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Chapter 7- Midnight Visits

Out side Scully's apartment 8:30 P.M.

"Come on Spooky I want to go back inside!" Scully stomped her foot impatiently on the cold, wet, sidewalk. What ever possessed her to take Spooky for a walk during a rain storm baffled her. Oh I remember why. He wouldn't stop whining Scully thought irritably. She had been busy with her case and he wanted to go out. After a few minutes of his begging she gave in, grabbed the leash (much to Mulder's happiness), and let him lead her outside.

So for the past 16 minutes all she did was stand outside her apartment while her dog simply sat down and watched the rain fall. When she complained Spooky simply gave her one of his dog smiles and ignored her. He is so difficult! Just like Mulder. Scully sighed. The search for him was proving very difficult also. She had interrogated that creep Steve three times. For the past two visits he sat in an eerie silence and refused to answer any questions.

Today though she finally got some answers. Well sort-of. Scully scrunched up her face in annoyance as she remembered the interrogation.

Flashback

Scully walked down the plain, gray hall in determination. Spooky trotted by her side, trying to keep up with her strides. Scully was going to make Steve talk whether he wanted to or not. She was tired of this quiet game where she did all the talking. He would tell her where Mulder was even if she had to force it out of the sorry low life.

She took a deep breath, composing herself. She shuffled though her notes one last time, glanced at Spooky to make sure he wouldn't attack, and opened the door. Steve sat slumped in his chair looking very bored and very confidant at the same time. He looked up and gave her a creepy smile. For the first time since the FBI had hauled his sorry ass down here he spoke. "Well look who's back, the G-Women and her trusty guard dog." He sneered at Mulder. Scully firmly held onto his collar when he let out a warning growl. Steve tightened his grip on the chair.

"I could let go of him you know, Scully commented, It might be easier for Spooky to get you to answer me." Steve swallowed and said,

"You can't let that dog attack me." He said making sure to empathize dog. Scully missed it what he meant but Mulder didn't and let out another growl. "The FBI wouldn't let that happen."

"Who said I had to follow the rules of the FBI?" Scully asked trying to scare him.

"You're bluffing. You would get in trouble." Steve said. Scully let go of Spooky and walked over to him.

"You are in a whole lot more trouble then me. I suggest you start telling me where my partner is." Scully said.

"I'm afraid I don't know who your partner is."

"You know damn well who I am talking about. You were our waiter Monday night; you broke into my home and took Mulder! You know where he is and you need to tell me." Scully demanded angrily. She figured she wasn't acting very professional at the moment but she didn't care. All she wanted to know where Mulder was and if he was ok.

Steve just stared at the wall behind her. Scully let out a sigh of frustration. "Look, all I want is my partner back. If you would tell me where he is it would be easier to find him. You might even get a few years knocked off of your sentence." Both of them knew that that was highly unlikely but, Steve couldn't help but feel some pity for the red-headed agent in front of him.

He looked at the dog sitting by the door watching the scene before it with interest. Its ears were flat on his head staring at Steve with hate. It must really suck to be that guy Steve thought. It couldn't hurt to tell her, I mean she won't believe me any way. Mike isn't gonna bust me out of here. It probably won't make much of a difference any way… Scully sighed in defeat and walked towards the door. She would just try again tomorrow.

"Wait!" Scully turned her head towards the young man hoping her face wouldn't betray any emotions. "I'll tell you what happened to your partner, you won't believe me but…it's the truth. I was employed by a Mr. John Manson; he was the one who paid me to kidnap uh, Mulder." Steve said the other agents name hesitantly but continued. "I don't know much about this project he was working on but…"

"Project? Do mean to tell me he wanted Mulder for some project?" Scully interrupted. He nodded.

"Well it was an experiment really. He, uh, changed people into dogs, super dogs to be exact." When Scully gave him the skeptic eye brow look he talked faster. "Yea and your partner was part of it but escaped and while my partner is looking for him I was supposed to destroy any evidence that might lead you guys to him."

"Are you saying that Mulder is out there some where running from a mad scientist as a dog?" Scully said angrily. "That isn't funny. But where is Mulder now huh? Do you want me to check all the local pounds?" She snapped sarcastically.

"No you don't have to look in any pounds 'cause he is right here in this room with us." Steve said quietly. The look on Scully's face was priceless.

"Spooky? That dog is not Mulder! I don't know who you think you are but I hope you get a life sentence so I can come by everyday to laugh at YOUR ROTTING ASS!" Scully screamed. She whirled around and stormed out of the room before she took out her gun and shot the shaking kid in the head. Steve looked at Mulder and shrugged his shoulders.

"Looks like you're on your own now buddy." Mulder sighed dejectedly and followed Scully. When he found her she was leaning against the wall crying. She bent down and gave him a small hug.

"What am I going to do Spooky? What am I going to do?"

End Flashback

Scully blinked more tears out of her eyes. That little punk probably wanted the reaction she gave him. He got just that Scully thought aggravated. And he thought Spooky was Mulder, ridiculous! I mean yea when you look at them they do share some physical traits, even characteristic ones too. But that was so outlandish, even Mulder wouldn't believe such BS. She glanced at Spooky who seemed oblivious to the troubling thoughts that danced in her head.

But unknown to Scully he wasn't. In fact he was thinking about today's events also. How that meeting snuffed out his last hope. He didn't really expect Scully to believe that he was a dog. Even he wouldn't listen to something as absurd sounding. Part of him was still digesting the fact that he was a dog and very well would be one for the rest of his pathetic life. What really depressed him was that she didn't even try to find out more about Manson. Maybe then she would have believed Steve.

Mulder looked around. He sensed that there was danger somewhere. Well the dog part of him sensed it. The human side of him didn't see anything wrong. He stood up and shook his coat to rid some of the wetness. "Cut it out Spooky!" Scully giggled a little. "Come on, I'm freezing out here." Mulder followed her back inside, feeling relieved when the sense of foreboding left.

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Mike watched the FBI agent and his target walk back into the building. He couldn't help but smirk. He should have known that wretched creature would find his way back to his pretty partner. Well now that he found him the easy part would be recapturing him. Mike flipped out his cell phone. He should report his progress back to Manson. Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring. It took three more rings before the phone was picked up. "Yes?" asked the terse voice of Manson's secretary.

"Yea I need to speak with Mr. Manson right away, Mike commanded gruffly, this is Mike." He added.

"Hang on."

"What do you want?" asked the irritable voice of Manson. "I thought I told you not to call me unless it was about the experiment."

"Yes, well sir I found him. He has been living with his partner, the red head. I think her name is Dana Scully."

"Well what are doing wasting time? Go get him and bring him back here as soon as possible."

"Yes sir."

"Oh and Mike. This time dispose of his partner. Teach him a lesson." Mike grinned.

"With pleasure sir." He disconnected the line. Though he hated taking orders from an arrogant bastard like Manson sometimes he gave the best orders."

Mike looked intently at the lighted window where he saw Dana Scully moving around. This would be fun.

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Scully Apartment 1:18 A.M

Scully's Dream

Scully wasn't sure where she was going but she knew it was important. Scully ran faster and faster, her surroundings changing from a long white hall to a shady, green forest. Anyone would have stopped to enjoy the view but not Scully. There was someone she had to see, there was something important that she needed to hear. What this was or who she needed to see was anonymous to her, but she kept running.

Finally, after an eternity of running the forest stopped at the edge of a meadow. She slowed down but kept her pace at a jog. It wasn't until she saw a tall figure in the middle of the meadow did she start to run again. His back was to her but Scully knew who it was, Mulder. "Mulder!" Scully cried. He turned around in surprise. Scully flung herself into his arms. "Mulder I found you."

Scully felt whole again but she knew this was a dream. Everything was too unreal. Blue orbs met hazel.

"Scully you must listen to me." Mulder said softly in her ear. Scully nodded her head, remembering why she was here. "Steve was right." Scully looked at him in confusion. How did he know about Steve?

"Mulder what are you talking about?"

"Steve Scully, what he told you this afternoon. It's true."

"You mean that Manson guy he was talking about?" Mulder nodded his head fiercely.

"Yes Manson. He was the one who hired those goons to kidnap me. He used me in his little science project."

"Mulder do you mean that…"

"Yes Scully I'm…"

But he was cut off. Slowly Mulder and the meadow began to disappear. "No Mulder come back! What are you trying to say? Mulder? MULDER!" Mulder faded away leaving Scully alone in the darkness.

"Mulder! No Mulder!" Scully kicked and cried in her sleep. Her eyes snapped open and she shot up. Her hair was damp against her forehead and her breathing was heavy. Her sheets were in disarray from her fighting. Spooky sat next to her whimpering. She twisted her head in his direction. He sat next to her whimpering his eyes filled with alarm, and despair? Scully stared at him in curiosity, remembering the dream she just had.

Without warning Spooky jumped off the bed and stood at the door way growling. "What's wrong boy?" Scully asked. Mulder continued to growl. He felt his hackles rise. The menace he had felt earlier was back, and trying to get into the apartment. The sudden urge to protect made him forget that both he and Scully shared the same dream.

Scully crept out of her bed and grabbed her gun from its holster. Something was bothering Spooky, someone must be in the house. She stealthily moved out into the living room. Mulder followed her protectively. The door knob jingled and a small click sound was made. Someone had picked the lock. A man entered the room. Scully ducked down behind the sofa.

Is that the same guy who kidnapped Mulder? Are they after me now too? Scully wondered. Mulder crouched down next to Scully. He didn't like this at all. The man took another step closer to the sofa. Mulder instantly remember the scent of sweat and smoke. It was Mike. Mulder couldn't help himself. He let out another growl. Mike turned his head towards the sound.

"Where are you little bastard?" Mike whispered. Scully bit her lip. This guy was after Spooky, not her. Didn't Steve say something about his partner looking for Mulder…No Dana stop it. Mulder is not a dog She silently scolded herself. Mike took another step towards their hiding spot. Scully jumped up and surprised him.

"Don't move!" Scully cried keeping Mike at gun point. He froze. "What do want?" Scully demanded. "Where is Mulder?" Mike smirked.

"So Steve didn't blab on us. Of course even if he did you obviously didn't believe him."

"Where is he?" Scully repeated.

"Give me the dog and I'll be out of here for good." Mike tried to reason.

"No, not until you tell me where Mulder is." Mike eyed Mulder.

"That is your partner lady, Mike pointed at Mulder, that animal you have been keeping as a pet IS that Mulder guy."

"No he isn't. I don't know what you guys are trying to pull but Mulder is NOT a dog. He is a human being!" Scully began to shake. There was NO way Mulder was a dog. She briefly glanced at Spooky.

She stared into the brown-green orbs that seemed to be begging her to believe what this man was saying. "Oh my God." Scully said in disbelief. All this time she had been searching when he was right there. Right under her nose. Everything seemed to make sense. How desperate Spooky was to go with her, how he followed her at work, his protective attitude when Skinner reprimanded her, when Colton threatened her. In some weird twisted way everything made sense. The second she took her eyes off Mike though, he seized his chance and quickly pinned her against the wall.

Her gun skidded a crossed the room, fat out of her reach. Mike drew a knife out of his pocket and held the blade close to her neck. "Now if you don't mind Mulder is coming with me. But it looks like I am gonna have to make sure you don't get in the way." Scully struggled against his strong grip. He only held onto her tighter. "Don't struggle, it will only make thing worse." He smiled evilly. He slowly brought the knife closer to her skin when he let out a cry and collapse on the floor. Mulder had charged strait at him and knock him down. Mike violently pushed Mulder off him and scrambled up pulling a tranquilizer out of his other pocket.

Mulder wasn't quite sure what was happening. This surge of aggressiveness he felt was so strong. He wanted to see this guy in severe pain. And not the kind of ouch I just stubbed my toe or smashed my finger kind of pain. He wanted to see him rolling around on the floor and begging for mercy kind of pain. The kind of pain that make the strongest men cry. He lunged at Steve again. The only thing that was on his mind was to protect and to chase away the intruder.

Mulder sank his teeth into Mike's left hand. Warm blood gushed into his mouth. Mike gave another cry. It was more strangled sounding this time. He cursed and yelled but Mulder did not hear him. He continued his attack until something was swung at him and sent him practically flying.

Scully watched in shock at the fight before her. It wasn't until Mulder was thrown past her did she jump back into the action. Mike stood there clutching his bloody arm. Mulder had given him a few more bites. Blood dripped onto the carpet. Scully wrinkled her nose in disgust. Great another mess to clean up later. But there were more important matters at the moment. Scully rushed over and gave him a hard punch, knocking him unconscious.

Ok now he is taken care of Scully thought. She rushed over to Mulder. She gently stroked his head. Mulder wearily opened his eyes to be welcomed by the world's worst dog headache. He saw Scully staring back at him. "Is that really you Mulder?" "The one and only Scully." Mulder replied.

A.N.-Whoa I finally updated! Go me! Ok now I know its October and I said I would update again in September, sorry that didn't happen. With basketball and dance and 50,000 school projects due time has not been on my side. Once again I can't make any promises that I will update again this week, hopefully this month (but we all know how that went.) Anyways thanxs to everyone who is still putting up with me and sending me reviews! And if you could send me more maybe I'll work a little harder on getting some free time. Hint hint.

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