Past Lies

Part 7

by Trycee

Time Line: Season 7 before All Things

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files. This is written for fun not profit.

Scully wrapped the towel around her, she stood in the mirror, her hair soaked with water, trying to steady her nerves. She had been afraid when Krychek put the gun to her head and when he lead her outside, she had heard a gun shot and for a few minutes she thought Mulder was dead. She had heard him screaming, running after the car as Krychek held a gun to her head. She had heard the fear and desperation in his cries and saw him fall to his knees as they sped off. That was what she remembered and she needed to stop shaking so she could calm him. He needed to see her collected, she had to be strong for Mulder.

Mulder paced outside her bathroom door, listening for any sounds she would quietly make. He knew she would try to put on a brave face but he knew better. He had come close to losing Scully before but it was something different about it this time...It was like his future had slipped away until she was thrown out of the van, frightened and tied up. He opened the bathroom door without knocking, startling Scully. "Mulder!"

"I'm sorry...", he stuttered, walking right up to her. "I don't know what I was thinking..."

He looked her up and down and Scully pulled the towel closer to her body. Mulder smiled, rubbing his fingers through her wet hair and then running his fingers down her face to her wet exposed shoulder. "Scully, I've seen you naked before...You've seen me naked before..."

Scully looked uncomfortable. "You remembered me naked?"

"I memorized it!", he smiled. He could see her shift and look more uncomfortable. "You think I'm a creep now don't you?"

Scully had seen Mulder fully naked and semi naked on several occasions and she had made mental notes of his body too. She glanced up at Mulder. "I don't think you're a creep, Mulder."

He turned and grabbed her robe that was hanging on the back of the door and walked behind her. She slipped her arms into the robe and then Mulder walked back in front of her and closed her robe. He then placed his hands on her hips and grabbed the belt and tightened her robe. He adjusted her collars so she was fully covered up, his hazel eyes begged her to trust him. He bent down and kissed her and then grabbed her hand and pulled her to the couch. "Scully, tell me what happened when he took you?"

Mulder sat next to her and she leaned her head into him. "He made me drive to the train station where he had a van. That must be where Howard ran...and he made me take a pill, then he wrapped my hands, placed a piece of duct tape over my mouth and ordered me into the back of the van."

She looked at Mulder and could see his face was tight and his eyes were blazing. "He gave me a pill that knocked me out...I guess for the drive back to D.C because I woke up an hour before he dumped me out on the street."

Scully watched Mulder's expressions. "Mulder, are you okay? I'm worried about you..."

"I wanna kill 'em Scully. Him and Cancer Man...I wonder if we'll ever get the chance?"

Scully stood up and made her way over to the kitchen. "I want some tea...you want any?"

There was a knock on the door, so Mulder stood up and looked through the key hole. He then opened the door. Skinner walked in, he glanced over at Mulder and then Scully in the kitchen. She looked down at her robe and excused herself to get dressed. Mulder offered Skinner a seat and he sat down from him on the couch.

"How's she doing?"

"She's fine..."

"How'd you get her back?"

Mulder sat back in his seat. "Right after we left the airport, he contacted me...he met me at a restaurant in Arlington and Krychek dumped her on the ground...he had duct tape on her mouth and wrist...she said he gave her a pill to knock her out for the ride."

Scully walked out completely dressed in a blouse and pair of black slacks and Skinner nodded at her. "You're sure you're okay? Did you go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine, sir. I don't remember most of the ordeal...he had me sedated."

She walked into the kitchen and filled her teapot with water and placed it on her stove. Skinner turned to Mulder. "What did he want? Why did they take her?"

"He wants me to quit the X-Files and the FBI...he wants me to give up and follow him."

"You're kidding?", Skinner said, shaking his head.

Mulder pursed his lips and shot a look over to Scully. "He said if I joined him he would stop the tests on Scully...he'd stop using her to get to me..."

"You can't quit, Mulder...", she said, walking into the living room. She sat in her arm chair across from them. "You can't...you're too close."

"He said if I quit Scully...he'd keep us protected. If I show up on Monday morning he'll take away his protection..."

"Mulder you can't trust him. You can't believe him!"

"What protection has he given you, Mulder?", Skinner asked. "He's a liar..."

Mulder stood up and paced the floor. "I can't keep seeing him hurt you Scully. I can't keep watching them target you to get to me..."

Scully shook her head in disbelief. "But Mulder! If you quit, he's won...he's offering you something you know he won't give you...he is just trying to stop you from reaching the truth."

"If for any reason, Scully, if I do quit its not because of him...but I would quit for you!"

Skinner averted his eyes. Scully stood up and grabbed his hands. "I won't let you quit, Mulder. They'll have to push us out! You can't quit now!"

"How can I be sure they won't hurt you more?"

"You can't...just as much as I can't be sure that something will happen to you tomorrow...but that's our job, we put ourselves on the line every day. We still have questions...we still need answers, Mulder...and until they shut us down permanently we need to fight!"

Skinner coughed, he felt very uncomfortable watching them be so personal. He'd seen them before but for some reason it seemed different this time...He knew it was something there between them that he didn't need to know. "Mulder, I expect you in the office Monday morning...you too Agent Scully! I won't take any more talk about quitting, is that understood?"

"Yes sir," Scully said, still gripping Mulder's hands.

"Yes sir," Mulder said, nodding in Skinner's direction.

Skinner stood up. "I'll let myself out!"

He turned and walked out, shutting the door back behind him. Scully walked over to the stove and poured hot steaming water into two tea cups. "Flavored tea or traditional, Mulder?"

"I'm not picky Scully..."

She placed the tea cups on a small platter and brought it out to them. She placed it on the coffee table and curled up next to Mulder. He placed his arms around her shoulders and smelled her still damp hair. "I can't believe you were thinking about quitting and joining CGB, Mulder..."

"I wasn't gonna join him but yes, I was thinking about quitting so you'll be safe."

"Trusting him won't keep me safe, Mulder. You're the only one that can..."

"Scully, I didn't stop them from taking you..."

Scully sat up and ran her hand over his jawline. "Mulder, they would've shot you...I thought he had shot you until I saw you run after me...You did the right thing."

"This time, Scully but what about the next time?"

"Why are you suddenly worried that I can't handle myself, Mulder?"

"Its not that, Scully...I've always known you are a strong woman. You're the strongest woman I've ever known..."

"Then what?"

Mulder ran his hand down her back. He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. He bent his head down to her level and kissed her on her lips. She settled back into him. "Where do we go from here, Mulder?"

"Come with me, Scully...", he said, standing up and maneuvering past the still steaming hot cups of tea.

Scully grabbed her jacket and followed behind him. They pulled off and drove to Forest Heights. Mulder pulled up in front of the house of Christine Cunningham. Scully stepped out and waited for Mulder and they walked up together. The house looked different; the curtains were closed and Mulder noticed the car was still in the driveway. He knocked on the door as Scully peered into the windows. "Mulder...there's bodies..."

Mulder broke open the front door and the smell of dead bodies stung his nose. He walked in and turned to Scully. She picked up her phone and dialed a number. "I need the police..."

Mulder walked over to the bedroom and found Christine Cunningham, her hands wrapped in duct tape, her mouth covered with it as well, a bullet had pierced the back of her head. Her husband lay dead in the corner, a gun in his hand. He had been shot in the stomach. Mulder moved over to the children's bedrooms and found three children shot as well, with their blankets covering their faces. Scully grabbed his hand and led him outside. "We don't want to disturb a crime scene..."

"He erased them, Scully. He just wiped them out..."

"Looks like, Mulder...are you okay?"

He nodded but she could tell he was in shock. "Mulder...Mulder..."

"I'm okay, Scully..."

"Mulder, she was your sister..."

"Not really, " he said, turning to her. "I mean she was...but I didn't know her, Scully. I feel bad though that she and her family had to die this way..."

Scully gripped his hand. He looked at her and rubbed his fingers against her lips. "You're all I have now, Scully. I have nothing else..."

"I'm not going anywhere Mulder...I promise. You have to have faith Mulder that we will win. We will defeat him! They will get justice. We'll make sure of it..."

"I believe you Scully!", he said, looking at the scene that unfolded in front of him.

They watched as the police cordoned off the home. Scully talked with the police and she tried hard to keep Mulder away from the scene. He had seen enough death in his life and had lost everyone he ever had except her. They stayed until the bodies were removed, their statements had been taken and the police had pulled away.

Scully made her way back over to Mulder who sat in the car still staring at the home. "Mulder..."

"You know tomorrow is Monday, Scully..."

"Yeah?", she said, sitting down in the passenger seat.

"I'll buy the coffee tomorrow morning...I wanna get there bright and early in the morning!"

"Okay, Mulder...You sure you're alright?"

He leaned over and placed another kiss on her lips. "I'm gonna be okay, Scully." They smiled and kissed again. "I think we should maybe catch up on some work now...we could head over to the office now, if you don't mind?"

Scully touched his hand and they entangled their fingers. She could see the determination return to Mulder's eyes. "Okay...but you owe me a cup of tea at least..." Mulder pulled off heading for D.C. Back to the X-Files...

The End

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