Mother and Father : The Reckoning

Dana Scully rolled over in her bed and tried to stay asleep. Her alarm was piercing her eardrums and she frowned in annoyance and took a deep breath as she moved her arm out from under her covers and hit the alarm clock where it stopped suddenly. Scully reveled in the silence for a moment and closed her eyes, feeling her body tempting her to go back to sleep. But she knew that she had to get up. She then smiled to herself and reached over to the other side of the bed to reach out to Mulder and…

Scully opened her eyes suddenly in shock at herself, and she felt the falling feeling in her stomach. She couldn't believe she was still doing this. Mulder was over. She had to get over him or it would eat her up inside. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes tight as tears threatened to burst from them. She felt her heart beating fast as she thought about the mornings when they would wake up together and share a morning kiss before going to work. She could almost feel his skin on her hands. Scully forced herself up into a sitting position and held her head in her hands. How long had it been now? A few weeks? A month? Scully forced herself out of bed quickly and felt the soft carpet hit her feet. She marched to the bathroom and saw her reflection in the mirror looking back at her questioningly. Mulder was over. Get that in your head now before you ruin your friendship with him.

Scully couldn't help her memories run away with her though. She sighed and closed her eyes and remembered the day when it had all turned sour. It had been a normal day, she had been at his apartment and they had fallen asleep together on his couch. Scully had woken up and had found that Mulder wasn't there. She had phoned him but there had been no answer. Panicking, Scully had thoughts that something was happening all over again. It had only been six months since the horrific time they had had with the kidnapping and the abduction. Scully didn't want to experience that again, especailly not now that she felt so strongly for him. She had hurried to work and searched the FBI building until she had finally found him standing in the office with his back to her and his head lowered. Scully had ran up to him, worried that he was ill or upset.

'Mulder?' She asked in anguish and her feet clipped against the floor as she hurried towards him. But he didn't move a muscle. Scully stopped in surprise and then slowed her approach to him. She waited for a moment but again he didn't speak. She felt her heart beating fast in her chest and she couldn't help but feel worried. She slowly raised her hand to touch his shoulder when suddenly Mulder flung around and grabbed her arm madly. Scully cried out in shock and saw his expression on his face.

'Hey!' She exclaimed as Mulder held her arm. 'Mulder! You're hurting me!' She cried out in annoyance and Scully felt Mulder's tight grip on her arm. He glared at her with eyes that looked like they could burn a hole through her. Scully felt hot tears sting her eyes in confusion.

'Mulder please, let go of me!' She exclaimed and Mulder didn't move.

'What have you been doing Scully?' He blurted out angrily. Scully frowned in confusion and felt her arm burning. She couldn't believe he was hurting her.

'MULDER GET OFF ME!' She shouted, now furious, and Mulder seemed to be taken aback and then slowly released his grip on her arm. Scully frowned at him angrily and took a step back. 'What the hell is your problem!' She shouted.

'Scully…' Mulder said, now in a low voice. Scully saw him close his eyes and he looked like he crumbled a bit. She frowned in confusion. 'Scully I… I found this in your car…' He said in a low voice. Scully stared at him as he lifted up a stubbed out cigarette. Scully couldn't believe it.

'Mulder, what has gotten into you…'

'What are a load of Morleys doing inside your car Scully?' Mulder said, anger now lacing his voice. Scully frowned in confusion and felt tears threaten to fall.

'You… you were in my car?'

'I borrowed it! I've used it before, don't you remember?' Mulder asked in a patronising voice. Scully swallowed nervously as she stared at the cigarette in his hand.

'Ok.' She said, trying to calm herself. 'Ok, Mulder. I have no idea why that is in my car. And to be honest, this whole thing is freaking me out.' She said in a wavering voice. Mulder was staring at her like she was an enemy. She hated it.

'Have you been going behind my back?' Mulder said angrily. Scully opened her mouth in shock.

'Mulder how dare you accuse me of this! I wouldn't go near the smoking man you know that!' She said sadly. Mulder edged towards her, his eyes now full of worry.

'But, Scully. What if he had somehow forced you to keep this from me. May be he's trying to get you on his side! Please Scully, you would tell me wouldn't you? Please tell me that you would Scully…' Mulder said, almost begging now. Scully saw the sadness in his eyes and it made her heart ache.

'Mulder. I would never do anything that would break the trust between us.' Scully said, tears making her voice waver. She wanted to hug Mulder, but she couldn't make herself. She could still feel the burning on her arm from where he held her. Mulder looked like he was going to cry too.

'Scully, I'm worried about you. Are you being forced to hide something from me?' He asked desperately. Scully shook her head and tried not to cry. She couldn't believe this was happening.

'Mulder.' She gasped, and reached a hand up to his cheek. 'I love you. I would never hide anything from you.' She whispered, and felt a hot tear roll down her cheek. Mulder stared at her for a moment and then he moved in to hold her, but Scully had to push him back.

'No…' She said, not realising what she was doing. But her body was taking over. 'I… just… give me a while.' She said, and turned away from him.

Scully nearly sobbed as she remembered that day. It hadn't got better after that. Mulder had remained suspicious and Scully felt different around him.

But now, Scully had to face going into work yet again and being with him. Things still weren't right between the two, but they still got on as usual. They hid their problems well, but to anyone that knew them well, they could easily see that Mulder and Scully were definetely not as friendly as they usually were. The lone gunmen had commented on it a week before as a joke, and when Scully had awkwardly not answered, Mulder had made a small joke and it had been laughed off.

Scully sighed heavily and pulled on her suit jacket. She pushed her feet into her heels and left her house silently. She went outside to her car and looked up to the sky and saw the sun shining down on her. The felt the hot glow of it and it made her feel sick. If only the weather was showing how she really felt inside…

Scully got into the car and then switched on the egintion. She took a deep breath and started to reverse out, when suddenly she felt a cold barrel of a gun on the back of her neck and she cried out in fear and slammed the brakes down as fast as she could.

'Don't move a muscle.' The low voice said from behind her. Scully could feel herself shaking. She couldn't believe this was happening.

'Who… who are you?' She asked in a panic.

'Don't ask questions. I'm here because I work for the smoking man. Now you'd better listen up lady and listen up good. We need to know if Mulder had gained any more memories from what happened to him when he was taken away.' The man said, and Scully heard the gun click into place and she cried out as the man grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Scully whimpered in pain as the man pulled her hair hard. 'This is not over. If you don't let us know what he remembers, things will just get worse.' The man said evily, and Scully felt herself shake in fear. She closed her eyes and searched for an answer.

'He.. he doesn't remember anything.' She lied.

'Don't lie to me!' The man shouted, and Scully whimpered in fear as the barrel of the gun poked into her.

'I… I swear to you. He doesn't even talk about it anymore. It's all forgotten about. He would tell me if he remembered something, he tells me everything.' Scully exclaimed in panic, and she felt her heart beating like crazy in her chest. There was a small silence for a moment, and then Scully felt like she was going to be sick when she felt the man's fingers lace her cheek and her neck. She felt anger and fear mixing up inside of her.

'Well then, I'll be back little lady. Don't you think that this if over. If we find out that you are lying…' He said, and Scully could now feel his breath on her ear. 'I'll hunt you down, and take you away. Far, far away, where no one can find you.' He said sickly, and Scully whimpered as his fingers slid across her neck. Scully blinked back angry tears and just when she thought she was going to scream out loud, the man moved and swiftly left the car and slammed the door behind him. Scully sat up straight as soon as she heard the door slam and turned to try and see the man, but there was no sight of him. Shaking, she brushed her hair back into place and tried to calm herself. But she still felt sick from the feeling of him touching her. She blinked back frustrated tears and swallowed heavily. If only Mulder was here now, she would feel safe. She felt tears threaten to fall but she forced herself to be strong.

'No Dana.' She thought, 'you can do this without help.'

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