The Jealousy of A Goddess
by Trycee
Time-Line: Season 6: Alpha-Alternative Ending AND Alternative Universe.
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files, this is written for fun not profit.
**I've attempted to write an X-files story called, The Jealousy of A Goddess many times so I'm hoping that this time I have gotten it right. I thought I was going to take a writing break but apparently not.
***This is an alternative Ending and Alternative Universe story. What if Scully wasn't so accepting of Karen Berquist at the end of Alpha. And what if Mulder confronted her about it? Would she admit her feelings?
The X-files Office:
"You going home? ", Scully asked.
Mulder was sitting in his chair, contemplating the events that had lead to Karen Berquist's suicidal act. Scully noticed that Mulder looked exhausted but she also noticed that he was upset over Karen's death.
"Yeah, pretty soon."
"You think this is your fault," she said, with a light amount of irritation in her voice.
"I think that I... believed her very quickly. I think maybe that was my fault, yeah."?"
Scully sat on the edge of his desk and shook her head.
"What?", Mulder said, looking concerned.
Scully shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing," she said, standing up. "Here," she said, handing him a long mailing tube. "I guess she mailed it off before she died."
He turned the tube over in his hands and looked at the address. He could see the irritation in Scully's features but he opened the tube and out slid Karen's copy of the I Want To Believe poster. Scully turned and walked out the door, leaving Mulder alone.
Scully's Apartment:
Scully slammed her door behind her. She went straight to the fridge and grabbed the bottle of wine she'd left and poured herself a drink. She moved over to the sofa and sat down, snapping on the remote though her mind was elsewhere. She was angry, very angry and she knew exactly why...Karen Berquist. Obviously, despite the fact that she did not believe that this woman was Mulder's usual type of women, he had a been communicating with her online for God only knew how long.
The entire case irritated her. After all, she had just returned from being Mulder's wife at The Falls and they had also gone to Florida during the hurricane where they'd flirted openly with each other. She had felt threatened by Karen but Karen was only a substitute for someone else that had caused a division between herself and Mulder, Diana! He had been with her when he called her, telling her that he wanted her to go with them at El Rico where the Syndicate members and they're families had all been burned to death. She had tried to ignore the fact that he had been with his ex, a woman she despised more than anyone and she wasn't sure in what way that he'd been with her lately. But Mulder also acted as if there was nothing between the two of them; they were only partners whenever Diana was around and it bothered her to her core. She wanted a relationship with him but being around Mulder when he'd been around Diana had proven to Scully that she was second place in his heart.
She was still reeling from all that. It was the main reason that playing Mulder's wife for a week had been so hard on her and why she was so distant with him. And despite the way they had flirted with each other as they sat in Arthur Dales trailer after the hurricane in Florida, having another woman, another brunette who even with Lupus had been close to Mulder, even if it were online was something she couldn't handle.
She sipped harder on her drink and let the liquid calm her nerves. But just as she began to relax, Mulder rammed his fist against her door. She sighed and rolled her eyes. He continued to beat his fist against it until he pulled out his key and opened it to find her still sitting on the sofa, unmoving. "What's the deal? Why didn't you answer the door?"
"Maybe I didn't feel like it," she said, focusing her gaze away from him. "Who gave you permission to come in my door?"
"What the hell is your problem?", he said, walking over to her.
He stood above her looking down. "You've been in a shitty mood this entire case."
"So what if I had?", she said, pouring herself another glass.
Mulder stared at her. "What's gotten into you?"
Scully pushed her shoes off and sat back against the couch, ignoring him. Mulder blocked her view and she turned her head from him, her hand still holding a glass of wine.
"Look, whatever it is, just say it," he said.
"I'm tired Mulder," she said, trying to hide her feelings.
"That's bullshit!", he said, kneeling down in front of her so they were eye to eye. "You've been acting funny this entire case! What the hell is it, Scully?"
"It's nothing," she said.
"You were upset because I knew her."
"You said, you didn't know her."
He stared at her for a long moment. "Dammit, Scully. It's because I was conversing with her online, wasn't it?"
Scully sipped on her drink and then turned her icy eyes towards Mulder, her armor in place. "I could care less who you talk too," she lied.
Mulder smirked. "That whole, questioning of how I knew her, thing you did. And the whole "Women are tricksters too". "
"Jesus, Mulder...", she sighed. "You're acting like I'm a jealous woman!", she said, her neck coloring.
"You are!", he said, as her eyes widened.
"What!", she said, spilling her drink. "What did you say?"
"I said, you are a jealous woman, Scully and I know why."
"Why then?", she said, looking directly into his eyes. "Because believe it or not, Mulder. I have no reason to be jealous of you."
"Not of me," Mulder said, just as vehemently. "Of them."
"Who?", she said, placing her glass down on her coffee table. "Who? Since I'm so jealous," she said, sarcastically.
"Of other women."
Scully could feel the anger rising in her eyes. "You are so full of shit, Mulder. You need to watch where you walk!"
"Admit it !", he said, looking directly into her eyes. "You have an issue with the women in my life."
At that the color drained from Scully's face. Her head dipped low and she did her best to try not to scream. 'The women in his life,' he'd said. "I need to go to sleep, now, Mulder. Now that you've made a complete fool of yourself," she said, rising from her seat but Mulder gripped her arm.
She was inches away from his lips and chin as he stared at her. "I'm not done."
"I say you are," she said, trying to remove her arm but he held fast.
"I said I'm not!", he said, more forcefully.
Scully swallowed hard as she stared at him. "What do you want, Mulder? You obviously won't accept my answer."
"Because it's not the truth."
"It is," she said.
"When you disappeared on me," he said, as she looked off from him. "Look at me, Scully!"
She turned and could see the seriousness that was present in Mulder's eyes. "They took the dead veterinarian away after the dog attack and I turned around and you were gone. Where did you go?"
She glanced down. "I was investigating Karen," she said, her eyes meeting his.
"Why?"
Scully's lip quivered slightly as she tried to come up with an excuse for her jealous behavior towards Karen. "I wanted her to know that I was watching her," she said, quietly.
"Watching her, why?", he said, releasing her hold on him.
"I didn't want you getting hurt," she said, frozen in place.
"You didn't want me to get hurt? How?"
"I really need some sleep," Scully said, turning to walk away but again Mulder grabbed her.
"Answer me!", he yelled.
Scully stood there unmoving. "What do you want me to say, Mulder?"
"I want the truth, Scully. You owe me the truth."
"I owe you the truth?", she screamed back. "This from a man who never even told me about Diana!"
Mulder let his fingers slide down her arm slowly until it fell, again releasing his grip on her. "What am I lying to you about, Scully?"
"Your continued relationship with her," she said.
Mulder's smile widened. "Your kidding, right?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?", she said. "You spent enough time with her lately. You were off with her during the whole El Rico Air Force base-thing. You were both going there and you were bringing me as a tag-along," she said, angrily.
"You were NEVER a tag-along, Scully!"
"Well, thanks for telling me," she said, her blue eyes blazing.
"There's nothing going on between me and Diana," he said, staring into her eyes. "But I want to know what the hell is going on with you. I want the truth!"
"The truth is a convienance for you," she fired back.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?", he said, again grabbing her arm.
"LET ME GO BEFORE I HURT YOU!", she screamed.
Mulder removed his grip on her arm. "What are you saying, Scully? What do you mean, it's a convienance for me?"
Scully's face was as red as her hair as she stared into his darkened eyes. "You are always demanding the truth out of me, Mulder! Yet you supply the truth only when it suits you!"
"That's ridiculous!", he said, standing up and dwarfing her size.
"First of all!", she roared. "You never told me there was history between you and Diana! It explains why you seem to ignore me when she's around!"
"I do NOT ignore you."
"You do!", she said. "If you are back into a relationship with her, just tell me so that I understand the reason I'm being regulated to that of a third wheel!"
"I don't love her!", he said.
"Well," Scully said. "I never took you for having casual relationships with your ex's especially when we're on a case but..."
"I DON'T have a relationship with her!", he screamed. "Okay, I used too but that was a long time ago! Way before I even met you."
Scully stared at him. "Why didn't you ever tell me your history with her, Mulder? I'm your partner. I told you about Jack when we were working with him. Why would you hide that from me?"
Mulder paced around her living room for a moment. "I didn't want to mess up things between us."
"Too late for that," she said. "I get it...Ex's before partners..."
"That's bullshit!", he said.
"Oh, that's right," she said, sarcastically. "Female...big boob'd, legs up to her neck and either blonde or brunette before partner, got it!"
Mulder stared at her for a long moment. "Your being ridiculous."
"Am I?", she said. "You and I were in a similar situation with the whole Jack thing and I didn't act like you do with Diana around...but of course you could argue that we will never know, will we?"
Mulder took off his jacket and threw it on her couch.
"Don't get comfortable, " she warned. "You won't be staying long."
"I'm staying until we get all our feelings out."
"I'm tired...I don't have all night."
"So you have pent-up feelings that would take the entire night to talk out, huh?"
Scully sighed and threw her head back. "I have nothing to talk about, Mulder."
"I think you do!"
"You're wrong," she said.
"I'm right," he said, sitting himself down on her sofa. He patted the padding next to him. "Sit down and let's get this all out."
"What if I don't want too..."
"STOP BEING SO DAMN STUBBORN!", he roared.
"NO, YOU STOP!", she yelled back. "You are in MY HOUSE, Mulder. And I'm asking you to leave."
"Make me!", he challenged.
"Fine, suit yourself," she said, heading towards her bedroom, locking her door and quickly locking the other door that lead from the bathroom to her bedroom.
She curled up in her pillow, listening for sounds of movement. She could hear Mulder flipping channels, making himself at home. Her stomach began to growl but she refused to come out. She closed her eyes as tears began to streak her cheeks.
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