Can Someone Tell Me What Happened That Night? - Chapter 12
Scully felt herself fighting to regain consciousness. She could have sworn she heard the voices of her mother and Mulder. But that was impossible - they had never even met. She knew she must have been dreaming and let herself sleep.
When Scully finally found the strength to open her eyes, she found her mother sitting next to her bed quietly knitting. Scully just stared at her a moment savoring the fact that she was indeed safe.
She tried to talk but found her voice was weak and sounded like gravel. "Mom?"
"Welcome back darling" Maggie Scully said bending over to kiss her daughter's forehead. "You had me worried there for a little while."
"I thought I was dreaming. I thought I heard you talking to Mulder." Scully murmured realizing that she probably wasn't making any sense.
"You mean Fox, dear? What a nice young man. He wouldn't leave your side a minute until I got here. And even then it took me an hour to convince him to go back to the hotel to take a shower."
"Hotel? Where am I?"
"In Pittsburg honey. They flew you down here with Fox and that other woman Stacy as soon as the storm stopped."
"Where are they?"
"Stacy is in a room down the hall. I know she wanted to visit with you as soon as you woke up."
"And Mulder?"
Maggie looked a bit uncomfortable but answered none the less. "As I said before, Fox was flown in here with the two of you girls. Other than a severely dislocated shoulder he was fine. He sat by your bedside as long as he could but finally his superior came up from DC and took him home."
Maggie couldn't help but notice the look of disappointment in Scully's eyes. "He wanted to stay honey, but they wouldn't let him. I guess they thought that four days was plenty of time."
"Four days!"
"Yes, apparently you took quite a few severe blows to the head. We weren't sure exactly how much damage there was."
Scully was about to ask her mother some more questions when there was a slight knock on the door. Scully looked up to see Stacy standing in the doorway trying to decide if she was interrupting something.
"Stacy" Maggie said getting up from her chair. "I was just going to go downstairs to get some coffee. Why don't you keep Dana company until I return"
And with that she left the room and Stacy took her spot next to the bed. "Is your mother always so good at handling people?"
"Yeah. How are you Stacy?"
"Despite that jerk using me to relieve his sexual urges, I'm fine."
"Oh Stacy, I'm so sorry." Scully took Stacy's hand and squeezed it.
The two women sat in silence both knowing what needed to be said next and neither wanting to broach the subject.
Finally Scully could stand it no longer "Tell me what happened Stacy."
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Stacy took a deep breath and stood up and began to pace. She didn't want to think about anything that happened in that cabin, but she knew that Scully needed to know the truth so that someday she could put it all behind her.
"I was being held in a room off of the library" she began "that is where Fox found me. He untied me and told me that he would make sure that nothing more would happen to me. He was desperately worried about finding you but took the time to comfort me and make me feel a little bit like a person again."
Scully smiled a little encouraging her to continue.
"He left the room to look for you and a minute or so later I heard you scream for him. I knew that I would be safer hiding out in the room, but I just couldn't do it. You two had been there for me and I knew it was my chance to be there for you."
She sat down for a minute and poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it she went on
"I saw Mulder go into the room where Chip was holding you. So I quietly went down the hall and stood outside the door listening and waiting for an opportunity to help."
"I heard Mulder and Chip fight and then what I assumed was you gasping. From what Chip was saying, I knew that he thought he had the upper hand on Mulder. He was so distracted by talking to the two of you that he didn't notice me opening the door a crack."
"That is when I saw your weapon sitting on a pile of clothes about a foot away from the door. I waited for my opportunity and then took it."
Scully didn't know what to say and for a couple of minutes both women sat in silence. "But Stacy you took him down in only one shot. I don't mean to offend you, but the average person can't do that."
Seeing Scully perplexed brought a smile to Stacy's face. "You are right an average person probably couldn't do that, but a former member of the Special Forces can."
"Special Forces? I didn't know you were a field agent too."
"I'm not. I did enough missions to last me a lifetime. I wanted to help my country but stay away from the violence. Guess it didn't work too well, huh?"
Stacy then filled Scully in on how she had untied Mulder and how he had immediately called the local authorities. Luck was on their side since the storm was in the process of ending when Mulder placed the call.
Both she and Mulder had been worried sick about Scully. They tried frantically to revive her but realized that she had taken too many blows to the head. Stacy had dressed her while Mulder placed the calls but after that, he had not left her side.
They had been airlifted to the hospital in Pittsburg where the doctors had quickly set Mulder's shoulder, attended to Stacy's wounds and monitored Scully's progress.
"I should be released tomorrow" Stacy said. "I can't wait to go home and try to forget that this week ever happened."
"I know what you mean" Scully said. She didn't want to remember the week either - except maybe for Mulder and how nice it had felt holding his hand.
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Two months later
Mulder checked his tie for the 100th time as he raised his hand to knock on the door. He didn't know why he was so nervous.
Sure it had been two months since they had laid eyes on each other, but Mulder was pretty certain of her feelings when they were up in the Pennsylvania mountains. Feelings, that he hoped, were still around.
"What if she met another man since then" he thought to himself "I am probably making a huge mistake showing up on her door unannounced. A woman as beautiful as her is probably busy entertaining someone this time of night."
He sighed a big sigh and turned around to leave. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that he had left behind the bottle of wine he had put down by the door to straighten his tie.
He just headed home to be alone. Again.
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Mulder sat comfortably on his couch in his sweatpants watching an old Knicks game on ESPN Classic when he heard a knock on the door.
He wasn't expecting anyone but he thought it may have been one of his buddies from the Lone Gunmen showing up to play some cards.
He opened the door without looking through the peephole and his mouth dropped open when he saw who it was.
"I think you left this at my place. Thought you might want it back. Can I come in?"
"Sure. How did you know I was there?"
"In my line of work, you learn to observe everything going on around you." She saw the puzzled look on Mulder's face and continued. "This looks like a good bottle - shall we sample it?"
Mulder merely nodded and gestured to her to sit on the couch while he went and got two wines glasses. He poured the deep red wine into each glass and they lifted their glasses in a silent toast.
"What's wrong. You're so quiet. Shall I leave?" she didn't sound so confident now.
Mulder voice sounded just a bit panicked "No. Please don't leave."
Scully smiled and sipped her wine.
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Author's note. Well that's it. I hope you liked it. I am going to take a couple of days off to read other people's stories and then, perhaps, I will start another one.
Any suggestions on what that one should be about?
Scully felt herself fighting to regain consciousness. She could have sworn she heard the voices of her mother and Mulder. But that was impossible - they had never even met. She knew she must have been dreaming and let herself sleep.
When Scully finally found the strength to open her eyes, she found her mother sitting next to her bed quietly knitting. Scully just stared at her a moment savoring the fact that she was indeed safe.
She tried to talk but found her voice was weak and sounded like gravel. "Mom?"
"Welcome back darling" Maggie Scully said bending over to kiss her daughter's forehead. "You had me worried there for a little while."
"I thought I was dreaming. I thought I heard you talking to Mulder." Scully murmured realizing that she probably wasn't making any sense.
"You mean Fox, dear? What a nice young man. He wouldn't leave your side a minute until I got here. And even then it took me an hour to convince him to go back to the hotel to take a shower."
"Hotel? Where am I?"
"In Pittsburg honey. They flew you down here with Fox and that other woman Stacy as soon as the storm stopped."
"Where are they?"
"Stacy is in a room down the hall. I know she wanted to visit with you as soon as you woke up."
"And Mulder?"
Maggie looked a bit uncomfortable but answered none the less. "As I said before, Fox was flown in here with the two of you girls. Other than a severely dislocated shoulder he was fine. He sat by your bedside as long as he could but finally his superior came up from DC and took him home."
Maggie couldn't help but notice the look of disappointment in Scully's eyes. "He wanted to stay honey, but they wouldn't let him. I guess they thought that four days was plenty of time."
"Four days!"
"Yes, apparently you took quite a few severe blows to the head. We weren't sure exactly how much damage there was."
Scully was about to ask her mother some more questions when there was a slight knock on the door. Scully looked up to see Stacy standing in the doorway trying to decide if she was interrupting something.
"Stacy" Maggie said getting up from her chair. "I was just going to go downstairs to get some coffee. Why don't you keep Dana company until I return"
And with that she left the room and Stacy took her spot next to the bed. "Is your mother always so good at handling people?"
"Yeah. How are you Stacy?"
"Despite that jerk using me to relieve his sexual urges, I'm fine."
"Oh Stacy, I'm so sorry." Scully took Stacy's hand and squeezed it.
The two women sat in silence both knowing what needed to be said next and neither wanting to broach the subject.
Finally Scully could stand it no longer "Tell me what happened Stacy."
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Stacy took a deep breath and stood up and began to pace. She didn't want to think about anything that happened in that cabin, but she knew that Scully needed to know the truth so that someday she could put it all behind her.
"I was being held in a room off of the library" she began "that is where Fox found me. He untied me and told me that he would make sure that nothing more would happen to me. He was desperately worried about finding you but took the time to comfort me and make me feel a little bit like a person again."
Scully smiled a little encouraging her to continue.
"He left the room to look for you and a minute or so later I heard you scream for him. I knew that I would be safer hiding out in the room, but I just couldn't do it. You two had been there for me and I knew it was my chance to be there for you."
She sat down for a minute and poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it she went on
"I saw Mulder go into the room where Chip was holding you. So I quietly went down the hall and stood outside the door listening and waiting for an opportunity to help."
"I heard Mulder and Chip fight and then what I assumed was you gasping. From what Chip was saying, I knew that he thought he had the upper hand on Mulder. He was so distracted by talking to the two of you that he didn't notice me opening the door a crack."
"That is when I saw your weapon sitting on a pile of clothes about a foot away from the door. I waited for my opportunity and then took it."
Scully didn't know what to say and for a couple of minutes both women sat in silence. "But Stacy you took him down in only one shot. I don't mean to offend you, but the average person can't do that."
Seeing Scully perplexed brought a smile to Stacy's face. "You are right an average person probably couldn't do that, but a former member of the Special Forces can."
"Special Forces? I didn't know you were a field agent too."
"I'm not. I did enough missions to last me a lifetime. I wanted to help my country but stay away from the violence. Guess it didn't work too well, huh?"
Stacy then filled Scully in on how she had untied Mulder and how he had immediately called the local authorities. Luck was on their side since the storm was in the process of ending when Mulder placed the call.
Both she and Mulder had been worried sick about Scully. They tried frantically to revive her but realized that she had taken too many blows to the head. Stacy had dressed her while Mulder placed the calls but after that, he had not left her side.
They had been airlifted to the hospital in Pittsburg where the doctors had quickly set Mulder's shoulder, attended to Stacy's wounds and monitored Scully's progress.
"I should be released tomorrow" Stacy said. "I can't wait to go home and try to forget that this week ever happened."
"I know what you mean" Scully said. She didn't want to remember the week either - except maybe for Mulder and how nice it had felt holding his hand.
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Two months later
Mulder checked his tie for the 100th time as he raised his hand to knock on the door. He didn't know why he was so nervous.
Sure it had been two months since they had laid eyes on each other, but Mulder was pretty certain of her feelings when they were up in the Pennsylvania mountains. Feelings, that he hoped, were still around.
"What if she met another man since then" he thought to himself "I am probably making a huge mistake showing up on her door unannounced. A woman as beautiful as her is probably busy entertaining someone this time of night."
He sighed a big sigh and turned around to leave. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that he had left behind the bottle of wine he had put down by the door to straighten his tie.
He just headed home to be alone. Again.
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Mulder sat comfortably on his couch in his sweatpants watching an old Knicks game on ESPN Classic when he heard a knock on the door.
He wasn't expecting anyone but he thought it may have been one of his buddies from the Lone Gunmen showing up to play some cards.
He opened the door without looking through the peephole and his mouth dropped open when he saw who it was.
"I think you left this at my place. Thought you might want it back. Can I come in?"
"Sure. How did you know I was there?"
"In my line of work, you learn to observe everything going on around you." She saw the puzzled look on Mulder's face and continued. "This looks like a good bottle - shall we sample it?"
Mulder merely nodded and gestured to her to sit on the couch while he went and got two wines glasses. He poured the deep red wine into each glass and they lifted their glasses in a silent toast.
"What's wrong. You're so quiet. Shall I leave?" she didn't sound so confident now.
Mulder voice sounded just a bit panicked "No. Please don't leave."
Scully smiled and sipped her wine.
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Author's note. Well that's it. I hope you liked it. I am going to take a couple of days off to read other people's stories and then, perhaps, I will start another one.
Any suggestions on what that one should be about?