As the early morning sun crept past the white shades into his room Mulder could feel the heat radiating on to his body. It had not been a long time since he had fallen asleep, Scully had kept him up a majority of the night fearing that his he had acquired a concussion. As he sat up from the bed he was reminded of just how bad he had hit his head on the floor the day before. One other thing also caught his attention when he sat up. In the chair across from his bed was a balled up Scully. At some point during the night she had gone to her room and changed into her pajamas. She was scrunched up in the chair sound asleep. Mulder smiled, there was no way she was comfortable. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Something else surprised him. He was in his pajamas and had no recollection of changing into them. Pushing those thoughts aside, he turned his attention back to Scully. He carefully placed his arms underneath her tiny body. With great ease he lifted her body from the chair, careful not to wake her. He gently laid her down on the bed where he had been sleeping. As soon as her body hit the mattress she curled back up into a little ball.
About twenty five minutes later Scully awoke to the sound of running water. As she lifted her head from the pillow she realized exactly where she was, in Mulder's bed. How did I get here she thought to herself. The last thing she remembered was sitting down in the chair, swearing to herself that she would not fall asleep. Since she heard Mulder in the shower she assumed he did not have a concussion. She pushed herself out of the so very comfortable bed and walked over to the bathroom door which was open slightly.
"Mulder, I'm going to go back to my room to get dressed and showered." Just as she yelled in to him she heard the water shut off. It took a few seconds for him to respond. Suddenly he emerged from the bathroom sporting only a towel and a smile.
"I guess the old noggin is okay." He said. He brushed his hands through his wet hair, spraying water on to Scully's face purposely.
"Thanks Mulder." She replied wiping the access water from her face.
"Well you said you needed a shower." Just as he finished his sentence the chirping of his cell phone emerged from his coat pocket.
"Something tells me you're not going to have time for that shower." He said walking over to his cell phone.
"Mulder." He answered as he always did. She watched his facial expressions as he spoke to whoever was on the other line. She could tell it had to do with the case they were working on. Work always conveniently interfered with their personal relationship. He hung up the phone and through it half hazardly on to his bed.
"They've got Father David down and the precinct. Apparently he's made some type of confession." He said holding onto the towel that had began slipping down his hips a bit. She couldn't help but notice. The indentations and definition of his muscles were nearly impossible to ignore.
"Alright, do I have time to shower at least?" She asked, trying to look him in the eyes.
"I don't see why not, they're holding him. He's not going anywhere." He said with a smile. He liked it when he caught Scully looking at him like that, it made him feel like she could possibly feel the same way about him as he did about her, possibly.
"Okay, I'll meet you back here in a half an hour." She said as she let herself out.
When they arrived at the station they were immediately greeted by the police chief.
"He's been asking for you Agent Mulder. He says he knows where the killer is. You gotta hear this to believe it though." Mulder laughed internally at the thought of him not believing something crazy.
"Let's hear the man out." He replied.
Father David sat the in the interrogation room alone. He looked completely worn out. His face was dirty and his clothes torn. He had obviously had a hard night.
"So what's this you have to tell me." Mulder said sitting down across from him. Scully stood beside him.
"I've done something horrible," He confessed, his eyes beginning to tear. "I don't know how to stop it…" He said 'it' like not even he truly understood what he was talking about. Mulder was slowly catching on to what the old man was saying.
"You were getting sick of those kids up on that hill, weren't you father? Teen pregnancy and pre-marital sex are worth killing over?" Mulder asked leaning across the table, meeting the priests eyes.
"I am a man of God, and seeing these young girls becoming mothers and their high school sweet hearts being forced to drop out of school to raise a family is not God's will. I thought I was doing what was right. I see that crucifix around your neck Agent Scully, I know you understand me." He looked helplessly at her.
"No crime, or sin for that matter should be punished with death. You as a man of God should know that." She was a bit angry now.
"I did not mean for lives to be taken, you have to believe me." He pleaded. "The angel was somehow tainted."
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