The Curve
Chapter 1
Simple Beginnings
Disclaimer: I do not own the X Files...and if I did Scully and Mulder would have been getting it on since season 1.
It started simply enough. Really there was no way of knowing that it would have escalated the way it had. And in the infinite possibilities and choices one is faced with every day he had to go and do something so...crazy.
Sure he had a reputation as the FBI's resident whack job, but there is a line that even he rarely crosses.
She would probably never speak to him again. It was kind of funny though, when you think about it.
Not funny haha, but funny like oh you made total jackass out of yourself funny.
In his defense it wasn't totally his fault, not completely anyway when you looked at it abjectly. She defiantly had her fault in it as well. Oh yes, she was no saint, that partner of his.
Then there was that man. Oh how he should have killed him when he had the chance. It would have been soo easy. And years with the FBI left him more then knowledgeable about how to dispose of a body and get away with it.
It would have been so god damn easy.
Maybe it is that way of thinking that led him to where he was now.
Sighing Fox looked up at the group of people stairing at him expectedly.
Casting a glare at the leader of this little dog and pony show he stood from plastic chair.
"Hi, I'm Fox Mulder and I have anger management issues."
He was met with a greeting that resounded from everyone in the therapy circle.
Or more appropriately called the 7th ring of hell.
This was a conspiracy.
Okay anyone curious? I hope so. This isn't going to be a very long fic...I think but just enough to amuse you. The more reviews I get the quicker I'll update. Also if you have any speculations as to what our favorite febbie did feel free to tell me.