DISCLAIMER: I owneth them not, please sueth me not also.
CHAPTER SUMMARY: elsewhere, Mulder witnesses the abduction of his sister. How does he handle it, what happened to Samantha, and how is she connected to scully?
A/note: another REALLY short one, avoiding the alien abduction arc. Running with the murdered concept. Due to series inconsistencies, I'm going to skip the abduction scene. Erm... oh yeh, I put the dates in, because even I got confused with the timeline, so you gotta watch them. THIS CHAPTER IS THE MOST INSANE THING I EVER WROTE! You'll see why. Happy reading!
Most of this is the voice in Mulder's head going spazz immediately after Sam's abduction. So just picture him on the floor staring into space and you are in his head. Mulder's brain is so cruel to him...
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8:32pm
November 22nd, 1973
Mulder residence, Chilmark, Massachusetts
'Holy shit.'
'Sam was right. I did lose it.
"Sam?"I whisper.
'I lost her. No I didn't. She was taken.'
'Who took her? How was she taken?'
I blink consciously and finally stop looking out at the window and down at the Stratego board in front of me. My brain's not with it. I have no idea what is going on with that board. After a shaky attempt, I find my legs. They're there, I just can't feel them. I walk outside and look left, right and then left again.
There's nothing outside. No cars and no people.
It hits me. Sam is gone; she was taken.
'Taken by whom?'
"I DON'T KNOW!" I yell out at the question. I'm scared. I notice that my heart is pounding in my chest and it hurts like a bastard.
'Where did she go?'
I look around again. No change in the scenery. I look up.
'Maybe she was taken'
I think I see a star shoot out of the corner of my eye. Maybe she was taken.
'I'm not even upset.'
"Of course I'm upset!'' I yell back.
It's true. I'm not even crying. Why aren't I crying? I still don't know what just happened. I dropped my head and start sniffing. That led to crying. I know what I saw. What I saw wasn't real. I'm lying to myself.
'Sure I was. I know exactly what happened to her. I knew and didn't help her. What kind of brother am I?'
I clap my hands over my ears. Shut up! Shut up!
'I couldn't move. I didn't care. I still don't!'
I tuck my chin into my chest and grit my teeth. Stop it! I know! It's not my fault though! She was taken from me. Tears are running in the creases on my face. I clench my fists into my hair, and screw my eyes closed. I'm feeling hot in the two t-shirts I'm wearing. I can hear the blood rushing in my ears and there's a storm brewing.
I breathe quickly and heavily through my clenched teeth.
She was taken. She was taken. She was taken.
'By aliens perhaps?'
"Yes! It was them!" I grind through my teeth.
My jaw snaps open and I cry aloud.
I can't... I, I can't breathe. I breathe out... but, but pulling sufficient air back in is... it's near impossible.
As my crying intensifies, my body becomes exhausted. I lean forwards and bend my knees till I'm close to the ground. I let myself fall down. The ground is cold and gritty.
I don't care. Maybe something will take me too. I hope it does. I'll find Samantha. My pare-
Oh shit. Mum and dad will ask so many questions. I don't know the answers!
I pull my knees up until I can feel pressure on my stomach. I'm being squashed. How small can I make myself? Maybe when they come home they'll trip over me.
I close my eyes. My mind is blank. I can't see anything in my mind's eye.
'You'll never find her.' The voice mocked him.
I open my eyes; just a little bit.
"Yes I will." He sobbed.
'Good luck with that.'
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Wow, that was crazy to write ('scuse the pun) I didn't want Mulder to go psycho. I wanted him to crawl inside himself and rock back and forth.