CHAPTER TEN

She was grunting and using all of her strength to pull him backwards and away from Mulder, she was small but she was strong and she had taken him off guard, she ended up jumping up onto his back so she had more leverage to pull on the bandage while her legs were wrapped around his torso, trying desperately to strangle him to unconsciousness.

Mulder was laid on the table, eyes wide and slightly trembling in fear that may be she would lose this, and he would kill her, then kill him, or worse, he would do things to her and make him watch,

Terrible things.

"Nngggyoudbiitchhh..." Bruce grunted between gritted teeth as he fought her, but she held strong and she held him tightly, using all her training and adrenaline and the bandage was good, it was really tight around his neck and she managed to wrap it round once more, so it was twice as tight.

She made tiring gasps and grunts as she was pushing herself to the absolute limit. She knew she needed to get that knife, if she could just reach down and get it..

She cried out in anger and frustration as he started to move around, staggering about the room as she tried to strangle him. She gripped her legs tighter and released one hand to slide into his jeans pocket. It was risky, she wasn't sure she could win it but at least she could get the knife, and she had weakened him.

"Geerofffffmeeee!" He roared, and she grabbed the knife as quick as she could and threw it to Mulder, and it landed near him, on the table. She saw it landing near his good hand and felt relieved, and automatically she relaxed her grip on him as she felt there may now be a light at the end of the tunnel. Mulder scrambled for the knife and pressed the switch to open the blade, but then he met her eyes desperately, urgently as he saw it happen before she did, and she felt her heart skip a beat as Bruce grabbed onto her arms which were around his neck and then with a shout he gritted his teeth and threw her with such a force over his shoulders and across the room, smashing her into the wall.

"SCULLAAY!"

He shouted out in horror as he saw her being tossed across the room as if she was just a pile of trash, and he grimaced in pain as he heard her bones crack against the wall as she hit it. His eyes welled with furious tears but he had to pull himself together and get free. He looked down at his hand and with some grunts of frustration and some pain, somehow he managed to turn it towards the tie around his wrist and then pushed it through it, cutting it free.

He gasped and sat up immediately, reaching down to his feet and cutting his ankles loose. He was high on adrenaline and hardly felt any pain now, as he was only thinking of her, and Bruce was advancing on her tiny body. He saw him as he turned and saw him standing over her, and to Mulder's horror he grabbed her by her clothes and picked her up with one hand. Mulder jumped off the table quickly and hurried towards them.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" He roared and lifted the knife up and plunged it into Bruce's back, then pulled it out, then plunged to knife into him once more, fury pumping in his veins as he could see Scully was only half conscious, as he held her in the air like a rag doll.

Mulder staggered backwards as Bruce let go of her and dropped her to the floor in a heap, and Mulder then rushed back towards her as soon Bruce's body fell to the ground and blood spilled all around his feet.

She couldn't feel anything other than pain, just pain, in her neck, in her back, in her shoulder blades. She frowned and let out a groan as she felt Mulder's hand on her cheek and he was talking to her, but she couldn't understand fully what he was saying. She was just half conscious, fighting it as she didn't know if Bruce was dead already or not, was he still alive? Was she going to be killed at any moment?

"Mmulder.." She breathed in pain and frowned heavier as she took deep breaths, tears swaying her vision more. She could hardly focus on him. "Whatssshappening...?"

He was panicking, though his face never showed it.

His good hand was cupping her cheek and he was talking to her, trying to get her to move, but she would groan over him and she also said his name while he was talking, so he realised she had no idea what he was saying, and that panicked him further.

"Scully? Scully can you hear me..? Can you get up?" He asked her, helplessly. He closed his eyes for a second to try and calm himself, looking back at Bruce and seeing that it didn't look like he was moving anywhere soon so he guessed they were ok for now, but he still felt the need to get out.

He moved closer to her and tried to pull her towards him as best as he could with one arm and hugged her close into his chest, kissing her forehead. "Scully, its all right, I've got you." He soothed and frowned with concern. Then he sighed in frustration. "You need to help me though, we need to get moving…"

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