The Supernatural X-Files

Time Is on My Side Pt. 2

Sam and Dean stood with a patient "I told the cops all of this yesterday. I don't want to talk about it anymore,"

"It's just a couple of questions, sir," Sam explained

"Hey, man. I just got my kidney stolen. I'm tired,"

"We'll be out of here quick. Don't you want to get the guy?" Dean asked

"Will it get me back my kidney?"

Sam dodged the question "So what's the last thing you remember?"

"Feeding my meter." The Patient explained "I got jumped from behind...and then I wake up strapped to a table. And then the worst pain you could possibly imagine, only worse. And then I black out again. Thank God. And then I wake up screaming in some on-tell motel in a bathtub full of ice,"

"Do you remember anything about the surgery-" Dean pressed "you know what the guy looked like, any details about the room?"

"Let me think about that. Yeah...one thing is coming back to me. You know what I remember? Getting my kidney cut out of my body!"

***

Sam was on his laptop, while Dean happily ate a burger. But Sam couldn't help but notice Dean's constant glance to the door "She'll come back Dean,"

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Dean muttered as he took another bite of his burger

"Just give her a chance Dean," Dean only rolled his eyes and went back to his burger.

***

"Hey Foxy," I greeted as I lowered my gun.

"You're alive," Mulder whispered as he walked further into the room "How..."

I shook my head "If I told you...you wouldn't believe me," I told him

"The news said there were no survivors...not even any bodies to identify..."

I blanched hearing the details, but even I was still confused on how I had escaped and ended up with the Winchester's but even they were vague on the details. "I would have called if I could...but I got caught up in this case..."

"The Winchester case? They died in that explosion as well..."

"All of it, Foxy...the Supernatural, everything..." I couldn't help but smile "all the research I've put into this job...it's all real Fox...all of it,"

"And you choose not to call your brother to tell him you're alive?!" he challenged

"Would you?!" I laughed

"So are you back?" he asked

I bit my lip as I shook my head "I can't...I'm actually working a case..." my phone rang and I picked it up "Yeah?"

"So, I got a theory,"

"Tell your brother," I said as I turned away from Mulder to continue looking through files.

"He's busy making out with burger," I laughed "So, I talked to Mr. Giggle's doctor. Turns out his incisions were sewn up with silk,"

"We really need to go digital with these files, I can't find shit," I growled

"Language," Mulder chastised, I turned towards him and stuck my tongue out at him.

I heard Sam laugh on the other end. "So it turns out silk used to be the suture of choice back in the early 19th century. It was really problematic. Patients would get massive infections. The death rate was insane,"

"Good times," I heard Dean say on the other end

"Right," Sam continued "so doctors, they had to do whatever they could to keep infections from spreading. One way was maggots,"

"Dude, I'm eating," Dean complained causing me to laugh

"It actually kind of worked because maggots, they eat bad tissue, and they leave good tissue. And get this. When they found our guy, his body cavity was stuffed full of maggots,"

"Dude, I'm eating!"

I rolled my eyes "Alright, let me get this straight. So, people are getting ganked, right?"

"Oh look at Miss FBI using hunter vocab," Sam said

"A little 'antiques roadshow' surgery, some organ theft. But why is this all sounding familiar?" I voiced, until I found the file "Yes!" I cheered

"Care to share with the class?" Sam asked

"Doc Benton...real-life doctor, lived in New Hampshire, brilliant and obsessed with alchemy, expecially how to live forever. So, in 181t, Doc abandons his practice and..."

"Right, yeah, nobody hears from him for like 20 years, and all of sudden, people start showing up dead,"

"Dead or-or missing an organ or the hand or some other kind of part,"

"Cause whatever he was doing was actually working. He just kept on ticking. Parts would wear out, he'd replace them,"

"All right, where's he doing the deed?"

"According to this, Benton's picky about where he sets up his lab. He likes dense forest with access to a river or stream or some kind of freshwater,"

"Why?"

"Because that's where he likes to dump the bile and intestines and fecal matter." I smirked "Dean just lost his appetite, didn't he?"

"Shut up," Dean said

I rolled my eyes "See you boys in a few," I hung up the phone

"Dean?" I cringed as I realized my mistake "No..." I looked back at my brother "Maxima Mulder those two are criminals!"

"And you're a guy who instead of having a badge with the FBI should be locked in an asylum for believing aliens exist...that's what people would say if they didn't know you. But I know you and I know these boys...they're not who they're brought up to be by these reports!"

"I'm not letting you go."

I walked up to him "I was really hoping you wouldn't say that," I took out a tazer and knocked him out.