Title: BREEDING DISCONTENT First posted 9/7/02 Author: FatCat (feedback to FatCat926@msn.com) Rating: NC17 Category: V MSR, Implied ST/angst, Mulder Angst Spoilers: No Requiem, season 8 or season 9 in this world Archive: As you wish, but please keep my name attached. Summary: Mulder and Scully are abducted and when they are returned, things have changed. Disclaimer: They aren't mine or anyone's except CC, Fox, DD, and GA's. "Mulder! Mulder!" The scream sounded down the quiet hall. "No. No! NO! I want Mulder. Mulder, help me! Mulllddderrrr......." AD Walter Skinner was quietly briefing the guards at the door to room 312 when the screaming started. He quickly drew his weapon and sprinted to the door of room 316. He motioned to the two FBI agents who had been posted to guard the door to back him up. On three, the men rushed the door and skidded to a halt inside the room. The screaming had not diminished. Special Agent Dana Scully was backed into the corner of the room wielding a dinner tray. She was determined to keep the orderly, who was trying to soothe her and get her back into bed, from touching her. "No. I want Mulder," she growled. "MULDER! Oh, God, Mulder where are you?" Thick streams of tears flowed down her bruised and battered face. The cut on her lip had broken open again and was bleeding. The anguish in her voice was heartbreaking. "What have you done with him. If you've hurt him I swear to God I will kill every one of you bastards. MULLLDDDDER!" Her cry sent a shiver up Skinner's back. He hesitated because he didn't know how to proceed. Special Agent Fox Mulder was under guard in room 312. He was sedated and had been put into seven point restraints. He had been just as aggressive and demanding to be taken to Agent Scully when he regained consciousness. The three agents were surprised when the door burst open and Fox Mulder rushed in. He pushed past Skinner and took out the orderly with a flying tackle. He rolled to his feet and stood gasping and swaying between Scully and the rest of the men in the room. "You'll have to come through me to get to her," he growled. No one in the room doubted that Agent Mulder would kill the first person that approached Agent Scully. Nor did they doubt that Agent Scully would cover his back and take out anyone that touched him. Scully moved to stand leaning slightly against his side. They both were covered in bruises, cuts and scrapes. They both were swaying and barely able to stand up individually, but together they presented a united front. "Are you all right, Scully?" Mulder asked quietly. "I am now." Scully whispered back. AD Skinner realized that these two needed to get back to bed before they fell down and added concussions to their laundry list of injuries. "Mulder, Scully! It's me, Skinner. You are at Georgetown Memorial Hospital. You've been missing for almost two months. You both need medical attention. Please. We want to help you." "Yeah, then why was Scully terrified and screaming for me? Why was I in restraints?" Mulder was listening, but still wary. "Mulder, you were belligerent and aggressive when you came to. The doctor was afraid you would hurt yourself or one of the staff." Skinner said in a soothing voice. "How the hell did you get out of the restraints, anyway?" "I set him free," a calm voice came from behind the agents at the door. "I knew Dana needed him and I helped him get on his feet so he could go to her." Maggie Scully stood there with eyes flashing and her chin thrust forward defiantly. "What kind of fool would separate these two at a time like this anyway?" Maggie fussed as she moved toward the duo. She stopped and stroked Mulder's arm before leading him to the chair next to Scully's bed. When he was settled, she moved to the corner to get her daughter. Walter Skinner watched in amazement as the small woman eased her daughter into bed. She lowered the bed so that Mulder and Scully were on eye level before turning to him and ordering, "Someone needs to go to Fox's room and get his IV pole. He needs to let Dana reinsert it for him." At first no one moved. The two agents flanking Skinner were waiting for his directions. Skinner was considering all the options before acting. "Well? What are you waiting for? You don't think any of the nurses or the doctors will be able to approach them right now do you?" Maggie scolded. AD Skinner motioned for one of the agents to comply with Mrs. Scully's order. He watched Mulder and Scully intently as he said, "Maggie, do you think I could have a word with you in the hall?" "Of course, Walter. Just give me a minute to see if Dana needs anything before I join you." AD Skinner had been a Marine and he knew when he had been dismissed. But, he took a moment to watch the interaction between Mulder and Scully before he turned to leave. Scully was propped up in bed and Mulder was practically lying on top of her. He had moved onto the bed to be closer to her. His head was cradled on her stomach; his long body curled up with his knees bent to keep from hanging over the end of the bed. Scully was slowly stroking his hair as he was wracked by huge, heaving sobs. Her soft voice was for him alone-her words inconsequential. She was comforting him in the only way she had available to her. She was still crying, but it was obvious her tears were not for her pain or fear, but for the pain Mulder was experiencing. Something had changed in their relationship during the past two months. He didn't know what and he didn't know how. More importantly, he didn't know if it was a good change or bad news all the way around, but change it was. As he stepped out of the room he was surrounded by three of the four guards. The fourth was returning, pushing Mulder's IV pole back to Scully's room. The agent opened the door to shove the pole into the room, but was met by Mrs. Scully. She grasped the pole and thanked him. She then promptly shut the door in his face. Having been relieved of his delivery duty, he joined the other four men. "Sir, are you going to leave them in there, together? After what he did to her?" Agent Carey demanded. The other agents murmured their agreement. "Just what do you mean by that, Carey?" Skinner barked. "He's already beaten and sexually molested her, Sir. He's proven he's violent and he's twice her size." Agent Carey spoke up. "What more do we stand aside and let happen?" "The next thing he'll do is go over the deep end and kill her and spout some more insane claims about being abducted and forced to do it by an alien shape shifter," said Agent Gibbs. "You know for a fact that the report given by Martin and Dupont proves he kidnapped her and it's obvious that he raped her violently and repeatedly. We don't know why he let them be found, but he did. And now he shouldn't be anywhere near her," said Agent Morrison. "How would you know what information was in the report I received, Agent Morrison?" Skinner's voice was deadly quiet. "I... I was given an anonymous tip by a source I trust." Morrison didn't back down, but stopped short of naming names. Mrs. Scully pulled open the door and glared at the men huddled there. "I'm sure you gentlemen can find somewhere else to have this conversation. My daughter and Fox need their rest. Walter, did you need to speak to me." At the curt nod of Skinner's head the agents disbursed. "Not too far, Agents. I fully intend to have guards posted at these doors tonight and you four have pulled first shift." Skinner growled to their retreating backs. He took Maggie by the arm and gently guided her to the chairs across the hall from Scully's room where they could speak privately. "Maggie, I understand that you feel you know Fox Mulder as well as anyone, but at this point, I don't think allowing him unlimited access to your daughter is in her best interest." "Exactly why do you say that, Walter?" Maggie looked into his eyes directly. There would be no sugarcoating this for her. She wanted the straight truth. "Maggie, when Mulder and Scully disappeared almost two months ago, we all assumed that they had been taken by some faction or another. Either they were too close to the conspiracy or one of their cases was too close to home for a major crime faction or the CIA and they were disappeared." "Yes, that's my understanding of the situation," Maggie agreed. "Recently, information has been uncovered during the investigation that indicates the abduction was not orchestrated by an outside faction, but was the action of one individual." "My God! Who was it? Someone they had previously pursued or put in jail?" "No, Maggie. We have found evidence that the entire abduction was in fact conceived and perpetrated by Agent Mulder." Skinner waited for this news to sink in before continuing. "We have reason to believe that Agent Mulder abducted Dana and held her captive at a remote cabin in Maine." "But, her wounds, his wounds? How could they be so injured if Fox was keeping Dana safe in Maine?" "Maggie, we found Mulder and Scully in a motel room in Baltimore yesterday. Scully was as you see her. She had been bound and displayed indications that she had been raped repeatedly and sodomized at least once." "Oh my God! Was Fox raped too?" Maggie was sick to her stomach at the news, but needed to know the extent of the damage to them so that she could be strong and help them recover. "Maggie... There... There was nothing wrong with Mulder. He was unconscious, but other than traces of semen on his groin and a few scratches on his back, he didn't have a mark on him." Maggie looked at him in disbelief for a moment, finally closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath. "Are you saying that Fox did that to Dana, willingly?" she asked quietly. Walter Skinner swallowed and tried to make his voice work. "Yes, it looks as if he did." "But how did Fox get so beaten up if he was unconscious?" "Maggie, no one is talking. No one will admit to laying a finger on Mulder, but it looks like he was beaten half to death by the agents and police officers responding to the motel on an anonymous tip." "You're saying that Fox did that to my Dana? Fox raped her and beat her like that?" Maggie's voice rose as she spoke. "I'm sorry, Maggie, at this point all the evidence points..." "Evidence be Damned!" Maggie Scully surged to her feet and shook her finger in the face of the Assistant Director of the FBI. "I know my daughter! I trust her judgment of people! I know that man! There is no way on this earth that he would harm her like that. I refuse to believe that you would even consider such a thing." Skinner's own doubts made him answer more bluntly than he would normally. "Maggie, the sperm in her stomach, vagina and rectum has been identified as Mulder's. There is no evidence that there was any one else involved. The teeth marks on her body match Mulder's bite. She had skin from the scratches on Mulder's back under her fingernails. All the empirical evidence shows that Mulder has sexually assaulted her." "Since you are so intimately familiar with the doctor's findings, then tell me this," Maggie hissed. "Did anyone check their blood for unknown or unlikely chemicals? Was Dana injured internally from any of the incidences of penetration? Has anyone thought to check the obvious? Her bruises are not all from the last day or two. Has anyone stopped to think about asking Dana what happened before jumping to the conclusion that Fox did this to her willingly?" "Maggie... hold on..." Skinner stood to tower over Maggie Scully, but still felt at a disadvantage. "No! You hold on. Stop and think this through, Walter. The man that charged into that room was willing to take on three armed men barehanded to protect my daughter. That doesn't sound like a man who had beaten and raped the same women 24 hours before. I don't know everything about Dana's job, but the one thing I have heard time after time is how evidence has been stolen, tampered with and fabricated. As their boss, Walter, not to mention their friend, I would hope..." Maggie's attention was distracted for a moment as the call light above Dana's door came on. A nurse bustled down the hall and entered the room. A shrill shriek was heard and the nurse came charging out of the room, hand over her mouth. Maggie and Skinner charged into the room but halted just inside the room, eyes riveted to the display on the bed. "Oh, my God." Skinner said as he raised his hand to rub down his head and then to cover his eyes as he turned to leave. "I told you I was right." Maggie said as she tugged on his arm to get him out the door quickly. Skinner took one peek back to make sure he was seeing what he thought he saw. "My God, how did he do that?" Walter Skinner said with a touch of awe in his voice. Maggie pulled the door shut and planted her back to it. She stood guard against any further entry to the room. The four agents charged up to Skinner, guns drawn, ready to storm the room but he motioned for them to stand down. "There's no need for that. Everything's under control." Skinner said. "Move along, there's nothing to see." He said to the hospital staff that came running back up the hall from the nurses station. "AD Skinner, I need access to my patients." Dr. Barlos pushed to the front of the crowd. "In a moment, doctor. Just a few moments, please." Maggie said, looking to Skinner for support. "Yes, Agent Mulder and Agent Scully are... discussing something privately right now and they need a few moments. But Doctor, you may want to consider sedating both of them so that they get a good night's sleep." Skinner blurted. He was in shock. He had told everyone else to move along that there was nothing to see, but good Lord! How was he ever going to get the image of Dana Scully's beautiful, lithe, naked body undulating in orgasmic delight over Fox Mulder? She could barely stand up and he was nearly out on his feet. How could she move like that? How could he sustain that kind of erection with the sedatives he had in his system? Maybe Maggie was right. "Oh, and Dr. Barlos, I need you to draw another couple of vials of blood from each of them. I need to send a sample to an outside agency for some specialty testing I want done and I want to see to it personally." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "Mulder." He answered his phone quietly. Every eye in the bullpen was on him. "Mulder, it's me. Can you talk?" Scully's voice was hushed as if someone was listening at her end. "Hi, Mom. I'm kinda busy here," Mulder lied. "Okay, just listen. I am sick and tired this. I miss you and I want to see you. I don't care how bad it may look if someone sees us together. I don't care how it may impact the OPR hearing tomorrow. I need to see you tonight. We have to talk." "Sorry, Mom, I'm working on a case right now and I can't come up to the Vineyard for a visit. Maybe you should go see the three Aunties instead. I'm sure they would relish a visit for five or six days. They could probably help you figure things out with your new friend better than your son could." "Okay, I get it. I'll be over at the Gunmen's by 6:00p.m. tonight. Please Mulder, I need to see you before tomorrow." "Okay, bye Mom. Call me when you get home." Mulder hung up the phone and glanced around at his audience. Most of the other agents had the good grace to look away in embarrassment, but a few glared at him in open hostility. For the ten thousandth time, Mulder cursed having their office sealed as part of a criminal investigation and being forced to report to this desk in the bullpen. Scully's fate was no better. They had hustled her off to the bowels of Quantico during the interim. Tomorrow their OPR hearing would be held. Their entire future was to be decided by six Assistant Directors and a liaison from HR. He was sick of this stupid game They were playing. He and Scully were the victims, but were being treated as if they were the criminals. Mulder pulled the headphones back on as if to continue monitoring the wire tap case he was assigned, but let his mind wander. He was going to see Scully tonight. It had been three weeks since they had been in the same room. They had agreed to this separation, but it was killing both of them. Scully was concerned about Mulder's career and Mulder was worried sick about Scully's career and her reputation. This mutual concern had been enough to allow Walter Skinner and Maggie to convince them to follow the OPR directives and refrain from contact until a ruling on the entire incident was decided. The OPR hearing was the final step in the investigation. There had not been enough evidence to charge Mulder with a crime since Scully refused to file charges against him. New evidence had come to light in the investigation that proved that Mulder could not have possibly orchestrated the entire two month abduction. Witnesses were found that actually saw Mulder's kidnapping. Subsequently, a deeper investigation of Scully's disappearance uncovered a trustworthy witness that saw her being carried from her apartment on a stretcher by a team of paramedics at almost the exact same time Mulder was being dragged to a waiting van. Unfortunately, the DNA report of the semen samples taken from Scully in the initial hospital rape evaluation stood and identified Mulder as the sole sexual contact. This information had leaked out and now Mulder was being treated like a pariah by most of his fellow agents. There were a couple women who were turned on by what had been leaked of Agent Scully's condition. They were more than friendly towards him, but Mulder wasn't interested. He was going to see Scully tonight. It was all he could do not to smile. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Dana Scully changed her clothing seven times before she considered herself ready to leave for the Gunmen's. She thought maybe she should have chosen the sweater set instead of the cashmere pullover, but it was too late now. She had to leave to get to the Gunmen's on time. She checked her appearance one final time as she donned her mother's bright red long wool coat and the matching tam, tucking her hair completely up into the floppy hat to conceal it. She went down to her mother's car that she had borrowed this afternoon and started to drive towards Baltimore before doubling back to go to the Gunmen's place. Scully parked her mother's car in a garage and used the rental Frohike had left there for her to make the rest of the trip. She arrived early, even though she had used standard FBI procedures on how to throw off a tail and had been extra cautious to watch for anyone acting suspiciously. This seemed like a lot of useless cloak and dagger posturing, but she wanted to be with Mulder. She needed to talk to him. She was so sick and tired of being treated like a victim. And if one more person commented on Mulder's morals or stability within her hearing again, she was the one who was going to lose all control. She needed to make sure they were okay before the OPR hearing tomorrow. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mulder left work at 5:00. No need to slave over the job now. Another agent in the bad graces of management was there to take over promptly at his quitting time. He rushed home to shower and change before meeting Scully. He dressed all in black because she had shyly told him last week that she loved to see him dressed that way. She had called him her bad-boy lover-her Dark Angel and it had nearly undone him to hear her say it in that sultry, sexy voice of hers. She knew what she was doing, too, damn her. He had been in the middle of the bullpen and trapped at his desk until his erection deflated after the conversation was over. He had been terrified that someone would notice the tent in his dress pants and assume that he was turned on by talking to a reference on one of the mindless background checks he was working on at the time. Just what his reputation needed right now. Mulder realized that he had been daydreaming and needed to hurry. He rushed to his door but was knocked to the floor by Krycek as he pushed his way in. Mulder sprung to his feet, ready to kill this S.O.B. this time, when he noticed the shadow of another behind him. "What do you two pieces of shit want now?" He spat as he stared down the bore of Krycek's gun. "Now, now, Mr. Mulder. Is that any way to treat the man who can make all your problems disappear?" CGB Spender shut the door and moved into the light next to Krycek. Mulder immediately responded "I don't want anything you have to offer, Spender. There's always such a price for your help." "Ah, but you didn't think so harshly of my help when Agent Scully's life was dwindling away from cancer. My help was highly sought after then." He lit a cigarette and seated himself casually on one of the dining room chairs." "And look at the cost, the danger!" Mulder jibbed. "Do the words Ruskin Dam mean anything to you?" He coolly watched Mulder for a moment. "There's sometimes an unfortunate downside to every situation, Agent Mulder. She's alive isn't she?" For once Mulder was silent. He wanted this bastard to say what he came here to say and get out so he could go see Scully. "Mr. Mulder, for some time I have tried to make you understand the benefits of moving your alliance to a different agenda. Each time I have approached you, you have rejected my generous assistance. I am here to make you an offer you would be wise to accept." "What are you talking about?" Mulder growled. "You and the delightful Agent Scully are facing an OPR hearing tomorrow. Their decision will impact not only your career, but that of your partner's. I am willing to make certain evidence available-evidence that will exonerate you from all blame in the entire two month abduction and prove that Agent Scully, as well as yourself were innocent victims of a dastardly plot of revenge perpetrated by an old enemy." Spender carefully watched Mulder's face for his reaction. "I don't need-we don't need your help." Mulder wasn't going to give away anything about the evidence Skinner and the guys had found. "Oh, I think you do. I know about the evidence you have accumulated and while it will clear both you and Agent Scully on the matter of the abduction, it does nothing to clear your good names on the matter of the two day sexual marathon at the 'Stop and Sleep' motel in Baltimore. Without my help, you and Agent Scully will survive this hearing, but your partnership will not." Mulder glowered at him, "We didn't do anything against regulations." "Certainly you didn't. You have however been, shall we say, indiscreet. Your sexual involvement with your partner would most assuredly have been overlooked if said behavior had followed the 'Don't ask-Don't tell' directive currently embraced by the government. However, since both you and Agent Scully were unconscious when found, decisions were made that presented evidence that couldn't be ignored. The hospital documentation and the rape kit results are considered high profile pieces of evidence and are being presented to the OPR tomorrow. Without my intervention, neither of you will be fired, but reassignment will be assured for you both and the future of the X-Files will, once again, be shaky." Spender watched Mulder for his reaction and was perversely please to see that the younger man had learned to mask his emotions much better than the last time they had met like this. He motioned to Krycek. Time to play the trump card. Krycek pulled a video tape from his inside jacket pocket and handed it to Spender, grinning widely. "Perhaps this will help you make up your mind." Spender rose and moved to sit more comfortably in front of the television. He returned the tape to Krycek who moved to insert it into the VCR. "Watch, Agent Mulder. This should be most enlightening." Mulder had a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew before the screen flashed on the motel room where they had been found what this was. These bastards didn't miss a trick. The tape showed Mulder and Scully being carried into the room unconscious. Mulder was wrapped up like a mummy. Scully's hands and feet were bound, raw, red wounds clearly marking the creamy white skin of her ankles and wrists. There were bruises and cuts all over her face and arms that testified to her determination to fight their enemy. The two goons that carried them in were joined by a third, smaller man. He was dressed in scrubs, and as he stepped into the room, pulled up a surgical mask to disguise his face. He could have been anyone. The third man opened up a medical kit and prepared to inject the two agents with several different drugs. Both agents were stripped and left lying naked on the bed. Bloody handcuffs were strung through the head board of the bed and the key laid on the nightstand next to Mulder's side. The rope bindings from Scully's feet were left in the floor at the foot of the bed. Scully's clothes were scattered around the room as if removed in haste. Mulder's were piled, somewhat neatly as if he had stood by the bed and stripped. "Careful of Agent Mulder!" said the doctor. "He must not have a mark on him. They want it to look like he is responsible for the entire situation, not a victim." The little man quickly filled a number of needles from the vials and stood up to address the two goons again. "You're certain they will not leave this room?" "Yeah, we're staying to watch and make sure they don't get away before the cops are called to 'find' them." The larger of the two men replied with a leer. "We have to remove the remote feed before the crime scene investigation team gets here." "You're surely not taking the chance of being able to return to this room to retrieve it, are you?" "Look, Doc, you just handle your area of expertise and we will take care of ours. We have the room next door booked and the gear is retrievable from there. We'll be in and out without anyone being any the wiser." The doctor nodded and began swabbing sites that would be difficult to find on the two agents with an alcohol wipe. "Get ready to leave as soon as I administer this final shot. They will wake up within seconds of this injection and we need to be out the door before that happens." One of the two goons left the room and came back with a small portable vacuum cleaner and a rag. He proceeded to wipe down all surfaces they had come in contact with, even though they were wearing gloves. The larger man walked over to stand next to the doctor and waited as the smaller one quickly vacuumed all possible traces of their presence in the room away. The doctor began the series of injections as the smaller guy tossed the vacuum to the big one. The doctor looked to him and at his nod, injected the final shot into both agents. He quickly picked up his kit with all the expended needles and left the room. The larger man quickly ran the vacuum over the bed where the kit had sat and then backed out of the room, carefully walking in the doctors foot prints and vacuuming a wide swath, side to side, as he went. The door was shut behind them and the tape was silent. The room was quiet for a few seconds. The two unconscious agents still and serene. Mulder was watching the video with sick fascination. This is how they did it. That was Scully and him there on that bed. He had a sick feeling that this wasn't going to end soon. He watched Scully's naked body, letting the extent of her injuries sink in slowly. He would kill the bastards that did this to her. His feelings of impotent rage grew as the seconds drew out. Scully moved first. She groaned and stirred, slowly coming to consciousness. She raised her hand to her head and moaned. She seemed to realize that she was no longer bound and tried to sit up but the pain in her head was more than she could take. She fell back to rest for a moment more. Mulder watched as he stirred on the bed beside her. His moan brought Scully up on her elbow as she look for him. "Mulder," she croaked. She turned towards him and began to run her hands over him, checking for wounds. "Are you okay, Scully?" he heard himself ask. She slowly stretched each of her limbs then rolled to a sitting position. She swayed but sat up a little straighter. "I'm fine Mulder." she said. Mulder snorted as he heard his grunt on screen. "Scully!" Scully looked at him and had the good grace to look at least a little embarrassed. "I... I mean... I'm all right now. I don't have any broken bones and I don't think I have a concussion. I feel strange, a little warm, a little short of breath, but otherwise better than I should, I think." Scully tried to be as honest as possible. "How about you, Mulder?" "I don't have a thing wrong with me except for a little dizziness and I seem to be getting warm too. I'm so glad you're okay, Scully. I was worried about you." Mulder on screen slid up the bed and pulled Scully down to hug her. Neither of them seemed to pay attention to their nudity. Mulder watched himself slowly come to full awareness of their state of undress. His face contorted into a mask of pain as he said, "They hurt you Scully, God, they had to have tortured you for this kind of damage. Are you sure you aren't in pain?" Scully moved away from his grasp and looked down her body. She slid her fingers from bruise to cut to scrape with a strange detachment. "They do hurt, but it's like they are on someone else and I can't feel them. Maybe I'm going into shock." She began to shiver as her fingers continued to stroke over her body. Meanwhile Mulder could tell that her actions had turned him on. His video self began to get an erection as he watched Scully first touch, then begin to stroke herself. When she began to breathe deeply and shiver he spoke. "Maybe we should get under the covers, Scully. You could be right. You may be going into shock." "No, Mulder. I'm warm. I don't feel cold. See?" Scully picked up Mulder's hand and placed it on her breast. Her nipple was tight and firm and when his fingers closed instinctively in a caress, she surged into his touch. "Mmmm, Mulder." "Scully, you're so beautiful." "Mulder, don't lie." She rolled to turn away from him, but he followed. "Scully, these will all heal, but underneath all the bruises and the blood and the scrapes, is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen." Mulder wrapped his arm around her and drew her back against his chest. Scully gasped when she felt his erection graze her back. "Don't pay attention to him, Scully. I can't control him when he's around you." Mulder began to stroke Scully with his hand. Soft, sweeping caresses that ran from her shoulder to her thigh and back that were meant to reassure her. "I love touching you, Scully. God, you're so soft." "Mulder." Scully was beginning to pant. She turned in his arms and began to kiss his neck. "I love you Scully. I have wanted you for so very, very damn long. I've dreamed of how you would look and feel in my arms. I could never believe that you would want me too." "Mulder, I've loved you for years, I was afraid of losing the professional relationship we had. I want you to make love to me, Mulder. I need to feel you inside me now." "Turn it off." Mulder said. When neither of the other two men in the room made a move to turn off the TV, Mulder did. He moved towards the remote control, but Krycek's gun rose and Spender spoke. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Mr. Mulder. Our friend here likes to watch." Mulder gauged the amount of time it would take him to draw the weapon at his hip and shoot Krycek and realized he would never make it. He stood there feeling helpless as he watched Scully and himself begin to make love. As the video continued, their lovemaking progressed from uncertain fumblings to become more and more erotic. He couldn't believe the number of orgasms Scully had. She was insatiable. No sooner would one orgasm wrack her body than she would be moaning with the beginnings of another. He watched the video as he alternately made love to and with her and fucked her. Spender hit fast forward several times. Mulder realized that there was an alarm clock clearly visible on the night stand next to them. Hours passed and they continued to fall into a sleep stupor and then reawaken to make love again. When one or both of them would go into the bathroom, Spender would fast forward the video to another torrid coupling. Mulder watched fascinated as Scully rode him, teasing and taking him to the very edge of his sanity and then backing off. This seemed to drive them both over the edge. Their love making turned feral. Mulder couldn't believe that he had actually bitten Scully hard enough to leave a bloody mark, but the video proved how and when it happened. He watched as they became frenzied, and the lovemaking that had been a beautiful expression of their mutual love was reduced to animalistic fucking. He mounted her from behind. He wrapped her in his arms and moved one hand to pinch and roll her nipples. The other hand moved to stroke and tug on her clit. She came before he did and partially collapsed. He continued to pump into her. She soon tried to push him off, she was obviously exhausted, but his long hard strokes again rekindled her drug induced libido and she was pushing back into him. His strokes became wild and at one point he slipped out of her and pushed up against her anus. "Mulder!" "God, I'm sorry, Scully. Did I hurt you?" He was concerned, but the frenzy of need that enveloped him didn't allow him to stop thrusting. "No, it, it was strangely exciting," she shyly admitted. "Do you want me there, Scully?" "Mulder, I don't know. I've never done anything like that before. I... I think maybe yes." "Do, you want it, Scully?" Mulder had raised up on his knees and was holding his cock in his hand. He ran the tip of his cock down to dip into her wet cunt and moved it back up to lubricate her anus. "Mulder, what if it hurts?" "Do you want it, Scully?" Mulder pressed his wet cock against the tight brown circle of her anus in short, almost caressing strokes. "'Cause, if you do I know I can make you come this way." "Mmmm, Mulder. How can you be so sure?" She was starting to pant. "I would never hurt you, Scully. I love you, Baby. I love fucking you and I know you love everything we've done tonight. Jesus, Scully say you want this as much as I do." Mulder continued to stroke against her, using his fingers to spread their combined juices to lubricate her. His fingers flew over her-clit to vagina, vagina to anus. Scully was so excited she could barely speak. "Yes, oh, God, Mulder yes, just make me come." And that's exactly what he did. Mulder was distracted by Krycek's groan as he watched the video. This was more than he could take. He never wanted anyone to see him and Scully make love let alone the rat boy from hell watching as he took her this way. Mulder quit watching the screen and began watching Krycek for his chance to disarm him. The moans from the video came to a crescendo and Krycek closed his eyes in enjoyment. Mulder lunged at him, knocking his gun away and bringing his knee to Krycek's groin. The younger man rolled on the floor in agony as Mulder grabbed his gun and the video controller from Spender. "I think I've had just about enough of you two and your voyeuristic behavior. What the hell are you trying to prove, Spender?" Mulder turned off the TV and ejected the video. He pushed the tape deep into the pocket of his coat and aimed Krycek's gun at Spenders heart. "Agent Mulder, what I'm offering must be evident. With this tape you can prove that both you and Agent Scully were drugged and not part of the abduction. Your own words also dispel all rumors that you had previously been involved. With this evidence, I can assure you that the findings of the OPR hearing will allow you and Agent Scully to continue working as partners and to keep the X-Files open." "And what do you get out of this, Spender?" Mulder still couldn't tell what his agenda was. "Why, I get to help two agents who obviously need it." "Right! What do you really want?" Mulder was tired of this conversation-he wanted to get to Scully. "I would think that in light of my assistance, certain cases could be ignored or placed as a low priority in the future." Spender smiled and spread his hands open in a sarcastic gesture. "No deal, Spender. I'd rather take my chances with the OPR tomorrow than have you in control of my life." "But what do you think Agent Scully will say? Can you speak for her?" Spender tried to plant a small seed of doubt in Mulder's mind. "Scully wants nothing to do with you either. We have done nothing wrong. We may have been abducted and drugged, but we're not guilty of anything unlawful or against regulations." "So be it." Spender moved to stand up, but was pushed back into the couch by Mulder. "Not so fast." Mulder growled. "I have a couple questions for you." Spender's smirk made Mulder want to pistol-whip the older man. "Is this the only copy of the tape?" "Now why should I answer that?" Spender said, coolly. Mulder backhanded the smirk off his face. "Answer me, you old fuck or I'll take you out here and now. I have Krycek's gun and no qualms about killing you after watching that tape." Spender dabbed at the trickle of blood from his mouth before answering. "No. There is one other." "Where is it?" Mulder watched Spender struggle to decide if Mulder was capable of killing him where he sat. Mulder helped him along. He walked over to the prone body of Krycek and kicked him several times-only stopping when it was evident that Krycek was unconscious. "Unless you want to be next, old man, start talking." Mulder's expression reflected his hatred of Spender. Spender moved his hand toward the inside pocket of his coat and Mulder's immediate response was to aim the gun at his temple and pull back on the trigger. "Please, Agent Mulder. My inside coat pocket holds the key to the locker where the original tape is stored." Spender moved slowly to remove the small envelope that held the key. "The locker number is on the front." "Toss it to me." Mulder asked as he caught it, "Where's the locker?" When Spender didn't respond, Mulder pocketed the key. Moving quickly, he grabbed the older man up off the couch and spun behind him, twisting Spender's arm up as high as it would go Without breaking. He shoved the muzzle of the gun under Spenders chin and pushed. "Tell me old man, or I'll break your arm." Mulder could barely stand being this close to Spender. The stink of cigarettes repulsed him. "It's as safe as it can be, my boy." Spender grunted as Mulder twisted his arm slightly higher. "It's in the men's locker room at the FBI gym." Mulder lowered his arm slightly then pushed him away. Spender stumbled, but righted himself, trying to hold on to his tainted dignity. "These two copies are all that exist?" Mulder wasn't sure why, but he knew Spender would answer him truthfully. "Yes, that's all, just the two." Spender rubbed his aching arm. "Get out. Take that piece of shit with you and get out, but I'm warning you, Spender. If there are more copies of this video and they show up anywhere, anywhere at all, even on the shelves of a Philippine porno store, I will hunt you down and kill you." "Certainly, Agent Mulder. You have my word. Only two copies." Spender moved to light up another cigarette. "Not here!" Mulder raised the gun again and stared into the eyes of the older man. Spender finally smirked but backed down. "As you wish, Agent Mulder." "You think I'm weak because I didn't kill you tonight like I didn't in the past, don't you Spender?" Mulder said in a low, cold voice. "The thought has crossed my mind, Fox," Spender said. "Then let me assure you, I could kill you right now. I couldn't kill you before, but for what you and your people did to Scully, I could kill you without blinking." Mulder smiled and Spender suddenly was not as sure as he had been about the outcome of the evening. "I'm not going to kill you now, but I can and I will if another copy of this tape appears or you try to hurt Scully again. I am going to hold you accountable for Scully's health, Spender. From now on she had better not get so much as a paper cut that doesn't have a clear and reasonable explanation. There will be no car accidents or unexplained falls or surprised burglars in her apartment. Do you understand? This goes for her family, too." Mulder continued. "Because if there is, I will find you and I will kill you. It won't be clean and it won't be quick, but I promise you, it will be painful." Spender blanched and backed up a step. "Do you understand me, old man?" Mulder roared. "Yes, yes I do." Spender needed to get out of the apartment alive. He had seriously misjudged Mulder's capacity for revenge. "Out!" Mulder's voice was quiet again, but no less deadly. Spender shook Krycek until he came around. He helped the injured man to his feet and quickly moved to the door, half- dragging, and half-carrying him. He shut the door and a moment later Mulder heard the sound of the elevator descending. He stood there in the middle of his apartment and tried to gather his thoughts. He was late. Scully would think he wasn't going to show up. He pulled out his phone and called the Gunmen's place. "Speak." Langly's voice answered. "Langly, it's Mulder." "Hey Mulder, I thought you were coming over to join..." "Yeah, I'm on my way. I've got to stop by work for a moment, but I'll be there within the hour. Just make sure my own special version of First Person Shooter is ready and available when I get there. Got it Langly?" Mulder wanted to make sure Scully didn't leave. "Yeah man, but Maitreya is hot and ready to go right now." Langly sputtered. "Langly, make sure she's available when I get there. I feel the need to blast the crap out of something right now; don't let it be you." "Sure, dude. I got ya." Mulder hung up and moved to leave. He pushed Krycek's gun in the waistband of his jeans and covered it with his coat. He was extremely careful leaving, watching to make sure he wasn't followed. He made short work of the trip to the Hoover building and retrieval of the tape. Within 45 minutes he was at the Gunmen's door. Title: BREEDING DISCONTENT Part 2 of 2 First posted 9/7/02 Author: FatCat (feedback to FatCat926@msn.com) Rating: NC17 Category: V MSR, ST/angst, Mulder Angst Spoilers: No Requiem, season 8 or season 9 in my world Archive: As you wish, but please keep my name attached. Summary: Mulder and Scully are abducted and when they are returned, things have changed. Disclaimer: They aren't mine or anyone's except CC, Fox, DD, and GA's. "Mulder!" Frohike said. "I didn't think you were going to make it in time. Scully was getting ready to go find you." Mulder strode through the hall into the main work room of the Lone Gunmen. He spotted Scully as she stood up and charged toward her. He halted when he was standing toe to toe with her. "Scully!" he breathed. "Mulder?" Scully couldn't identify the expression on Mulder's face, but it had her worried. Mulder picked her up in his arms and walked back towards the bedrooms. "Byers! Bedroom?" He was unable to say more. "Uh, sure, Mulder. Last one on the right." Byers had never seen this side of Mulder before. "Mulder, let me go." Scully scolded. "No." Mulder growled. "Never." He moved down the hall quickly to Byers's room and slammed the door behind him. He set Scully on her feet and turned to lock the door. Scully was suddenly uncomfortable with this new Mulder. He seemed to be bigger, more forceful and self-assured. She realized what she was feeling were the beginnings of arousal. "Why are you so late, Mulder? Where were you?" Scully wanted to calm down and calm Mulder down. They had a lot to talk about and she needed him to concentrate. Mulder watched Scully as she tried to calm her fears and arousal. He realized that he loved this woman beyond all reason. His actions were scaring her and that was the last thing he wanted to do. He took a deep breath before answering. He proceeded to tell her about his meeting with Spender and Krycek. He pulled the two tapes out of his pockets and handed her one. He moved to the VCR/TV combo on Byers's dresser top and inserted the tape. "This is hard to watch, Scully, but I think you should see at least the first part." Mulder watched Scully as she viewed the tape. When it got to the part where their passion blossomed and they began to make love, he moved to turn it off. "No, I want to see this." Scully blushed, but sat there courageously. "I need to know what you know about that night." Mulder moved to sit next to her as she listened to their words of love on screen. She watched the video intently, sometimes fast forwarding for many minutes, some times stopping and watching a while. Mulder squirmed uncomfortably as he recognized the scene immediately preceding their back door sex. "Scully, please turn it off," he begged. Scully just gave him an appraising stare and continued to watch the video. When it became apparent what was going to happen he heard her gasp. "Scully," he groaned and lowered his head to his hand. "Mulder?" Her hand slid over to grasp his as it rested on his thigh. "Yeah?" He couldn't ignore her. "Didn't you enjoy it like, you know, like that?" Mulder's head shot up and he looked at them on the screen. He had finished and was sprawled out over Scully's back. She turned and they began to kiss and snuggle, murmuring soft words of love to each other. After a few minutes they got up and went into the bathroom. Scully paused the video and looked directly at Mulder. "Did it disgust you that I could enjoy that, Mulder?" "Oh my God, no! Scully! Nothing you and I do will ever be disgusting to me." Mulder was quick to assure her. "God, Scully, I love you!" Scully fell into his embrace and began to cry softly. "How could they do that to us, Mulder? Why would they do it? What did they do for the other two months? Oh God, Mulder, I just want this whole thing over so we can get back to our lives." Mulder held her gently as his heart broke. She wanted things to be like they were before. Partners, best friends, but not lovers. Could he do that? Could he go back to not being able to touch Scully as her lover again? He realized it would be hell, but he would do it. She was as necessary as oxygen for him and he would do anything to keep her in his life. "Soon, Scully. Everything will work out very soon." Mulder continued to stroke her hair and hold her. Scully let her hands slide up his chest and raised her lips to his for a kiss. When Mulder's kiss came, it was cool, almost brotherly. She pulled away from him to look into his eyes. "Mulder? What's wrong?" Mulder jumped up from the bed and began to pace. "I don't know if I can do that Scully." "Do what, Mulder?" Scully was confused. "I don't know if I can go back to being just your partner and your best friend." Mulder gestured wildly at the video. "I love you so much, Scully, I don't know if I'll survive without you in my life as a lover, too. I've wanted you for so long Scully and now that I know what it feels like to love you, I can't let it go. After the hospital, I thought you loved me too. I've been so lonely, empty with out you these last couple weeks." Mulder collapsed at her feet. "I don't know how to go on without you, Scully." Mulder hugged her legs and laid his head in her lap. "Please don't leave me." "Oh, Mulder." Scully's bottom lip began to quiver. "I love you too. I didn't mean that I wanted to go back to before we made love. I want to be able to get my life back. My life with you." She bent down and kissed him. "We have a lot to assimilate, Mulder. We have to find a way to make our partnership and our relationship work. I can't give up what we've taken years to develop-not our professional partnership, not our love. But we haven't been given the time to work things out. Right now, I want to get through the OPR hearing tomorrow so we can have an opportunity to get back to something resembling a normal life for the two of us." "Yeah, normal." Mulder smiled as he rubbed his tears off on her jeans. "This is where I stopped watching it, Scully." He told her the rest of his conversation. "He says that this is the only two copies of the tape, Scully, but I swear, I will kill him if he's lying." Scully continued to run her fingers through his hair as he talked. "I could have killed him so easily tonight, Scully. I wanted to kill both him and Krycek so much it made me sick. I think Krycek knew how close I was. If he had said a thing, I would have killed him with my bare hands." Mulder swallowed hard and continued. "I didn't know I had that much hate and violence in me." "You were reacting to your anger over his actions. While I was watching, I wanted to kill him too." Scully truthfully answered. "It's a good thing I wasn't there, because I don't think I would have hesitated to shoot the bastard." Mulder smiled but nodded his understanding. "Mulder, I think we should watch the rest of the tape for any clues as to what happened to you." "Scully, as much as I enjoy watching you and me have sex, I don't know if I can watch any more of this tonight." "We have to Mulder. We need to be familiar with everything on here. We don't need any more surprises." She stroked his face and kissed his temple. He digested her words for a moment then agreed. She started the video again and they silently watched as they returned to the bed and after a short nap began to make love again. "I think we should fast forward to the end, how about you Mulder?" Scully was amazed at the stamina they both exhibited. No wonder the hospital staff thought she had been raped. Even consenting to sex at this level would leave a woman's body sore and looking abused. Mulder agreed and she fast-forwarded to almost the end of the tape. They had been sleeping together, spent and exhausted for some time on the tape when the door burst open and the two FBI agents and the police that accompanied them entered the room, guns drawn. Neither Mulder nor Scully roused when they entered. They were both unconscious. "Martin and Dupont." Mulder said, identifying the two agents that had found them. Scully gasped and moaned as she watched what happened next. While Agent Martin called the ambulance, Agent Dupont and the two policemen proceeded to beat Mulder within an inch of his life. They called him every name in the book and took turns holding him up while the other one punished him for his supposed crime of raping his partner. Agent Martin moved to cover Scully with a blanket from the closet and then stepped up in front of Mulder. He punched Mulder in the gut as hard as he could then ordered the other men to let him go. At first they argued with him, but he convinced them that the ambulance would be here soon and they needed Mulder to bleed on the sheets and not the floor. Each man took turns cleaning up in the bathroom and by the time the rest of the officers, agents, and paramedics arrived there was no evidence that they were the ones that had beaten Mulder. "They all need to be fired! I will make sure everyone of them loses their badges!" Scully's angry words hissed out. "How dare they? They knew nothing! Nothing! Who do they think they are? Vigilantes?" "Scully, Scully calm down. I would have thought the same if I were one of them." Mulder tried to soothe her. "But would you have joined them?" Scully challenged. "If it were you? I would have killed the bastard." Mulder looked up into her eyes and said with certainty. "Oh, Mulder," was all she could get out around her tears. Mulder moved up on the bed to embrace her. "I'm so sick of crying," she sniffed after a few moments. "I haven't cried this much in my whole life." Mulder said the first thing that came into his mind to help her calm down. "It's probably the after effects of the drugs, Scully." On screen the video ended and the tape began to rewind. They were silent for so long that the quiet knock on the door startled them both. "Everything okay in there?" Byers's embarrassment was plain even through the door. "Yeah, we'll be right out," Mulder replied. "We still need to figure out what to do tomorrow, Scully. I know it's hard, but we do need to talk." She nodded her head and looked into his eyes again. "I don't remember any of the times we made love in the hotel room, Mulder, but I do remember the hospital. I love you Mulder and I will forever. I can't wait to tell my mother and family that we're in love." "Scully, I love you too." Mulder kissed her with gentle passion. "But could you hold off on telling your brothers? I don't think Bill would be as effective as two cops and two agents at kicking my ass, but I'd like a little more recovery time." They laughed together and hugged for a long moment, then turned to join their friends. "Everything come out okay?" Langly cracked. "Everything is fine, Langly. I was just telling Scully about my visitors tonight." Mulder began to fill in the Gunmen about Spender's visit. "What are you going to do?" Byers asked. Mulder glanced at Scully and then looked at Frohike. The little man had been noticeably quiet tonight. "I don't know. I thought we would ask our best friends what they think we should do. Fro? Do you have any ideas?" Mulder tried to bring him into the conversation. Frohike seemed to pull himself together before their eyes. "Hell yeah, I have some ideas." He gave one last longing look at Scully and then began to outline his plan. He proposed that Mulder use their equipment to copy the beginning and the end of the tape as evidence at the OPR hearing tomorrow. He had already printed out the results from the independent drug testing. It repudiated the results found by the hospital laboratory that had obviously been tampered with. And finally, he had gathered the taped interviews with the witnesses and had them transcribed and copied for the seven members of the OPR board. "I think this should do it, what do you guys think?" Frohike asked his astounded circle of friends. "Frohike! You're a lifesaver!" Scully hugged him in thanks. "Oh my God! Mulder did you see the listing of drugs found in us. Some of these could have killed us given the levels reported in our blood." Scully gasped. The five friends talked late into the night. Frohike ordered a pizza, putting a stop to the interruptions caused by Mulder's growling stomach. At last they were as ready as they could be. "We've got to get some sleep, Scully. The hearing starts at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow. We both need to be sharp." "I agree, Mulder." Scully leaned into him and said quietly, "But I don't really want to leave you." "I know, Scully. I want to stay with you too, but we can't right now. You need to get your mom's car back and I need to finish up these depositions on my computer at home." The two agents said good night to their friends and left separately. Mulder to go directly home and Scully, with Byers and Langly following in their van, to return to the parking garage and get her mom's car. Langly hopped out and took the rental car back while Byers followed Scully to make sure she was safe. Frohike stayed at home and tried to be happy for his two formerly clueless friends. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The next morning Scully, Mulder and AD Skinner met in the hallway in front of the Office of Professional Responsibility's meeting room. Both Mulder and Scully had the evidence collected last night in their briefcases, but Skinner was obviously worried. "There's been a last minute substitution. I am no longer on the board, and two female ADs have been substituted for the men removed. I don't think this is good news." Scully stared at Skinner while she thought about his news. "Sir, this may work towards our advantage..." "Agent Mulder, AD Skinner. If you would please step in." The HR representative, Jerry McRay, requested. Mulder gave Scully an encouraging look and entered the hearing room with Skinner. The next hour was hell for Scully. She would rather be in the room listening to the questions and fielding them than to wait in limbo. The door opened and McRay said, "Agent Scully, would you please step in." She could hear Mulder's voice in her head "Showtime!" Scully stepped into the room designed to intimidate all those who were called to testify as witnesses. The long expanse of an obscenely expensive wooden table separated the individual in the hot seat from the seven-member panel by several yards. The microphone was also somewhat intimidating-as if her testimony was to be broadcasted to all her fellow agents. Scully was not going to allow these terrorist tactics to get to her. She lifted her chin and looked each member of the panel in the eye. She could almost hear her father saying 'Give 'em Hell, Starbuck!' "Agent Scully, we have asked you here to testify in two matters that have been brought to our attention. Are you completely clear on the exact wording of these two charges?" Jerry McRay asked. "Yes sir. I am." Scully's voice was clear and calm. "Agent Mulder and AD Skinner have request that they be allowed to remain in the room during your testimony. While this is unusual, if it is acceptable to you, we have agreed to allow them to remain. Do you object to their presence?" "No sir, I do not." Scully was relieved that Mulder was going to be allowed to remain in the room with her. "Very well. Would you please state, in your own words, your understanding of the charges before us, Agent Scully." This came from the AD in charge, Jenna Maslin, one of the three female ADs on the board. "It is my understanding from the memo provided me requesting my presence at this hearing, that I am to testify about the two month abduction of Agent Mulder and myself and I am to give testimony about the alleged rape of which Agent Mulder is being accused," Scully replied. "Yes, well, we have been informed by Agent Mulder that you can validate the accusations he has made in conjunction with your abduction. Is that true?" AD Alicia Oja questioned. "Since I was not allowed to be in the room when Agent Mulder was deposed, I would need to know exactly what facts you are requesting me to verify, Ma'am." Scully was not going to play a game of generalities. Mulder's testimony was read back to her and she confirmed it. "I have in fact, the depositions of the witnesses whom AD Skinner's team were able to find that saw both Agent Mulder and myself being kidnapped from our apartments at almost exactly the same time." Scully passed the bound reports to the clerk for disbursement. "Agent Scully, what do you remember of the kidnapping?" AD Bart asked. "I have no memory of any attack or confrontation. My supposition is that I was drugged in my home somehow and removed by a false 911 response team as stated by the witness." "So you have no memory of the entire two months?" AD Kersh questioned-disbelief clear in his voice. "No, Sir. I cannot remember anything clearly until I was in the hospital and my mother was leading me back to bed from the corner of the room." "Agent Scully, can you honestly expect us to believe that two highly trained Federal Agents can both suffer from amnesia at the same time about the same event?" This came from AD Marsh. "No, Sir, I did not ask you to believe that we are both suffering from amnesia-nor did I even speak the word. I believe that was your supposition. I stated that I have no memory of events during the two month period. I believe that Agent Mulder has stated the same." "So what is your supposition about the cause of a memory lapse of two months, Agent Scully?" AD Winslow asked. "I believe, ma'am, if you check your records, that you will find this is not the first time I have experienced lost time at the hands of others. The first time I was abducted I was missing for three months. During that time, medical experiments were performed on me that rendered me sterile and I later developed cancer. All the information on this is in these documents I have prepared from the files of the X-File Division of the FBI." Scully opened her briefcase and pulled out another stack of information to distribute. "I have not been able to remember those three months despite repeated attempts through hypnosis and several months of counseling. At the time I was returned, I had a variety of drugs in my system and a form of branched DNA that almost killed me." The seven people at the head table were surprised by this information. "The reason for the lapse of memory was not found at the time of my return previously, and the reason will not be found now," Scully stated. Why do you say this, Agent Scully?" AD Maslin questioned. "Agent Mulder and I are convinced that the same faction in our government that abducted me the first time is responsible for our abduction this time. The same faction that is secretly performing testing on unsuspecting and unwilling citizens of the United States on an ongoing basis." "And for what purpose are these experiments being pursued?" AD Kersh spat. "For the production of an alien-human hybrid to halt the take over of earth as we know it by an alien race!" Mulder stood up and said. "Silence! Agent Mulder you had your opportunity to speak. If you cannot refrain from further outbursts you will be removed from this hearing. Is that clear?" AD Maslin reprimanded him. Mulder nodded and sat down. "Now, Agent Scully, do you believe as Agent Mulder does?" AD Maslin asked. Scully took a moment to collect her thoughts. "Until I was abducted the second time, I would not have agreed with Agent Mulder. Now I'm not so sure. I feel our personal experience was more in line with the development of a vaccine that is being sought to fight a virus, an alien virus that is poised to destroy all life on earth as we know it." "Agent Scully, that sounds a little paranoid from one so based in science. Why would both you and Agent Mulder be important in the development of this vaccine?" AD Oja questioned her. "Both Agent Mulder and I have been exposed to this virus and have both survived the contact. We would be ideal candidates to study our successful immune response to the virus." "And is this documented in your X-Files, Agent Scully?" AD Kersh pushed. "Yes Sir, it is." Scully was becoming irritated by the hostility directed towards her with each of his questions. All of the AD's exchanged uncomfortable glances. "Agent Scully, Agent Mulder claims he can produce a tape that will clear him from all culpability in both your abductions and against the charge of rape that has been filed against him by the Baltimore police department..." Jerry McRay began. "Excuse me, Mr. McRay. There are no charges of rape filed against Agent Mulder in Baltimore." Scully interjected. "And why is that, Agent Scully?" AD Maslin asked. "I have filed no charges against Agent Mulder in Baltimore or with this committee. Without charges being filed, there is no rape to be discussed. The tape Agent Mulder has is an excerpt from the tape that CGB Spender tried to use to blackmail Agent Mulder with." Scully was adamant. "Let me get this straight, Agent Scully." AD Laura Winslow sarcastically questioned. "You were found in a motel room, lying naked next to your nude partner. You obviously had been bound and beaten, and when you were taken to the hospital and a rape kit was used to extract evidence, semen samples matching Agent Mulder's DNA were found in your mouth, stomach, vagina and rectum and you claim that there was no rape involved?" AD Winslow's voice rose a full octave during this tirade. "I said that Agent Mulder did not rape me, but there was a rape involved. Both Agent Mulder and I were stripped of our right to choose whether to have consensual sex by the individuals that had held us for the past two months." Scully was furious with the accusatory tone of voice AD Winslow was using. "I consider that a rape of sorts, but one perpetrated against both Agent Mulder and me." "And just how were you forced? Did they hold a gun to your head?" Sneered AD Kersh. "If you had viewed the tape, instead of dismissing it as a fraud, you would have witnessed one of our captors injecting Agent Mulder and me with a series of shots. The drugs used in these injections were responsible for the sexual activity between us." "Agent Scully, the drug screens from the hospital indicated that there was nothing stronger than a mild sedative in either one of your blood works. How do you explain that?" Kersh again challenged. "I believe that the validity of the hospital reports will be negated with this document." Scully once again pulled out several copies of a report and passed them to the clerk for disbursement. "This is the results of a tox-screen done at the request of AD Skinner by an independent agency. AD Skinner hand carried the vials of blood drawn in his presence to the lab and there was a double guard of employees assigned to watch the entire process. If you will note, the results vary significantly from those reported by the hospital." The seven skeptics perused the report silently. A gasp was heard from AD Maslin. "Agent Scully, does this say what I think it does?" Maslin had turned pale. "This report states that there were several drugs found in our blood including, flunitrazepam-a benzodiazepine, d-lysergic acid diethylamide, sildenafil citrate, In addition, several androgens-the strongest being testosterone, and nor- epinephrine, serotonin, dopamine, and caffeine and Flexeril. There are several other chemical compounds that were unidentifiable." Scully calmly reported. "Agent Scully, English, please!" AD Oja interjected. "We were injected at near toxic levels with Rohypnol, LSD, Viagra, and hormones. All of these drugs, especially at these levels, were intended to remove all possibility of our resisting the intent of our captors. Agent Mulder was set up. Whatever they did to me this time, they hoped to disguise with the supposed rape that Agent Mulder and I would be incapable of preventing." "So you are stating that you and Agent Mulder had never had sex before that night in the motel room?" AD Bart spoke up. "For the record, Agent Mulder and I have never engaged in sexual congress of any sort, at any time before this abduction. I would also like to state for the record that my personal life-my sex life-is not and should never be subjected to inspection by any official at the FBI. It is an infringement of my civil rights. My behavior, in respect to my relationship with my partner, Agent Mulder, has always been professional and above board. I would like also to state that Agent Mulder has always treated me with the utmost respect." The board members were surprised at the strong stance Scully took. They shuffled through the stacks of evidence both agents had produced and quietly discussed the matter among themselves before going on. "Agent Scully, one final question." AD Maslin stopped and smiled, encouragingly. Kersh interrupted her and blurted, "Agent Scully aren't you afraid to work with Agent Mulder now? Aren't you afraid he will feel free to take liberties with you, now that you have been intimate?" Scully was stunned for a moment. She heard the gasp from Mulder and wanted to slap AD Kersh but knew it wouldn't be a smart move. She chose to verbally chastise him instead. "AD Kersh, I have worked with Agent Mulder for over seven years and not one time in that entire period have I been afraid of him. He is one of the finest men I have ever had the pleasure of working with. He is intelligent, funny, caring, intuitive and brave. He has put his life on the line for me so many times, I've lost count. He is a brilliant agent and has always shown respect for my abilities and judged me by my work-not my sex or appearance. I find that many of the men in the Bureau would do well to reevaluate their own actions and follow Agent Mulder's example." Her voice and expression made it clear that Kersh was one of the men of whom she was speaking. "To answer your question, AD Kersh, Agent Mulder has always treated me with respect and I have no fear that our experience will lead him to change his behavior." "As I was saying, Agent Scully," AD Maslin glared at Kersh. "One final question. Why do you think this entire abduction was perpetrated?" "To be truthful, I don't know what or whose agenda is best served with this type of criminal abduction. Sometimes I feel incidences like this one are perpetrated strictly for the purpose of breeding discontent amongst the powers that be-to incite them to close down the X-Files because we're too close to the truth." Scully surprised the entire panel with that one. "I also think that we are being monitored because of our experiences with the virus I mentioned. Since I have no memories of what was done while we were gone, I have few clues as to why we were taken. I feel very strongly that there were experiments done on my person and frankly I live with a feeling of foreboding. My last series of health problems can be directly linked to my first abduction. I fear what will come to light after this one." Scully paused to gather her thoughts. "That is one of the reasons I feel it is so important that Agent Mulder and I continue to pursue the X-Files. The answer is out there; the Truth is out there. Agent Mulder and I won't give up until we discover the truth. Whether it's as bizarre as alien colonization or as mundane as the testing of chemical and biological warfare on citizens of the world, we want to uncover the truth about it. Our assignment with the X-Files gives us the opportunity to pursue this truth." "I would ask that you view the video provided by Agent Mulder. I ask that you pay especial attention to the brutality perpetrated against Agent Mulder displayed at the end of the tape. I don't feel such behavior should go unpunished." "Thank you, Agent Scully, you may stand down." Jerry McRay dismissed her. AD Skinner, Mulder and Scully left the hearing together. All three were silent. There was nothing more to be said. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Three weeks later, in a posh New York office, CGB Spender was staring at a very uncomfortable little man. The doctor who had been responsible for the testing and impregnation of Agent Scully with the alien/human hybrid developed recently was squirming in the chair in front of his desk. "Are you telling me doctor that your experiment failed and none of the three opportunities you had in the two months we held Agent Scully captive worked?" "My procedure was a success with the other nine women held. The hybrid created using both male and female reproductive material is viable and we anticipate a majority of the hybrids will come to term. All of the 500 breeding couples around the world are going to be impregnated with this newly improved hybrid within the year." "But Agent Scully was not impregnated by your experiment?" Spender asked the doctor quietly. The little man gulped and replied. "No, Agent Scully was not pregnant when we returned her to Baltimore. We feel her exposure to the virus and to the vaccine developed by our English counterparts prevented her implanted fetus from surviving. Agent Scully is sterile and, baring a miracle, will remain so until her dying day." "Thank you, Doctor. You may go." Spender leaned back and lit another cigarette as the little man scurried from the room. "Interesting," he said as Krycek entered from another door. "Very interesting." "Are you going to split that pair up and have Mulder impregnate another woman?" Krycek asked. Spender stared at him for some time. He had been sure that Alex was gay and Mulder held his interest, but since he had watched the tape of the two agents, he seemed to be enamored with Agent Scully. "No, it isn't necessary. Agents Scully and Mulder have become more valuable to me than as one of the breeding pairs right now." Spender said. "They'll soon to find out their roles in life. You would do well to forget any thoughts of ever getting your hands, or should I say hand, on her." Spender chuckled at his own joke and the dark scowl on Krycek's face as he slammed from the room. He had to be careful with Alex; he was becoming more and more unstable every day. His long periods of silence punctuated with violent episodes deemed watching. Perhaps he would replace Mulder and Scully with Alex and a partner. Marita Covarrubias was a logical choice. They both had been exposed to the virus and would be a good match. Things certainly were getting interesting. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> At almost the same time in Arlington, VA, Fox Mulder was packing up a few things to take back to Georgetown. Mulder was still surprised that they had decided to move in together. The last two weeks had been the best of his life. Mulder stood in front of the fish tank, watching them charge the flakes of food in a frenzy. He really had to do something about taking care of them. There had been so many things happening this past couple of week, he was surprised that he had any fish left. He thought back over the events since the OPR hearing. Scully had been right when she said that the inclusion of two more women on the board would work in their favor. She liked to tease him-saying that they got a look at his naked body and decided anyone who looked that good couldn't be all bad. He hated the fact that the other men on the board had seen Scully naked, especially beaten and battered as she was in the video. At least everything had turned out all right. They had been called back to another closed-door session of the OPR and, after a few more questions, had been absolved of all culpability in the matter of their disappearance. Both he and Scully had been found blameless in the sexual encounter that was a result of the drugs administered to them. AD Janna Maslin returned the tape to Mulder. A transcript that included a narrative of the events on the tape and of the conversation recorded there was prepared. The board decided that this kind of evidence was not to be allowed to be stored casually. Each of the AD's, the HR representative and the Director of the FBI signed their acceptance of the information as accurate and a notary public had signed and sealed the document. All the testimony and documented information was stored in an eyes-only file accessible by only the Director, the Supreme Court, and the President of the United States. Scully and Mulder were reassigned to the X-Files and were allowed back into their old office. Three days later they had their first date. Within another week, they were living together. Mulder maintained his own car and apartment and they agreed to continue to display only professional behavior at work. When Skinner questioned their decision, Scully looked him in the eye and told him that they both were suffering Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and that they felt safer being together. His only response was to require them to pass a psych evaluation before going back out into the field. Mulder was amazed at how he felt after just two weeks of living with Scully. He was sleeping, he was eating balanced meals and he was no longer lonely. If he didn't watch it someone would guess they were together just by the silly grin he sometimes couldn't wipe off his face. His cell phone was loud in the silent apartment. "Mulder." "Mulder, where are you?" Scully's voice was soft and distracted. "I'm feeding my fish and picking up a few more things I need at home." "Mulder, why don't you bring your fish over here?" Scully sounded upset. "That way you only have to go to your place when you want to work or to meet an informant." "That's a good idea. I'll pack them up tonight." "No, Mulder. I need you here, now." Scully said mysteriously. "You can get them this weekend." "Scully, are you all right?" Mulder could tell something was wrong now. "Yes, no, yes...I don't... yes. I'm okay. I just want you here with me. Can you leave now?" Scully was never this indecisive and needy sounding-Mulder had a feeling she wasn't telling him something. "Scully, are you alone? I mean, is there someone there? Can't you talk because of an intruder?" Mulder was worried. "Oh, it's nothing like that, Mulder. I need you here. Please?" Scully's voice was full of love. "I'm on my way." Mulder said. "Drive safely, Mulder." She hung up at the same time he did. Fox Mulder drove swiftly through the streets of Arlington to get back to Georgetown and Scully. Dana Scully sat and waited for him, staring at her coffee table. The truth wasn't out there-that nebulous wherever. It was spread out on top of the newspapers on her coffee table. The results of six different pregnancy tests-all positive-stared back at her. Author's notes: Anyone who has read my stories before recognizes that this is a departure from my regular style. I don't know where this story came from, it just pounced into my brain and wouldn't let me rest until I wrote it. I hated it when that happens, don't you? FatCat September 5, 2002