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Can He Do It Again I
by Diane A. Doty
sunshine100@juno.com
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Disclaimer: Any characters CC uses, I stole. I really had too. Please 
don't sue.

Warning: Bad words.  A lot of past season references.

Authors notes: It's my first post so bare with me. I know this really
isn't in order and most of his thoughts are out of order too, but I'm
guessing it'll do.  Send comments and stuff to, sunshine100@juno.com
Oh, and this is told from Mulder point of view.

Summary: Scully is dead :(((( and Mulder finds out he's getting a new
partner. Can He do it again?

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F.B.I Headquarters Washington DC May 27, 2002

I can't get her out of my mind. It is almost a year now. She was brave
and not afraid to die. I was there when they told her the tumors
weren't responding to treatment. I was on the verge of tears, she just
sat there, not saying a word. More than often she carried the strength
for the both of us.

I should have been with her. She should have never been taken. I can't
help, but knowing it's my fault. She died, for my mistakes. I wish
that *they* had taken me instead. But they took her.

She had saved my life so many times. She saved me from that killer
that was killing all the physics. She stopped me from shooting Krycek.
But what have I given her? All I caused was pain. It was my fault
Melissa got killed. I took the MJ files. I didn't even stop to think.

I was with her almost every minute of the day. Once she actually told
me to go home and sleep, unless I wanted to join her in the hospital.
But other than when I slept I practically lived in that hospital room
with her.

I couldn't stand seeing her in pain. But I couldn't leave her. I found
myself wishing that whatever was going to happen to her, would happen.
But her mind fought against her dying body. Why wouldn't she just let
go?  How much pain was she in?

Once I remember her telling me if she had to die she wanted to die
painless. But this....It wasn't the right way to die. If I ever see
that black lunged son of a bitch, I'm gonna fucking kill him.

Now Skinner's telling me I'm getting a new partner. I can't go through
it again. I can't. I'll go crazy. Skinner says he has no choice. I do,
I'll fucking quit. I can't work with outher. I need her. I can't trust
someone as much as I trusted her. Please God, don't let me learn to
love this one. I loved Scully as a friend, and a partner. Then she was
snatched up by the unseen hand of Fate.

But I need someone. I need a person to talk to. I need someone to take
my mind off her. I need a friend. I don't know what to do.

Oh, God someone's knocking on the door. Time to make a decision.

It's opening now. A young woman is walking in.

"Sorry. No one down here but the FBI's most unwanted."

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Can He Do It Again II
by Diane A. Doty
sunshine100@juno.com
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Disclaimer: Normal stuff. If CC & 1013 uses 'em I stole 'em. I know
about the copyright thingy and know I'm kinda breaking the law but
this IS only for fun and I'm not gaining money so.....

Author's notes: This is the continuation of "Can I Do It Again?". To
bring anybody who hasn't read that up to speed Scully dies and Mulder
gets a new partner. Sorry for any sp. mistakes, grammar mistakes or
anything else I might have missed.

Warnings: NO SCULLY! some violence and curses

Summary: When Mulder disappears, his new partner has to find him. She
gets help from.... (did you really think I'd tell ya? you gotta read
to find out....<VBG>)

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1:21 p.m.

Mulder lay on his back watching the t.v. light illuminate his ceiling.
His mind was lost in thought. Simms. He was still a little angry with
Skinner for giving him a new partner. When Scully died Mulder told him
that he didn't want a partner. Now after almost a year he changed his
mind. It had occurred to him that Skinner had no choice, but he didn't
want to think about who's choice it was.

After about another hour of trying to sleep he gave up. He had a
sudden urge to take a jog. He went into his bedroom, got on a pair of
sweat pants and a sweat shirt, and grabbed his gun. After all it was
almost three in the morning, and you never knew who'd be outside.
Taking his keys he slowly closed the door behind him. He made sure he
had his cellular phone with him.


4:13 a.m.

He didn't know why he ran there, but an hour later he was standing by
Scully's grave. God, he missed her so much. Why her? She was happy.
Then they took her, did God knows what to her, then gave her back,
only to have her die years later. It didn't seem fair to such a kind
and caring person. He let the tears flow.

He didn't hear him approach. If he had he might have had a chance to
get his gun out. Unfortunately, he hadn't heard. He was right behind
Mulder. Mulder heard the twig snap. Spun around. As he did he
attempted to draw his gun.

As soon as Mulder saw him a shiver ran up his spine. It couldn't be.
Krycek? Mulder thought he had seen the last of him. Krycek raised his
own gun and struck the side of Mulder's head. Mulder fell to the
ground, He was in shock at what he saw. <<Like a cat.  Nine lives>>,
was Mulder's last thought before he lapsed into unconsciousness.


7:31 am

Agent Alexandria Simms sat at her desk staring at the clock. <<Where
the hell is he?>> she wondered. They had been partners for a week and
every time she came in, he was there waiting for her. Once she came in
at six and he was there already.

She sighed as she picked up the phone and dialled his home phone
number.  No answer. She searched through her desk looking for his
cellular phone number. When she found it she dialled it. It rang five
times before she hung it up. Finally she dialled Skinner's office
number.

"Assistant Director Skinner's office," a secretary said.

"Hi. This is Alexandria Simms, may I speak to Skinner?"

"Hold one moment please."

After a brief pause, the A.D. picked up the phone. "Agent Simms? Is
there a problem?"

"Uh, kinda. Has Mulder called in sick?"

"No he hasn't. He's not in yet?"

"Nope."

"I'll notify you if he does call."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Skinner hung up the phone.

Simms closed her eyes. <<Where the hell can he be?>>


1:23 p.m.

Mulder opened his eyes. He quickly remembered what had happened last
night. He was now lying on the floor with his hands tied behind his
back, his legs were tied also. He had been beaten.

The door to the room he was in opened and Krycek stepped in. Mulder
moved to sitting position. <<How they fuck is he alive?>>.

Mulder cleared his throat and said, "How the hell did you get out of
the frigen silo?"

"Not for you to worry about. You have more things to worry about right
now."

"Like what?" Mulder said fearing the answer.

"Like me. You should have killed me when you had a chance."

"Sorry won't let it happen again."

"Don't worry, I won't let you. You're gonna die for leaving me
there. And It's not going to be a happy death."

Mulder just stared at him. "You know you really have mental problems
Krycek."

"Well why don't tell me about it *Dr.* Mulder. You are a shrink aren't
you?"

"Honestly Krycek I'd rather not know what makes you the insane person
you are."

Mulder regretted those words, when Krycek began to beat him.


7:53 p.m.

Simms checked her watch, then frowned when she saw how late it was.
She had a date with her fiance Gavin at eight thirty. If she hurried
home she might be ready on time. She grabbed her coat, locked the
office door, and left.

While driving home she heard "You're fucking nuts Kyrcek." It sounded
like Mulder had said it. But how could she? He was...... God only
knows where he was.

End of part 1.

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Disclaimer: I could *deny everything* and say that The X-Files are
mine, but I know they're CC and 1013'so property. Sorry for borrowing
'em.

For warnings, author's notes, and summary see part one.

P.S. Sorry. My cousin went over the last one I wrote and said I
misspelled some words and used the wrong To's and stuff like that. If
you have any questions about what I wrote email me. 

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3:43 a.m.

Mulder shivered. <<Why is it so cold in here?>> he wondered. Even that
slight movement caused him pain. He inwardly groaned. << Here we go
again>>


same time

Simms shot up in her bed. She sat up so quickly that she scared Gavin,
who was sleeping next to her.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Simms said nothing but she was shaking.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

She nodded.

"What was it about?"

"Huh, I told you about Mulder right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, huh, today he's wasn't in work.........And he was in this room
and this guy was hitting him........the guy said that he was going to
pay for leaving him to die."

"It was probably just a dream honey. Go back to sleep."

Simms nodded, but she didn't sleep. <<I gotta help him. I know it
wasn't a dream. What about the other dreams?>>

She was seventeen when they started. One night she dreamt about her
boyfriend at the time, Luke, getting beat up by some kids that he owed
money to. The next day his mother called her and told her about it.
The next dream was two weeks later when she had a dream about her
brother joining the army. The next day he said he was. These kept on
going on and on, sometimes good sometimes bad. They always involved
men.

Slowly she drifted off to sleep.


9:27 a.m.

Dana looked sadly at him. <<He's letting go. I gotta tell him to hang
on.  He can't die now>>

She entered his mind penetrating into his sub conscience. In a second
she saw what he was dreaming, unable to wake up. A little girl. Then a
white light takings her away as a little boy screamed out to her. Then
her, lying in the hospital bed. Mulder searching for a cure. She must
have waited five minutes observing these dreams. <<No wonder why he
never sleeps>>

Then she pushed herself to break through these images. She and him
where face to face only four feet away from each other; and surrounded
by a white light.

"Scully!?" He said slowly.

"Mulder don't let go. Stay with your body."

"What?"

"Your letting your self die."

"I am?"

"Yes you are."

"But I can't help it."

"I known but keep your will strong. I'm trying to get your *new*
partner Simms to help you but she's put up walls. I'm breaking them
down, but that takes time.  Until then you gotta stick it out."

"Okay Scu....Dana. I'll try. So I guess you made it to Heaven, then."

"Of course. After what I put up with, with you I should be." Her smile
told him he was joking.

He smiled back. "You can do this anytime you want?"

"No."

"Then how did you come here?"

"It's complicated. Only  when you need help."

"So does that mean your like a guardian angel?"

"Yeah." after a pause she said "I've missed you Mulder. I have to go
now. He's coming. Don't piss him off."

"I've missed you too Scully. Thank you."

"No problem Mulder."

And Mulder was left alone, with Krycek.


9:46 a.m.

Simms sighed. He wasn't in work again. <<I knew it wasn't just a
dream.>>

<It's not> a voice said.

<<Great now I'm hearing voices>>

<This is important. I know where he is.>

<<Who the hell are you?>>

<Scully.>

<<You can't be you're dead.>>

<I know but I'm here to help you....and Fox.>

<<Fox?>>

<Mulder. He hasn't even told you his first name!.>

<<Nope.>>

<Don't call him that. Anyway he's in the basement of a house on
Franklin Street. The house number's 13.>

<<What am I supposed to say to get a warrant? A dead lady told me or
the voice inside my head did?>>

<You have the same sense of humor.>

<<Okay I'll break in and get him out.>>

<Good. Hurry. He's letting go.>

<<On my way. Thanks.>> 

<You're welcome.  Hurry.>

Simms grabbed her coat and her gun. She ran to her car. 


12:03

Simms had parked the car down the road a little and walked there on
foot.  Now she was waiting. <<He has to leave sometime.>>

<No. He's not leaving.>

<<Geez. How long have you huh..>>

<Don't worry. I was with him. You gotta get to him now!>

<<How's he doing?>>

<Not good.He's scared, and he doesn't think right when he's scared. If
you manage to get in you might have trouble getting him out.>

<<Shit. How do I get in?>>

<The basement window. But you won't be able to get him out that way.>

<<Shit shit shit shit shit.>>

<I could distract Krycek. But I'm not sure. It might not work, then
you'll be trapped too.>

<<I guess I'm gonna have to take that chance right?>>

<Yeah.>

<<So how do I know when to go in?>>

<Get down there wait fifteen minutes then go.>

<<OKay. Thanks Scully.>>

<Dana.>

<<Oh. I'm Alexandria.>>

<Go.>

Simms walked over to the basement window. Of course it was locked.
<<Do I take the chance in breaking it?>> When she realized time was
most important, she pulled out her gun and kicked the window in. It
made a loud sound that she was sure Krycek would hear. She pulled back
and waited.

She was about to go in when she heard voices coming from the other
room that was in the basement. One was a faint wispier, the other was
loud, and had an eerie sound to it.

"I don't know who broke the window."

"Well I'm sure aliens didn't break it. You wouldn't be trying to
escape would you?"

By now Simms had managed to slide silently into the window. She slowly
walked to the door. Bending down she peered through the small crack
that was in between the wall and the door.

Mulder was backed into a corner, staring wide-eyed at Kryeck. He was
shaking, or he might have been shivering, it was so cold down there.
Krycek was standing there a gun in one hand. He was pointing it at
Mulder.  <<Shit Scully hurry.>>

<Simms?>

<<Scully? Why aren't you in Krycek's mind? He's gonna shoot Mulder.>>

<I can't get into his mind. He's blocking it out.>

<<So what do I have to do?>>

<Go in there and shoot him.>

<<Isn't that dangerous.>>

<No choice.>

<<Shit. Okay.>>

Simms held her breath and entered the room. Her gun pointed at Krycek;
while Krycek kept his gun on Mulder. Simms shot Krycek as Krycek shot
Mulder. They both collapsed at the same time. Simms ran to Mulder.

Dropping to her knees, she rolled him over. <<Oh fuck.>> She reached
for her cellular phone. After she gave the 911 operator the house
number, she walked over to Krycek. Dead. <<Thank god.>> Then she once
again dropped to her knees beside Mulder.

<He'll be okay.>

<<You really gotta stop doin' that.>>

<Sorry.>

<<Forgiven.>>

<Good. Tell him goodbye.>

<<Okay.>>

<Bye.>

<<Wait Dana.>>

<Yeah?>

<<Thank you. He must have been lucky to have you as a partner.>>

<Nope. It was the other way around. I was lucky to get assigned to
him.>

<<Bye.>>

<Bye.>


Two weeks later
11:21 a.m.

Mulder opened his eyes to see Simms sitting in front of him. She
looked shocked and happy at the same time. He opened his mouth to say
thank you but nothing came out.

"Hi Sleeping Beauty."

He smiled her one of his half smiles.

"Mulder? Could I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"Was Scully.... huh.... coming to you?"

He nodded smiling. <<It wasn't a dream!>> "Did she come to you?"

"A few times. She said goodbye."

He was silent then said, "I didn't get a chance to thank you."

"My pleasure."

"Sorry for being a jerk before. I just ......"

"Apology excepted."

"How did you explain this to Skinner?"

"I told him I was jogging when I heard your voice."

"Didn't he ask why you were jogging while you were supposed to be at
work?"

"I don't think he really cares how I found you, just that I did find
you."

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Then Simms said, "She was a
great person wasn't she?"

Mulder nodded. "One of the best."

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END OF STORY!

Left this wide open for a sequel. So if I eva get the chance I'll
write more. Send comments and things to sunshine100@ juno.com