Disclaimer: I don't own the song or The X-Files or anything else in here.
Summary: Agnst to M/O. More Angst. Maybe MSR.
Notes: I took a bunch of elements from other fics. Inspiration if you will. I honestly can't give credit because I can't remember names. I'm don't want to bother xfforum and haven for details either so...if you see refrences from other fics you've read- email me at bowiefan -at-ya hoo with like "fanfic credits" or something. If I took a bit from a story of yours and didn't give you credit- let me know. My ideas blend into thoughts and stories. I'm on 4 different kinds of anti-depressants and psychotics half the time and can't form coherent thoughts. So sorry.
Important Notes: It's a WIP and a new chapter will be up every 2 days. If you have an ideas-let me know. I'm always open as long as there is no S/O involved. I also plan on making this a 2 story part, because well...I can.
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I dont want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I dont want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I dont want to be the bandage if the wound is not mine
-Alanis Morissette
:Not the Doctor
It had been 3 months since Scully had asked for a 5 month personal leave. An extended vacation, she thought to herself as she sat by the phone, ready to call Mulder. She was ready to call him and see how he was doing. Maybe she would even return early. Maybe he had finally come to his senses and realized that he didn't need Scully the way he kept telling her he did. She had felt sufficated by his need, by the feeling of being everything in his life. She had become his rock somewhere along the way, and it was wearing her down. The first month she called her mother everyday to see how he was doing. By the second month she called only once a week because hearing how Mulder was doing only made her want to rush back.
About a week after she left, Mulder had been given a temporary partner. And another..and another, until he had gone through 12 partners in 6 weeks. Halfway through the second month however, he had recieved a partner whom he hadn't intimidated or pushed off. Now it had been 3 weeks and they were out in the field, having solved 2 cases already. Scully was glad that he had finally started to let go, but she also felt the need to return, and claim her spot once again.
She picked up the phone and dialed his number, a number she had come to know by heart better than she knew her own current number. "Hello?" answered a soft femanine voice, which startled Scully.
"Um, Sorry I think I have the wrong number." she was able to get out before she hung up. She thought about the number she dialed in her head and came to the conclusion that she must have dialed a wrong number somewhere. She was about to dial his number again when the phone rang in her hands. She answered without looking at the caller ID and was greeted by Mulders voice.
"Hello?" Scully simply sat there with the phone to her ear. She had the right number the first time she called, she was sure of it now. How else could he have called back? He didn't know her new number.
"Hello? Who is this?" Scully opened her mouth, but again, nothing came out.
"Fox just hang up." There it was, that voice again. That female voice.
"You know you just want to figure out whose on the line because I'm kicking your ass!" Scully heard Mulder laugh and hang up the phone. She didn't move the phone from her ear, she simply sat there, unsure of what to do.