Disclaimer: not mine sobs

Author Notes: This does NOT get rid of my other story I wrote two at the same time before I can do it again OH and by the by I'm working on another chappie for Mulderisms and I have most of the next chapter for All For Me written and the rest is in my head. I have to say having my cousin help me with that other story improves my grammar lol but, it probably won't be any better any place else because they're not helping me in these

Summary: Mulder is having strange episodes where he dreams of being in a mental hospital. Or is the hospital his reality?
Scully absentmindedly brushed a stray lock of her hair out of her face having no idea how much just that simple movement excited me. I watched as the stubborn lock fell across her face again and she exhaled loudly. I did my best to hide my smile as she tried to blow it out of her face. I buried my head into the file I was "reading" when she looked over. I poked my eyes over to file to look back at her and she smoothed the lock into place. I then did my best to stifled a laugh and she shot me an evil look. It then fell right back into her face and I surrendered into a laughing fit.

"I'm glad I can amuse you Mulder."

Her tone was icy and I felt sorry that I had laughed. I then excused myself with the lame excuse of getting coffee. On my way to get coffee I passed Agent Henderson who's hair was pinned back with what looked like every pin in the northern half of the globe.

"Can I borrow one of those Agent Henderson?"

"Sure, just...let me...get one that...won't make anything fall...ah...here you are."

"Thanks."

I smiled courteously at her and changed direction going back towards the basement. When I got there Scully was still struggling with the stubborn lock of hair.

"Still having trouble?"

"No I'm actually starting to like it."

"No you're not, here."

I held up my hand to show her the pin and then walked around her. I took the stray lock in my hand and brushed it back to about the middle of her head. I then placed the pin carefully into her hair so as not to scrap it against her scalp. I then walked back in front of her to admire my work.

"There... "

I raised my hand up to her head and brushed my hand against her hair. It was already perfect but the truth was I needed another reason to touch her, feel her warmth.

"...perfect."

She smiled at me, a real smile, a full smile, a Scully smile.

"Thank you Mulder."

And I smiled back.

"Muld..."

"Fox?"

Scully's voice deepened into my father's and her face hardened into that of my father's.

My mother ran one of her soft, warm hands down my cheek.

"Fox honey, are you okay?"

My mothers soft gentle voice flooded through the air and my father stepped aside.

"Yea where am I?"

"You're still at the hospital. You had one of your...episodes... again."

"What happen? Where's Scully?"

My mother and father then both turned to a doctor who was standing behind them.

"Who's Scully?"

"She's apparently his work partner."

"She's more than that she's my best friend!... and I love her"

I whispered the last part to myself though. My mother turned her worried eyes on me and brushed a gentle hand across my forehead.

"He really believes in this doesn't he? He really believes in this other world?"

I wanted to ask my mother what she was talking about but the doctor started talking again before I could even open my mouth. So, I listened to him and my mother talk hoping to get something out of it.

"We believe that in order to cope with the loss of his sister he created this alternative world. See, in the real world she died and there was nothing he could do. So he created this new world where she was taken..."

"...by aliens."

"Yes. See, in this other world he can feel important, and he has a way that he can try to help his sister. But if he ever wants to get better he has to realize which world is real and which world is..."

"...ulder? Mulder?!?!? Are you okay?!?!"

The doctors mellow toned voice turned into the panicky voice of Scully, and my mother's face faded back into hers.

"Scully... Scully what happen?"

"You fell on the floor and you were kind of out of it. You said my name and you asked where I was. You wouldn't listen to me and you were all panicky.

"Scully...you weren't there. I was in a hospital... a mental hospital... they told me this isn't real..."