Believe Everything
by Trycee
Time-Line: 2 yrs After IWTB
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files. It's owned by Chris Carter. This is written for fun not profit.
Mulder and Scully Residence
Somewhere in Virginia:
"I took a few days off...I'll be at my mother's," Scully said with her head bent down.
Mulder stood next to her, his face strained and his lips thinned. "This is what you always do, Scully...you run..."
"I run!," she gasped. "You're the one that always runs, Mulder...I'm the one that's been dedicated to you all these years..."
"Why is it always a competition with you?", he said angrily. "Why does it always end up with you threatening to leave me?"
"Saying I'm going to my mother's is not leaving you...it's just a few days," she said, as she stuffed her clothes into an overnight bag.
"The hell it's not...Two years ago, you told me you weren't coming home..."
"Because of your bull-headiness and look what it got you!', she shot back.
"When did it get like this, Scully? When did it get to the point that we're going tit for tat?"
She paused in front of her dresser, her hand on her suitcase. "Mulder...I'm not leaving you...you know that."
"Do I?", he said, throwing up his hand. "You...You say this to me all the time...you tell me something like this...and you know it tears me down..."
Scully spun around to face him. "I don't say this all the time!"
"Yes, you do!", he screamed. "You know that's one of my greatest fears!"
"If I recall the last time you were the one that said we couldn't be together...", she said, gripping her forehead.
"Alright...I was wrong...how many times can I apologize about that Scully...any time things get tough you retreat...you run off."
"I'm just taking a break!"
"How in the hell can you take a break from me?", he said slowly. "How can you run off to your mother's and leave me here...alone...in OUR house...Scully?"
"It's a break...nothing permanent...I just need time to think..."
Mulder sat down on the bed. "Scully...we can talk things out without you running off..."
"Damn it, why do you keep saying that Mulder? I've been dedicated to you...forsaking all others...for you!"
"You don't think I've done the same thing?"
Scully's eyes widen. "No...I don't..."
Mulder's shoulder tensed. "How can you say that? Have I not proven that I'm dedicated to you...to us?"
She folded her arms across her chest. "I need a break...a simple break...all couples need time apart," she choked. "A simple little visit...to think things through..."
"That sounds like a break-up line to me...", he said, quietly.
"As much as I love you Mulder...", she sighed. "Its always been one-sided...our relationship..."
"One sided? In what way, Scully?"
"I've put my feelings on the back burner...put my concerns away...and I can't do that any more...I need to feel important too..."
Mulder stood up and placed his hand around her small waist. "Scully...You're the most important person in the world to me...the only person in the world besides our son...Your cries tear me apart...I'd do anything for you...anything..."
A tear ran down his face and hers as she looked up at him. Her head then dropped back down. "I don't doubt your love for me Mulder...that's not the issue..."
"Then what is the issue?"
Scully pulled away from him. "That's exactly what I'm talking about," she said, snatching up her bag. "You didn't understand what I was saying?"
Mulder blocked her route through the bedroom door. "Don't!"
"Get out of my way, Mulder."
"NO!", he said firmly. "Look...I'm an idiot, I get that...but don't act like this Scully...we've been through too much for you to walk out now..."
"For christ sakes," she yelled. "I'm not leaving you...I'm taking a few days off...If you weren't so goddamn needy I'd..."
"You'd what?", he said, snatching the bag from her hand. "Left before? Never fallen for me? What?"
"I hate arguing with you, Mulder...", she said as she stared down at the floor. "I love you so much...but we need a break...to let our feelings subside...maybe you'll realize then about my feelings? Maybe you'll remember...all the times I put myself on the line for you...all the times I cared for you...and you'll understand that I just want you home with me...not tromping off getting hurt...", she said, as tears cascaded down her face. "Mulder...", she said, covering her face with her hands. "I don't want to go to my mother's house..."
"Then don't go, Scully...don't go...", he said, placing his hand behind her head. She looked up into his eyes. "When things get tough...stop running off..."
"I'm not the one that runs off, Mulder...you are..."
"Scully...without you I'd be lost...you know that...Scully...I was meant to search for truths...Why can't you accept that of me? Why must it turn into a threat of you leaving me? Why can't you stand by my side?"
"I have for years...we were a couple without intimacy for 7 years Mulder...we were still a couple and I count all of that in my mind...I've stood by you...gone through hell with and for you...", she said, wiping her own tears. "But now I just want what little time left to be with you without you endangering your life and mine...I need you to be here to find our son...we're running out of time..."
"I'm here!", he screamed.
"No...you're off chasing after demons...and I have to rescue you as usual...stop chasing the demons Mulder and just be with me..."
"That's like asking you not to be a doctor, Scully...", he sighed, dropping his hand to his side. "I was a good boy for six years I sat here bored to death...watching the world go by...waiting for you like some damn house-husband...and then with the Father Joe thing...I became free again to be me but for two years now we've fought because I wanted to get back to me...To who I am!"
"No...we fought because you wanted to get back to the danger of our lives...I just want us to be a couple...to be together," she said softly. "God...Mulder...I'm scared that you won't come back...I'm scared you'll be dead out there somewhere and some police officer will walk up to me and tell me your gone...I've gone through that before...and I can't lose you again..."
She snatched her bag out of his hand and moved past him to the door. Mulder gripped her arm, stopping her in her tracks. She stood there a moment. "I'll be home in a few days, Mulder...just let me go..."
"No, I won't...", he said, as tears streaked his cheeks. "Scully...look whatever you need...I'll do...but your asking me to forsake my happiness...to put my desires on the back burner..."
She swung around. "Has it ever occurred to you that I've done that?"
"I know you have..."
"No you don't...", she gulped down her tears. "I fell in love with you soon after I met you and I put myself and my dreams on the line because I wanted to be with you...I followed your dreams..your wishes, your convictions and beliefs..and now I'm just asking for you to live life with me without risking your life and getting hurt or killed."
"Your asking me to sit here doing nothing because your afraid I'll get killed. Scully I am a paranormal investigator now...Not Fox Mulder, FBI anymore...I look for poltergeist's...I look at crop circles. You've supported me the last two years in this...what has changed all of a sudden? Scully, I'm not endangering my life...How many times must we argue about this?"
"Mulder...you are a UFO investigator with Mufon!", she huffed. "You don't think that puts us in danger?"
"That's only a small portion of what I do, Scully...you know that. I investigate the Paranormal...You helped me pick out the name of the damn business...'Believe Everything'...two years in now you want me to quit?"
"I buried you...", she said, crying.
Mulder wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Scully...I'm sorry...I didn't have any control over that..."
"I can't take it any more Mulder...It's almost 2011...and then..."
"I know...", he said in a hushed tone. "Its okay..."
"You don't get it," she said pulling away from him.
"Explain it to me..."
"I've tried," she said, grabbing up her bag. "I'll see you Friday...Mulder..."
Scully pushed open the screen door and walked down the steps. Mulder leaned against the wall, watching as she pulled off toward the gate that lead off their property. He wiped at his eyes and gripped his sides, wrapping his arms around himself in a hug. He slowly slid to the floor and cried out though only a squeak of a sound came out. More tears fell as his face turned red and he cried into his hands. "SCCULLEEE!", he screamed.
Mulder stood up and kicked the front door, slamming it shut. He then looked around the living room. It looked cold and uninviting all of a sudden. He knew the warmth of his home had just walked out the door.
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