From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2000 12:38:57 -0600 Subject: The Bug by Michel Source: direct Reply To: michel_n@hotmail.com The Bug By Michel E-mail address: michel_n@hotmail.com Rating: PG Category: SRH Spoilers: Triangle, War of the Coprophages, and... well, you gotta know who Fowley and Pendrell are. Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance Summary: Skinner looks after a very drugged Mulder and a very drugged Scully. Disclaimer: Not mine. CC's. Me Tarzan, you Jane. Feedback: Please??? To michel_n@hotmail.com ;o) XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX Although I have done this a hundred of times, I don't get used to it. I mean seeing those two in the hospital. And the worst thing is that they have managed to finish there easily. I got a phone call this morning telling me that they had been found in some field of some village in a lamentable shape. I'll find out about that when they are awake. Due to the numerous wounds they have, they have been sedated, and much, so right now they are sleeping. And I have been here for nearly an hour , watching them sleep. Doctors have told me it's not grave, so I have asked them to put them in the same room. This way, my future interrogatory will be easier. Well, I'm their AD, I want and explanation. Mulder moves under the covers and looks at me with sleepy eyes. Suddenly, he opens them disproportionately, looks at his left, and discovers his partner. " GOD!!! Scully!!!" I'm about to tell him to not to yell, but Scully seems to be awake too, and looks confused at him. "What'sss up, Mulller?" She says groggily. "There's an ugly huge bug there looking at me!!!!!" Scully looks at me, even more confused, adn shakes her head. They both look drugged... So help me God. "No, Mulller, it's not a bug, it's Skinner." "No, it's a bug." "Nooooo, it's Skinner." Mulder looks at me, and smiles. "Hey, Walter! Scully, look, it's Skinner." "I had told you." My, I think they gave them way too many pills. I'm on the verge of fleeing, but I promised to Scully's mother taht I would wait here until she arrived. Otherwise, I don't really feel like having a conversation with the other two people in this room, because what I have heard so far makes me consider they are not capable of having one... "Mulder?" "Yup?" "Where are we?" "On a bed." "Oooh..." "Yup, I think we have been abducted and now they are going to experiment on us." "Who?" "Aliensh." "They don't exxxist!" "Really? Then Michael Jackson?" "..... Okay." I swear that if I have to stand any other deep conversation like that, I will kill myself. Luckily, I can enjoy a few minutes of silence. But good things never last, I guess. "Mulllleeeer." "What?" "Can you touch your nose with your tongue?" "Sure, look. Mmmmh." "Wow, how lucky. I can't." "It's easy, because my nose is bigger." "Will you teach me?" "Okaaaay." "Thanksh. And I like your nose." "Really?" "Yes, you look like that TV actor... David Duch- whatever." "Nah, I look better." I'm not catholic, but I have started praying for Mrs Scully to arrive soon. I stop when I hear a scream. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! Muuulder!!!" "WHAT?" "You were right, it's a bug!!" "AAARGH!! How distasteful!! Wait, I'll kill it!" And in a wonderful demostration of lack of agility, Mulder falls from the bed to the floor. And guess who puts him back on the bed with a great effort? Bingo. "Sssscully, the bud has helped me to go back to bed." "It's a nice bug." "Yes, I don't want to kill it anymore." "But you hate bugs." "This one is my friend." Oh, my God. They have closed their eyes. Maybe I'll manage they are silent for a while. "Mullder, can I tell you something?" Or maybe not. "What?" "I don't like Diana." "Who is Diana?" "Diana... well... you know... The bitch." "Oh, that Diana. She's not bad, she's my friend too." "Well, if she's your friend, I don't want to be your friend anymore." "Aaaaw, Scullyyyyyy... That's not fair!" "Aaaaah..." "Okaaaaaay. She's not my friend anymore. But the bug is, ok?" "Yes, the bug is. Thanks Mullder." "It's ok. Can I tell you a secret?" "Yessss." "I think Skinner likes you." Okay. Enough. I'm going to kill them. But I'll wait until the painkillers have stopped acting, so they are plenty concioust about how it hurts. "Really?" "Yes. And Frohike." "Well, but Skinner is cuuuter. I like his bald head." "You like Skinner's bald head?" "Yup. It's shiny." "Frohike's bald too." "Yeah, but not shiny... Besides, tell him that if he phones me again, I'm gonna hit him..." "Like you did to me on that ship?" "What ship?" "Nazis' ship." "I can't remember." "Well, you hit me because I kissed you." "Urm... that's weird, because I have always wanted you to kiss me." "Oh, really?" More than enough. I'm leaving. I don't care if Mrs Scully follows me across the country. I can't stand this a single more second. Oh, my, and now Mulder has started *gazing* Scully. There's some infromation I'd rather not have. Hey, the dorr's opening, and... Yes!! Someone has listened to my prayings. There Mrs Scully is, with the worried face I'm used to. I shake her hand. "Mrs Scully, they are already awaky. They are not talking coherently, but doctors say they will be ok in a couple of days." "Do you know what happened?" "No, I'm sorry, but I don't know more than you do." Maggie Scully nods and approachs Scully's bed while I stand near to the window. "Mum!!" "Dana, dear, how are you?" "Veeery well. Look, that's Mullder." "I know him, Dana." "Hey, Mrs Scully! Do you know the bug yet?" "What?" Mrs Scully looks at me looking for an explanation when Mulder points at me, and I just shrug. "He's our bug. I'm going to take him home. We'll call him... Urm... Bambi!!" "Hey!" Mulder seems offended. "Why Bambi?" "Because I didn't like Bambi either." "I liked Bambi. But it was only because you didn't like me." "Really?" Mulder nods solemnly. Mrs Scully looks at them funny. At least I'm the only one not having fun here. "Aaaawwww... But know I like you." "Cool. Now I won't have to like anyone else." "And the bug's name will be Pendrell. In memoriam." "Bug Pendrell, may he rest in peace." And when they start singing the tipycal funerary music, I ask Mrs Scully if she wants to talk to the doctors. She nods, and I go out of the room with her, relieved. We go back in after a couple of minutes. I only have the intention of getting my jacket and flee away as fast as possible. I'll know what happened when tey feel better. But my plans are changed when we open the door and we find Mulder lying over Scully kissing her... not fraternally. I look at Mrs Scully, who opens her mouth and then smiles. They finally break the kiss, probably due to the lack of oxigen in their lungs, and notice our presence in the room. "Mum!! Pendrell!! Mulder has kissed me!" Yes, Scully, I would say so. I grab my jacket, and say goodbye to a too smily Mrs Scully, and go home, with the clear intention of coming back as soon as the painkillers have stopped acting, so see their reaction to what has just happened. No kidding, I have bet a lot in the office pool, and I want to know what happens... XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX Well? Too pathetic? Email me anyway!!! michel_n@hotmail.com "That I don't beliebe in miracles, that don't meanthey don't come true." A little love, Bryan Adams.