CHAPTER NINE
Bruce returned with a sudden bang of the door and she pulled up and away from Mulder suddenly and tried to appear non emotional, as she knew that if he saw her kissing him he would get mad.
"Here." He said flatly and threw a bag of medical supplies towards her.
She breathed heavily and waited for the water.
"Do you?" She started and tried to rephrase it, not wanting to anger him. She sighed helplessly. "I asked for water... please we need water.." She begged him in a desperate whisper.
To her surprise and anger, Bruce started to laugh.
"I know, here you go. I loved seeing your face drop just then." He said in sick amusement, chuckling as he threw a bottle of water towards her out of no where. She opened her eyes wide again in response and reached to catch it just in time, before it fell to the floor. Her heart was racing.
He was such an asshole...
She was mad at how he was playing with her emotions, but she couldn't show it.
"Thank you." She said between gritted teeth and forced a smile.
"No problem." He said lightly, like it was the funniest thing in the entire world...
He wasn't leaving the room, she knew it.
She kept looking at him from the corner of her eye and felt a sense of dread, he was smiling that sick smile as she undid the bottle top from the water and tried to get Mulder to drink from it, guiding it to his lips.
"Come on Mulder, you need to drink.." She urged him softly under her breath.
"Funny isn't it?" Bruce said suddenly as he walked around to the other side of the table, his large frame standing over Mulder threateningly. She tried to keep calm and tried to focus on Mulder, who had just drank some water with her help.
So, she was going to have to tend to him with Bruce watching them was she? Well, it wasn't ideal but it was better than nothing. And as long as she was in the same room as Mulder, that was all she wanted. She didn't want to get separated again...
Scully took a drink from the bottle as well, feeling like she was being doused in pure heaven when she drank the cold fresh liquid down, feeling it relieve the pain and tiredness in her body. It was amazing what fresh water could do. She then brought it back to Mulder again, who was weak and silent throughout. She placed one hand behind his head and lifted it slightly to help him drink it down without choking on it...
"What is?" She asked Bruce in a low voice, keeping focused on Mulder the whole time.
"That we find ourselves in this situation, us three."
She tied not to get mad, or to say something stupid.
"Why is it? You brought us here.."
He scoffed a little and moved closer to her. She kept focused on Mulder and reached into the bag of medical supplies getting out a dressing. She poured some water on it and dabbed it over his hot forehead to cool him down, to also try to give him some relief from the pain.
"Why is that funny?" She asked, as she moved to get a bandage to try and tie up his arm somehow. He really needed a cast putting on it. But there was no way. She was just going to have to make some sort of support for it. It wasn't enough but it was somethingā¦
"Because you wanted to find me, I knew it. You had some sort of a plan to get me, right?" He asked, keeping close to her. She swallowed and wanted him to move the hell away, but she knew she couldn't do anything about it...
"Yes, that's right. You outsmarted us." She said, as it was the truth, although it made her angry to admit it. She thought it was best to compliment him and get him on her side though.
"I did." He grinned, all amused. "How does that make you feel, Agent Scully?" He asked in a low, taunting voice.
She paused and moved around to Mulder's left arm and started to wrap the bandage tightly around him, his winces and groans of pain were heart breaking, but she knew that he understood that there was no other option.
She considered how to answer his sick question.
"I feel.. I feel stupid." She said with difficulty.
He smiled at her from across the table and glared at her with those eyes which made a shiver run down her spine.
"You feel foolish for failing at your job?" He asked, amused.
She nodded and sighed, as she carried on helping Mulder.
"What doesn't matter? You have us now, you have won." She said in a low voice and Mulder opened his eyes to look at her. She swallowed her tears down as she felt him speaking to her just from the way he was looking into her eyes, as if he was begging her not to give in to him. To stay strong.
"I haven't won yet. I want to finish the game." He said and smiled again as he looked at her, and she felt his eyes moving down her body. She felt nauseated.
"What have you got planned?" She asked timidly. Mulder was still staring at her, with concern in his eyes.
She finished wrapping up his arm and moved to get another bandage to make a sling.
"I think you know what I want." Bruce said in a low, terrifying voice now, and she felt her body tremble with fear.
Anything but that, she begged inside. Anything..
"I don't know. Tell me." She demanded a little angrily, sick of all the games he was playing, she wanted him to say it out loud. The coward!
"I think you know what I do to attractive women." He smiled and to her horror, he was edging closer to her.
She tried to calm her raging heart in her chest and she thought about that knife in his pocket. She had to get it somehow. She had to. She started to wrap one end of the bandage around her four fingers and then stretched it between both wrists, considering using it as some sort of a weapon against him.
"I do know. But I can't let you do that to me. I'm a federal agent, they will kill you if you do that to me." She said, her voice was trembling with adrenaline and rage, trying to think of something.
Mulder was just staring, uselessly, watching Bruce advance on Scully and there was nothing at all that he could do.
All he could do was just lay there and watch it happen.
He really hoped he didn't have to witness such a violent act towards the woman he loved. It would end him. He would be a total mess for the rest of his sorry life..
He saw determination and adrenaline in her body, she had some sort of a plan. He just hoped it worked. All he could do was watch, and it was killing him.
Suddenly he gasped as she erupted into a quick movement and with the bandage she was holding stretched between both of her hands, she let out a angry shout and Mulder watched as she threw it up and around his neck, pulling him backwards in an effort to strangle him.
"Scully!" He exclaimed in panic, hoping that that she would be able to overpower him. He had every confidence in her. She was his only hope.
May be this was it, may be this was their chanceā¦
PLEASE REVIEW!
