Light filtered into her apartment as she opened the door. Tossing her keys on the dresser, Scully made her way towards her room when she heard a match light. Turning quickly, she looked over at the chair where he was sitting.
"You have some nerve showing up here." She spat.
Taking a puff, he condescendingly spoke, "My dear, whatever do you mean?"
"You tell me that there is a cure and yet you have still done nothing. His health is declining!" She barely choked out the words.
His face made no change, "That's is why I have come to see you. I believe you have an autopsy scheduled tomorrow morning."
Her heart sunk, "Mulder's mother?"
He nodded, "It is a shame she killed herself. Isn't it?"
Her eyes widened, "Oh god!" She dropped to the couch, "Your asking me to lie?"
"For his life, Miss Scully; that is what you wanted?"
"Why? Why did you kill her?"
"That's not relevant."
"How can I trust you? You have done nothing to help him yet, why should I keep up my end?"
He menacingly smiled, "You can't trust me. But I can assure you Miss Scully that if Mulder finds out about his mother, he will die."
He stood up and walked out leaving Scully questioning everything she had ever believed in. Turning to face her one more time, he suggested, "Miss Scully, maybe you should ask yourself, how far are you willing to go for him?"
Mulder looked into her eyes, searching for hope.
In one instance, everything the two created fell into a bottomless pit of lies and deception that Scully knew she would never be able to repair, "Your mother killed herself, Mulder. I conducted the autopsy. She was dying of an incurable disease. An untreatable and horribly disfiguring disease called Paget's Carcinoma. She knew it. There were doctor's records. She didn't want to live."
His eyes darted back and forth waiting for the joke. Her face never twitched. He got up and smacked the desk violently. Scully stood watching, feeling her heart breaking in two. She tried to remind herself that it was for his own life. She hated herself. He fell to the floor in sobs. Scully fell along side him and clutched at him.
Hatred bubbled up inside of her, she hated herself. At what price was Mulder's life to her? She sadly realized the answer; she would lie, steal, cheat, even kill for Mulder's life. He was everything to her. Holding him, she stroked his hair slightly. She silently vowed to herself that if the smoking man didn't keep up his part she hunt him down and kill him.
Goochland, VA
McPeck's Residence
Scully made her way from the McPeck's back towards her car, as she came closer she eyed him.
"What the hell are you doing!" She asked furiously.
"God's work, what else?" He implied as he puffed his cigarette.
"Get out of my car, you sick bastard!" She spat back.
"I'd hoped for more accommodation toward the man that saved that young boy's life... and yours...and soon enough, your partners."
"You've done nothing for him! Now I held up my part of the bargain so unless you have something for me right now, get out!" Her anger was rising.
"You're not at all curious? About the chip that's been put in that boy's neck? You, a medical doctor who has the same technology in your body? Has witnessed this wondrous "miracle" first-hand? I've taken considerable trouble to prove my intentions. The newspaper at your door. The e-mail to Mulder. The chip is the key."
Scully stopped and looked at him, "The elaborate demonstration of curing this boy's cancer. You see, I'm dying myself."
She still said nothing as she listened, "A dying man who wants to make right; to share his secrets; to bequeath this cure to millions of others just like that boy. I'm sure agent Mulder would appreciate such a cure."
She still said nothing as he tossed a card in her car, "Agent Scully, I am a man of my word. You follow through on this and I'll give you what you want."
Scully sat with her hands on her face, he had used her. Mulder wouldn't even look at her. She tried to remain composed.
"There's nothing on this," Frohike replies.
"It's empty," Langly added.
"Completely," Byer's finished.
"No, it can't be. It can't be. It's got to be on there," She stated in desperation. Her eyes start to water. Her eyes frantically search over the computer. The cure. She needed that so much. She looks over at Mulder who finally makes eye contact. He gives her some sort of sympathy. She doesn't accept it. She can't accept it, he promised her...
TBC...