POV: Brigail
Brigail woke up before her alarm clock went off. She could see the graying sky through her window. She checked the time and was surprised to realize it was only five in the morning.
Am I excited or what? she thought sardonically.
The idea of getting worked up over seeing Eli Michealson was unacceptable. She told herself that she was indeed thrilled, but not because of Eli Michealson.
No siree, Bob.
It was the idea of playing Scully that enticed her to the point of restlessness. Even though her Mulder was more like murder to her.
She went back to bed and closed her eyes, willing herself to go back to sleep for another hour.
But try as she might, she couldn't.
She tossed and turned until she finally gave up. She got up, made her bed, then boiled a cup of water from the e
