Scully's apartment
Somehow Scully managed to get her door unlocked despite the tears that had been flowing down her face ever since she left Mulder's apartment. Feeling very defeated, she sank into her couch letting her head fall into her hands.
"Dana," a voice said softly from the doorway.
Scully's head snapped up to see her sister Melissa standing in the doorway.
"Bad day at work?" Melissa said settling down on the couch next to her little sister.
"Something like that," Scully answered not really wanting to rehash the evening's events. "So what bring you all the way out here?"
"I don't know. I just felt you might need someone to talk to," Melissa said going into what Scully liked to think of as 'New Age-y mode'. "Plus Mom told me you were quitting the FBI. Why?"
"I just get the feeling that my talents could be better used elsewhere," Scully said trying to make it sound like no big deal.
"Dana, you know that's not true. The FBI is your calling," Melissa replied. "I didn't come all the way out here to listen to you make excuses. Now why don't you tell me what's really bothering you."
"You didn't have to come all the way out here Missy," Scully said feeling bad that her problems were becoming an issue for everyone she knew.
"Well I tried to call but you obviously you weren't home," Melissa said. "And I tried your cell a few minutes ago but I think I got the wrong number or something because some guy answered."
Scully reached into her pocket very confused. If Melissa had called only a few minutes ago then why did her phone ring on the way home? Inspecting the phone more closely, she recognized the slightly more battered model as Mulder's. So Mulder was wrong, she was as good as either of them thought. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, she opted to do both. Then, seeing her sister's confused look, Scully began to explain the whole story.
**Stay Tuned for Chapter 7B**
Somehow Scully managed to get her door unlocked despite the tears that had been flowing down her face ever since she left Mulder's apartment. Feeling very defeated, she sank into her couch letting her head fall into her hands.
"Dana," a voice said softly from the doorway.
Scully's head snapped up to see her sister Melissa standing in the doorway.
"Bad day at work?" Melissa said settling down on the couch next to her little sister.
"Something like that," Scully answered not really wanting to rehash the evening's events. "So what bring you all the way out here?"
"I don't know. I just felt you might need someone to talk to," Melissa said going into what Scully liked to think of as 'New Age-y mode'. "Plus Mom told me you were quitting the FBI. Why?"
"I just get the feeling that my talents could be better used elsewhere," Scully said trying to make it sound like no big deal.
"Dana, you know that's not true. The FBI is your calling," Melissa replied. "I didn't come all the way out here to listen to you make excuses. Now why don't you tell me what's really bothering you."
"You didn't have to come all the way out here Missy," Scully said feeling bad that her problems were becoming an issue for everyone she knew.
"Well I tried to call but you obviously you weren't home," Melissa said. "And I tried your cell a few minutes ago but I think I got the wrong number or something because some guy answered."
Scully reached into her pocket very confused. If Melissa had called only a few minutes ago then why did her phone ring on the way home? Inspecting the phone more closely, she recognized the slightly more battered model as Mulder's. So Mulder was wrong, she was as good as either of them thought. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, she opted to do both. Then, seeing her sister's confused look, Scully began to explain the whole story.
**Stay Tuned for Chapter 7B**