Disclaimer: They're still not mine but belong to the happy owner Chris Carter.

This story starts pre X-Files and moves into the Pilot and a bit further. I thought it would be fun to explore a universe where Scully and Mulder met before the Pilot, fell in love, broke up and reunited in the FBI. I wrote it a while ago but since it was rated MA I couldn't post it here – but now, I've decided to take the dirty parts out and M- rate the story. The story is written in Scully's POV and deals with her relationship with Daniel before she meets Mulder.

Feel free to flame me if you don't like it.

Tears From The Moon

Chapter one

Part One

Washington DC

July, 3rd 1989

With a deep sigh she stepped out onto the sidewalk, the fat raindrops landing immediately on her bowed face matched her inner storms. Of course it was raining! How could it be any different? Recently, she was running out of luck, it seems.

Her life had taken an unexpected direction within the last year, never had she planned falling in love with her professor, Daniel Waterston, for God sake he was her professor and married! She wasn't in to married men – her moral too high for that. Easily, she recognised the hurt and sense of betrayal a cheating boyfriend would bring her, it wasn't something she would ever want to cause another person.

She hadn't been attracted to Daniel, first. It had been strictly professional, he was her professor and she needed his help. Willingly, maybe too willingly, Daniel had given it to her, offering to be her councillor during the remaining semesters of medical school, three to be exact. Gladly, she had accepted, he was the best professor in physics, which had become her field of passion.

"Damn!" she cursed under her breath; she would've won the award, if there was one to be won in the category naïve and stupid. It had been so easy talking to Daniel, much easier than men at her age or even her father, to whom Daniel was closer in age to than men at her age. They had shared amid talks about physics , she had hung on to every word he said, sure he was some sort of God in this field and when they had moved to other topics she'd as easily swallowed every word, reading every book he recommended and watched every movie he liked. Most of the books had been okay but the movies were another story.

Within the first semester as her councillor they started spending time together every day, the amount of time had increased from month to month, the pace so slow, that she hadn't seen what hit her before it was too late, and she found herself blushing and giggling around him. She had fallen in love with her professor, such a trivial story, really. She wasn't the first one and wouldn't be the last one to do such a foolish thing, but it didn't help her. She was not a silly young girl, she was too damn close to her 25th birthday than she liked to be.

In a sweet hushed voice Daniel had admitted his growing love for her one early summer day; her heart had picked up a quicker pace of beating from ecstasy and happiness, his eyes glowing with the same excitement for a few short moments, before he had confessed a dark secret. He was married with a daughter a few years younger than her!

Daniel had assured her it mattered little; he wanted to spend his life with her, Dana, and not his wife. Frozen from shock, she stared into his eyes without seeing; she truly had been caught with her fingers in the cookie jar. Heat had bolted into her body when she felt his hot lips on hers; the heat wasn't coming from passion but from anger. Hot anger.

Angry from her own blindness and stupidity, she had pushed him away, violently. With eyes hard as stones and voice cold as ice, she had told him, she would ask for another councillor and their friendship ended right there. She hadn't given him any chance to reply, bolting up from the chair and running out of the door before he could see her tears.

The only good thing in her misery was that this had happened on a Friday, for two days she had locked herself in her dorm and cried her eyes out, but late Sunday night she had reclaimed her dignity and sanity and ordered herself a pizza. All her dreams of marital bliss may have been shattered on that dreadful Friday but she still had her dream of practicing medicine in some way, it would've to hold her.

She wasn't angry at Daniel but at herself for being so blind, not once had he invited her out to dinner or the movies, and he had avoided answering personal questions, always turning the focus to her or topics of physics. Naively, she had believed he was shy and aware of their age difference but all he had been was a coward.

She had applied for another councillor during her summer break, it had been declined, if she wanted a major in physics, she would've to settle with Doctor Waterston, it was too late to change her major and honestly she didn't want to.

Debating her dilemma, she came to the conclusion that she could manage to get through two more semesters with Daniel as her councillor, she would study hard on her own and only seek his help when absolutely necessary. She couldn't turn of her feelings for him just by thought, but she was strong enough not to act upon them, she would do fine. Just fine.

A letter distracted her thoughts from Daniel, it was the FBI inviting her to an interview, she had agreed and one sunny day she had found herself in a FBI field office. To her surprise, she had discovered that her medical skills were already highly valued by the Fed, and they offered her a career in physics at Quantico in Washington, directly after medical school. She had asked for a week to think about it. Not that there really was anything to think about.

Truth was she had no desire to practice medicine as a doctor any more, it had been her dream when she started medical school but now she wanted something else from life, exactly what she wanted was yet to be discovered. This was a chance to change her direction in life and make a true difference. She was given the chance to help catching the bad guys in her field of passion.

Her moral and ethic had always been clear and high, since she was a small girl she had wanted to help the less fortunate and bring the truth into the light, now she was given a fair chance to do that in her every day life. A week later, she signed the papers, if she graduated with her normal high grades, she was guarantied a job right after medical school.

Her second last semester had been a ride on the emotional roller coaster, she had mastered to push Daniel out of her thoughts weeks before she returned to lessons, or at least that was what she thought. Everything had been fine until Daniel had asked her to stay after the first lesson, his hand had cupped her chin, caressing her softly he had admitted how much he'd missed her. How much he wanted her and wanted to shared his life with her, it had been the worst summer in his life. He needed her.

In a blink of an eye all her feelings had returned and her eyes becoming soft with emotions had been a sharp contrast to her iron steel tone of voice, when she had repeated her earlier words. She wanted him to forget her; they had no future together, he was married and marriage was sacred to her. She wouldn't be a marriage breaker and expected him to honour his vows, if he ended his marriage she refused to be the excuse. They were done before they ever had started.

Daniel had not handled things well; refusing to believe her and refusing to respect her decision, his quest had turned from sweet talking into begging, he couldn't understand he couldn't have her. In the middle of the semester, she had understood she needed to be the adult and had asked for a transfer to the medical school in Washington DC. It had been admitted and she left right after the end of the semester. She left without saying goodbye to Daniel, knowing that if he wanted he could easily get word of her whereabouts.

Today was her fourth day in Washington DC, she had just finished an evaluation at the FBI after an exhausting phone call from her dad, who refused to understand or support his youngest daughter relocation to the capital. It had come to the point, where Dana couldn't remember a time when a phone call from her parents hadn't ended badly. They strongly felt she was throwing her life away and didn't hesitated in telling her, especially her father verbalized how sure he was that the FBI would ruin her life, corrupt it into pieces. She loved her dad and it broke her heart to be at bad terms with him but she wasn't walking into something she didn't want or hadn't high hopes for. Surely, she had planned to move to Washington DC after having finished medical school but Daniel had made it impossible to wait. Still, she remembered his last words ever uttered to her, bitter and hard they had hit a nerve in her, she might be in love with this man but not his harsh words:

"Dana, you are throwing away a promising career in medicine to work with the FBI – you must be joking?" When she had just stared at him, he had continued. "You'll find nothing there to make you happy or fulfilled; all you'll find is a few wasted years and a struggle to get back to medicine. You're running away from me – from us. Don't do this, I'll work this out."

Tiredly, her fuming eyes had burned into his; "Daniel, there is no us – never will be! You're married and I won't be the one to create hell in your family's lives. I want to join the FBI next year."

"You're too young to know how much you'll regret this FBI foolishness, Dana" He wasn't listening to a single word she said.

"I'm not a child, Daniel." She had turned on her heels and walked out of him, knowing she would do anything in her power not to see him again before she left. Not once had she looked back.

It didn't mean his words didn't hurt, or leaving him hadn't hurt. I did! It had! Somehow, the ache in her heart always became heavier when she had crossed words with her dad. Too lost in her own world she didn't see where she was walking, but felt the pain in her head when she walked right into something. Or someone, to be correct.

TBC