Days had passed and things had been calm. Mulder had experienced few nightmares and the voices in his head had stopped. His meetings with Isabelle in motel rooms had lessened until they stopped completely. He had finally told Isabelle that it was over between them and that he had chosen Scully. Isabelle had sadly accepted his decision but she couldn't feel that there was something wrong. He had gone from being a sadistic, hurtful man to the tender and compassionate man she had first met that night in Scully's apartment. Was it some kind of personality disorder? That had to be the only explanation. After all, Mulder had gone through a lot of stress lately.

Now, she was waiting in a motel room but not for the same reasons as in the past. A few days ago she had experienced morning sickness and had felt her breasts becoming tender. Her psychic intuition told her what it might be but she didn't want to believe it. Then she had gone to the drug store and purchased a home pregnancy test, which gave her the answer that she had dreaded. She was pregnant. She was a single woman, pregnant with another man's child. She was in the situation she was in because of her own stupid mistakes, her lust. And now she had to tell him and assume the consequences. She heard the knock at the door and looked up from the bed she was sitting on. "Come…come in."

The room door opened and Fox Mulder stood in the doorway. "Isabelle, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes. Please…please come in and close the door."

Mulder closed the door behind him. "Isabelle, I thought I told you that I couldn't see you anymore."

"I didn't ask you here to have sex, Fox."

Mulder walked over to the bed and took a seat. "What is it, Isabelle?"

"I know…that you told me you don't want to see me anymore. But…I need you."

Mulder sighed. "Isabelle, I already told you that I'm happy with Dana. I love her and am hoping to eventually…"

"I'm pregnant." Isabelle replied, interrupting him.

Mulder looked at her dumbfounded. "Wha…what?"

Isabelle lowered her head. "I'm pregnant, Fox."

"Are…are you sure?"

"I took a home pregnancy test and it was positive."

"But those things have a percentage of error. So it's possible that…"

Isabelle raised her head. "I have all the symptoms, Fox. I have a psychic intuition remember? I only needed the pregnancy test to confirm it."

Mulder turned away from her. "Are you sure it's mine?"

"You're the only man I've been sleeping with, Fox. There has been no one else."

Mulder rose up from the bed. The words that Isabelle had just told him were like daggers in his heart. He and Scully had finally confessed their love for one another. They had patched things up and he was hopelessly in love with her. He had even planned on proposing to her when the time was right. And now…there was another woman pregnant with his child. A woman he did not love. "Do you want me to go with you to a clinic?"

"A clinic?"

"To have an abortion."

Isabelle looked up at him. "What?"

"Well, you aren't planning on actually keeping it, are you?"

Isabelle couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You….you want me to kill my baby? Murdering a baby goes against everything I believe in, Fox."

Mulder ran his hand through his hair. "Isabelle, I told you that I can't be with you. I'm in love with Scully."

Isabelle shook her head as tears streamed down her cheeks. "I can't believe this. You're expecting me to kill an innocent baby! You want me to destroy a life because you can't accept the consequences of your actions! It's your fault that I'm pregnant!"

"Isabelle, you…you can't have this child."

"Why not?"

Mulder looked down at the floor. "Because if Scully finds out that I got you pregnant she will never forgive me."

"So, you just expect me to go against my beliefs and kill a baby because you're afraid to tell Dana that you couldn't control yourself? That you screwed up! No, Fox! I won't do it!"

Mulder turned around and looked at her. "And you think you can raise a baby on your own! A psychic who can barely pay her rent? What kind of life will you provide for a child that is around tarot cards and candles?"

Isabelle rose up from the bed and spat at him. "Fuck you!"

"You can't raise a child and you know it, Isabelle."

"Oh yeah? Well, I'll prove you wrong, Fox!" Isabelle shouted back as she put her hands on her hips. "I'm going to have this baby and I'm going to raise it by myself!"

"What?"

"That's right." She walked up to Mulder. "I am going to have this child, Fox. I'm going to have YOUR child."

Mulder grabbed Isabelle by the wrist. "Don't be a fool, Isabelle!"

"Oh, on the contrary, Fox YOU'RE the fool!" She paused. "Maybe I should call Dana and let her know about our little news hmmm? I wonder what she would think if her boyfriend/lover was not the innocent man she thought? Would she be…so keen to fall into your arms every night? Would she let you make love to her?"

Mulder applied pressure to her wrist. "Don't you dare!" He growled.

"Let go of me or I cry murder!" Isabelle replied back at him narrowing her eyes.

Mulder reluctantly let go of Isabelle's wrist. "Don't do it, Isabelle. If you tell her, I'll make you regret it."

Isabelle smirked. "I'm going to go home and do a reading to find out what the sex is. That way I'll know when I call Dana to let her know if it's a boy or a girl." She then walked away from Mulder and headed out the door.

"Don't do it, Isabelle!" Mulder yelled after her from the doorway. Isabelle was pregnant and she was going to delight in telling Scully. And he knew once Scully found out that he had impregnated Isabelle, it would all be over. He winced as he felt a pain in his head. The headaches were returning. "No…no please." He whispered.

Isabelle sat in a room with lit candles and burning incense. The sound of faint classical music could be heard in the background as she sat in front of a cauldron. She then took some charcoal and placed them inside the cauldron. Producing a candle lighter she then proceeded to light them on fire, causing an odor to fill the air. Reaching over to a tube, she sprinkled some of its powdery substance into the cauldron causing a slight spark. "Oh, great spirits show me what I long to know." She whispered as she looked into the smoky cauldron.

The smoke began to part around the cauldron revealing the inside of it. Some smoke began to billow slightly from some of the charcoals. And as Isabelle stared into it, images began to form. The first image she saw was of a fetus. She gasped as her eyes fell upon it. "My baby." She whispered. "Yes, show me what sex it is." She watched as the smoke changed shape slightly causing the fetus to take on a more masculine form. "It's…it's a boy. I have a beautiful baby boy growing inside of me."

The fetus's head then changed shape again until it had a scar on its cheek and penetrating green eyes. It then looked at Isabelle and gave an evil smile.

Isabelle screamed as she instantly recognized what appearance the fetus had taken on. "Oh my god….no! It…it can't be!" She then heard a knock at her door and the image instantly disappeared. She turned toward the door. "Who is it?" Not receiving an answer, she got up from the floor and headed back into the living room. "Who's there?" She then walked up to the door. "Fox, if…if this is you I told you I'm not changing my mind! I'm going to keep this baby whether you like it or not!" She opened the door to find Mulder standing there with a teddy bear in his hand. "What do you want?"

"I brought it for our baby." Mulder replied as he held out the teddy bear to her.

"OUR baby?" Isabelle asked confused.

"Look, I made a mistake earlier. Can I come in? I mean, I do look pretty silly standing here in a hallway holding a teddy bear, don't you think?"

"I don't know if I should."

"Isabelle, I'm a man standing with a teddy bear. I think that should show you I mean no ill will in being here. Please?"

Isabelle sighed. "All right but you can't stay long." She then motioned Mulder inside.

Mulder stepped inside with the teddy bear and looked around at the smoke filled room. "Did I interrupt something?"

Isabelle closed the door. "As a matter of fact you did. I was…performing a kind of ritual."

Mulder placed the teddy bear on an end of the couch. "A ritual, huh? About the baby?"

Isabelle nodded. "Yes. I wanted to see what the sex was."

Mulder stood in the center of the room. "And? What did you find out?"

"A boy." Isabelle answered. "I'm….I'm going to have a baby boy."

"You sound apprehensive." Mulder replied as he took a look around the room.

"I…I saw something else. Something that scared me greatly."

"What did you see?" Mulder asked as his eyes fell upon a statue.

"I saw….I saw the fetus change shape. It…it had a scratch across it's cheek and….and green eyes. It looked like….Jeremy."

Mulder chuckled. "Jeremy? Do you mean Jeremy Reinsfeld?"

"Yes! That's exactly what I mean. How…how did you know?"

Mulder turned to smile at her. "I'm an investigator remember, Isabelle? It's in my nature." He paused. "So, what do you think it means?"

"Well, if he appeared as a fetus…I guess it's a symbol? A….a symbol of rebirth or…or of reincarnation?"

"That's pretty good, Isabelle. I'm impressed. You truly are a psychic after all."

Isabelle looked at Mulder and her stomach clenched. "Oh my….my god."

"What's wrong, Isabelle?" Mulder asked as he walked toward her. "Something frightening you?"

"The banishment failed." Isabelle whispered. "Oh my god, it failed."

"You really are quite intelligent for a female do you know that? I really began to wonder if you would figure it out during the times that we were together. You can imagine my surprise now when I see you finally have."

Isabelle backed away from him. "Keep….keep away from me."

"Oh come on, Isabelle we did have some good times, right?"

Isabelle continued backing up until she found herself against a wall. Now she was cornered like a mouse. And the cat was just within reach. "Stay away from me!"

"Now you know that unnecessary stress will cause a problem for the baby." Mulder replied as he stepped up to her. He then grabbed her by the hair. "You know it's very rude of you to try and back away from me. I don't like that, Isabelle. If there is one thing I can't stand it's a woman who is rude to me."

"Please, let me go."

Mulder pulled her head toward him. "Did you really think it was Fox Mulder who was fucking you? Hmmm? Did you think it was him who made you cry out and beg for mercy each time I pounded into you? Did you think it was him who made you come hard? Oh no that was me baby."

Isabelle looked into Mulder's eyes. "Oh god…."

Mulder reached into his pocket and produced a knife. He then placed under Isabelle's throat. "You see herein lies a dilemma. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had this second chance at life. I'd still be…wondering around in my own spiritual hell. Why do you think I chose not to kill you, hmmm? Why do you think I chose to fuck you and give you what you wanted? The chance to live out my fantasies through you?" He paused. "But then you had to go and get pregnant, Isabelle. And not only that but you had to threaten me about keeping it and telling Dana. I just can't have that. I can't have you ruin my master plan."

Tears streamed down Isabelle's cheeks. "Please…..please don't hurt me."

Mulder placed the knife close to Isabelle's jugular. "I told you I would make you pay, Isabelle. But you wouldn't listen. And now….you will." He took the knife away from Isabelle's throat and slammed her head against the wall causing her to go unconscious, sliding down the floor. He then picked her up from the floor and carried her to the bedroom, tossing her roughly onto the bed.

Isabelle's eyes half opened to reveal Mulder standing at the foot of the bed taking off his pants. Her eyes widened as his naked form came toward her. "No….oh god please no! My baby!" She screamed only to have her mouth covered. The next thing she felt was searing pain all through her body as she was violated. She bit her tongue in the struggle causing blood to fill her mouth. As she tasted her own blood, she could hear the grunts and groans as he ripped her vagina fiercely with his penetration. Her eyes took on the look of sheer terror as she looked back at her perpetrator and saw not Fox Mulder but Jeremy Reinsfeld leering at her. She closed her eyes and tears stained her cheeks as her body gave into its natural instinct and gave Jeremy what he wanted. As she felt him shudder on top of her, he made an almost inhuman cry. She lay on the bed, broken with her entire body feeling nothing but pain. As she felt her mouth uncovered she started to sob. "Fox….help….help me."

"Fox, can't help you now." Mulder whispered in her ear. "His soul belongs to me as will Dana's soon." He then produced the knife he had held earlier and placed it to her neck. "And now…so does yours and your baby's." He then took the knife and slashed Isabelle across the throat. Taking a finger, he wiped some of her blood on it and then brought it to his mouth. He moaned as the slightly bitter taste reached his tongue. "Now, there will be no one to stop me." He then gave an evil smile.

NOTE: I can literally hear all the gasps out there right now as you read this!lol Please keep in mind that it is NOT my intention to make this a soap opera as some people think. I had to get some things established to lead to others. Anyway, thank you to those of you who keep reading this, your reviews are GREATLY appreciated! Sorry the updates aren't as frequent but I'm trying! And as if you couldn't figure it out by now...YES MULDER IS POSSESSED!lol And there is MORE to come!

Dana