"SOON"
THIS IS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT X-FILES, HOPE IT'S NOT TO BAD!
THIS IS WRITTEN IN SCRIPT FORMAT, SORRY IF IT'S HARD TO READ!!
Mulder slowly opened his eyes and looked at the clock next to him. It was almost eight thirty. He was surprised he had slept so late, but remembered that he didn't get to bed till almost three in the morning. He ran a hand through his hair, which he was sure was sticking up every way possible. He climbed out of the bed and popped the TV on to see the morning sports cast. His doorbell rang, and he knew before he even answered it, that it was Scully. He opened the door and looked at Scully. He was expecting to see her in her usual suit, but instead she was dressed in sweats.
S-Hi
M-Scully… what are you doing? We have to report in at 9:30.
S-Not today.
She walked past him and sat down on his couch.
S-Skinner, took us off of the Keslov case. He said that we have the next three days off.
M-Why?
S-There's a new recruit, and he wants that agent to be the profiler with John.
M-Wow, I can't even remember the last day we had off.
S-Get dressed, let's go for a run.
M-Why don't we watch a video and veg out?
S-Mulder, I've seen your collection, I think I'll pass.
He started to open his mouth and retort when she gave him her famous look.
M-Alright, I won't tease you right now, but you'll get a double dose later.
Scully shook her head and began to stretch as Mulder changed his clothes.
He came out of his room a few minutes later and watched as Scully stretched her legs. She always moved with such grace. She glanced up at him making him break their locked gaze. She blushed a little and stood up grabbing her cell phone and shoving it in her pocket.
They exchanged few words while on their run, mainly talking about what they planned on doing with the next couple of days off.
S-I think I'm going to visit my mother. It's been a while since I've seen her.
M-Maybe I should come with you.
S-I don't think that's such a good idea.
M-Why not? Your mother loves me.
S-I'm hardly in the mood to have her tease me about our relationship. We get enough of that at the office.
M-You insult me Scully. Are you saying that a relationship with me is that foul of an idea?
S-I…uh…Mulder, you know what I mean.
She looked up at him and for a moment she thought his eyes looked so sad.
M-Let's go grab something to eat.
She nodded her head. She followed him on their jog to their usual diner. Mulder grabbed a table while she went to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. She grabbed a few napkins and blotted her skin dry. She stole a glance in the mirror at her reflection. Her cheeks were all flushed. Whether it was from running or Mulder's statement she didn't know. She knew she cared for Mulder and at times thought that he cared for her as well. At least beyond the bonds of friendship. She always felt so torn when she thought of her feelings for him. Being hurt by him was one of her greatest fears. Especially with being his partner. She shook her head, as if to shake those thoughts right out and made her way to where he was sitting.
M-I took the liberty of ordering for you.
S-If it used to moo, I'll have to shoot you.
M-You never let me have any fun.
About ten minutes later their waitress brought their food as he was explaining what he had planned for his next couple of days off.
S-Mulder, your so terrible. I don't want to hear about your little excursions.
M-All I said was that I might go to club and check out the nightlife. It's been a while.
S-I feel sorry for the little floozy you pick up.
M-Who said I was picking up a floozy?
S-I'm not going to debate you on this.
M-Who said we were having a debate? I just want to go out and have a couple of drinks.
Scully quirked an eyebrow up at him and glanced at her watch.
S-I think I should be going. I need to go pack.
M-Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? Your mother would be so happy to see me.
S-Mulder, I think I can handle my mother all by myself.
M-Be careful.
She looked at his serious gaze and felt her heart skip a beat. She smiled and nodded her head.
S-I will.
She put some money on the table and went to her apartment to pack. Mulder stayed at the diner finishing his meal and decided to go to the market. He didn't really feel like clubbing. He just wanted to see the look on Scully's face when he said that. She hadn't even left town yet and he was already missing her. He thought they would have spent their few days off together, and was surprised when she said she was going to her mother's. He had to admit he was hurt that she didn't want him to go with her. He loved her mother and thought she was a crack up when she started nagging Scully to go out with him. He smiled at the thought and tried to remember when he started seeing Scully in a different way. Maybe he always had, but never realized it. Words could never express how much he felt for her. She was the only person he had left, and she always stood by him. A world without her friendship and support would not be one worth living in. She made him complete in every sense of the word. He glanced down at his watch and threw some money on the table. Before heading home, he stopped at the market to pick up some junk food and some beer. Maybe he would even rent a couple of movies that weren't rated x. He tossed the bags of food into one hand and grabbed his mail out of the box with the other. He set his groceries on the table and flipped through the mail. Bill, bill, junk, bill, and…
He glanced at the manila envelope. The envelope had the words "open me" on it with no addresses and no postage. He ripped it open and pulled out a letter. He unfolded the paper and in block style writing it said "SOON" He reached back in the envelope and pulled out several snapshots. One was a picture of he and Scully at the park. Others were pictures of Scully covered in what looked to be like blood, making her appear dead. The last one was a picture of her sleeping. He glanced at the surroundings in the picture and knew it was her bedroom. Sweat formed on his brow and he felt his heart beat skyrocket.
He ran to his phone hoping to catch her before she left. He dialed frantically and listened to the phone as it kept ringing. He hung and dialed her cell phone. After three rings her voicemail came on.
M-Scully turn your damn phone on! Call me as soon as you get this message. I'm on my way up there. Get to your mother's and stay put!
Mulder ran around the house looking for Ms. Scully's phone number. He couldn't believe that he had lost her number. He grabbed a duffel bag and stuffed some clothes, toiletries and grabbed the pictures before speeding off. About forty minutes later he reached in his duffle for his phone. He searched the bag with his hand while the other had the wheel. After tearing everything out, he realized that he left it at home on his bed. He slammed his hand down on the wheel in anger.
M-Damn it!
He sped up frantically trying to get to her mother's house before it was too late. He knew that she wouldn't have taken her gun with her. About an hour layer he pulled up in her mother's drive honking his horn. He jumped out of the car with his gun drawn and ran to the front door. Ms. Scully came running out of the house towards Mulder.
MsS-Fox! What's wrong!
M-Where is she?
MsS-She left! She got your message and tried calling you over and over. You didn't answer her calls, she was worried about what happened and went to find you.
M-I need your phone.
He ran into the house with her right on his heels. He grabbed the receiver and dialed in her cell number. Scully answered it on the second ring.
S-Mulder?
M-Where are you?
S-I'm about 20 minutes away from your apartment.
M-Good. Look Scully, there's someone after you.
S-What are you talking about Mulder?
M-I received these pictures in the mail today, just go to my apartment. Grab a gun out of the dresser and make sure the doors are locked.
S-Jesus Mulder, you'd think I'd know the basics by now.
M-Call back up.
S-No, Mulder, you're making too much of this. Relax. I'm ok, I'll be fine really. I'll see you in about an hour and a half.
M-Just be careful.
He hung up the phone and told Ms. Scully he would call her later then hopped in his car to get to Scully.
Scully pulled up in front of Mulder's apartment and grabbed her bags out of the car. She looked up and down the street and shook her head. She hoped Mulder was over reacting as usual. Within moments she was settled at his place, placing her luggage next to the door. She locked the doors and walked to his bedroom to get a gun out of the nightstand. She made sure it was loaded and then sat down on the couch flipping the TV on. She channel surfed for a few minutes and felt her eyes getting heavy. She put the TV on mute and leaned back closing her eyes. Within minutes she was asleep.
About an hour later Mulder parked outside of his building and ran up the stairs to his apartment. He swung the door open with his gun drawn.
M-Scully!
Scully jumped up, startled from the nap she had taken and grabbed the gun pointing at the person who walked in the door. Mulder flipped the lights on and was relieved to see Scully, even if she did have a gun pointed at him.
S-Mulder…what's going on?
He put the gun down on the table and quickly walked over to where she sat. He grabbed her in a fierce hug, squeezing her small frame. He pulled back slowly and placed the palm of his hand on her cheek, and stared into her ocean blue eyes.
M-Are you all right?
S- I'm fine. Really I am. Tell me what happened.
She touched the hand that he held cradling her face, and he pulled her close again. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and walked over to his duffle bag.
M- These were in my mailbox today. I opened this envelope after I came back from the market.
As she reached for the photos she had a big smile on her face and chuckled.
S-You went to the market?
M-Damn it Scully, I'm serious.
S-I'm sorry…
She glanced at the photos of her and Mulder. He watched her as she gazed down at the pictures of her, waiting for her reaction. Then she stopped at the picture of herself sleeping. The realization that someone had been watching her did bother her.
S-Well, we can take these to Skinner in the morning and see what he thinks.
M- I think we should take them now. Why aren't you taking this seriously?
S-Mulder, I am. This isn't the first time some sick-o has done something like this. I'm just really tired. I'll sleep here tonight if that makes you feel better.
M- All right.
He sat down next to her and grabbed the TV remote. They watched TV for a while until Scully drifted off. He glanced down at her with her head resting on his shoulder. He tucked a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear and smiled. He would keep her no matter what. No one was going to take his Scully. His Scully. He wished that were true, but knew that she had reservations. He scooted from beneath her body and hoisted her up in the air. She snuggled closer to his chest as he walked to his bedroom and turned down the blankets. He gently lay her down and pulled the blankets over her small form. He was tempted to lye beside her and hold her close for the rest of the night, but figures she would probably shoot him when she awoke in the morning. He went back to the sofa and decided to get a few hours of shuteye before heading in to the office in the morning.
The next morning she woke him so he could get ready to go to the office with her. About a half hour later they walked into Skinner's office and told him about what happened and showed him the photo's. Skinner than tossed a file down on the desk towards Scully. She picked up the file and glanced at the name on it. It was a name that was familiar to her when she first started her line of work.
S-Sir, what does Bill Mason have to do with this?
Sk-He escaped from Penn State three days ago. I hardly find it a coincidence that Mulder receives these pictures of you since Mason's escape.
M-So who is this Mason guy?
S-He was a serial killer that I helped to put in jail about eight years ago. This happened before I met you. Mason would rape and then strangle his victims. After they were dead, he would remove their heart, and place dead flowers in the chest cavity.
M-Do we have any leads to where he's at? Any old friends or family?
S-I don't believe he had any family left. He killed his mother, no father, and he was an only child.
Sk-Well, I will have Penn State call you with the information they have on his escape. If you want Agent Scully, I can have an agent outside your apartment at all times.
M-She'll take it.
Scully looked up at Mulder and decided not to argue with him at this point. She grabbed the file and went to her car. Mulder followed behind her and grabbed her arm as she started to climb in.
M-Scully wait…
S-What?
M-I…be careful. I'll stop by later. I have a few things I have to do first.
S-Mulder, you don't have to come over to make sure I'm all right. I can take care of myself.
She got in the car frustrated. Mulder let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes with his hand. Why did she always have to be so damn stubborn? Scully drove to her apartment glad to be home. She opened the door with her gun drawn and did a thorough check making sure that everything was the same as when she left it. She glanced out the window and saw an unmarked car parked right out front. Wow, she thought, Skinner didn't waste any time. She decided to run a hot bath. She wanted to clear her mind, and to get Mulder out of her head. She grabbed a towel and tossed her clothes in the hamper. She laid her robe on her bed and closed the bathroom door behind her. She sighed out loud as the hot water soothed her skin. She leaned her head against the back of the tub and hummed to the cd of Mozart playing softly behind her. About a half hour later she climbed out of the tub and dried herself off. She grabbed her bottle of lotion and slathered some of the cool cream on. Scully opened the door to grab her robe. She looked at the bed and saw that it was not there. She glanced around the room quickly and spotted it on the back of a chair. She gazed at it with a confused look. She could have sworn she left it on the bed. She grabbed the robe and slipped the smooth silk on and went back to the bathroom to clean the mess. She wiped up the floor and jumped when she heard her front door shut. She dove to the floor next to her bed and grabbed her gun off of her dresser. She walked slowly to the bedroom door and glanced around the corner just as Mulder walked into the bedroom. Mulder grabbed on to her arms to keep her from falling.
M-Scully, are you ok?
S-Mulder, what are you doing here?
M- I knocked, didn't you hear me?
S-No, I didn't hear you. You almost gave me a heart attack. I thought you were him. What are you doing here?
M- I forgot to tell you. Tonight you're having a sleep over buddy.
S- Mulder, that's not necessary. There's an agent outside.
M-I brought non-triple x movies.
He could see the corners of her mouth turning up making him smile.
S-Did you move my robe when you came in?
M- No, I was in the living room. Why?
S-I left it on the bed. I'm sure of it. When I came out of the bathroom, it was on the back of that chair.
M-Do you think Mason was here?
S-No…I don't know. I was just so sure that I put it there.
M-Why don't you get dressed, and I'll order something to eat.
She nodded her head and took a pile of clothes to the bathroom to get changes. A few minutes later she walked out to the living room and glanced out the window and saw the cop car still sitting out front. Mulder walked into the living room with her gun in his hand.
M-Why isn't this loaded? Is this the gun you had a few minutes ago?
S-Yes, of course it's loaded. I put a full clip in this morning.
He released the clip from the gun, clanking the floor with a hollow sound. He could tell she was frightened by the confused look on her face.
M-I think we should pack up and head to my place.
S-Mulder,I'm not leaving my home.
M-Look, from the time that I left you at the office, this guy has already been here going through your stuff. He had the perfect opportunity at hurting you.
S-Stop it!
M-Why? It's the truth. He's planning something. He's playing games with you.
S-We don't even know if someone was here! Maybe I'm losing my mind! All I know is that I'm not running away from this. We're not even positive it's Mason!
M- I just want you to stay with me at my place for a couple of days. Just until we get him.
S-I'm not some scared little girl Mulder! I'm not some little floozy that needs to be saved by you!
M-That's right, you're not! Your only the one person that I care most about in my life, who happens to have some psycho serial killer after her!
He turned his back towards her and slammed his fist down on the counter. Tears filled her eyes as she stood staring at his back, not knowing what to say next.
M-Damn it Scully, I don't want to lose you…
She took a step closer to him and put a hand on his back. He took a deep breath and did the only thing that came to mind. He spun around and pulled her tight within his embrace. He kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes at the feel of his warm mouth on her skin. She felt his warm breath tickle her skin as he leaned lower, using his one hand to tilt her chin up. The feel of his lips on hers set her whole body on fire. She parted her lips to his as his hands caressed the skin of her back. Never in her whole life had she felt something this amazing and powerful. To Mulder, it was as if he came home. He wanted to hold her and never let her go. He was intoxicated by her scent, taste, and touch. They slowly pulled apart, catching a breath. Scully put a hand to her lips and looked up at Mulder. He was trying to read her thoughts, but she wore no emotion on her face except her tear stained eyes from a few moments ago.
S-Mulder…
M-I'm sorry…I don't…
S-It's ok, just forget it.
She walked past him to the kitchen to make some tea. She had to get out of there. She couldn't stand to see the look on his face when he told her he was sorry for kissing her.
Mulder could have kicked himself in the ass. He couldn't tell if she was upset because he kissed her, or because he apologized for doing it.
To be cont,
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THIS IS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT X-FILES, HOPE IT'S NOT TO BAD!
THIS IS WRITTEN IN SCRIPT FORMAT, SORRY IF IT'S HARD TO READ!!
Mulder slowly opened his eyes and looked at the clock next to him. It was almost eight thirty. He was surprised he had slept so late, but remembered that he didn't get to bed till almost three in the morning. He ran a hand through his hair, which he was sure was sticking up every way possible. He climbed out of the bed and popped the TV on to see the morning sports cast. His doorbell rang, and he knew before he even answered it, that it was Scully. He opened the door and looked at Scully. He was expecting to see her in her usual suit, but instead she was dressed in sweats.
S-Hi
M-Scully… what are you doing? We have to report in at 9:30.
S-Not today.
She walked past him and sat down on his couch.
S-Skinner, took us off of the Keslov case. He said that we have the next three days off.
M-Why?
S-There's a new recruit, and he wants that agent to be the profiler with John.
M-Wow, I can't even remember the last day we had off.
S-Get dressed, let's go for a run.
M-Why don't we watch a video and veg out?
S-Mulder, I've seen your collection, I think I'll pass.
He started to open his mouth and retort when she gave him her famous look.
M-Alright, I won't tease you right now, but you'll get a double dose later.
Scully shook her head and began to stretch as Mulder changed his clothes.
He came out of his room a few minutes later and watched as Scully stretched her legs. She always moved with such grace. She glanced up at him making him break their locked gaze. She blushed a little and stood up grabbing her cell phone and shoving it in her pocket.
They exchanged few words while on their run, mainly talking about what they planned on doing with the next couple of days off.
S-I think I'm going to visit my mother. It's been a while since I've seen her.
M-Maybe I should come with you.
S-I don't think that's such a good idea.
M-Why not? Your mother loves me.
S-I'm hardly in the mood to have her tease me about our relationship. We get enough of that at the office.
M-You insult me Scully. Are you saying that a relationship with me is that foul of an idea?
S-I…uh…Mulder, you know what I mean.
She looked up at him and for a moment she thought his eyes looked so sad.
M-Let's go grab something to eat.
She nodded her head. She followed him on their jog to their usual diner. Mulder grabbed a table while she went to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. She grabbed a few napkins and blotted her skin dry. She stole a glance in the mirror at her reflection. Her cheeks were all flushed. Whether it was from running or Mulder's statement she didn't know. She knew she cared for Mulder and at times thought that he cared for her as well. At least beyond the bonds of friendship. She always felt so torn when she thought of her feelings for him. Being hurt by him was one of her greatest fears. Especially with being his partner. She shook her head, as if to shake those thoughts right out and made her way to where he was sitting.
M-I took the liberty of ordering for you.
S-If it used to moo, I'll have to shoot you.
M-You never let me have any fun.
About ten minutes later their waitress brought their food as he was explaining what he had planned for his next couple of days off.
S-Mulder, your so terrible. I don't want to hear about your little excursions.
M-All I said was that I might go to club and check out the nightlife. It's been a while.
S-I feel sorry for the little floozy you pick up.
M-Who said I was picking up a floozy?
S-I'm not going to debate you on this.
M-Who said we were having a debate? I just want to go out and have a couple of drinks.
Scully quirked an eyebrow up at him and glanced at her watch.
S-I think I should be going. I need to go pack.
M-Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? Your mother would be so happy to see me.
S-Mulder, I think I can handle my mother all by myself.
M-Be careful.
She looked at his serious gaze and felt her heart skip a beat. She smiled and nodded her head.
S-I will.
She put some money on the table and went to her apartment to pack. Mulder stayed at the diner finishing his meal and decided to go to the market. He didn't really feel like clubbing. He just wanted to see the look on Scully's face when he said that. She hadn't even left town yet and he was already missing her. He thought they would have spent their few days off together, and was surprised when she said she was going to her mother's. He had to admit he was hurt that she didn't want him to go with her. He loved her mother and thought she was a crack up when she started nagging Scully to go out with him. He smiled at the thought and tried to remember when he started seeing Scully in a different way. Maybe he always had, but never realized it. Words could never express how much he felt for her. She was the only person he had left, and she always stood by him. A world without her friendship and support would not be one worth living in. She made him complete in every sense of the word. He glanced down at his watch and threw some money on the table. Before heading home, he stopped at the market to pick up some junk food and some beer. Maybe he would even rent a couple of movies that weren't rated x. He tossed the bags of food into one hand and grabbed his mail out of the box with the other. He set his groceries on the table and flipped through the mail. Bill, bill, junk, bill, and…
He glanced at the manila envelope. The envelope had the words "open me" on it with no addresses and no postage. He ripped it open and pulled out a letter. He unfolded the paper and in block style writing it said "SOON" He reached back in the envelope and pulled out several snapshots. One was a picture of he and Scully at the park. Others were pictures of Scully covered in what looked to be like blood, making her appear dead. The last one was a picture of her sleeping. He glanced at the surroundings in the picture and knew it was her bedroom. Sweat formed on his brow and he felt his heart beat skyrocket.
He ran to his phone hoping to catch her before she left. He dialed frantically and listened to the phone as it kept ringing. He hung and dialed her cell phone. After three rings her voicemail came on.
M-Scully turn your damn phone on! Call me as soon as you get this message. I'm on my way up there. Get to your mother's and stay put!
Mulder ran around the house looking for Ms. Scully's phone number. He couldn't believe that he had lost her number. He grabbed a duffel bag and stuffed some clothes, toiletries and grabbed the pictures before speeding off. About forty minutes later he reached in his duffle for his phone. He searched the bag with his hand while the other had the wheel. After tearing everything out, he realized that he left it at home on his bed. He slammed his hand down on the wheel in anger.
M-Damn it!
He sped up frantically trying to get to her mother's house before it was too late. He knew that she wouldn't have taken her gun with her. About an hour layer he pulled up in her mother's drive honking his horn. He jumped out of the car with his gun drawn and ran to the front door. Ms. Scully came running out of the house towards Mulder.
MsS-Fox! What's wrong!
M-Where is she?
MsS-She left! She got your message and tried calling you over and over. You didn't answer her calls, she was worried about what happened and went to find you.
M-I need your phone.
He ran into the house with her right on his heels. He grabbed the receiver and dialed in her cell number. Scully answered it on the second ring.
S-Mulder?
M-Where are you?
S-I'm about 20 minutes away from your apartment.
M-Good. Look Scully, there's someone after you.
S-What are you talking about Mulder?
M-I received these pictures in the mail today, just go to my apartment. Grab a gun out of the dresser and make sure the doors are locked.
S-Jesus Mulder, you'd think I'd know the basics by now.
M-Call back up.
S-No, Mulder, you're making too much of this. Relax. I'm ok, I'll be fine really. I'll see you in about an hour and a half.
M-Just be careful.
He hung up the phone and told Ms. Scully he would call her later then hopped in his car to get to Scully.
Scully pulled up in front of Mulder's apartment and grabbed her bags out of the car. She looked up and down the street and shook her head. She hoped Mulder was over reacting as usual. Within moments she was settled at his place, placing her luggage next to the door. She locked the doors and walked to his bedroom to get a gun out of the nightstand. She made sure it was loaded and then sat down on the couch flipping the TV on. She channel surfed for a few minutes and felt her eyes getting heavy. She put the TV on mute and leaned back closing her eyes. Within minutes she was asleep.
About an hour later Mulder parked outside of his building and ran up the stairs to his apartment. He swung the door open with his gun drawn.
M-Scully!
Scully jumped up, startled from the nap she had taken and grabbed the gun pointing at the person who walked in the door. Mulder flipped the lights on and was relieved to see Scully, even if she did have a gun pointed at him.
S-Mulder…what's going on?
He put the gun down on the table and quickly walked over to where she sat. He grabbed her in a fierce hug, squeezing her small frame. He pulled back slowly and placed the palm of his hand on her cheek, and stared into her ocean blue eyes.
M-Are you all right?
S- I'm fine. Really I am. Tell me what happened.
She touched the hand that he held cradling her face, and he pulled her close again. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and walked over to his duffle bag.
M- These were in my mailbox today. I opened this envelope after I came back from the market.
As she reached for the photos she had a big smile on her face and chuckled.
S-You went to the market?
M-Damn it Scully, I'm serious.
S-I'm sorry…
She glanced at the photos of her and Mulder. He watched her as she gazed down at the pictures of her, waiting for her reaction. Then she stopped at the picture of herself sleeping. The realization that someone had been watching her did bother her.
S-Well, we can take these to Skinner in the morning and see what he thinks.
M- I think we should take them now. Why aren't you taking this seriously?
S-Mulder, I am. This isn't the first time some sick-o has done something like this. I'm just really tired. I'll sleep here tonight if that makes you feel better.
M- All right.
He sat down next to her and grabbed the TV remote. They watched TV for a while until Scully drifted off. He glanced down at her with her head resting on his shoulder. He tucked a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear and smiled. He would keep her no matter what. No one was going to take his Scully. His Scully. He wished that were true, but knew that she had reservations. He scooted from beneath her body and hoisted her up in the air. She snuggled closer to his chest as he walked to his bedroom and turned down the blankets. He gently lay her down and pulled the blankets over her small form. He was tempted to lye beside her and hold her close for the rest of the night, but figures she would probably shoot him when she awoke in the morning. He went back to the sofa and decided to get a few hours of shuteye before heading in to the office in the morning.
The next morning she woke him so he could get ready to go to the office with her. About a half hour later they walked into Skinner's office and told him about what happened and showed him the photo's. Skinner than tossed a file down on the desk towards Scully. She picked up the file and glanced at the name on it. It was a name that was familiar to her when she first started her line of work.
S-Sir, what does Bill Mason have to do with this?
Sk-He escaped from Penn State three days ago. I hardly find it a coincidence that Mulder receives these pictures of you since Mason's escape.
M-So who is this Mason guy?
S-He was a serial killer that I helped to put in jail about eight years ago. This happened before I met you. Mason would rape and then strangle his victims. After they were dead, he would remove their heart, and place dead flowers in the chest cavity.
M-Do we have any leads to where he's at? Any old friends or family?
S-I don't believe he had any family left. He killed his mother, no father, and he was an only child.
Sk-Well, I will have Penn State call you with the information they have on his escape. If you want Agent Scully, I can have an agent outside your apartment at all times.
M-She'll take it.
Scully looked up at Mulder and decided not to argue with him at this point. She grabbed the file and went to her car. Mulder followed behind her and grabbed her arm as she started to climb in.
M-Scully wait…
S-What?
M-I…be careful. I'll stop by later. I have a few things I have to do first.
S-Mulder, you don't have to come over to make sure I'm all right. I can take care of myself.
She got in the car frustrated. Mulder let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes with his hand. Why did she always have to be so damn stubborn? Scully drove to her apartment glad to be home. She opened the door with her gun drawn and did a thorough check making sure that everything was the same as when she left it. She glanced out the window and saw an unmarked car parked right out front. Wow, she thought, Skinner didn't waste any time. She decided to run a hot bath. She wanted to clear her mind, and to get Mulder out of her head. She grabbed a towel and tossed her clothes in the hamper. She laid her robe on her bed and closed the bathroom door behind her. She sighed out loud as the hot water soothed her skin. She leaned her head against the back of the tub and hummed to the cd of Mozart playing softly behind her. About a half hour later she climbed out of the tub and dried herself off. She grabbed her bottle of lotion and slathered some of the cool cream on. Scully opened the door to grab her robe. She looked at the bed and saw that it was not there. She glanced around the room quickly and spotted it on the back of a chair. She gazed at it with a confused look. She could have sworn she left it on the bed. She grabbed the robe and slipped the smooth silk on and went back to the bathroom to clean the mess. She wiped up the floor and jumped when she heard her front door shut. She dove to the floor next to her bed and grabbed her gun off of her dresser. She walked slowly to the bedroom door and glanced around the corner just as Mulder walked into the bedroom. Mulder grabbed on to her arms to keep her from falling.
M-Scully, are you ok?
S-Mulder, what are you doing here?
M- I knocked, didn't you hear me?
S-No, I didn't hear you. You almost gave me a heart attack. I thought you were him. What are you doing here?
M- I forgot to tell you. Tonight you're having a sleep over buddy.
S- Mulder, that's not necessary. There's an agent outside.
M-I brought non-triple x movies.
He could see the corners of her mouth turning up making him smile.
S-Did you move my robe when you came in?
M- No, I was in the living room. Why?
S-I left it on the bed. I'm sure of it. When I came out of the bathroom, it was on the back of that chair.
M-Do you think Mason was here?
S-No…I don't know. I was just so sure that I put it there.
M-Why don't you get dressed, and I'll order something to eat.
She nodded her head and took a pile of clothes to the bathroom to get changes. A few minutes later she walked out to the living room and glanced out the window and saw the cop car still sitting out front. Mulder walked into the living room with her gun in his hand.
M-Why isn't this loaded? Is this the gun you had a few minutes ago?
S-Yes, of course it's loaded. I put a full clip in this morning.
He released the clip from the gun, clanking the floor with a hollow sound. He could tell she was frightened by the confused look on her face.
M-I think we should pack up and head to my place.
S-Mulder,I'm not leaving my home.
M-Look, from the time that I left you at the office, this guy has already been here going through your stuff. He had the perfect opportunity at hurting you.
S-Stop it!
M-Why? It's the truth. He's planning something. He's playing games with you.
S-We don't even know if someone was here! Maybe I'm losing my mind! All I know is that I'm not running away from this. We're not even positive it's Mason!
M- I just want you to stay with me at my place for a couple of days. Just until we get him.
S-I'm not some scared little girl Mulder! I'm not some little floozy that needs to be saved by you!
M-That's right, you're not! Your only the one person that I care most about in my life, who happens to have some psycho serial killer after her!
He turned his back towards her and slammed his fist down on the counter. Tears filled her eyes as she stood staring at his back, not knowing what to say next.
M-Damn it Scully, I don't want to lose you…
She took a step closer to him and put a hand on his back. He took a deep breath and did the only thing that came to mind. He spun around and pulled her tight within his embrace. He kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes at the feel of his warm mouth on her skin. She felt his warm breath tickle her skin as he leaned lower, using his one hand to tilt her chin up. The feel of his lips on hers set her whole body on fire. She parted her lips to his as his hands caressed the skin of her back. Never in her whole life had she felt something this amazing and powerful. To Mulder, it was as if he came home. He wanted to hold her and never let her go. He was intoxicated by her scent, taste, and touch. They slowly pulled apart, catching a breath. Scully put a hand to her lips and looked up at Mulder. He was trying to read her thoughts, but she wore no emotion on her face except her tear stained eyes from a few moments ago.
S-Mulder…
M-I'm sorry…I don't…
S-It's ok, just forget it.
She walked past him to the kitchen to make some tea. She had to get out of there. She couldn't stand to see the look on his face when he told her he was sorry for kissing her.
Mulder could have kicked himself in the ass. He couldn't tell if she was upset because he kissed her, or because he apologized for doing it.
To be cont,
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