Cherry Hill, NJ
The local cops were already on the scene, wrapping the dumpster with yellow tape. The two agents who'd found it were standing nearby, talking to a cop.
Scully got out of the car first, credentials at the ready. The guy in charge looked at her strangely.
"He's out. I'm in. Agent Dana Scully."
He grinned and stuck out a hand. "Dan Matson. I'm chief here. You have to be better than he was."
"You bet your ass she is. I'm her partner, Agent Mulder."
"Good to meet you too, sir. And this is?"
"Walter Skinner. I'm investigating Goldberg. I'm just along for the ride."
Matson nodded and turned to Scully. "Your agents found the body just about twenty minutes ago. Coroner hasn't been here yet, so the body hasn't been disturbed."
She nodded. "I'll go take a look at it. When the coroner gets here, tell him that I'll be doing the autopsy myself." She motioned to Stein, who was carrying her camera.
"*She'll* be doing the autopsy?"
"Yeah. She's a real hands-on kind of lady." Matson gave me a look. "My partner is the best pathologist in the FBI." He nodded, his eyes wide. I followed her to the dumpster, Walter on my heels.
The body was lying face down on the fast food garbage. Scully took as many pictures as she could of it, and then enlisted Walter and Stein to turn it. I was going to help, but both she and Walter motioned me away. Good thing, too, because the first thing I saw was her face. The world went black.
Next thing I knew, I was lying on the ground, with something soft under my head, and what felt like a coat over me.
"Fox! Thank God! Dana! He's awake! What happened, Fox?" Walter was sitting on the ground next to me. He wasn't wearing his overcoat. .
"It's her. It's the woman from my dream. Her face is burned in my memory."
"Are you sure?"
"Mulder, you blacked out on us. You are going to stay right there until the ambulance comes."
"I'm fine, Scully. It was just a shock. I *saw* that woman."
"You can't be certain, Mulder."
"She was stabbed, right? In the chest."
Scully's eyes were wide. "Yes.