From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2000 13:11:51 -0600
Subject: The Incident (WHOLE) by secretsaint
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SUMMARY-Scully is raped and Mulder helps her deal with it
RATING-strong R for part one, rest PG-13
CATEGORY-MSR, A
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The Incident

Scully yawned and breathed a tired sigh as she stepped 
out of her car in front of her apartment building.  Shed 
had a hard day and was looking forward to her night in 
with mulder, their last case had been hard and they had 
hardly got to spend any time together, with him in 
Dallas and her staying behind doing the autopsy.  It had 
been a long time since Dana Scully had got to spend time 
with her boyfriend, and she intended to make up for it.
    As she reached the front of the building, she was 
grabbed roughly from behind and before she had a chance 
to scream a gun barrel was shoved in her face and she 
heard a gruff male voice telling her to keep quiet.  
    She was dragged backwards, kicking in protest, down 
an alleyway and into the abandoned warehouse near her 
apartment building.  The man slammed her hard against 
the wall and she saw his face for the first time as she 
had the wind knocked out of her.  He was tall, she 
observed, about 6foot2 with dark hair and dull gray 
eyes.  His breath was foul and he looked like he hadnt 
shaved for several days. Scully forced the bile down 
that was rising in her throat.  He shoved the gun barrel 
into her stomach and she gave an involuntary groan.  She 
cursed herself mentally.  control yourself Dana, dont 
let him see your fear.  Get the upper hand and youll be 
able to escape.  She hit out with her left fist and the 
blow struck him square in the jaw.  He groaned and 
automatically grabbed his face, which gave her a few 
moments to grab her gun from its holster, only to have 
it snatched away from her.  `ooh youre a sly bitch 
aintcha?` he picked up the gun and hit her round the 
head with it, and for a few seconds scullys brain was 
swimming in blackness.  She awoke to a punch round the 
face, and the  blow hit her hard.  She turned to press 
her cheeks against the cool concrete, hoping that would 
ease the pain but it didnt.  He shook her shoulders 
violently.  `Look at me!` he growled.  She turned to 
look in his eyes for the first time and she saw the evil 
in them.  She realized fully for the first time what he 
wanted; what he was going to do.  Why me?  Why me??  I 
can survive cancer, alien abductions, comas and serial 
killers, and Im about to be defeated by a drunken man on 
his way home from the pub.  She almost laughed at the 
ironicness the situation, but her face hurt too much.  
    She remembered those self-defense classes taken in 
college and instinctively brought her knee up to is 
groin.  He momentarily loosened his grip again as he 
clutched his manhood and she attempted escape, but he 
was too quick.  He grabbed her ankle and pulled hard, 
and her chin hit the ground with a thud.  She let out 
another groan as her dragged her across the rough 
ground, her soft skin being ripped apart by the broken 
glass on the ground.  He stopped dragging and straddled 
her, his enormous weight squashing her petite frame.  He 
pinned her wrists down above her head and she struggled 
in vein against him.      
    She once again had to force down her bile as his 
lips came down over hers, and she struggled for breath 
beneath him.  He puled off her jacket and shoved a cold, 
rough hand up her blouse.  He ripped the white cotton 
material open, sending buttons flying.  He grabbed at 
her chest, drawing blood with his fingernails.  Scully 
cried out in pain, but no one could hear her.  Big 
mistake.  She received several hard blows to the 
stomach, and two more to the face.  She could feel blood 
in her mouth and nose, and her eye and lip were swelling 
fast.             
    Then came the moment Scully had been dreading since 
she first looked into this mans eyes and saw her painful 
fate.  He pulled down her skirt in one rough movement, 
and started to shove himself into her.  She bit her lip 
to keep herself from crying out.  As he thrust himself 
deeper, she closed her eyes and tried to be someplace 
else. This isnt happening, this isnt happening, this 
isnt happening, she repeated the mantra over and over in 
her head.  He bit into her as he climaxed, And she once 
more turned her head so he could not see the fear in her 
eyes.  Before she could attempt to hold it in, a squeal 
of pain escaped her lips as he roughly pulled out of her 
and left, his only goodbye a few hard kicks in the ribs 
with steel capped boots.  She grimaced as his shadow was 
swallowed up into the night, and squeezed her eyes 
tightly shut.  She started to shake and she felt the 
soothing caress of the darkness, and she surrendered to 
it.    
Scully slowly opened her eyes and her clouded vision 
cleared.  She was disorientated and it took her some 
time to realize where she was or what she was doing 
there, and then the horrible memories of the last half 
an hour came flooding back to her.  She knew she wanted 
to leave the cold warehouse floor.  Her fuzzy mind 
recalled that she was still near her apartment, near 
Mulder.  This thought alone comforted her, and she knew 
that if she found him he would know what to do; he would 
take car eof her.  She stood up on shaking legs that 
barely held her and pulled her skirt down.  Despite her 
bodys screaming protests with every step, she started to 
make her way barefooted and half-dressed to her 
apartment.
    Mulder paced his apartment floor, eagerly awaiting 
the return of his girlfriend.  Where WAS she?  He knew 
she was looking forward to tonight as much as he was, it 
had been a hard case, so what was keeping her?  Whats 
more she wasnt answering her cell or the  phone at the 
office.  
    At that moment he heard a knock at the door and he 
was relieved.  It must be Scully, there was no one else 
it could have been.  But why wasnt she using her key?   
He went to open it, his sarcastic joke on the tip of his 
tongue.  His light-heartedness quickly faded at the 
sight that greeted him.  The woman at the door was far 
from the Dana Scully he knew so well.  This woman was 
barefoot with her head bowed.  Her skirt was disheveled 
and her shirt was torn open and covered in blood.  He 
just had time to whisper her name before her feet went 
from under her and she collapsed into his arms.  He 
caught her and carried her into his apartment, shutting 
the door behind him.  He laid her gently down on his 
sofa and was able to get a proper look at the extent of 
her injuries.  There were bruises all over her body and 
what disturbed him most was the blood trickling down 
between he legs, a sure sign that she had been raped. No 
no no no no, not Scully, not Scully, please not her she 
doesnt deserve this. He grimaced as he opened her shirt 
a little to see the damage done to her chest.  There 
were many scratches and bite marks, and there were dark 
bruises that looked like where she had been kicked.  He 
would kill the bastard that had done this to her. The 
left side of her face was torn and bleeding, and so was 
her nose and mouth.  He pushed a strand of hair back 
from her face, and she groaned as her eyes opened.  He 
continued to gently stroke her hair as she regained 
consciousness. 
  `Scully?`  The events of the last half hour flooded 
once more into her mind and she panicked as she felt a 
mans hands on her.  Mulder sensed her fear and shushed 
her.  `Hey Dana its ok, your alright`  On hearing the 
familiar voice and seeing the face of the man she loved, 
she relaxed.  Its ok, Mulder will help me.  Hell make it 
ok.  She tried to talk, to tell him what happened, but 
her chest hurt when she breathed.  Her ribs were 
bruised, maybe broken, said doctor Scully.  `mulder` 
came the feint sound of her partners name.  `Scully, 
dana, what happened to you?`  `I, I, ahhh`  she let out 
an involuntary sob as a tear slid down her face.  
`oh,dana,its ok, its ok,shh we can talk about it later, 
where does it hurt?`
`my chest, hurts to breath`
she took another jagged breath and her sobs continued.  
`shh sweetheart its gonna be alright, its all gonna be 
ok but we need to get you to a hospital right now ok?`  
He tried not to show his panic at the ever- growing pool 
of blood between her legs, and he gave her a gentle kiss 
on her cheek before lifting her into his arms and 
carrying her down to his car.  Mulder slid her small 
form into the passenger seat and took hold of her hand 
as he noticed she was slipping out of consciousness 
again.  `Scully?  Dana, can you hear me?`
In response she gave a slight nod.  `I need you to stay 
with me, ok? Just stay conscious for a little while 
longer and you can rest when we get to the hospital, I 
promise.`
She gave another weak nod and he climbed into the 
drivers seat.  As he started the car he glanced over at 
Scully and she grimace in pain as she tried to take  a 
breath.  He took her hand once again and spoke 
soothingly to her.  `I know it hurts Scully, and Im 
sorry, Im sorry I wasnt there.  Just hold on, ok?`  He 
gave her hand a squeeze and, to his relief, she squeezed 
back.  
Part two
Mulder drove along in silence, with the 
woman next to him drifting in and out of 
consciousness.  About halfway to the 
Hospital, she began to become more aware, 
and he decided to talk to her about the 
attack.  `Do you wanna tell me what 
happened, Dana? `
She drew another jagged breath and began.  
`I got out of the car outside the apartment 
and I-I was grabbed from behind-he took me 
to the abandoned warehouse-and he-I was-he-`
She could not continue, and she began to 
sob.  Mulder placed his large hand over her 
small one and rubbed gently, trying to give 
her some of his energy, his support.
   She stared out the window, avoiding his 
gaze as she sobbed, watching the drizzle 
outside.  Funny, it had seemed so fine 
earlier on before-oh God what must he think 
of her now?  He will realize that she isn`t 
strong like he thought, she`s just a weak 
girl who cant defend herself, she is 
overpowered by men.  God, will he ever want 
to touch her after that bastard has violated 
her?  
  They pulled up outside the hospital and 
Mulder turned to her, seeking her eyes with 
is.  When she refused to meet his gaze he 
brought her chin up so that he could see her 
pain reflected back at him.  `He raped me.  
He had a gun` the disobedient tears slid 
down her cheeks as he opened his arms to her 
and they embraced.  He kissed the top of her 
head before they moved apart reluctantly.  
`We`ll get through it Scully.  No matter 
what you have to deal with, what we have to 
deal with, we`ll make it through because I 
love you and that's all that matters ok? `
`I love you too` she replied, her voice 
barely a whisper through her tears as she 
took a ragged breath, reminding them both of 
her injuries.  He opened her door for her 
and crouched down to her height.  He made an 
attempt to carry her but she waved him away.  
`I can do this by myself Mulder. `
She took his hand instead, and tried to pull 
herself out of the car but her body betrayed 
her and she groaned in agony.  Without 
further ado he scooped her into his arms and 
carried her inside.  
    After being confronted with a busy 
hospital room and the woman he loved lying 
injured in his arms, Mulder found his FBI 
badge came in handy.  He was quickly lead into a small, private side room where he lay Scully down on the bed.  The nurse took the vital details and, when she saw the pool of blood quickly forming on the bed, went to fetch the doctor with the rape kit.  
    Whilst the nurse was gone, Mulder helped Scully into her gown.  They could not meet each other`s eyes, but not because of Scully`s state of undress, they were comfortable with each other now.  Scully was ashamed because she didn`t want to need help, she didn`t want Mulder to know that she couldn`t deal with something by herself.  Mulder was ashamed because, no matter how much he loved Scully he could not protect her from the monster that had caused these bruises
    The doctor entered and introduced herself as Dr. Jacobs.  She did a quick Physical exam of Scully and assessed the extent of her injuries.   
`Okay, Dr. Scully I think you may have a couple of broken ribs and I'll need to x-ray you, but first I need to do a rape kit and treat you in that respect, because we need to collect the evidence and you have some bleeding that I'll need to sort out okay?`
Scully took a deep breath and nodded slowly.  The doctor could sense her uncomfortableness
`Look, Dana, I know this is the last thing you want right now but I'm afraid it needs to be done, I`m sorry.`
The doctor looked round and acknowledged Mulder for the first time.
`and you are?`
`I'm special agent Mulder with the FBI, agent Scully's partner`
`okay Agent Mulder, if you`d like to leave the room`
Before Mulder had a chance to reply, a small voice behind the doctor made her spin around again.
`no, Mulder..please stay..`
Mulder turned to see Scully, pleading him with her eyes.  
`Please could I stay with her?  Me and Dana are..together..and I`d really prefer to stay`
`well, its not usually procedure but..okay.`
`Thankyou.`
Mulder sat down at the side of Scullys bed as the nurse placed her feet in the portable stirrups.  He took her hand and she met his eyes, hers glazed and brimming with tears.  They maintained the contact throughout the exam, Scully squeezing Mulder`s hand tighter every time the probing got too much and it hurt a little more.  Silent tears slid down her face and Mulder wiped the salty liquid away with is hands.  
    At the end of the exam Scully relaxed back onto the bed and the nurse took away the evidence they had gathered.  
`Okay Dana, you had some internal bleeding so I've had to put a couple of stitches in, but they will dissolve on their own.  As for your other injuries, I`m gonna run you up to x-ray, would you like some more pain releif?`
Scully nodded weakly.
Dr.Jennings gave her another shot before calling the porter where Scully was wheeled up to x-ray, mulder in tow.
    Half an hour later, Scully was back in her room when the doctor returned with the x-rays.  
`well, the good news is your ribs arent broken.  But they are badly bruised and this put together with the other injuries and the trauma you've suffered, I`d like to keep you in tonight.
`uh huh` was the only reply she received.  Scully was exhausted.  She lay back on the pillows and closed her eyes, only to open them again, quickly.  
`Dana would you like something to help you sleep?`
`um..yes, yes please.`
`where's agent Mulder?`
`oh he's in the bathroom, he'll be right out.`
Mulder reentered and took his place at Scullys bed, just as the doctor went to fetch a sleeping pill for her.  He took her hand again.
`you tired?`
`yeah..I don't think I can sleep.`
`bad dreams?`
`Every time I close my eyes I see his face`
`I'm sorry Scully.`
`sorry-Mulder why are you sorry?`
`I-I wasn`t there, I couldn`t stop him doing this to you.`
`Mulder stop.  Do you here me?  Stop this right now.  There was no way you could have possibly known what-what was happening to me and you can`t blame yourself for this one, I won`t let you.  Okay?`
`Okay.`
The doctor returned with a sleeping pill, which Dana took.
`Goodnight Dana, sleep well`, and the doctor was gone.
`I`m scared, Mulder.  I`m scared to go to sleep.`
Mulder sat on the side of her bed and lay his head down gently next to hers.  He stroked her hair and kissed her cheek.  
`Its okay, I`ll be here.  Theres no need to be afraid anymore.`
Mulder felt Scully`s exhausted body relax, and her breathing deepen, and within minutes she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.   
part three
Scully awoke groggily to a blinding light 
through the window and Mulder, sitting 
patiently by the bed.  
`hey sleepyhead, how you feelin? `
`Umm..`
She tried to turn to face him and her first 
though was OUCH-that hurt!  She realized the 
painkillers had probably worn off.  She 
groaned.
`What is it Scully?  Do you need more 
painkillers?`
`mmn` She nodded in response.
Mulder called the nurse who administered her 
with more pain relief.
`When will I be released` She asked.
`I spoke to the doctor earlier, he said if 
you feel ok she should be able to release 
you later today.`
There was a lengthy pause of silence.
`Scully you need to talk to the police.`
`I know, I know..`
`Dr. Jennings has arranged for them to come 
in soon, in about an hour`
`Okay.`
`Are you feeling up to breakfast?  You can`t 
have eaten since yesterday lunchtime you 
must be starving!`
`Eat?  Here?  I dont think Im upto any green 
Jell-O yet Mulder.`
Mulder reached behind his back and brought 
out a paper bag.
`Croissants and coffee ok with you Scully?`
Her face seemed to brighten a little and she 
gave him a feint smile, the first, he noted, 
since the attack.
`You`re my angel Mulder.`
`Anything for you.`
He kissed her cheek gently and laid out her 
breakfast on her bed-table.
`the coffees decaf, you need your sleep.`
`She cautiously took her first bite of the 
croissant and chewed.  She drank some of the 
coffee.  
`Its good.  Thank you, Mulder.`
`my pleasure.`
`Mulder?`
`yeah`
`When the police come, will you stay with 
me?`
`of course.  You don`t mind me being there?`
`No I want you to be there, but I don`t want 
you to stay if you don`twant to, or if you 
think you can`t hear it..`
`of course I`ll be there, Scully.  I`ll 
always be there.`
`What would I do without you?`
She reached for his hand and he held it 
tightly.  He brought it up to his lips and 
gave it a light kiss.
    Soon afterwards, the police arrived and 
took a statement from Scully.  Mulder was 
there throughout, with his arm protectively 
round her.  She cried a lot, she had long a 
go stopped trying to hide her feelings about 
the attack, and it was easier that way.  She 
knew she didn`t have anything to hide from 
Mulder and if she did he would find it out 
anyway.  She was able to give a description 
of the man who attacked her, and then she 
had to give an account of what had happened.  
She could see that Mulder was angry at what 
had happened and at how he couldn`tbe there 
to stop that bastard from raping her.  At 
one pint he clenched his fist so hard that 
his knuckles turned white, and Scully 
reached over and rubbed his fist until he 
relaxed, a silent communication that it 
wasn`t his fault, a reminder of the 
conversation they had had the previous 
evening.  
At the end of Scullys statement, the police 
warned that she would have to do an identity 
parade if they came up with any suspect.  
She simply nodded, dreading the thought of 
ever seeing HIS face again, but at the same 
time wanting to punish him for what he`d 
taken from her.  
    Doctor Jennings came and examined Scully 
again, and told her she was free to go.  She 
gave her a prescription for some painkillers 
and then she was gone.
    `So, lets get out of here!`  Mulder 
exclaimed, relieved that Scully didn`t have 
to spend another night in hospital; he knew 
how much she hated them,  especially after 
the cancer.
`Mulder I don`t have anything to wear.`
`yes you do!`
Mulder produced a bag containing some 
trousers and a T-shirt, carefully selected 
this morning from their apartment.  He had 
deliberately chosen the loose fitting 
garments so they didn`trub on her injuries 
too much.
`you need my help changing`
`no,`  Scully tried to get up but her vision 
swam and her body protested.
`yes, I do`
Mulder was proud of Scully, she was finally 
letting him in, admitting she needed his 
help.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he 
lifted her gently from the  bed and set her 
down on the floor.  She swayed a little and 
he put his arms round her waist t steady 
her.  Together they walked slowly to the 
bathroom and locked the door behind them.  
He set Scully down on the edge of the bath 
and slipped her trousers up over her ankles, 
and she pulled them up under her gown.  He 
then lifted the gown over her head and 
slipped on her t-shirt he slipped her small 
shoes onto her feet and helped her stand 
once again.
`you ready to go?`
`Lets get out of here`
They embraced briefly before leaving the 
hospital heading back home.  
PART FOUR
Mulder pulled up outside her apartment only 
to find Scully dozing in the passenger seat.  
He didn`t blame her-she`d had a tough 24 
hours to put it mildly.  He got out the car 
and went round to her side of the car.  He 
opened the door and knelt down beside her.  
He touched her clasped hands gently and 
shook her ever so slightly, her brow creased 
to a frown and he talked softly
`Hey Scully you with me?  We`re home`
She opened her eyes at half-mast and looked 
around drowsily. When she showed no 
willingness to get out of the car, he held 
onto her hand and brought himself up to his 
full height, bringing her with him.  She 
stood on shaky legs and took an awkward 
step, the effects of the probing exam 
obviously taking its toll.  
`You ok to walk up to your apartment?` 
`uh-huh,` she muttered, swaying even as she 
said it.  He put a supporting arm around her 
waist and another round her shoulder, 
steadying her as she stumbled towards the 
entrance of the building.  He could see she 
was already exhausted, probably a result of 
the sedatives and pain relief they had given 
her at the hospital, but he didn`t want to 
push it.  He would like nothing more than to 
sweep her up and carry her to her apartment 
but he knew she wanted to hold onto a little 
of her usual Scully-like dignity, she had 
already had so much taken away from her by 
that BASTARD. . .He controlled his anger, 
thinking first of Scully`s welfare.  By the 
time they had reached the entrance she was 
visibly fading, she was clinging onto his 
shoulders, in spite of herself, just to keep 
herself upright.  She took another step and 
suddenly her vision started to swim and she 
collapsed into his arms.  Without hesitation 
he scooped her up into his arms and carried 
her up to their apartment. 
    When they reached their apartment Mulder 
Laid Scully down on the couch and her eyes 
Fluttered open.  Mulder took her hand in his.
`Hey Scully, you with me?`
`mmnnn`, she replied as she tried, and failed, 
to bring herself into a sitting position.  
Mulder brought a steady arm around her back and
Helped her upright.  He sat down next to her and she leaned into him, partly for the comfort and partly for support, just to keep herself upright.  She hated this, having to be dependent on someone.  She had always taken pride in always being able to take care of herself, and some lowlife bastard had taken that away from her.  On thinking about this she saw his face in her mind once again and she visibly shuddered.  She felt dirty, so dirty.  
Mulder felt her shiver and spoke softly to her.
`You ok?`
`I want to take a bath`
`ok`
Now came the part that Scully dreaded, even after her relationship with Mulder had been consummated some time ago, she still had trouble asking him this.
`Mulder, I need your help, I. . .I feel dizzy, I don`t think I can manage.`
`Sure, any time.`  
Mulder knew that it was hard for her to admit that she needed help, and he wanted to reassure her.  He brought her face up to meet his gaze and their eyes locked.
`You know anytime you need help, Scully, you only have to ask me.  I`ll always be here.`
With that he kissed the top of her head and helped her up.  Together they shuffled slowly to the bathroom where he started running a bath for her.  He put in some of the herbal bath oil that he knew she liked, and as the tub filled he helped her undress.  It was a slow process, sliding her clothes gently over her skin and trying not to irritate the bruises and swelling there.  Occasionally she grimaced with a sharp intake of breath but she never once cried ou, and he admired her bravery.  The bruises were starting to show up more today, and he knew it would only get worse before it got better, but he hoped a hot bath would help to soothe them.  He helped her into the tub and slowly lowered her down, and she seemed to relax a little in the water.  She leaned back and closed her eyes and he knelt down beside the bath.  
    They sat like that in silence for several minutes before Mulder picked up the washcloth and began to gently dab at the wounds on her face; her lip, her cheek, the cut on her head, the scrape on her chin.  Each dab was followed by a single soft kiss to the wound, as if that alone could take away the pain that she felt there and erase the memory of how the injury had happened.  After this he washed her hair for her and helped her out.  He wrapped her in her robe lead her to the bedroom, where he sat her down on their bed and dried her hair for her.  Normally she would have killed him for doing this, but at that moment she revelled in his soothing touches, his kisses, and she knew that he loved her no matter what.  
By the time her hair was dry she could barely keep her eyes open and she longed for sleep.  Sensing this, Mulder pulled back the covers and she climbed wearily into bed.  
`Do you want me to stay?`  he asked as he stroked her hair gently.
`yes. . . yes, please Mulder`
He lay down beside her and they spooned together on the bed.  He stayed there listening to her breathing long after she was asleep, and he knew that they would get through anything together.    

THE END
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