CHAPTER 3
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10:00 AM I walked into work felling alot better than I had earlier today. Despite the sizely cut on my forehead, I was feeling fine.
I entered the gloomy basement office only to find my partner burying his head in work as usual. He looked up at me when I walked in, and I gave him a smile to let him know I was alright. He nodded his head and returned the smile. He looked me over intently for a moment before he began to talk.
"Scully- do you remember- anything from last night?" he asked, his voice alittle shakey.
"Honestly Mulder? I couldn't tell you anything I did after walking into work last night," I told him.
He exhaled loudly through his mouth and wiped his hand down his face. "Skinner died last night, Scully."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. I could feel my face wrinkle up instantly. Skinner was more than my boss, he had become a great friend in which Mulder and I confided in these past few months. I looked for the words to say, the questions to ask, but all I could manage to say through the huge lump in my throat was, "How?"
Mulder then explained to me that he and I were there when Skinner was killed and he also explained how I got the wound which was still tender on my forehead.
"I don't know how much longer it will be until they start making accussations against us," Mulder said with concern.
I sat down in a chair located directly in from of Mulder's desk. "What are you suggesting we should do?" I asked.
There was a pause. "I wish I knew," he replied flatly.
Scully exited the room while Mulder remained at his desk searching for answers in his mind. He knew what he had to do. Finding who did this might not be easy, but Mulder knew he had to. He had to do it not only for himself, but he had to do it for Skinner as well.
Mulder was having trouble reading in between the lines. He didn't know what to believe anymore. He tossed the files he was working on onto the desk, propped his feet up, and left out a drawn out sigh. Scully and him would have to look through Skinner's apartment and possibly return to the warehouse to look for anything that might give them a lead on the killer's whereabouts.
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Scully walked out of her apartment building only to find Mulder sitting in a navy-blue rental Sedan. She now knew that Mulder meant business, and she felt strongly about this too. It was only fair that justice was brought to whoever did this.
She caught Mulder's eye as she walked up to the car, and he leaned over the seat to open the door. She took that as a sign that he wanted to get this over with...so she got into the car quickly and slammed the door shut.
Mulder already had the engine running. He drove away and headed to Skinner's where they hoped to find any traces that might have been left behind.
Scully was worried about Mulder, she was certainly aware of the circumstances of the situation, but he seemed to be acting differently than he usually does around her. She looked over at him with concern; his eyes were focused on the road and he had a down-right look of seriousness on his face. She respected his determination, and would stand by him through the investigation even if she never again remembered what happened that night.
She would do it for him.
They up to Skinner's apartment building and made their way up the stairs of the main entrance.
A trail of thoughts went through Mulder's mind. He didn't feel comfortable going through Skinner's things yet alone going into his apartment. Especially now that he wasn't around. Maybe he was just being paranoid of what he wouldn't find...or what he would. He had to keep personal issues aside though in order to maintain clear judgment. He also felt bad for not acknowledging Scully more lately, after all she was with him in this too. His paranoia wasn't doing either of them any good, he knew.
"Suck it up and be a man," he said to himself with confidence as he unlocked the door of his former bosses apartment.
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TBC
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~*Jess*~
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10:00 AM I walked into work felling alot better than I had earlier today. Despite the sizely cut on my forehead, I was feeling fine.
I entered the gloomy basement office only to find my partner burying his head in work as usual. He looked up at me when I walked in, and I gave him a smile to let him know I was alright. He nodded his head and returned the smile. He looked me over intently for a moment before he began to talk.
"Scully- do you remember- anything from last night?" he asked, his voice alittle shakey.
"Honestly Mulder? I couldn't tell you anything I did after walking into work last night," I told him.
He exhaled loudly through his mouth and wiped his hand down his face. "Skinner died last night, Scully."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. I could feel my face wrinkle up instantly. Skinner was more than my boss, he had become a great friend in which Mulder and I confided in these past few months. I looked for the words to say, the questions to ask, but all I could manage to say through the huge lump in my throat was, "How?"
Mulder then explained to me that he and I were there when Skinner was killed and he also explained how I got the wound which was still tender on my forehead.
"I don't know how much longer it will be until they start making accussations against us," Mulder said with concern.
I sat down in a chair located directly in from of Mulder's desk. "What are you suggesting we should do?" I asked.
There was a pause. "I wish I knew," he replied flatly.
Scully exited the room while Mulder remained at his desk searching for answers in his mind. He knew what he had to do. Finding who did this might not be easy, but Mulder knew he had to. He had to do it not only for himself, but he had to do it for Skinner as well.
Mulder was having trouble reading in between the lines. He didn't know what to believe anymore. He tossed the files he was working on onto the desk, propped his feet up, and left out a drawn out sigh. Scully and him would have to look through Skinner's apartment and possibly return to the warehouse to look for anything that might give them a lead on the killer's whereabouts.
...
Scully walked out of her apartment building only to find Mulder sitting in a navy-blue rental Sedan. She now knew that Mulder meant business, and she felt strongly about this too. It was only fair that justice was brought to whoever did this.
She caught Mulder's eye as she walked up to the car, and he leaned over the seat to open the door. She took that as a sign that he wanted to get this over with...so she got into the car quickly and slammed the door shut.
Mulder already had the engine running. He drove away and headed to Skinner's where they hoped to find any traces that might have been left behind.
Scully was worried about Mulder, she was certainly aware of the circumstances of the situation, but he seemed to be acting differently than he usually does around her. She looked over at him with concern; his eyes were focused on the road and he had a down-right look of seriousness on his face. She respected his determination, and would stand by him through the investigation even if she never again remembered what happened that night.
She would do it for him.
They up to Skinner's apartment building and made their way up the stairs of the main entrance.
A trail of thoughts went through Mulder's mind. He didn't feel comfortable going through Skinner's things yet alone going into his apartment. Especially now that he wasn't around. Maybe he was just being paranoid of what he wouldn't find...or what he would. He had to keep personal issues aside though in order to maintain clear judgment. He also felt bad for not acknowledging Scully more lately, after all she was with him in this too. His paranoia wasn't doing either of them any good, he knew.
"Suck it up and be a man," he said to himself with confidence as he unlocked the door of his former bosses apartment.
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TBC
Feedback please :)
~*Jess*~