CHAPTER FIVE
Scully woke up the next morning to find the bed empty. She sat up and realised she was topless. She found her pyjama top and buttoned it up then went to find Hannah.
Hannah was in the bathroom, staring at her reflection.
" Are you all right?"
" How can you do it?" Hannah replied as she stared at the purple bruises on her face. She looked ghastly.
" How can I do what?"
" Look at me…I look awful."
Scully wrapped her arms around Hannah's waist and pressed herself against Hannah's back, " The bruises don't bother me…they will fade. I think you are beautiful."
" You are just saying that to make me feel better."
" Yes I am…and it happens to be true. You're beautiful and I love you." Scully stared at her own reflection in surprise. She hadn't meant to say that-it just came out.
Hannah smiled at Scully in the mirror, " I love you too Dana." Later that morning, Scully went to work and Hannah decided to venture out to the corner newsagent to grab the newspaper and a few magazines. It was only a couple of minutes down the street. She gave her hair a quick brush and put on a baseball cap and sunnies. Her bruises were hardly noticeable. Satisfied, she went out.
As she walked down the street, she was glad to see no one stared at her. She bought the newspaper, Cosmopolitan, Vogue and TV Week. She tucked them under her arm and started to head for home, when she suddenly glanced over her shoulder. A man in a suit was walking a few meters behind her. He had also been at the news stand too.
She quickened her pace and entered Dana's apartment building. She glanced over her shoulder again and the man was just a few steps away now. She waited for the lift, willing it to hurry up.
" Hello there young lady," he greeted her as he neared.
C'mon you stupid elevator! She thought.
" Hi." She replied. She frowned at him…he looked familiar. Where had she seen him before?
" You are looking quite well." The man observed and this comment threw her off guard.
" Excuse me?"
" I know you've been through something terrible and you just got out hospital."
" How do you know this? Who are you?"
" I am a friend." The man said before smiling at her, " Good day to you young lady," then he turned and was gone.
Scully arrived home at work with Chinese takeaway. She found Hannah reading in the living room.
" How was your day?" Scully asked after giving her a kiss.
" It was okay…except-" Hannah's eeys darkened and she told Scully about the man.
" You say he has white hair and is well dressed?"
" Yes and very polite but I still felt…unnerved by him."
He sounds like the man I know, Scully thought grimly, " Look, I don't know how he knows you but pay no attention to him."
" Who is he?"
" No one important."
The Well-Manicured Man waited until his ride arrived. He climbed into the car and caught a whiff of smoke.
" So, how is she?" his colleague asked abruptly.
" She is doing well considering." The Well-Manicured replied as he rolled down the window. The smoke was getting to him.
" Did she recognise you?" Alex Krychek asked, without taking his dark eyes off the road.
" No…I doubt her memories have returned yet."
" And if they do? What then?" Krychek demanded.
" Then we'll have to do something about that won't we." The CSM answered.