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November 10, 2014
4:41pm
Mulder handed Botch over to the agents.
"Agent Mulder," one of them said. "Assistant Director Skinner is outside, he'd like to see you."
Mulder nodded. He knew exactly what that conversation would involve but right now he didn't care. He just wanted to make sure Scully was okay.
Doggett, whose arm was still bleeding, had made it to Luke. He untied the ropes and pulled the vile gag from his son's mouth. Luke was still quite groggy; God only knows what Botch had drugged him with. Otherwise he seemed unharmed.
"Daddy," he mumbled as Doggett cradled him in his arms hugging him.
"I'm getting him out of here," said Doggett to Mulder. "Look after Dana."
"I will," replied Mulder as Doggett passed him.
"Hey Doggett," he called after him and he turned back. "Thank you."
"No, thank you Agent Mulder," replied Doggett sincerely.
Mulder finally had the chance to check on Scully. He knelt down beside her.
"You okay Scully?" he asked and she nodded but there were tears shining in her blue eyes.
Mulder quickly untied her and as soon as she was free she clung to him. He could feel her sobs.
"You're safe now," he soothed. "Everything is going to be okay."
She pulled away and looked at him.
"Who are you?" she asked.
But by this time some medics had arrived and they carried Scully away to take her to the hospital.
Mulder followed but at a distance. He didn't know how to answer her question. What could he say?
"Mulder!" Skinner was there; ready to fly into him as soon as he walked out the front door. "What the hell did you think you were doing?!"
"I had back up," defended Mulder.
Skinner looked like he would explode.
"I gave you a direct order," said Skinner. "You disobeyed it."
"Two people's lives were at risk!" retorted Mulder. "I couldn't let him kill them, I couldn't let him get away with it again."
"Well your actions could've allowed him just that," said Skinner angrily. "You were jeopardizing the whole operation by barging in here after him with nothing but one off-duty cop as your so-called back up. I should have your badge for this!"
"I understand if that's what you have to do sir," said Mulder calmly. "But I don't regret my actions."
Skinner let out an exasperated sigh. Sometimes he felt like his authority meant absolutely nothing.
"Get back to headquarters," he finally said. "We'll need to record your statement and then I'm taking you off this case."
"But..." Mulder began.
"Don't push your luck Agent Mulder," said Skinner. "You're lucky I'm letting you keep that badge for now. You're too close to this, I'll assign someone else to lead the rest of the investigation, meanwhile there will be an internal investigation into your actions today."
Mulder thought it best to heed Skinner's advice this time.
"Thank you sir," was all he said.
Skinner just shook his head.
By this time Scully was being loaded into an ambulance. Her mother had arrived home amidst the chaos and was climbing into the ambulance after her daughter. Melissa and Charlie stood by watching, they would follow in the car.
Mulder looked over and saw John, Barbara and Luke all reunited. He was glad that no one got hurt this time. Botch had done too much damage in this lifetime already.
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November 11, 2014
1:17pm
Scully sat alone in her hospital bed. She'd been kept in overnight for observations but there was nothing wrong with her except a few bruises, namely the one that covered half her face, and the small cut to her neck which was still stinging.
Due to the psychological stress of the whole ordeal, her doctor insisted she be kept in the hospital until a psychiatrist was available to assess her. Scully had therefore insisted her family go home. There was no need for them all to be stuck in the hospital for no reason.
She was wondering about Fox. Botch had called him "your FBI agent" and John had called him "Agent Mulder". Why did they call him that? He wasn't an FBI Agent... was he?
"Knock, knock!" called the unmistakable voice of Monica Reyes who appeared seconds later at the side of Scully's bed.
"Got you some chocolates," she grinned tossing a box in Scully's direction.
"Thanks Monica," Scully managed a small smile.
"You okay?" asked Monica sitting down in the chair right next to Scully's bed. Concern was etched in her face.
"Yeah," replied Scully not entirely convincing.
Monica raised her eyebrows with a don't-give-me-that-shit look but said nothing.
"Has lover boy been around?" asked Monica.
"Don't call him that," said Scully.
"So you know who I'm talking about then," Monica replied, a smile tugging at her mouth.
"Yes, I know," Scully rolled her eyes. "I just feel so stupid."
"What? Why?" asked Monica, genuinely shocked.
"Well he's not a website designer is he?" asked Scully anxiously.
"No he's not," replied Monica. "He's a fucking FBI agent!"
"He is?" asked Scully her suspicions realized.
Monica laughed; "Yep, how cool is that?! You love that kind of thing right?"
"Oh my God!" sighed Scully leaning back into her pillow. "I can't believe I told him I think FBI agents are awesome. How embarrassing."
Monica laughed again before saying; "Well at least he knows you think he is awesome."
Scully blushed. How could she ever face him again?
"Hey you really like him, don't you?" asked Monica, she was kind of serious now.
Scully looked at her friend and nodded slightly.
"Knew it!" she said triumphantly.
"What does it matter anyway," said Scully. "He'd never like me back. He's a big shot FBI agent and I'm just a school girl."
"You are definitely not just a school girl," reprimanded Monica. "You are a beautiful young woman and he'd be an idiot to let you slip away."
"Monica," said Scully skeptically. "You've been watching too much TV."
Monica shrugged.
"Whatever. He dressed up as your favorite character for Halloween and that says it all to me."
"Way too much TV," repeated Scully.
There was a knock at the door then and Monica turned in her chair to see Mulder through the window in the door.
"It's him!" she exclaimed, spinning back around and standing up. "You go for it Dana."
She winked and went to leave but Scully grabbed the back of her shirt, stopping her.
"Don't let him in," she pleaded.
"Dana!" said Monica with a look of shock. "I'm letting him in."
"Please, I'll die of embarrassment," Scully looked desperate now.
"You will not," replied Monica. "You can do this."
And with that she marched over to the door and opened it.
"Hello Coop," Scully heard her say. "Audrey's just behind curtain number one."
Scully would've face-palmed herself if her face didn't already hurt so much.
A second later Fox appeared with a grin on his face. He faltered however upon seeing her face. The bruising had not shown up that much in the dark basement.
"Scully," he whispered and sat down in the chair Monica had just vacated. He immediately picked up her hand in his.
Scully looked at him and fought against hot tears that were stinging her eyes.
"Scully," he repeated. "I'm so sorry."
Scully wiped the tears away before they fell and swallowed hard.
"You saved my life," she said. "I should be thanking you."
Mulder smiled slightly.
"Who are you?" asked Scully again.
"Fox Mulder," he answered simply after a pause. "Special Agent Fox Mulder with the FBI."
Scully gasped involuntarily and turned away from him.
"I don't even know you," she whispered, more to herself than to him.
"Don't say that Scully," he said gently. "I'm still the same person."
"Are you?" she asked, a little more aggressively than either of them expected. "Your name isn't David. You don't design websites. You don't even live next door to me. I don't know anything about you. Was it all just lies?"
"No," he answered. "I was myself around you Scully. I didn't lie to you."
"All that stuff about your family," Scully continued. "Was that just make believe too?"
"No," he said again. "That was me Scully. That's all me, the real me."
Scully was dumbfounded. It all seemed so surreal.
"Scully," pressed Fox. "Please say something."
"Like what?" she asked in a daze. "I don't know what to say."
Mulder still had her hand in his. He lifted it and pressed his lips to the back of it.
"I'm sorry," he whispered again.
Scully just looked at him, confused.
Next minute Bill came bursting into the room.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he spat at Mulder immediately.
"Bill!" as usual Scully's scold fell on deaf ears.
"I was just leaving," said Mulder standing up.
He and Scully shared one last look, neither sure of its meaning.
Bill marched after Mulder as he left.
"I knew you were trouble," he said venomously as the door closed behind them.
"Save it," replied Mulder, not in the mood for Bill's shit today.
"I suppose you're happy now," Bill continued. "Dana's in hospital but you got your guy! I suppose you think it was all worth it though!"
"Worth it?" asked Mulder rounding on Bill. "Yeah it was worth it to stop that sick bastard from killing her! Yeah it was worth it to stop him from killing anyone else!"
Bill opened his mouth to retort but Mulder went on, lowering his voice to an angry whisper so Scully wouldn't hear.
"Your sister is here, in this hospital instead of being in a body bag down at the morgue or worse still dumped somewhere like a piece of garbage so yes I think it was very much worth it!" he finished harshly.
Bill was a little in shock.
Mulder didn't wait for him to regain his senses, he just turned around and walked away.

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