the first time since she was kidnapped, she wasn’t the least bit scared. She was going to die, yes that was fact now, but Mulder was the one looking for her. He could find her when no one else could. Her head was swimming. I just wish I could see him one last time…

    They arrived at Captain Whitaker’s home at 3:14. Detective Jenkins was there to meet them.
    “What took you so long?” she called out.
    “Damn traffic was so backed up,” Mulder answered.
    She nodded and said, “Well, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that we found our police officers buried in the barn floor. The bad news is that we still haven’t found your partner.”
    “Keep looking.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    Mulder turned to Whitaker. “Where is she?”
    He smiled. “Why should I tell you?”
    Mulder knocked him to the ground, pulled out his gun, and pointed it at Whitaker’s foot. “If you don’t I’ll blow off one of your toes. Then I’ll ask you again. If the answer is no again, I’ll blow off another. And another and another, till all ten of them are gone. Then I’ll start with your fingers. Now, I’ll ask you again. Where is she?”
    “You won’t fire. You can’t.”
    “I’ll count to three. One…”
    “You won’t do it.”
    “Two… Three…”
    “I’ll never-”
    Mulder fired. Yelling in agony, Whitaker tried to get away, but Mulder held him down with a foot. “I’ll ask you again. Where is she?”
    “You’re crazy! Someone help!”
    “Where is she?”
    “I won’t tell you!”
    He fired again. Whitaker yelled out once more. “Where is she?!”
    “My brother took her somewhere! He wanted to take her somewhere away from here so that if my house was searched, she wouldn’t be found!”
    “Then, where is she?!”
    “I don’t know! He hasn’t told me!”
    “If you’re lying…”
    “I swear! I don’t know! He was supposed to call me so I could meet him somewhere! I don’t know!… I really don’t!”
    “I think he’s telling the truth, sir.” Detective Jenkins said quietly.
    Mulder nodded. “Take him to a paramedic or something,” he said to the two agents.
    “Sure, Agent Mulder,” They carried him away.
    “That was a bit harsh, don’t you think?” Detective Jenkins asked. “Where’d you come up with that?”
    “I saw it in a movie once.”
    “Oh yeah?”
    “Guarding Tess. Nicholas Cage. Funny movie.”
    She smiled.
    Mulder turned to her and walked toward the house with her. “So, how are they?”
    “Well, the deputy’s doing okay… her condition’s stable, at least. I wish I could say the same about my partner.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “It’s okay. At least if she dies, she’ll die comfortably… I want to thank you for your help. Without you, we would have never found her. Rest assured, I’ll help you find your partner. It’s the least I could do.”
    “You’re welcome, and thanks. I really appreciate it.”
    She gave him a curious look. “She more than a partner to you, isn’t she.” It wasn’t a question.
He nodded sadly and stared at the ground. “She’s one of the very few friends I have and really the only person I totally trust.”
    They entered the house and went upstairs. “Are you sure that’s all she is to you?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Nothing. Never mind.” They entered the bedroom. “We’re guessing this is his room.”

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