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Well, Here is my first plunge into the world of
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"X-Files:Creative". This is part 1 of 2 of a Cross-Over story called "And
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If I Die...". It mixes our two Agents in with the "Nightmare On Elm
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Street" Saga. I am posting part 1, and will post part 2 early next week
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after I finish up some touches and hopefully get some feedback.
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I still do not know how to just simply "post" the story text
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files in my main Unix shell and include them with this message. I will
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try, but if you just get this message, I will be posting a reply to this
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one with the file attached (the only way I can at this point, or that I
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know how!). If anybody can please, help me out I-N S-P-E-C-I-F-C-S, I
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will do better next time I promise! Also, can anybody throw this up to
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the ftp site? I don't even want to tackle that one! Here goes.....
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***********************************************************************
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THE X-FILES:
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"And If I Die..."
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By
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Tony Anderson
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(demeter@eskimo.com)
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Based on the television series "The X-Files" and
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film series "A Nightmare On Elm Street"
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(c) August 1994
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The author is intending no infringement on
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copyrights held by both the creators of "The X-
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Files" and "A Nightmare On Elm Street". The
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following is written purely for reading enjoyment
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and not for purposes of profit or exploitation.
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Copies may be freely distributed, but please
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retain this title page and said notices.
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (Aug. 1994)
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PART ONE OF TWO
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***************
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Agent Fox Mulder shuffled through the papers on his desk,
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looking for a specific file. He piled the folders up on one
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corner next to the phone and continued sifting.
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A knock is heard and Agent Dana Scully enters carrying a mug
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of hot coffee.
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"Lose something, Mulder," she asks sipping carefully.
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"What? In this filing system?" he replies opening the top
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drawer of the desk.
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Scully moves over to a chair and sits, watching him search.
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"I'd love to help..but..I wouldn't know where to look".
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Mulder shoots her a look and continues into the next drawer.
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"You should see it when I do lose something."
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Mulder stops searching and pulls a file out of the bottom
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drawer and opens it, laying it flat on the desk.
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"Scully, do you ever have bad dreams?", he asks coyly.
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"On occaision, we all do, there called 'night terors'."
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"Do you believe in The Boogey Man, Scully?"
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Mulder picks up the file, moves around and sits on the front
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of his desk, facing Scully.
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"Maybe when I was a little girl."
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"We have another little girl with the very same problem you
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did," he adds.
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"I don't follow," she says, wondering where her partner was
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heading.
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"A girl, eight years old, named Drew Osborne, she has this
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little difficulty in sleeping."
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"What is it, she doesn't get much sleep?"
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"No, she doesn't get any sleep, flat out refuses to close
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her eyes. Apparently, there is this 'ugly man who scares her with
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knives'." Mulder explains looking down at the file then back over
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at Scully.
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (August 1994)
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"Mulder, this is not an unusual occurance; did the child
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speak to a family counselor or Doctor?"
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"Yes, he thought the same things you are right now."
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"And?", Scully asks.
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"And, after seeing a therapist on numerous occaisions they
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finally had to give Drew an injection to force her to sleep."
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"What is it that is scaring her so bad?", Scully replies,
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realizing the girl's problem far eceeded her own at that age.
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"Nobody is quite sure at this point. The therapist suggested
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that she be admitted for a series of tests, to determine her
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problem, whether it be physical or mental."
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"Has she completed them?"
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"Well, she would have, except two days prior to her check in
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date, she was given an injection after a series of screaming fits
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with her Mother. After Drew went off to sleep...her Father
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mysteriously had his throat cut in an upstairs bedroom, just down
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the hall from her."
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"Was it a break-in?", Scully wondered.
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"Homicide says no way. There are no signs of struggle or a
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break-in anywhere in the house."
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"That is where we come in," Scully summarizes.
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"Exactly, our first move is to talk to Drew."
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*****
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Sylvia Osborne moves towards the front door, to answer the
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knock that echoed through her now quiet home.
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She pulls open the door and finds two strangers before her.
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"Yes, can I help you?"she asks, her face showing obvious
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signs of exhaustion and fatigue.
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Mulder holds up his badge, as does Scully, for her to see.
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"Sylvia Osborne? We're FBI, I'm Agent Fox Mulder and this is
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Agent Dana Scully. We spoke with you on the phone?" he reminds
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her.
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"Yes, please, won't you both come in," she replies and leads
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them both inside.
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (August 1994)
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Mulder and Scully put their identification away as they
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follow Sylvia through the emaculatly kept home. The only sounds
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heard were those of their feet on the polished oak floors below
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them.
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They followed her into the living room where she gestured
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for them to sit. Scully sat on the sofa beside Sylvia as Mulder
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sat in the armchair beside them.
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Sylvia looked at Mulder in the chair and a flush of memories
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raced back into her mind. Tears welled up in her red swollen eyes
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until she realized who she was with.
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"I'm sorry, it's been hard, but I am doing better," she
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smiles wiping her eyes.
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"We understand Mrs. Osborne, We're very sorry," Scully says
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putting her hand on Sylvia's arm.
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"Call me Sylvia, please," she answers.
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"Sylvia, we know of the unusual circumstances surrounding
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you're husbands death," Mulder explains.
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"Yes, but nobody believes us; they consider me possible
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suspect, as well as Drew."
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"Can we speak to Drew ourselves, Sylvia?" Scully asks her.
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"Yes, I only hope someone can get through to her...I have
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tried..but..," she stops, her words falling quiet.
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"We'll try the best we can. Don't give up Sylvia, Drew needs
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you now more than ever," Scully tells her.
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Sylvia gets up and composes herself to face her daughter
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again.
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"I've tried to maintain calm when I'm around Drew; she's
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been through so much lately. Her room is upstairs," she replies
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walking towards the staircase across from the front door.
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Scully and Mulder follow her up the stairs to the second
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floor.
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*****
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They stop in the hall as Sylvia knocks on her daughter's
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door and opens it slowly to see if by some miracle, she went off
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to sleep on her own. She opens the door all the way to find her
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daughter sitting in a chair by the window, looking out with an
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (August 1994)
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emotionless stare.
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"Drew honey, there are two people here who want to talk to
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you," Sylvia says going to the window.
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Drew doesn't move or even acknowledge their arrival into her
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room.
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"It's alright, come in," Sylvia says with a small forced
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smile.
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Mulder and Scully enter the small light-green room,
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decorated with various stuffed animals and scattered toys on
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shelves lining the walls.
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Scully walks over slowly and bends down to face Drew.
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"Hi Drew, my name is Dana, I heard about you're dreams," she
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said with a smile.
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Drew turns and looks up at her Mother. Her Mother smiles
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back at her.
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"It's alright Drew, their here to help us," she explains to
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her daughter, not sure who can help them.
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"You know Drewm I had bad dreams like you when I was you're
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age."
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"You..did?" Drew asked, surprised.
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"Yes, I was terrrified of my closet, I was convinced that a
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giant spider was living in a web and eating my dolls," Scully
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tells her.
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Mulder, listening intently, gives a smile.
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"Giant doll-eating spiders yes, extra-terrestrials, no," he
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says in a small whisper to her.
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Scully gives Mulder a "you're not helping" look.
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"What did you do, move?" asks Drew.
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"No, my Dad.."
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Scully stops mid-sentence, realizing she has hit a sore
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subject.
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"Somebody showed me the closet in a new light and I
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discovered that there wasn't any spider, and I had just lost or
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missplaced my dolls."
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson
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Drew paused and thought about Scully's words.
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"The bad man is real. He says he's going to get me if I go
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to sleep," Drew explains slowly and cautiously.
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"Drew, what does this man look like?" Mulder asks crouching
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down next to Scully, before her.
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"He gots a red and black sweater on and his face is all
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burned," she tells him in a whisper, as though the 'bad-man' will
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hear her.
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"When do you see this man?" Scully asks.
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"She sees him only when she's asleep; I can't get her to
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sleep, I've tried everything," Sylvia added.
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Drew begans to build panic in her eyes.
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"Momma, don't make me go to sleep again!" Drew says in a
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plea.
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"Do you ever see the bad man when you are awake?" Mulder
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asks.
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"No. He only comes when I dream," Drew replies.
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Scully looks at Mulder; they both share concern for the
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child.
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"What about the knives, Drew?" Scully asks her.
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"He has sharp knives, and he wants to cut me," she explains.
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"Does he hold them?" Mulder asks.
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"No, he has them on a glove. It's on...this hand."
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She holds up her right hand and shakes it a little.
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"He killed my Daddy!" Drew exclaims.
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"It's alright honey, nobody will let him hurt you," Scully
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says calming her a bit.
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"Can we come see you again, Drew?" Scully asks her giving a
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smile.
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Drew nods her head yes, and tries to return the smile.
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Sylvia opens the bedroom door as the two agents file out
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into the hall.
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (August 1994)
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"I'll bring you're lunch up soon sweety," Sylvia tells her.
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Closing the door behind herself, she follows the agents
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downstairs, and into the living room.
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"What do you think I should do?" Sylvia asks, hoping for any
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signs of hope.
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"She is a bright girl, Sylvia, you should be very proud of
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her. I think you should give her some time, and be as close to
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her as you possibly can. I think the events of you're husbands
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death might have created the dreams," Scully replies, ignoring an
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irritated look from Mulder.
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"The doctors told me the same things. It's just when she
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talks of the dreams they seem so real to her," Sylvia says.
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"Part of these dreams are her 'reality' right now. She has
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created this "bad man" as an escape for her fears. I think what
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she needs right now is a great deal of understanding," Scully
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says hoping to soothe Sylvia's obvious anxiety.
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"I hope you're right," Sylvia replies.
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*****
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Mulder and Scully, after saying goodbye to Sylvia, head back
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towards the car.
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"Why did you tell her that, Scully?" Mulder asked anger ever
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present in his voice.
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Scully got in the passenger side and locked her door. She
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pulled the seat belt over and buckled it in place.
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"What do you mean?" She asked him.
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Mulder buckled his belt and started the car, pulling it away
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from the curb and onto the road.
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"About the the "bad man" being a figment of her fears, how
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do you know that for sure?" He asked, looking from the road to
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her, back and forth.
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Scully paused, realizing she had summarized and basically
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given Sylvia advice, something the Bureau does not encourage or
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recommend. She had made a mistake; acting sctrictly on instincts
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rather than a combination of this and cold hard facts.
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"She needed to hear something Mulder," Scully pressed.
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"Sylvia, or Drew? In a nutshell Scully, you just told that
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girl that her dreams are harmless figments of her frantic
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THE X-FILES: "And If I Die..." By Tony Anderson (August 1994)
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imagination," he explained.
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"Are you telling me you actually believe that this "bad man"
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was responsible for her Father's death?" Scully asked him.
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"I am not believing either Scully, we need to examine both
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possibilites before making judgements; I'm starting to sound like
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you," he replied.
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Scully silently thinks to herself and turns to him.
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"It's a good thing Mulder, balance of judgement is an
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important part of The X Files," she tells him, with a smile of
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truce.
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"Who is more the fool, the fool, or the fool that follows?"
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he adds with a small laugh.
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*****
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Sylvia had brought Drew's lunch up to her room and waited to
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see if her daughter would eat. Drew remained quiet and distant as
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Sylvia tried to get through to her daughter.
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"Honey, you've got to eat. You need to keep you're strength
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up," She said hoping something might have changed after the two
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FBI agents had visited.
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Drew continued to stare out the window.
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"Drew, you have to get some sleep, the Doctor suggested I
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let you try again on you're own, but if you didn't to give you
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the medicine," Sylvia said carefully.
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Drew turned to her Mother as tears began to well up in her
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eyes.
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"Mommy, please don't make me sleep, I don't want to," she
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said starting to cry.
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Sylvia got up from her daughter's bed and held a needle in
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her right hand, the one the Doctor had given her.
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"I'm sorry Drew, honey, it's for you're own good," she said
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rolling up Drew's shirt sleeve.
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Drew continued to cry as her Mother gave her the injection.
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"He's gonna come back Momma, the Bad Man's gonna come back,"
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she told her in a panic.
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