A/N: Hey! I hope you enjoy this next installment. Please forward to Ephemeral or Gossamer. Uh...there's about five more installments, not counting this one. Of course, that's just a little guesstimate. I could add more if I decide to. By the way, in the story, Mulder mentions about seeing her beautiful red hair. I know he's red-green colorblind, but let's just pretend laser surgery corrected it (which I think is impossible with our current technology). Oh! Sorry for any mischaracterizations too. Anyway...
Disclaimer: I don't own them. 'nuff said. If I did, believe me...series would have ended differently. But...let's not delve into that.
ENJOY!!!!!!
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Ow. My head. My head hurts. So much. There's a pain in my wrist and throat too. I try to open my eyes. I look straight into the clear, cobalt eyes of an angel, glowering in the light. She has soft red hair which look beautiful in the light. My throat hurts so much.
"Mulder!"
I try to speak, but she talks first. "Don't try to talk, Mulder, they've intubated you. You've got a tube down your throat to help you breathe. You were unconscious."
I nodded slightly. She continued. "How much alcohol could one man consume? Mulder, that was a stupid thing to do! You had me so worried! I thought you were dead. AGAIN! How many times are you going to do that to me?"
I didn't want to hurt her. Never in a million years would I want to hurt her.
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"Mulder! You--God, what were you thinking?!"
"Get," he rasped out, "the tube out."
"Mulder..."
"Now," he continued.
I signaled for the nurse, and against her warnings, removed it anyway. He took a few deep breaths and I handed him a glass of water. He drank it in a few gulps, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Scully...I drank because I wanted to forget." I opened my mouth up to talk, but he raised his hand for silence. I closed my mouth. "I wanted to forget everything. I wanted to forget you. I wanted to forget the fact that I love you so much it hurts. I wanted to forget the fact that you're engaged to another man. I wanted to forget that you left because I was on an undercover assignment. I wanted to forget that you're pregnant with someone else's child." He took a deep breath. "Scully, without you, I have nothing to live for. Can't you see that?"
Oh my God. Jesus. Why didn't he...a tear dripped from my eye down to my cheek. I was never this emotional. Only Mulder could do this to me. "Mulder, do I have permission to speak now?" My tone was sharp and I was taken aback by the rudeness that was found. He nodded. "I have something to tell you. Mulder, I--I love you too. I was just so mad at you cheating on me that I wanted to forget it. I came here and I slept with Parker because he was familiar, we were engaged before...and it made me feel wanted and loved." I stopped and paused, taking a shaky breath. I was on the verge of tears already? "The baby's yours, Mulder."
"What?"
"It's not Parker's. It's yours. I wanted to tell you...that was why I went to the office. When you weren't there, I doubled-back to the apartment."
"Oh, shit."
"Yeah. It's some crazy shit, isn't it?"
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I had been standing outside listening to her. What the fuck was she doing? We were engaged now! She couldn't do this. Then, I heard that asshole talk again.
"Scully, I was going to propose to you."
I heard her gasp. Time to take action. I stomped in. "You stay the fuck away from my fiancee, you asshole! She hates you!"
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully out of the room. She tried to fight. I just picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. I ran out of the hospital to the van. She squirmed the whole way, kicking and screaming.
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"PUT ME DOWN, PARKER! DON'T MAKE ME SHOOT YOUR GODDAMN ASS OFF!" He threw me in the car, and locked the doors, and drove off, breaking every traffic law that was in effect. He got me to his apartment, found some rope and duct tape, and tied me to a chair. How he managed it, I have no idea. I'm bound and gagged in my fiance's apartment. There's something wrong with that sentence. He's standing there panting, all flushed.
"YOU WHORE!" He slapped me hard. My cheek burned with pain and there was a large, red handmark skewered across my right cheek. He punched and my lip cracked, bleeding. "YOU BITCH!" He punched me in the stomach. "I'm going to hurt you where it hurts most, Dana, because you need to be taught a lesson.
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Parker stalked through the hallways of the hospital. Stashing a drug and a hypodermic needle with a syringe in his lab coat pocket, he walked to Mulder's hospital room. "Your name is Mulder?"
"Yes."
"This might hurt a bit." He removed the syringe and drug, and drew the drug, before plunging the needle into his jugular vein, seeing Mulder's eyeballs roll into the back of his head. "You're going to pay, you bastard. It took me so long to get her back and I'm not going to lose her to you."
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A/N: Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own them. 'nuff said. If I did, believe me...series would have ended differently. But...let's not delve into that.
ENJOY!!!!!!
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Ow. My head. My head hurts. So much. There's a pain in my wrist and throat too. I try to open my eyes. I look straight into the clear, cobalt eyes of an angel, glowering in the light. She has soft red hair which look beautiful in the light. My throat hurts so much.
"Mulder!"
I try to speak, but she talks first. "Don't try to talk, Mulder, they've intubated you. You've got a tube down your throat to help you breathe. You were unconscious."
I nodded slightly. She continued. "How much alcohol could one man consume? Mulder, that was a stupid thing to do! You had me so worried! I thought you were dead. AGAIN! How many times are you going to do that to me?"
I didn't want to hurt her. Never in a million years would I want to hurt her.
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"Mulder! You--God, what were you thinking?!"
"Get," he rasped out, "the tube out."
"Mulder..."
"Now," he continued.
I signaled for the nurse, and against her warnings, removed it anyway. He took a few deep breaths and I handed him a glass of water. He drank it in a few gulps, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Scully...I drank because I wanted to forget." I opened my mouth up to talk, but he raised his hand for silence. I closed my mouth. "I wanted to forget everything. I wanted to forget you. I wanted to forget the fact that I love you so much it hurts. I wanted to forget the fact that you're engaged to another man. I wanted to forget that you left because I was on an undercover assignment. I wanted to forget that you're pregnant with someone else's child." He took a deep breath. "Scully, without you, I have nothing to live for. Can't you see that?"
Oh my God. Jesus. Why didn't he...a tear dripped from my eye down to my cheek. I was never this emotional. Only Mulder could do this to me. "Mulder, do I have permission to speak now?" My tone was sharp and I was taken aback by the rudeness that was found. He nodded. "I have something to tell you. Mulder, I--I love you too. I was just so mad at you cheating on me that I wanted to forget it. I came here and I slept with Parker because he was familiar, we were engaged before...and it made me feel wanted and loved." I stopped and paused, taking a shaky breath. I was on the verge of tears already? "The baby's yours, Mulder."
"What?"
"It's not Parker's. It's yours. I wanted to tell you...that was why I went to the office. When you weren't there, I doubled-back to the apartment."
"Oh, shit."
"Yeah. It's some crazy shit, isn't it?"
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I had been standing outside listening to her. What the fuck was she doing? We were engaged now! She couldn't do this. Then, I heard that asshole talk again.
"Scully, I was going to propose to you."
I heard her gasp. Time to take action. I stomped in. "You stay the fuck away from my fiancee, you asshole! She hates you!"
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully out of the room. She tried to fight. I just picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. I ran out of the hospital to the van. She squirmed the whole way, kicking and screaming.
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"PUT ME DOWN, PARKER! DON'T MAKE ME SHOOT YOUR GODDAMN ASS OFF!" He threw me in the car, and locked the doors, and drove off, breaking every traffic law that was in effect. He got me to his apartment, found some rope and duct tape, and tied me to a chair. How he managed it, I have no idea. I'm bound and gagged in my fiance's apartment. There's something wrong with that sentence. He's standing there panting, all flushed.
"YOU WHORE!" He slapped me hard. My cheek burned with pain and there was a large, red handmark skewered across my right cheek. He punched and my lip cracked, bleeding. "YOU BITCH!" He punched me in the stomach. "I'm going to hurt you where it hurts most, Dana, because you need to be taught a lesson.
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Parker stalked through the hallways of the hospital. Stashing a drug and a hypodermic needle with a syringe in his lab coat pocket, he walked to Mulder's hospital room. "Your name is Mulder?"
"Yes."
"This might hurt a bit." He removed the syringe and drug, and drew the drug, before plunging the needle into his jugular vein, seeing Mulder's eyeballs roll into the back of his head. "You're going to pay, you bastard. It took me so long to get her back and I'm not going to lose her to you."
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A/N: Thanks for reading!