Missing Scene: Kill Switch

by Trycee

Time Line: Season 5: Kill Switch episode

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, it's owned by Chris Carter. This is written for fun not profit.

"Ouch!", Mulder yelled out as his wrist burned and bled.

Scully was trying to hold him up, with her arms around his waist, trying to guide his massive and muscular frame through the woods to the car. The smell of the burning trailer just beyond them was overwhelming, choking them as the wind shifted in their direction. They finally made it to the car and Scully helped Mulder into the passenger seat.

"Ahh...", he yelped, turning to look up to her.

Scully was hovering over him, touching the tender area of his wrist that had been handcuffed and singed by the machine that now lay in pieces behind them, glowing against the backdrop of the approaching dawn.

"Mulder", she said, quietly, looking at the wounds. "Let me get the medical kit out of the trunk. Don't touch it."

"I won't," he said, as the pain and shock began to wreck his body.

She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out the keys and opened the trunk, searching through their overnight gear kept in both of their cars for her medical stash. She pull out an antibiotic cream and gauze and a shot to ease his pain and rushed back to his side.

"I'm gonna give you this pain killer, alright?", she said in a motherly tone. "Then I'm gonna wrap it and get you to the hospital. After we call this in."

"NO!", he screamed, causing her to jump. "NO HOSPITALS SCULLY! I don't want to see the inside of a hospital again!"

"But Mulder!", she began.

"I said NO!", he said, shaking his head fiercely. "Just give me the shot and I'll be okay."

She stood there a second staring into his eyes. She could see he was frightened and was trying to hide it. "Okay Mulder," she said, testing the needle and then shooting it into his arm. "No hospitals, this one time. The scorching is not too bad. It could've been worst."

"It was worst!", he said, shaking his head. He was seated with the car door open and his legs were outstretched onto the ground. She had to stand in between his legs to get closer.

Scully was dumbfounded. "Did you hit your head, Mulder? What happened in there?"

"I don't want to talk about it!", he said, irritated.

She sighed as she put on her gloves and applied the ointment and bandaged up his wounds. "Feeling any better, Mulder?"

"Yeah, it's starting to take effect, I don't feel a thing."

"Good. I'm gonna call the local sheriff out here in Norfolk County and report this incident. By the time they get here it'll all be burnt down," she said, turning to look at the blaze behind her that was starting to shrink down and burn out.

"Yeah, you do that," he said, lifting his arms and then feet, repositioning himself into the passenger seat.

Scully hit the window button so he could get some fresh air and then closed the door. Mulder laid his head back and closed his eyes. Scully reached out to touch his head, letting her hand linger across his forehead for a second before removing it. She then turned to walk over to the driver side and dialed the number to the sheriff.

Mulder was out amongst the wreckage, giving a statement to the sheriff, explaining the suicide of Esther Narin, After watching the retrieval of Esther Narin's charred remains by the coronor, Scully turned her attention back to Mulder. Being careful not to touch his wrist, she grabbed his arm, guiding him as they walked towards the car. "I need to get you home, Mulder."

"No," he said, stopping them both mid-step. She looked up at Mulder and he was shaking his head. "Scully, no!"

"You don't want to go home? You won't let me take you to the hospital! Where do you want to go?"

"To your house," he said, looking down into her eyes.

She could feel a slight tremble throughout his arm and she could see the fear clearly in his deep hazel eyes. "Okay, Mulder. I'll take care of you," she said softly.

Scully watched him for a second before stepping away from him and rounding her way to the driver's side of the car. She aimed the car back to D.C. Scully dialed Skinner and explained that Mulder was hurt. She told him she would be taking Mulder back to her apartment and that if he needed her report, to stop by and pick it up a little later. Skinner didn't seem surprised that Mulder would be staying with her, Mulder had crashed over at her place on more than one occasion and vice versa. Scully locked eyes with Mulder and could see that he was watching her as she hung up the phone with Skinner. "What is it?"

"Nothing," he said, quietly. "Thanks for saving me Scully."

"Of course, Mulder. You'd do that for me."

"Its more than that," he sighed. "Its much more than that."

"What do you mean?"

He smiled to himself for a moment. "Nothing...nothing", he said, turning to look at the window.

Scully turned from him more confused than ever but she was going to wait for him to tell her when he was ready. She knew it was just a matter of time before he would need to tell her what happened to him in the computer trailer. She knew he'd tell her eventually what had been affecting him so much, she just needed to be patient.

When they arrived at her apartment, Scully helped him take off his coat and then went into her spare bedroom, grabbing up some of his clothes from the drawer where she kept some of his spare clothes, he'd left over her house numerous times. She grabbed up a blanket from the linen closet and came out to find him sitting on the couch. "Mulder, you want to sleep?"

"No,Scully", he said, clicking on the remote. "Its just 10 in the morning. I couldn't sleep no how."

"You want to shower? I'll wrap your hands and wrist for you", she said, still puzzled by his behavior.

"Okay," he said, standing up and heading towards the bathroom.

She laid a t-shirt and sweat pants on the towel rack including some clean boxers and socks. She could feel him watching her but she kept her eyes on the task at hand. She walked over to her seldom used shower and then turned to face him.

Scully could see him wince as he looked at his bandaged wrist carefully wrapped in plastic by his partner. She unbuttoned the wrist buttons on his work shirt. He looked uncomfortable but she smiled at him shyly. "Mulder, I've seen you naked before. I'm your doctor as well as your partner and your friend."

"Most partners don't see each other naked though Scully," he said. "I think we may be the only ones. Now what does that tell you?"

She shook her head. "Mulder, maybe because we always end up in some crazy situation that causes us to see each other naked."

"Maybe," he said, quietly as she began to unbutton his shirt. Scully's fingers stopped as the small patch of Mulder's chest hair became exposed.

Mulder watched as she stared at his chest. He could see the sudden recognition in her eyes that she was staring, unmoving in front of him. She glanced up into his eyes, red blush coloring her cheeks and then her hands began to move again, gently removing his shirt off his arms. He had a chill rush over him from the cool air and from the gentle touch of her bare hands against his arms. She glanced up quickly to his chest and her face reddened again as she turned her gaze away.

She looked nervous as she stood before him. "Do you want me to...?", she said, glancing down quickly to the button fly and then back up to his eyes.

She was met by a shocked expression but it quickly faded as Mulder held his breath. Mulder's shock was quickly replaced by a pained expression as his body began to react to Scully's close approximation to his nether regions. She undid the button and then unzipped his pants. She turned away keeping her back to him and then dipped her hand into the shower water, checking the temperature.

"Scully...I...ah", Mulder said, looking back down towards his pants.

She glanced down, "Oh!", she said, shyly and then began to pull his pants down.

Scully tried to keep a distance between herself and Mulder's nether region. Her eyes were clamped shut as she slid the pants and boxers down to his ankles but had to open her eyes to help him step out of it. She grabbed up his pants gripping his clothes in her hands and ventured to look him in the eyes. He looked as terrified as she did. "You got?", she stopped, and stared, her mouth gaped open.

"Yeah, I think I can...", Mulder said, as his own cheeks colored. He placed his bandaged hands over his crotch area. "Thanks Scully."

"No problem," she said, as she turned quickly on her heels, practically running out of the bathroom and closing the door shut.

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