Mulder couldn't feel any worse. In his zealousness to get what he wanted, he got nothing. Scully was irritated with him. She had all the right to be. Mulder had just proved her the complete asshole he could be. That was his best friend, his partner, the woman he was in love with, and this is how he treated her? He felt like shit…and he deserved it.
Later that day, he went back to his apartment still feeling like crap. He sat once more in the sofa and meditated about everything he had done.
After a few minutes, Vanessa had arrived.
Vanessa: Ey…
Mulder was sitting with his face buried in his hands.
Mulder: There's you purse…take it and leave.
She went to take her purse and looked back at him.
Vanessa: Is this the way you're gonna be your whole life? Just feeling sorry about yourself?
Mulder: (face still buried in his hands) Vanessa, I don't need this right now…
Vanessa: I'm going to tell you something…either you spend all your time thinking on what would have been or you take action.
He lifts up her head to look at her.
Mulder: Like what?
Vanessa: You could try and win her back…or (voice softens)…or you can forget her. (There's a silence for a while) Fox…(she starts caressing her hair) I can help you forget her. (She begins to kiss him under his ear)
Mulder: (pushes her away) Vanessa no!
Vanessa: (pulls back a bit) (smiles) Good…well, I have to go. I wish you the good luck in the world, dear.
With those words, she brushed her hand against his cheek and placed a kiss on his forehead. She smiled and left.
At the hallway, as Vanessa came out, Dana was walking in. Dana's face turned to surprise and anger as she saw Vanessa walk giddily out of Mulder's apartment.
Dana walks in with a bundle of papers on her.
Mulder: (surprised) Dana!…Dana, I-
Scully: It's Scully, and no, I didn't come here to talk about that, I came here with Mr. Morison's autopsy results. That's all.
He was about to disagree but the sound of her voice sounded very urgent. Plus he didn't want her to turn around and leave. She was here; he didn't want to ruin that.
Scully: Well, all I found were some fragments of glass in his body, but that's not what technically caused his death. What apparently, and obviously did kill him were the two gun shot wounds: one whose entry was at the forehead and exit was at the base of the neck, indicating that he was shot at point blank. The second one, at his stomach suggests that he had severe blood loss, which actually means he was first shot at the stomach and later at his head. Maybe someone was trying to extract information out of him. They first shoot him at his stomach, make him scarred, they get what they want and finally dispose of him in the end.
Mulder: That makes no sense.
Scully: It makes perfect sense.
Mulder: What about the glass? Where did it come from?
Scully: He might have fallen into it.
Mulder: And it was inside his body? I don't think so.
Scully: What do you suggest? He ate it? I've already arranged for ballistics to check on the bullet…and yes I did find the bullets.
Mulder: Maybe he did eat it. Or maybe someone or, something, put it there and he was shot just so that he could end his suffering.
Scully: Why was she here?
Mulder jumped a bit.
Mulder: What?
Scully: Why was she here?
Mulder: Scully I-
Scully: WAIT! No…I don't want to know. Mulder, why are you with her? I mean is something wrong? Did I irregularly piss you off and this is how you're getting back at me? 'Cause I have to admit…you got me.
Mulder: It's none of that…
Scully: Then what? DAMN IT I hate that woman. You Goddamn know I do. And you go on ahead and make me feel inferior to her like this? You call yourself my partner after that? You say I'm the only one you trust? Sometimes I don't get you…
As she kept making her point, Mulder went to her, quickly turned her around and kissed her.
It didn't last more than 3 seconds when she replied to him with a surprise slap to the face.
Scully: (surprised) Why did you do that! What were you thinking!
Mulder: (holding his face from the slap and surprised) I-I'm sorry…I don't know…!
Scully: (loud) I can't believe you. I'm trying to…to talk here… and you…you…
With the least bit of warning, Dana pulled him in for another kiss…and another and another.
Mulder was struck. "What the hell just happened!" He didn't understand at the time but he wasn't about to analyze it either. At that moment, while still kissing each other, he thought he felt her anxiously wondering hands starting to pull his shirt out.
Mulder: (surprised) Scully!
Scully: (quiet, yet exited)…call me Dana.
He gave in. He hadn't noticed how small she was in his arms. To his luck, Mulder noticed the front door was open; Dana wasn't about to let go. He lifted her small body up, and in a balancing act, he threw her against the door, never letting go… never ceasing their anxious sharing of kisses.
As the door closed shut, a woman was standing by in the hallways to Mulder's apartment. A smiling Vanessa left the building with and air of triumph.
Back in the room, Mulder and Scully were creating mayhem. It seemed like they were going wild. Mulder was tearing Scully's jacket off while she pulled of his tie (she never did like it anyway). They took their balancing act, back to the sofa where they remained for at least 5 minutes till Dana, in an attempt to take his belt off, lost her balance and they both fell to the ground.
Scully: (on he floor) Ow…Ow…Ow…
Mulder: (breathing heavily) You okay?…(moans a bit) Dana, you okay?
Scully: (sighed laughter) Yeah…I'm Okay. (Kisses him) Don't stop. (Kisses him once again) Don't stop…
