Okay guys, I wrote this throughout school today. This first part is relatively short. AND for the reason that I think it makes sense breaking it into more than one just big chapter. I wanted to type a story where at the end of Orison Mulder was with the Scully the whole night, keeping her safe and keeping her together. You wont have a long wait til the next chappie is up. You won't even have to wait until tomorrow. I just need to finish typing it up on MS Word. R&R PLEASE?

This story is a continuation to SEASON 7 EPISODE 7, ORISON. MSR.
If you cannot remember which episode this is... It's the one where Donnie Pfaster comes back. AND he is seeking a red head! COUGH SCULLY COUGH

"Ooh Oh, whoa, whoa Oh
Someone to count on
In a world ever changin'
Here I am
Stop where your standin'
"

Don't Look Any Further
Chapter One- Let Me Hold Your Hand

As Mulder enters the front door, with haste he drew his gun on Donnie Pfaster, fear in him rising… wondering where Scully is.

"Put your hands up!" He yelled to the killer carrying candles in his arms. Mulder placed his hand on Donnie's shoulder but he does not obey.

Instead, Donnie turned his head away to see Scully coming forth out of the bedroom. She looked completely disheveled. She held a gun loosely in her right hand and focused solely on Donnie. It was as if she didn't even notice Mulder there.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked her health, being his first concern in the situation.

As a bullet casing struck the ground, Scully's face was illuminated by a gunshot. The bullet was fired from Scully's gun and through Donnie's rib cage. Mulder however was distracted by the bursting of an overhead light which was blown out from the bullet. Once he turned back towards Scully and Donnie. Scully had the most horrific look upon her face. She was horrified at what she had just done.

Just as Donnie Pfaster's body dropped dead on the floor of the apartment, Scully soon collapsed helplessly into the arms of Mulder. The fight she had fought completely drained her from all energy she had. As Mulder held Scully in his tights protective hold, he checked Donnie's pulse. Dead.

"It's okay Scully; I'm here," He whispered soothingly, smoothing her hair and never loosening his grip on her. "I called Marshall Daddo before I left to check on you. He should be here any second." Scully turned her gaze to him. Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes as they met his.

"Mulder," she said gently, tears erupting from the corners of her eyes, her voice breaking.

"Come here," He pulled her small body into his, still amazed at how well they fit together.

He could feel the heaving of her chest and decided to place both hands on either side of her head and lift it so that it would be angled toward him. Her eyes were shut; Mulder suspected that she was trying to calm herself down. He placed a firm kiss on her forehead. Marshall Daddo walked in to witness the scene, two agents on the floor, clearly in love. He walked in to see a man holding a woman protectively placing a tender kiss on her skin. With a clearing of his throat, Marshall Daddo interrupted the moment the two had shared and Mulder and Scully were brought back to the reality of what had just happened. The two shared a moment of unspoken words before turning their full and direct attention to Marshall Daddo and the team just behind them, As Scully and Mulder both told their stories to the officials, Mulder never let go of her hand and she never let go of his.

Next Chapter should be up in a bit.
In the meantime... reviews would be spectacular.
-A.