Title: Unaware

Author: Angel

Rating: NC-17 for sexual content and violence.

Spoilers: Monday… other wise nothing that I can think of.

Disclaimer: So yeah I like Mulder and Scully they are really cool… and I like to write about them, oh… You’re reading this? Ok fine then. All these characters are property of 1013, Chris Carter, Fox Network, I am using them without permission, please don’t sue me I am broke…. No seriously. I’m not just saying that. I’m very very very broke. So anyway, no infringement intended, no money is being made.

Notes: This one might me out of character… I don’t know. I just an idea and went with it. So let me know if this one worked at all. Thanks!

UNAWARE

All I want to do is take a shower and go to bed. I swear this has been the longest day of my life. First I am late for a meeting with Skinner, like that is anything new. It wasn’t even a very important meeting. But that led Scully to be pissed at me all day. Which I understand, I always manage to be late. I really don’t do it on purpose…at least not all the time. But that doesn’t matter to her. All I can do is say I am sorry and hope she doesn’t try to kick my ass. Then after a horrible day of filling out back paperwork (why Skinner wanted the meeting? basically to say we HAD to do it NOW) with a pissed off Scully, then the Lone Gunman called me. At first I thought it would be great. Some meaningless chat with the guys, maybe a few beers. But no. They wanted me to go with them to check out a senator who was apparently doing something he shouldn’t be. I still don’t know what they thought they were going to find. I suddenly understand why Scully wants to kill me when I do things like that. So that didn’t work out either. So Frohike was pissed off, which is just as bad as a pissed off Scully. Well… No. No one is as bad as Scully when she is mad. That is just plain scary as hell. It’s almost two in the morning and I am actually looking forward to a weekend with nothing to do. I just want to sleep for a day. Maybe call Scully tomorrow night and make sure she still doesn’t want to rip my balls off. She usually calms down after a night. And now to top it all off my damn door is stuck. Why the hell do I live is such a rat hole? I finally manage to kick the damn door in and almost shit in my pants. But luckily instead of that I pull my gun out when a see someone sitting on my couch. This is just what I need. I seriously am considering just closing the door and getting a hotel room for the night. Let the bastard tear my place apart. What the hell do I care?

"Don’t move." I point my gun toward the figure and hope the exhaustion is not too evident in my voice.

"It’s me Mulder." Scully’s voice sounds so small I barely recognize it.

"Jesus Scully! I… You scared the shit out of me. You shouldn’t sit in my apartment in the dark I could have shot you!" Gee that was fun. When do I get to go to bed? With my luck my bed will spring another leak and this time I will drown! But then at least I will be resting peacefully…

"Sorry." Her shaky voice whispers.

"Scully… What’s wrong?" She sounds like she has been, is, or is about to cry. I shrug off my leather jacket and toe off my sneakers as I sit of the edge of the couch next to her legs. She is leaning back against the arm with her legs bent up against the back of the couch.

She just shakes her head not looking at me. I have never seen such a sad look on her ever before. Well once, when Melissa died… and Emily. Oh shit… What the hell happened?

"Scully? Please say something. You’re scaring me." She is. She is too silent. I look her up and down in the pale light. She is wearing jeans and a black sweater but she is shivering. Her cloths look rumpled.

She still doesn’t say anything, but she takes in a long shaky breath. I reach beside her to turn on the lap, she turns her face into the couch as she pulls her knees up to her chest. I grab my jacket from the coffee table where I dropped it and place it gently over her shoulders.

"Scully what happened?" I gently turn her face towards me. "Oh god." I stomach drops to my feet and my heart jumps to my throat. The whole side of her face is bruised and swollen. My mind fights with emotions. I don’t know whether to demand who did this so I can go commit murder, pull her into my arms and cry, or what. But instead I take the logical approach; Scully has had some effect on me after all. "Scully where else are you hurt?" I turn her towards me and try to look in her eyes but she seems so distant. "Scully! Talk to me!" She finally looks up at me but doesn’t say anything. She is still shivering and tears are welled up in her eyes. "I’m calling an ambulance." I start to pull out my phone when she grabs my arm.

"No! It’s ok. I’m ok Mulder." She lets her hand drop from my arm when I put the phone down.

"Scully where else are you hurt?" She doesn’t say anything she just looks away. "Scully you have to talk to me. I need to take you to the hospital if you don’t tell me." I hope that doesn’t sound like a threat, it’s really just a fact. Suddenly I’m not so tired; the adrenal is pumping through me a mile a minute.

"I don’t know." She says distantly.

I nod at her and reach to pull off her sweater and she jumps about five feet in the air. "Its ok Scully. I just want to look and see if you are alright."

She looks like she suddenly woke up when she nods to me. "Ok." She doesn’t move to help me to I figure its ok I do this. Hell she had done it to me enough. It’s defiantly not a sexual thing.

I move slower this time. Carefully pulling the sweater over her head. Her arms rise slackly as I pull it off. "Oh god. Scully what happened?" One of her shoulders is swollen visible. She doesn’t answer me, just sits limply. I don’t think I want an answer yet. I run my hands over her arms carefully, looking for any injury. Her front looks ok besides her shoulder. So I slowly pull her body forward to look at her back. She rests all her weight against my chest as I look. "Jesus! Scully I have to get that cleaned." There is a gash down her side. A large bruise surrounds it with dried blood dripping down. It doesn’t look deep and the bleeding has stopped. I think for a moment before I do anything. Then I lean her back against the couch and unbutton her jeans, pulling off her shoes, socks and jeans. I quickly look over her body for anything else. Many bruises, but nothing nearly as bad as her back. I look back up at her; she is just starring out my window. "Scully? Do you want me to clean you or can I take you to the hospital?"

She looks at me slowly. "You." Her voice is a sad whisper. There is no way I can drag her to the hospital after she said it like that.

"Ok." I nod for a moment. "You stay here. I’ll be right back." I raise and go into my bedroom where I pull a thick quilt down from the closet, on my way back to Scully I turn on the bath.

Scully has curled herself around her knees again and is looking out the window. I sit down next to her slowly then wrap the blanket over her shoulders. A sudden dreadful realization comes over me. "Scully were you raped?" My stomach is just one tight knot in the center of my body. I don’t really want to ask right now, but if I get her cleaned up I will be ruining evidence.

She jumps at my question and looks at me with her teary eyes but smiles a little. "No. No Mulder I wasn’t." She looks away again.

"Scully… You need to tell me what happen. I can’t clean you up if any evidence might be ruined." God maybe she was attacked…

"Its ok Mulder. Don’t worry about that." She says softly before looking at me. "I just want to get clean… Please."

"Ok. Hang on." I don’t know what the hell is going on but the last thing I need is for the tub to over flow. I barely caught it in time too. I walk back out to her and kneel in front of her. I study her face for a moment and gather some courage. "I’m going to put you in the bath Scully." I wait for her to nod before I unclasp her bra and pull off her panties. Had it been any other time I would have been incredibly aroused, but I am too worried for that to even cross my mind twice. I slowly put an arm around her back, trying to avoid the cut and one under her knees. I pick her light body up in my arms and carry her to the bathroom. She doesn’t seem surprised at all that I did it. She just leans limply against me. I carefully set her down in the tub sitting her upright so the water won’t sting her back. Her whole body relaxes as she settles in the water.

I let her go for a moment and pull off my t-shirt. My arms are already wet. I kneel back down next to the tub and take another look at her. The light is much brighter in here. The bruises stand out painfully against her fair skin. I have to swallow hard to stay under control. I don’t know what emotion is worse. The anger to who ever did this or the pain of it happening to Scully.

I reach behind me and grab a cloth to clean her with. I dip it into the water and place one arm around the front of her encouraging her to put her weight forward. She catches on and leans her face against my upper arm.

"This is going to hurt at first." I whisper to her.

She nods against me obviously bracing herself against the pain that its going to cause.

I let out a long breath as I raise the cloth to her shoulder. I squeeze, letting the water flow down to the wound.

Scully jerks and draws a sharp breath. I don’t fight the urge to place a kiss in her hair as I repeat the procedure. "Mulder." She cries in pain.

"I know. I know. I’m sorry but I have to do this Scully." I continue to let the water slid down her as I fight the tears. I hate causing her pain when I don’t mean to. Some how when I know I am causing it, it’s worse.

She nods and buries her face in my arm more. I tighten my arm around her front in a silent apology as I take the cloth and run it gently around the wound cleaning off the blood. She yelps in pain, I think my heart just jumped out my throat broken in a million pieces. I continue cleaning as fast and as gently as I can until I can see the only the cut and no blood.

"I don’t think it needs stitches." I whisper to her. Why I whisper I don’t know. "Does anything else hurt Scully? Any other cuts?" I looked over her but I am still afraid something happened that I should know about that she isn’t telling me.

"No. That’s the only bad one." She has relaxed again against my arm since I stopped cleaning the cut.

I just nod not really finding my voice. I run the wet cloth over the rest of her body. Wiping away dried sweat from her skin. I gently lean her out of my arm so I can wash her arms. I come to her right hand and notice the knuckles are swollen. What the hell happened to her? Part of me doesn’t even want to know. Once she is cleaned as well as I can and pull away from her. "Scully I’m going to get your clothes."

She nods so I walk away. When I pick up her sweater I can smell blood. I don’t even take a second look at it, I can’t. The rage might just overwhelm me. I throw it into the garbage. Her pants are fairly clean so I pick those and the rest of her cloths up. I bypass the bathroom and go to my room. I grab a dark gray long sleeved cotton shirt from my closet for her to wear.

When I enter the bathroom again Scully is still sitting, hasn’t moved since I left her. I set her cloths down on the closed toilet and grab a towel for her. "Scully can you get dressed? Do you need me to help you?"

She looks at me for a moment before speaking. "I think I can do it."

"Ok. You do that and go into my bedroom. I need to bandage your back. Call if you need me."

She nods as I get some antiseptic, bandages and other things from under sink and leave the room. I can hear the water slosh as she gets out of the tub. I set down the medical supplies on my bed and go to make her tea. While the water boils I wrap some ice in towels for her bruises. I hear her leave the bathroom just as I am gather everything in my arms.

When I walk into the bedroom Scully is sitting on the bed starring at the bandages with a look of dread. I sit quickly next to her. "Here drink this then I’ll bandage you." I hand her the mug of tea.

"Thanks." She says starring into the mug.

I tilt her face up toward me and look at the bruise trying not to cringe I place a towel of ice gently to it. She jerks away a little but then relaxes and drinks her tea. "Hold this." I say softly as I take one of her hands to the towel. Then I take the other one and lean over her placing it under her shirt onto her shoulder where the shirt holds it in place without much pressure. We sit silently probably fifteen minutes as she drinks her tea and I fidget by organizing what I need to bandage her.

Scully sets the empty mug on the bedside table and takes out the ice packs that have melted against her bath heated skin. I sit back down next to her after putting the packs in the sink. We sit for a moment a silence. I don’t want to clean her cut anymore, and she doesn’t want me to. Both of us know its going to hurt like hell. But it has to be done.

"I need to lean forward Scully."

She nods and settles her elbows on her thighs. The waterbed swishes as her weight shifts. I gently raise the back of her shirt. The skin looks like it was torn apart in a three inch strip. I pause of a moment suddenly worried about infection. "Scully how long were you sitting here?"

"Um… Probably an hour."

"Did you come here right after this happened?" I still have no idea what the ‘this’ is.

She nods not looking at me, she knows she still has to tell me. She is dreading it as much as I am.

"Ok. It should be alright." I’m saying this basically for myself. Even if she doesn’t want to go to the hospital she’s a doctor and knows not to mess around with infection. I slowly raise the shirt more and take some cotton soaked with antiseptic. I can see her body stiffen as she waits for contact. I reach around in front of her and take one of her hands into mine. She squeezes slightly as a thank you. I quickly run the cotton over the cut, trying to be fast.

"Oh god!" Scully squeezes my hand so hard we have to go to the hospital so I can get a cast! I continue cleaning until I am satisfied. Scully releases my hand when she realizes I am done. I gently wipe antibiotic ointment onto her. She cringes only slightly.

"Almost done Scully." I whisper as I pull out cotton bandages. I press it lightly against the cut then tape the sides carefully trying to avoid the placed with the darkest bruising. I sit back a little. "Ok."

She lets out a sigh of relief and carefully leans back against the headboard. "Can I get some aspirin Mulder?"

"Yeah." I bring her three, figuring that MIGHT make a dent in the pain.

She takes them thankfully then leans back closing her eyes for a moment. I can’t decide if I should ask what happened now or wait. She knows the laws; if there was anything we could do I’m sure she would let me know now if not sooner.

"Scully why don’t you lay down and rest for a bit."

She looks at me. "You don’t want to know what happened?" She looks confused.

"Yes. Yes of course I do. But I want to you to rest more then that. If there is no reason for you tell me now, if there is nothing I can do," Like kill this son of a bitch. " I’d rather you got some sleep." I reach up and tuck some steam-dampened hair behind her ear.

She nods. "I don’t know if I can sleep." She whispers, I can tell she is fighting back tears.

I pull the covers back and Scully slides in. She takes a minute to get comfortable without putting too much weight on her side. I tuck the covers around her lightly. "Try to get some sleep and-" The phone interrupts me. Who the hell could be calling me at three in the morning? "I’ll be right back Scully."

She nods as I walk out into the living room to get the phone.

"Hello?"

"Fox?"

"Mrs. Scully?" I recognize her voice immediately even though she is crying hard.

"Fox please tell me Dana is with you."

What the hell is going on? I walk into the kitchen so Scully won’t hear me. "Yes she is here."

"Oh thank God! Is she ok?" Her voice is flooded with relief.

"I think she will be. What happened to her?" Please someone give me some answers!

"She hasn’t told you?"

"No not yet. I just got her cleaned up and I wanted her to try and sleep before we talk about it. Do you know what is going on?"

She ignores my last question. "Cleaned up?! What’s wrong with her?" She doesn’t sound so relieved anymore.

"Um… Well she is pretty beaten up I guess. She has a bad cut on her back but she is going to be ok. What happened?"

"Oh God. Bill is here visiting and I was talking to him about Dana. I don’t know what happened really he just got angry and left. He came back less then an hour ago all beaten up. He went to a bar after he left here, he is still very drunk. He doesn’t really remember what happened but he and Dana got into a fight, physically. I don’t know how he even drove! He is passed out on the couch, he was very worried about Dana."

"Bill did this to her?!" There’s the anger I was trying to keep down. "Her own damn brother beat the shit out of her! I’m going to kill that asshole..." I feel an angry lump forming in my throat.

"Fox! No, please listen." Opps… I didn’t really mean to say that out loud. "Can you just bring Dana here to me. So they can talk. Please Fox." She pleads with me.

I don’t say anything for a minute. "No I’m sorry Mrs. Scully. I’m not going to take her any where unless she wants me to."

"Mulder?" Scully is standing in the doorway behind me. "Is that my mother?"

I nod to her.

"Fox! Let me talk to Dana. Please?" She is crying again.

I take the phone away from my ear and cover the mouthpiece.

"She wants to talk to you Scully. Bill is there." I hand the phone to her but she takes a step back shaking her head. For the umpteenth time that night my heart shatters.

"Mrs. Scully she doesn’t want to talk right now." I turn away from Scully. "Let her get some sleep and I will call you in the morning. Is Bill ok? Does he need to go to the hospital?" I drop my voice even though Scully can still hear me.

"No I think he will be ok. Please, please bring Dana over in the morning. She needs to talk to both Bill and I."

"We’ll see. I’ll be in touch with you. Good night."

"Take care of her Fox." She whispers.

"I will. I promise." I hang up and turn to Scully. She is leaning against the wall starring at the ground.

"He was knocking on my door so loud I thought something was wrong. I was scared something happened to my mother he was yelling so loud for me to open the door." She started talking fast. Trying to get everything out before her emotions got the best of her. I walked closer to her and leaned against the wall. "The moment I opened the door I knew he was drunk. I have never seen him so drunk before, I’ve never seen anyone that drunk before. He just started screaming at me that he wasn’t going to let me ruin my life. How I needed to quit the X-files and be a doctor. How I was disappointing Dad by doing what I do. He wouldn’t listen to me at all. He just yelled at me for at least an hour. I was trying to get to give me his keys so he couldn’t drive. He wasn’t listening to anything I was saying. He was just screaming at me. So I tried to reach in his pocket and take the keys. That’s when he pushed me. Hard. I fell back onto the table. I never ever expected him to do that. I don’t really know what happened next. He was just hitting me Mulder." She was crying so hard I don’t know how she was still standing. I walked up closer to her and take a hold on one of her arms incase she does fall. "I was trying to get away but he is a lot bigger then me. I finally got up and reached for my gun. I wasn’t going to shoot him. I wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t even loaded. I just wanted him to snap out of it. I just wanted to get away. I tried but he grabbed my back and fell. I could feel my skin on my side ripping from his weight pushing me down. I was able to turn over. I think I just lost it. I started hitting him with the gun. I just wanted him to get off of me! He wouldn’t stop!"

"Ok. Its ok Scully." I pull her into my arms and hold her closely. She clutched to me. She had only done that one other time and that was after the damn Padgett guy and his book. She was literally holding onto me for dear life.

"I finally got away. I just left and came here. I don’t know how I made it here but I did. I didn’t know what else to do." She whispers into my neck.

"You should have called me Scully. I would have been home in a second."

She didn’t say anything just kept crying into my neck. I slowly picked her up again and take her back into the bedroom and laid her down. I slowly pull off her jeans so she is comfortable

"Is Bill ok?" She asked softly as I pulled the covers over her.

I nodded. That bastard. I really really want to kill him. "Your mother said he is ok. He’s passed out now. It’s probably best he sleeps it off." That way when he wakes up I can kill him. I don’t understand how someone could do this to his own sister. No matter HOW drunk they are. "Try to get some sleep Scully. Your mom wants me to bring you over in the morning." She looks away from me suddenly. "Scully look at me." She slowly turns her head back and meets my eyes. "You don’t have to go. I’ll only take you if you want to. Ok?"

"Ok. Mulder… Can you stay with me." She gestures to the other side of the bed.

I didn’t think my stomach could knot anymore but it just did! "Yeah." I walk over to the other side of the bed and pull off my own jeans. I suddenly realize I never put my shirt back on. It’s a good thing she wants my to stay with her otherwise I would probably pace my apartment until I can’t stand it anymore and finally go kill Bill.

"Mulder do you have any sleeping pills… I don’t think I’m going to sleep without some." She whispers like it is a sin.

"Sure Scully. Hang on." I bring her two and she quickly swallows them. I’ve never touched the stuff even though I have enough prescriptions to last me two life times.

I carefully slid in the bed. It’s really difficult to make a waterbed NOT shimmy. I look over at Scully who is starring up at the mirrored ceiling. She still doesn’t believe me that this bed just showed up. But it really did. I don’t get it either. I suddenly realize she is starring at the bruise on her face. I reach over and turn off the lamp so she can’t see much anymore more. She seems to snap out of what ever thought she was having and reaches over to take my hand. I smile slightly at her.

"You ok? Comfortable?"

"Yeah." She lets out a little laugh. "This waterbed is pretty neat." She said moving her feet around to send a little quake through the bed.

I laugh and reach to a space behind the headboard to turn up the heater. It was kind of hard since I didn’t want to let go of her hand. "I turned up the heater. It should help you."

She nods and closes her eyes. "Thanks. I think I’ll be asleep in no time."

"Good." I lift her hand to my mouth and kiss the back lightly.

"Good night Mulder."

"Night Scully." I can tell within a few minutes she is asleep. I can’t help but fallow, this has been one hell of a day…

I wake in the morning and cant help but jump when I find myself spooned up against Scully’s back. How the hell did this happen?! I carefully and regretfully pull away from her. I don’t want to hurt her back. I sit up and look over at her. She is still sound asleep. Which is probably a good thing. I doubt her waking up and finding us like that would go over well. She’d think I was making moves on her or something.

I slid out of bed and take a shower. I feel drained and stress out. Considering I JUST woke up it doesn’t look like promising day. I pull on jeans and a sweater before walking out to the bedroom again. I find Scully sitting up in bed with her knees pulled to her chest rocking herself slowly.

"Hey." I say softly and sit on the edge.

"Hi." She barely looks at me.

"How do you feel?" That is a damn stupid question of me to ask! She looks like shit, beautiful as always, but still she looks like shit.

"I don’t really know." She says laughing sadly. She pauses for some time. "I need to go to my mother’s." She states matter of factly.

I nod. "Ok why don’t I take you home so you can change, I need to put a new bandage on you and then I’ll drive you out there."

She shakes her head. "No Mulder. I don’t want to make you go out there with me."

I turn her head so she looks at me. "Scully there is no way I am not going to go out there with you. First of all I don’t think you should be driving. Second of all I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go alone, I know your mother would there but still. And thirdly… I’m just going with you."

She laughs a little and nods. "Thank you Mulder."

"You’re welcome. You want to change the bandage here or at your place."

She takes a breath. "You better do it here. I kind of just want to get it over with." She leans forward signaling for me to start.

I slowly lift her shirt and she leans against my shoulder bracing herself already. "I’ll try to make it fast Scully." I whisper into her hair. Taking off the old bandage I can see the skin has tightened over night. I soak some cotton in the antiseptic and wipe it quickly over the wound.

"Oh God Mulder!" Scully clutches at my arm in pain.

"I’m sorry." Heartbreak number one for Saturday.

"It’s ok. Just hurry."

So I do. I wish I didn’t have to do it. But I do. I quickly rebandage the cut and Scully pulls away, slightly out of breath from the pain. She quickly pulls on her jeans and gets up. She looks around for a minute. "Mulder where’s my sweater."

Oh shit. "Um… Scully you don’t want it back." I say softly as I hand her shoes over and pull my own on.

"Oh."

Yet again another fun day in the life of Fox Mulder.

We drive to her place pretty much in silence. Scully cringes when she goes to find her door unlocked. "Well at least it wasn’t wide open." She mumbles.

We walk in and I have to surpress a whistle. Tables are turned over, a lamb is shattered on the floor, there are some spots of blood on the carpet. The place looks like a crime scene. I guess it is…

"Scully go get changed and I’ll clean this up."

She looks around a little. "Don’t worry too much about it Mulder." She walks into her room in a daze.

I start by turning the table up right and picking up the bigger parts of the mess. I fumble around of about ten minutes before Scully steps out. I am shocked to see that she is still wearing my shirt but everything else has changed. She tried to cover up the bruise on her face but its impossible, but it does look better. "Mulder just leave the rest, I’ll finish it tonight."

I nod and throw away part of the lamp. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah."

"Want me to call your mom and tell her we are on our way?"

I can see her swallow nervously. "Yeah please. I’m going to take some aspirin."

I have to admit this memory of mine is very handy. I dial Mrs. Scully’s number as if I call everyday.

"Hello?" Wow she sounds wiped.

"Mrs. Scully it’s me." I speak softly so Scully won’t hear, hopefully.

"Oh Fox I was getting worried! Is Dana alright?"

Oh yeah as right as rain. Jeez I must be tired! I can’t believe I just used that expression. "Yeah I think so. I’m going to bring her over right now. Is Bill still there?"

"Yes he just woke up."

"Does he remember ANY of this?"

I can hear her take a long breath. "Yeah he woke up last night and remembered what happened. I almost wish he didn’t."

I turn when I hear Scully walk back into the room. "Ok. We are going to leave now. See you soon." I basically hung up on her, I doubt she’ll hold it against. The woman doesn’t seem to hold anything against me.

"Mulder…are you sure you want to go with me? Bill is not going to be happy to see you."

"Scully I honestly don’t give a shit if Bill wants me there or not. The question is do YOU want me to go with you?"

She slowly looks me in the eyes. Then nods even slower. "I think I need you to go."

What was that? Did Dana Scully just admit that she NEEDS me? "Then I go."

We drive slowly and quietly. I basically have to force some food down Scully’s throat. It is really hard to argue with a doctor that they need to eat. Especially if the doctor is a red headed little power bitch named Scully. I love that little power bitch.

We sit parked in the driveway for a few minutes. I just sit here, it’s all up to Scully now.

"Mulder… Don’t um…"

"Don’t do anything stupid?" I smile over at her foolishly. I know that’s what she is thinking. And I know she is right, I really need to stay in line.

Scully laughs a little at me. "Yeah." She takes a deep breath and opens the door. I follow her out and wait by the front for her. She is walking slow and a little stiff from her bruised body.

"Scully whenever you want to leave just tell me ok?"

She nods and takes my forearm in her hand. "Come on Mulder that’s get this over with."

I don’t do anything but follow where I am pulled to. Scully knocks softly at the front door. I can hear someone basically run to the door.

"Oh Dana! Sweetheart are you ok?" Mrs. Scully throws her arms around her daughter. Scully lets out a little gasp of pain but doesn’t say anything about it.

"I’m fine Mom." Oh the ‘I’m fine’ line. A Scully classic.

Mrs. Scully slowly pulls away with tears in her eyes. Then hugs me. Just what this woman needs, another family problem associated with me. For once I don’t feel guilty about something that has happened to Scully. I would have if it had only been a verbal fight. If her and Bill argued over her career once again I would have felt terrible. But for some reason this only makes me angry not guilty.

"Please come in." Mrs. Scully ushers us both in. Scully actually takes my hand and pulls me inside. Like I’m going to change my mind and run home. No way. This maybe the only time I get to see Bill Scully when he is down. I’m going to love this more then anything else.

We’ve barely stepped in the door before Bill walks down the stairs. He must have one hell of a hang over. I’m proud, and not the least bit surprised to see that Scully definitely put up a fight. He has a large bruise on his cheek and a swollen lip. But he still looks much better then Scully.

"What the hell is he doing here Dana?!" Let the games begin.

"I wanted him to come Bill." Scully basically whispers but she tightens her grip on my hand.

"Of course you did! Do you have any shame at all?!" He has turned to look at me. "Don’t you realize what you do to her? You’ve ruined her life!"

"Bill I’m not here to fight with you." This is defiantly a new approach for me. "I am just here because Scully asked me to come."

"Yeah right! You are full of shit!" He takes a large aggressive step towards me.

"Bill stop it!" Scully screams then runs past him and out the back door. She has lost it, I can tell. Bill reaches for her but she side steps him.

"Whoa! Hang on a minute Bill." I take a long stride and stand in his path. "Please just give her a minute." I swear he is going to hit me but Margaret steps over and takes his arm.

"Bill please let Fox talk to her."

Bill looks down at his mother and turns away from me.

I don’t waste a second, I follow Scully’s path out the back door. I see her sitting with her face in her hands and knees drawn up on the bench swing. I slowly walk over and sit close to her. I run my hand through her hair gently. "You ok Scully?"

She shakes her head. "No. No I’m not ok."

I let out a little snort of laughter. "At least you admitted it."

She picks head up and smiles a very small smile at me, but I can she is shaking. Then rubs her eyes with her hands. "I’m scared. I don’t want to be scared of my own brother Mulder." Her voice is a quiet plea that rips at my insides.

"Scully I wish there was something I could say that would help. But I don’t think there is." I paused for a moment. I don’t know what to say, but I’m willing to try anything to make her feel better. "After Sam was taken my father began to drink. It seemed like all the time. I just started to stay out of his way. I just stayed in my room." I’m trying to get the words out faster but they are just slow and strained. I don’t usually talk about this, actually I never do. "Sometimes he would go to bar, it was better that way. I would hear when he was coming in and I would turn off my lights and get in bed. He would usually leave me alone if he found me like that. But… whenever he drank at home it was, it was just horrible." I stop there. I can’t seem to find the words. Scully runs a hand down my arm and entwines our fingers. I know I have her attention now. I take a deep breath before going on. "He would knock on my door so hard I thought it would break. I didn’t want to let him in. But I knew if I didn’t my mother would wake up. Then they would start to fight, I think that was worse then fighting with him myself. So I would let him in if he didn’t stop after a minute. It was pointless anyway. I knew my mother was awake, how could anyone sleep through the yelling and pounding? But she never came to help me. My father would burst in and start screaming about Sam. At the time I thought he was blaming me, asking me questions. But now that I know that he sent her away I know he was asking himself. But he would scream and scream. Then he would hit me. Usually just a punch or a shove."

"Mulder." Scully whispers as she leans against my arm.

"It seemed if I made enough noise about it, you know if a table was knocked over, he would snap out of it. But not always. He never hurt me that badly. But it didn’t matter. It was the fact that he did it. After that, even after it stopped, even after I was old enough and big enough to fight back I was still scared of him. I don’t know." I shake my head and look in her eyes. "I don’t know if it ever goes away completely. I wish it did." I tuck a few stands of hair behind her ear after I finish.

Scully gently pushes her way under my arm and wrapped hers around my waist. I pulled her lightly to me not wanting to hurt her shoulder. Then I rest head on hers inhaling her sweet scent. We were quiet for sometime before Mrs. Scully walks out onto the porch. I started to pull his arm away from her but stopped when Scully made no move.

"Dana are you ok?" Her mother whispered. I raised my head slightly and gave her a sad smile. Scully just let out a sigh against my chest. "Dana?" Margaret crouched down next to her and touched her knee.

"I’m ok Mom." She finally lifted away from my body. "I don’t think I am ready for this yet. I just want to go home."

Mrs. Scully let a few tears fall silently. "Bill is sorry Dana. He really is. He feels horrible, I think seeing Fox made him realize that you weren’t going to just forget about it. He never meant to hurt you. He really didn’t, you know that don’t you?"

She was desperately holding back tears, I can feel some rising in my own eyes. Just watching her in pain makes me hurt. "I just want to go home." She repeated.

Her mother nodded and squeezed her knee.

I slowly rise to my feet pulling Scully along. "Come on. We’ll go around to side of the house to the car." I can tell she doesn’t want to run into Bill again, I don’t either.

Scully starts to walk away when Margaret takes my arm. "Fox don’t leave her alone." She sounds so desperate. I just nod and take a few long strides to catch up to Scully who is going around the house. Once I catch up I place my hand on the small of her back. I dig out my keys and click the unlock button. We both open our doors and are about to get in when the front door bangs against the side of the house after being open with force.

"Dana! Wait I want to talk to you."

Scully slides into the car and I follow her. Bill comes running up to the car. "Mulder just go."

"Ok." I turn the car on and slowly back up. Bill is pounding on Scully’s window. Part of me hopes I run over his foot, a big part of me. We drive away in silence with Scully starring at the dashboard. I reach over and take her hand. "It’s going to be ok Scully. Just give it some time."

She just nods without looking at me. We drive back to DC before I say anything. "You want to go back to your place? I can help you clean up."

"Ok." She is still starring out the window.

We spend the afternoon cleaning and straightening. Her place really wasn’t that bad. But I remember trying to put my room back together whenever my father lost it, its not like cleaning anything else. Every time you pick out a little broken item you are forced to remember what caused it. Scully SEEMS to be handling it well enough. Then again Scully is really good at making a lot of things seem how they aren’t. We don’t talk much, even as we eat pizza. Yet again I basically have to force it down Scully’s throat.

Scully stands slowly. "Mulder I’m going to take a bath just make yourself at home."

I throw my legs up on her couch and grab the remote, took me fifteen minutes to find the battery cover by the way. "Consider it done."

She just shakes her head trying not to smile, I can tell. Then she walks off to the bathroom. I channel surf for a few minutes. Seventy sum channels and nothing is on. Damn Scully for not getting ESPN. I look around her place from my slouched position. We did pretty well. Everything seems in place. Minus a lap and some nick naks. But Scully couldn’t get rid of the bloodstains on the light carpeting. She mumbled something about getting a plant to put over the spot. My surveillance is interrupted by Scully walking into the room in her bathrobe looking a little distressed. I am on my feet in about point zero two seconds. "Scully are you ok?"

"Yeah… It’s just…" Her cheeks flush and she focuses on a random spot of carpet.

"It’s just what Scully?" I take her arm in my hand trying to her to look at me.

"I need you to help me."

My inside flip around for about an hour or so before they settle in my throat. "Ok. I can do that." I think.

I walk slowly into the bathroom. It’s filled with steam and smells of Scully. Or maybe Scully smells like it. Oh whatever. It smells really damn good ok?

"I need to get in without getting my back too wet at first."

I nod. "Ok I’ll help you in." It feels like throat closes when she slowly drops her robe to the floor. Actually I think it does because I am suddenly very light headed. I have to shake myself to remember why I am here. I pull off my shirt just like last night so I don’t get soaked. It might also help with the fact that my body temperature has risen to somewhere around eight hundred degrees. I ease an arm around her front after she steps into the tub, I try to keep from touching her breasts. But it’s hard, yes pun intended. I don’t know how I managed last night but I really wish I knew because I would like to do that again. So anyway I lower her slowly down. She places most of her weight onto me. It’s a damn good thing she is light because my knees are very weak at this moment. I kneel down beside the tub as I lower her the rest of the way. She takes in a sharp breath as some of the water touches the cut. "You ok?"

"Yeah I just need to get used to it." Her eyes are closed tightly as she presses her face into my bicep. "Can you wash it for me?"

I tell her I can but I’m not so sure about it because she shifts forward so my arm is pressing right against her breasts. I can’t help but notice her nipples are hard against my skin. Could it possibly be that cold in here? I’m boiling. I carefully wash her back. She isn’t cringing as much, which I take as a good sign. I sit back away from her slightly. "Ok all done Scully. Wasn’t too bad was it?"

She gives me a weak smile. "No it’s getting better."

I swallow nervously. I really wish this wasn’t turning me on so much. I really really do. "Anything else I can help with Scully?" Need every inch of your body washed? I can use my tongue if that sponge is too rough? Whoa I really need to calm down. This could get very embarrassing very fast.

"Um… Do you think you could help me wash my hair? I don’t know if I can hold my arm up that long without hurting my back." Well at least she sounds as nervous as I feel. It’s nice to know Scully isn’t made of steel like she wants to be.

"Yeah. I can do that too." I manage a smile. And reach for the shampoo bottle. I slide an arm under her back. "Lean back Scully." She does and her hair quickly soaks up the bath water. I carefully sit her upright and squeeze shampoo into her hair. Scully lets out a commented sigh and leans her head back as I massage her scalp. I know I am doing this much longer the needed, but she looks so relaxed. I never knew I had a bathing fetish, of course I’ve never bathed anyone before. I stop washing her hair after another minute, I don’t want to freak her out but I could sit here all night doing this. "Ok lean back again." She drops all her weight into the arm I put behind her back as I lower her. We seem to be playing some sort of trust game, like the one I would play with Sam when we were little. She would fall backwards and I would have to catch her. I never once dropped her, fell to my knees a few times, but I didn’t miss her. I reach over with my other hand and move her hair around in the water to rinse the foam out. I am fascinated by the way is swirls and floats. I stare at her hair for some time, which is safer then starring at her breasts that are floating in to ripples of water my hand makes. I feel her back straining under the position I have her in. "Sit up." I don’t know why I whisper but I do.

"I better get out before I turn into a raisin." Scully says laughing. I join her, she is looking a little wrinkled. "Can you help me up?"

"Once again I can do that." I smile at her. Suddenly I don’t feel very nervous. This feels right. We know each other so well. We could probably do almost anything in front of the other without being worried it will be held against us. Of course if our relationship comes to going to the bathroom with the door open I am leaving. My aunt used to do that, made me sick. So what if I was ten, I know what she was doing and I didn’t want to talk about my schoolwork while she was doing it thank you very much. After I lift her to her feet I hand her a towel. I have to say I am doing very well at not looking at her. Of course it is taking every once of self-control I have, but none the less I am doing it.

"Thanks Mulder I think I can handle it from here." Scully says after wrapping the towel around her body. It must be the heat from the bath, but she is very flushed.

"Ok. I’ll wait for you out there." I say as I reluctantly walk away. I could dry her off if she wanted, I mean I don’t want her to stretch her back too far or anything.

"Mulder wait a second."

I turn just as I am about to step into the hall. "Yeah?"

Scully looks me up and down. I swear she looks me up and down. "Your shirt." She says pointing to the floor.

I smile. I’m am such a dumb ass. "Thanks." I pick it up and walk backwards out of the bathroom. I finally make it to the couch. I am very proud on my knees considering they almost gave out on me about an hour ago. Sitting back into the couch I throw an arm over my eyes and sigh. I did well. I really did. I manage the whole situation with only a mild erection. I’m damn proud of my self-control. Oh god my arms smell like Scully. Or smell like the bath. Whatever.

I can feel the couch dip slightly as Scully sits next to me. She places her hand on my knee and I swear I can feel the heat of her body through my jeans in a matter of milliseconds. "You ok Mulder?"

I clear my throat and take my arm off my eyes. "Yeah."

She looks so cute. Wearing a big fluffy bathrobe and her hair all damp and tousled. She holds out a hair brush and smiles shyly. "It hurts to raise my arm straight up."

I nod, I try to hold in the smile but I can’t. I defiantly have a hair fetish now! "Yet again Scully, another thing I can do." I take the brush from her hand and turn her around a little. Ok I have to stay under control. I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding as I run the brush through her hair the first time. The teeth of the brush straighten her hair into little columns. It’s troubling that I find this so amazing. I don’t know how long I brush her hair. The only reason I stop is because Scully leans back against my chest and it is impossible for me to do anymore. "Tired?" I whisper into her ear. It should be illegal for a woman to smell so good. It’s like a drug.

"No not really. Just relaxed."

"Good." I can’t help myself, I’ve been good all night. I wrap my arms around her waist and lean her back against me a little more. "Anything else I can do for you Miss Scully?" I ask with my best British accent.

She laughs a little. "Yes one more thing. Unfortunately it’s not as much fun as the least things." Whoa! Hold the phone! She thought that was fun? "I need you to put on a new bandage."

Oh shit. That wont be much fun will it. "Ok. I’ll get the stuff. Bottom self in the bathroom closet?"

She nods as I stand. "If I moved it I wouldn’t be able to fix you up when you wander in here in the middle of the night." She smiles smugly at me.

"Ha Ha." I walk back a minute later and sit where I was before. "Ok ready when you are."

"Ready." Scully unties her robe and leans forward before slipping it off her shoulders so it pools around her waist. Oh shit! She is not wearing a damn thing under it.

"Nice birthday suit Scully." I say as I rub the antiseptic over the cut. Yes I use humor when I am nervous, so sue me.

"You like?" What?! What did she just say? Is Scully flirting with me?

"What’s not to like?" I manage to throw in a teasing tone but I mean that so seriously it is scary. Her body is perfect! Soft but firm. Amazing curves. I’ve always gone for women with a shape, nothing I hate more then a stick. I finish bandaging her quickly. "Ok all done."

Scully leans back into me again. Only this time it is her naked skin against my thin shirt. I swear I can feel every curve of her back, every vertebrae, every breath she takes in presses her closer to me. Very slowly I encircle her waist again. I don’t know what the hell what she is thinking. "Can I do anything else for you Scully?" Please, anything. I’ll get on my hands and knees… You can get on your hands and knees. What ever you are into is fine with me. She doesn’t say anything. But she doesn’t feel tense, I’ll take that as a good sign.

She clears her throat before speaking. "Anything?"

Oh god this is getting very dangerous. I run the back of my fingers down her bruised cheek. I want to make that go away. I want to make any pain that she felt just disappear. "For you… I’ll do anything."

Scully turns her head up to look at me. I swear I don’t even think. I just let it happen. I press my lips firmly against hers. After a moment I pull away from her and search her eyes. I have no idea what THAT expression is. It’s new to me. "Is that what I can do for you?"

She slowly shakes her head no and I hear my heart in my in ears. I fucked up big time! "This is what you can do for me." In one quick motion she turns around and straddles my lap. Her tongue is in my throat faster then I thought possible. It takes me a moment to kiss back. I think my brain melted out my head during that first kiss. Scully pulls away from me out of breath. "Touch me Mulder."

Who can say no to that?! My hands slide from her back and I pull her naked breasts up to my mouth. Take one nipple into my mouth and suckle. Judging from the gasp that comes out of her mouth she wasn’t expecting that at all. But she doesn’t seem to be complaining if the grinding of her crotch against mine is any clue. Her hands are pulling at my hair so hard it hurts but I’m not about to complain. I flip her over onto her back on her couch. Damn good thing this couch is pretty big cause I don’t think I could make it to the bedroom if my life depended on it. I barely register as her talented hands pull off my shirt and unbutton my jeans. I think it takes her about one minute to have me completely naked. I guess she isn’t going for slow and easy huh? This doesn’t seem right. I have a knot of regret forming in my stomach. I tare my lips away from her. "Scully… Are you sure about this?"

She blinks at me a few times with eyes dark with desire. She licks her swollen lips. "Yes. This is what I want."

"Me too." The moment the words are out of my mouth she pulls me back down to her. It’s official! She is definitely my type of woman!

Scully is tensing a little under me. Maybe she is on painkillers and she is suddenly coming too. I wonder where her gun is. I don’t doubt for a second she will shot me for this. "Mulder… My back."

"Oh shit I’m sorry Scully." Have I mentioned I am a dumb ass?

"It’s ok." She is breathing heavily as I pull my self up from her. "We need to get off the couch, I can’t do it like this."

Did Scully just say ‘do it’? Am I dreaming or something? I pull her along with me as I slide to the floor. Scully flips over onto her hands and knees and my eyes just about pop out of my head. This cant be for real. She tilts her hand to the side and looks expectantly at me. Slowly I slid my hands up her sides then down again. She shivers under my touch. I don’t want to hurt her so I slid a hand to her thigh intending to go to her opening. Again my inside flip over. She is so aroused her wetness is literally dripping down her thighs.

"Mulder?"

Her voice startles me. "Yes?"

"Are you waiting for an engraved invention or something?" She laughs.

"Sorry Scully. You’re so small I didn’t want to hurt you but I guess you are ready huh?" I can’t keep the egotistical tone out of my voice. It’s hard not to when a woman is dripping with desire on her knees in front of you.

"Very." She purrs. Yes Dana Scully purred.

I slip an arm under her waist and lift her slightly. I slid in with ease I have never experienced before. I hate to sound like some sort of chic flick, but we were made to fit together. We both groan when I literally hit bottom, or top, or end. I don’t know. I couldn’t tell which is my right hand if I tried. I move in and out with a steady pace. We seem to know each other well enough that it doesn’t take more then one stroke to find a rhythm. All I can hear are Scully’s sounds of pleasure. Soft little noises that are completely driving me crazy. I can feel her body begin to tense around me as her breathing quickens. Suddenly her body quakes and all I can do in push deeper and deeper into her trying to absorb each feeling. I feel my release rising around my body as it takes me over. I think I yell out her name, I know I yell something out. I hope it’s her name, I want her to know I have never felt anything like this before. I slowly come back to my senses. I can’t seem to hold myself up though. I place my head on Scully’s back, at least I am with it enough to avoid any bruises. A long moment later Scully slides away from me and sits back against the front of the couch pulling me along side of her. I suddenly feel alone without her body pressing into mine. I drag her against my chest and bury my face in her hair. I love this hair. I kiss her hair until I feel her shiver against me. Not a pleasure shiver but a cold shiver.

"Cold?"

"Mmm Hmm." She mumbles. "Come to bed with me."

I don’t know how I do it but I manage to stand and walk with her into her room. Never thought I would crawl naked into bed with Scully. I always hoped, but I never thought it would happen in this lifetime.

"You ok? Did I hurt your back?" I ask her softly as she snuggles up against my chest. I gingerly place my arms around her small body.

"Shh Mulder you are ruining my orgasmic bliss." She teases.

I laugh. "Sorry Scully."

She pokes my ribs with her finger. "You better be."

"Shh Scully I’m trying to go to sleep."

"Sorry Mulder." That’s the last thing I hear before I sleep. Her sugar sweet voice saying my name.

I wake up just as Scully is sliding out of bed, its still dark out. "Scully? You ok?"

She jumps and looks over at me, she looks like she is going to cry. "Yeah. I’ll be right back." She walks out to the bathroom. I can hear her open cabinets and water running. A minute later she walked back over and curled up in a fetal position facing me.

I reach out and touch her cheek. "Having trouble sleeping?" At least I notice she was awake in bed, but I’m not exactly used to sleeping with someone next to me.

She nodded. "I couldn’t fall back asleep so I took some more pills."

More? "Did you already take some tonight?"

"After my bath." She paused for a moment and closed her eyes. "I just want to sleep Mulder."

I slide closer to her and wrap my arms gently around her body. She is almost asleep again.

I lay awake for some time listening to her deep breathing before I fall sleep also.

I wake up mid morning, it takes me a minute to remember where I am. But I’ve gotten used to that after all these years of traveling. I roll over to see Scully sound asleep on her stomach.

Now what? Shower? Oh a shower in Scully’s shower. I am enjoying the fact that I get to bathe in her house way too much. But I guess my life is pretty pathetic. Come to find out, showering at her place is pretty much the same at mine. Except her soap smells a lot more interesting and her towels are fluffier.

Once dressed I walk back into the bedroom, Scully is still asleep. So I busy myself with the local news for a while, nothing is good in ever on Sunday mornings.

I sit for at least an hour with no stirring of Scully when I hear a knock at the door. I look through the peep whole and a sad tired looking Mrs. Scully waits on the other side. Ack! The Mom. This should be fun. Hi Mrs. Scully, your daughter is still asleep after our little sex romp last night. Would you like to come inside so I can show you were it all took place?

"Hi Mrs. Scully." I smile politely as I open the door.

"Fox, good morning."

I step away and open the door wider when I notice Bill is not with her. "Come on in. Scully is still asleep."

"Oh. Ok." She walks in and looks around, her eyes settling on the blood stains. "Bill’s shore leave was over this morning." She answers my unvoiced question. "You want to go home? I can stay with Dana for a few days if she wants me too."

"Um… Actually I think I will run home real fast and change, grab some more clothes. But I will come back." I try to say this politely. Scully is her daughter after all.

"Ok I will wait here until you get back. Hopefully Dana will wake up soon." She smiles sadly at me as I pick up my keys and head out the door.

I have never driven so fast in my life. I think I made it to my place, packed some clothes and drove back to Scully’s fast enough to set a world record. So now I am set to spend quite a few days with Scully.

Oh shit.

I never actually asked if she wanted me to stay over or not. Well I’ll just presume she does. I can handle a little rejection. Right? Oh God let her want me to stay.

I walk in to Scully’s apartment to find her mother sitting on the couch still. I toss my suitcase to the side of the room trying to look nonchalant.

"She is still asleep Fox."

I nod. Wow she must be wiped. I’m pretty sure it doesn’t have anything to do with my manhood but tell that to my ego.

"I think I will head home. I’ll call her tomorrow. Do you think she will be working?"

"Not if I have anything to say about it." I say with a small smile.

Mrs. Scully walks over and hugs me. "Thank you for taking care of her Fox. You always do."

I laugh a little. Then shake my head. "I don’t know what to say to that."

She smiles and opens the door. "Call me if she wants to talk tonight."

"I will. Good bye Mrs. Scully."

She smiles and leaves.

I walk into the kitchen and notice Mrs. Scully brought food. Good old home baked artery-clogging sticks to your ribs kind of food. God I love that woman. I love all Scully women actually. Fried chicken! Cold fried chicken, which is even better. This woman must cook when she is nervous. How much Tupperware can one person own? Jeez…

After I finish my meal I go check on Scully. I look in the bedroom, curtains are still drawn so it is almost too dark to see her. Oh God. She’s curled on her side whimpering. I wordlessly slide in beside her and spoon up close. She shakes in my arms.

"Mulder." She whispers in a voice painfully filled with sorrow.

"Its ok I’m here. Its ok." She starts to rock lightly in my arms. I go with it; I’ll go anything to comfort her. I nuzzle her hair gently while she slowly calms down.

She takes a few deep cleansing breaths.

"You ok?" I know it’s a stupid question, but I don’t really know what else to say.

She shifts out of my arms and sits up nodding as she wipes away tears.

I let up next to her and rub her back. "Tell me what’s wrong."

She shakes her head. "I don’t know. I… I just want to go back to sleep." She starts to stand up but I can see her waver.

"I got you." I quickly stand and hold her waist.

She shoos me away. "I’m ok. I’m just going to take another sleeping pill and go back to bed."

"Scully why don’t you lay off those for a little while." I walk her towards the kitchen. "Your mother was here and left a lot of food, lets get some into you then you can go back to bed." I sit her down at a kitchen chair and open the refrigerator.

"Mulder I don’t need you to tell me when to eat and sleep." Uh oh… I have awoken the bitter angry Scully.

But I choose to ignore that comment. "We’ve got mashed potatoes, fried chicken, some sort of casserole type of thing, a couple pies, some bread, I can keep going if you’d like." I turn to look at her.

"I’m not hungry." She states.

Again I choose to ignore a comment. "Mashed potatoes it is." I don’t turn back to her until I’ve heated the plate… I wish I didn’t turn around at all.

"I said I wasn’t hungry." She said firmly when I sat down next to her.

I’m starting to get annoyed. "Well humor me Scully. You need to eat something, it’s been almost twenty-four hours."

I pour her a glass of milk while she eats probably four bites then pushes the plate away. "Mulder I’m just not hungry." She leans towards me and rests her head on my shoulder. I think she is trying to butter me up… It’s working. "I just want to take some medicine and go back to bed."

I pull her into my lap. "Scully you have been taking an awful lot lately, take a break. Talk to me for a while."

She leans forward and kisses me deeply. Needless to say I lose all coherent thought since all the blood in my body is flowing to a certain area. She pulls back after a moment and traces my cheek with her fingers. She looking at me but it seems like she doesn’t see me.

I let out a little chuckle. "When I said talk, I meant it."

She meets my eyes. Then slowly shakes her head. "I don’t want to talk." She straddles my hips in a smooth motion.

I can’t help but let out a low moan at the pressure her weight causes to my groin.

I will make it to the bedroom. I will not have sex on the kitchen table with Scully. At least not this time. Maybe next time.

I shift my hands to her thighs and stand. Her legs wrap around me to hold herself up and she starts to suck my earlobe.

"Mmm. Scully you better stop that or I might drop you."

She laughs and leaves my earlobe and moves to my neck.

Finally I make it to the bed and fall backwards so Scully still straddles me. Her fingers pull my shirt over my head quickly then she returns to kiss my chin. My hands slip up under the oversized flannel shirt is wearing and I fondle her bare chest. She groans softly. I tug her at her thighs for a moment until her starts to move up over my face. I inhale her deep scent and pull her panties down. After a little awkward movement her lower half is bared to me. She quickly settles over me again and I take a long stroke of her. Her breath catches at my tasting of her. Deep and sweet. The taste sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my groin. I reach down and undo my jeans to release some of the pressure so perhaps I can father children in the future. I move a hand up to her ass and gently run my fingertips between the cheeks as I take her clit into my mouth. I must be doing something right because it only takes a minute before she is breathing quickly. I increase the pressure slightly and she yells out my name in a voice full of passion as she comes. She sits back heavily on my chest, it’s a good thing she doesn’t weigh much. Her eyes are closed and her head tilted back.

After a moment she looks down at me. "Wow." She smiles lazily.

I laugh and flip her over and settle between her legs then struggle out of the rest of my clothes. I slid into her in one long smooth stroke. "Damn you are wet." I whisper in her ear and I settle against her. I pick out a steady rhythm quickly. I know I’m not going to last long so I start to slide a hand down between us so I can get her to come again but she stops me.

"Too much." She whispers between pants.

That was one hell of a big boost to my ego.

"Oh God!" She yells out and arches up against me as her body convulses pleasantly around me. That’s all it takes for me to empty into her. The pleasure ripples through my body. Starting at the base of my neck and flowing through my spine until it comes to rest in my cock.

My body just buzzes for a moment before I manage to roll off Scully. She curls up on her side, burring her face in my neck. I straighten the flannel shirt she is still wearing over her body. She murmurs appreciation and closes her eyes. I stroke her back gently as she falls asleep again.

Well at least she is asleep without pills. So if I have to make love to Scully every time she wants to sleep I guess I will have to. It’s a damn shame.

It’s still early so I lay awake stroking Scully for at least an hour before I drift off to my own light slumber.

I wake to complete darkness when Scully crawls back in bed and curls up against me again. I open my arms so she can lay down.

"You ok?"

She nods. "I couldn’t sleep." She whispers in a raw voice.

I tilt her chin up and look into her eyes. She has been crying. She breaks away from my hold to nuzzle the crook of my neck.

She can show me her most intimate body parts but not her pain. That’s so…. Scully

"You took more sleeping pills."

She nods against me even though it was a statement not a question.

I let out a breath and pull her impossibly closer because I don’t know what else to do. Within moments she falls into a steady sleep.

I’m not so lucky.

I lay awake for hours pondering the fact that she is taking way too many sleeping pills lately. But she is also a doctor. She knows what she is doing. She doesn’t need, or want, me to take care of her. Does she? She never has before.

I barely sleep the rest of the night. My Scully radar is on full alert. Every tiny move I wake up ready for her. Every small murmur from her and I am ready to comfort her. I’m almost grateful when the alarm goes off.

Scully squeezes her eyes closed tighter at the disturbance as I turn it off. "I’m staying home today. I can’t go anywhere with these bruises." She grumbles.

I lean down and kiss her temple. "You take as long as you need. I’ll take care of Skinner."

I go through that day trying not to call Scully every hour on the hour. I do call her a couple times. She never answers, so I leave messages. I explain to Skinner she is having family issues and will be back as soon as she is ready. He just does his usual grumble and said a harsh ‘fine’. Personally I was touched by his concern.

So I busy myself with reviewing case files. I have to stop myself more times then I would like to admit from looking up to ask Scully a question.

I finally get home--well Scully’s place, but I’ll call it home until she kicks my sorry ass out. She is asleep, no surprise there. I quietly change into jeans and a t-shirt and fix myself some Mrs. Scully home cookin’ leftovers and relax on Scully’s couch for a while.

I think I fall asleep. I’m not too sure. Maybe I just really zone out for a while. But I get up and walk into the bedroom. I stop at the doorway and strain against the dim light to see Scully curled up in bed with her knees pulled to her chest rocking and crying.

I take a few long strides and sit beside her. "Scully." I whisper as I pull her upright and against my chest. I kiss her hair. "Its ok I’m here. Its ok." I rock her gently as she clutches her stomach for a few minutes. I’m hoping she would calm down, but she doesn’t. "Scully tell me what’s wrong?"

"It hurts." She whispers out.

I place a lingering kiss on her forehead. I remember the feeling. So much mental anguish your body destroys it’s self. It’s a horrible dreadful feeling that I will never forget. I figure this is what she is talking about but then I have second thoughts.

I pull her away slightly so I can look at her face, her eyes are glazed over and barely open. "Scully what hurts?"

She doesn’t answer just squeezes her arms tighter around her stomach and falls limply against me again.

I pull her away from me again and struggle to look in her eyes. "Scully how many of these did you take today?" I hold the bottle of sleeping pills from the night table in front of her face. "How many?"

"I don’t know." She whispers.

I give a slight shake. "Don’t fuck around Scully! How many did you take?"

"I don’t know!" She whispers firmly.

"Shit!" I pull her off the bed. "Scully stand up! You have to walk with me." I drag her to her feet and start to walk her. She drags her feet behind limply. "Scully come on. You have to walk."

"Mulder stop." She whispers faintly. "Just hold me and let me go back to sleep."

"God damn it Scully!" I drag her into the bathroom and fill the sink with cold water. "Take a breath and close your eyes." I tell her once the sink is filled. I lower her face down into the water. She immediately sputters and pulls back.

"Mul-" She chokes out.

"One more time Scully." I push her back down and hold her a little longer this time.

I pull her out and towel her face off. Her eyes are open wider now and she stares at me with shock. "I’m sorry sweetheart but I was losing you." I put an arm around her waist and start to walk her out into the main room. "You have to work with me Scully or I’m going to have to take you to the hospital."

She starts to struggle pathetically. "What?" She gasps out.

I continue to drag her around, her feet barely picking up. "I think you’re over dosing Scully. Just work with me. I don’t want to take you anywhere. We need to get some of this out of your system." I walk her to the kitchen and lean her between me and the counter as I open a container of chicken soup her mother made and heat a mug up. As it heats I walk her back and forth. She leans her head against my shoulder and give it a nudge upright. "Stay with me baby." I whisper.

She whimpers softly as I drag her and the mug of soup into the bathroom and sit her down on the floor.

"You need to drink this Scully." I hold the mug to her lips and tilt it up.

"No…" She protests but still drinks some.

"That’s my girl. Keep drinking."

She shakes her head and I tilt the mug more.

"I know you don’t want to Scully, but you have to."

She cries softly as she takes a few large gulps. Moments later her body racks with convulsions and she empties her stomach into the toilet.

"That’s it. It’s ok." I hold her hair back and stroke her back as she heaves out nothing more then bile.

She finishes and leans back against me. But I pull her up immediately. "You’ve gotta walk now."

"No… Please." She murmurs.

I don’t listen. I just maneuver one of her arms over my shoulders to help keep her up. We walk for a long time. Maybe an hour. Until she is finally walking on her own. I sit her down on the couch and kneel in front of her. "You with me?" I ask with her face in my hands.

She nods slowly with a look of shock. "How could I let this happen?" It’s barely a whisper. "I’m a doctor… How could this happen?"

I really don’t know what to say that will make her feel better. "It’s ok. It’s not your fault Scully." I rub her thighs with my hands trying to warm her cool skin.

She moves to stand up in her full ‘pissed must be in motion’ mode but I hold her down gently. "Not my fault?! Of course it’s my fault!" She tries to move again. "Mulder let me go damn it!"

"Scully, just relax." I move my hands from her thighs to her shoulders. "You need to sit down."

"Stop telling me what to do!"

The next thing I know Scully’s hand makes a horribly loud smacking sound against my cheek. I stumble back away from her as my eyes fill with stinging tears and my face is on fire.

"Shit! Scully what the fuck was that for?!" I look back up at a face full of shock and horror.

"Oh my God… Mulder I am so sorry." She tentatively reaches out for me and brushes her palm against my cheek, I can’t hold back a cringe. With her hand still resting on my face she slides down on her knees in front of me. "I’m so sorry… Oh God I can’t believe I did that..." She is shaking slightly. I know I should say something but I just don’t know what; I’m still in shock. "I’m just like Bill."

It takes me a moment to register her quiet words. "No! No Scully you aren’t." I take her face in my hands and force her to look at me. "You aren’t like that. He was drunk and lost control, you are just angry." Shit this argument is not working out well at all. "You can’t stand it when people hover over you, and I was doing just that. It’s ok, I’m not hurt."

"I’m so sorry." She repeats.

"I forgive you Scully. One hundred percent." I take a deep breath. "Ok I’m going to be brutally honest ok?" She nods solemnly. "You made a mistake, you shouldn’t have hit me and you know it. I know you are sorry. I’m not mad and I’m not hurt. But I made a mistake also. I know you, I know when you need to be left alone but I didn’t do it. And I am sorry for that. But you are NOT like Bill. This was completely different. You hit me because you felt threatened in some way." I hold up a hand to stop her from defending herself. "I’m a psychologist, I know this. You were threatened because I didn’t give you space. So you struck out. But Bill…. Bill came to you because he was angry and drunk. He let himself get out of hand and he hit you for no other reason then that. THAT is wrong. Do you understand what I’m saying?" I ask that last question cautiously, I don’t want her to think I am patronizing her.

She sniffles, wipes away some tears and nods. "I’m still sorry." She whispers.

"I know… Come here." I pull her gently into my arms and she relaxes in to soft sobs. I wait until her calms then I pull her away from me. "Can you do something for me?"

"What?" She asks as she sits back against the couch.

"Go into the bathroom, I’ll be right there." Moments later I met her in there. "Any more?" I ask shoving the bottle of sleeping pills into her hand. She tips her head quizzically but nods and points the medicine cabinet. I pull out a second prescription and some aspirin with a sleep aid and hand them to her after I flip the toilet seat up. "Flush them." I lean back against the wall and cross my arms over my chest.

"Wha… Why?" She asks shaking her head in confusion.

"I want to know you can."

"Of course I can." She still looks dumbfounded.

"Then do it. Get rid of them. If you don’t need them then why have them?"

It seems to click with her and she nods slowly. She struggles with the cap of a bottle then dumps the whole thing into the waiting water, shoving the container and lid into my hand. She repeats it with the other two then holds up and hand for me not to move. She walks out and brings her purse back in with her. After digging through for a moment she pulls out an other bottle of aspirin with a sleep aid and dumps those too. She hits the flusher without missing a beat and looks at me nodding. "I don’t need those." Her voice is confident.

I can’t help but smile. "I didn’t think you did." I pull her gently into my arms and kiss the top of her head. "You are going to be alright. Nothing stops Dana Scully."

THE END.

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