From: "Dragon Karma" Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 00:01:47 GMT Subject: Question Answered by Dragon Karma Source: direct TITLE: Question Answered AUTHOR: Dragon Karma EMAIL ADDRESS: dragonkarma@hotmail.com DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Anywhere as long as this header is attached SPOILER WARNING: Orison/Irresistable RATING: PG-13 CLASSIFICATION: Story/Romance/Angst, MSR SUMMARY: Following the aftermath of Donny Pfaster's second attack on Scully, Mulder takes her home to giver her the help she needs. DISCLAIMER: Damned lawyers threatened to take away my powdered donuts if I didn't put this in. Do I look like CC to you? No cash is being exchanged, no infringement is happening, k? FEEDBACK: **PLEASE** I need feedback. But be gentle, this is only my first Fanfic. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ En Route to Agent Mulder's Appartment They had been sitting in silence for ten minutes now, Mulder biting his tounge to refrain from asking Scully how she was doing. He already knew the answer. *I'm Fine* He could hear it like a mantra in his head. *I'm Fine, I'm Fine, I'm Fine* He stole a glance over at her. Her head was against the window, her eyes unfocused. Stairing without seeing. He recalled the first time after she had been attacked by Donny Pfaster. Her eyes had been wide with fright, and wet with tears. She was so new at the time, so vulnerable, so determined. He looked at her now and sighed. She had no tears left to shed, no more feeling for fear, and at times she seemed almost resigned. He pulled up to the apartment building and turned towards her. "Scully?" "Hmm?" she asked, startled. "We're here." "Hmm, Okay." Both the elevator ride and the walk to the apartment were marked by silence thick enough to be visible. He turned his key and pushed open the stubborn door leading Scully in like a docile child. "You can have the bed." he said taking her bag. "No, no Mulder. I'm not going to deprive you of your own bed. You get cranky without a good night's sleep." she smiled weakly, attempting a joke. "'S-okay, I usually sleep on the couch anyway. There are clean towels in the bathroom." Her auburn hair bounced as she nodded and headed into his room. Five minutes later he heard the shower turn on and he busied himself in the kitchen. he thought then opened a cabinet surveying its meager contents with a small frown. Instant oatmeal, stuffing mix, some soup. He had decided on vegetable soup and crackers when he heard a muffled noise like a cry come from his room. "Scully?" he called worried and entered the dark room. She sat on the edge of his bed in forest green pyjamas her head in her hands, sobbing. He took two wide strides and came to kneel before her. He pulled her into his arms and she didn't pull away. He held her close. Wanting to impress on her that he was always there for her. He wanted to hold her so tight she merged with him so he could protect her. Slowly her shaking subsided and she whispered "Thanks." He nodded and his eyes flashed in anger. How dare Pfaster reduce his Scully to crying. She was the strongest person he knew and here she was shivering in his arms. His jaw clenched and he felt perversly glad that Scully had shot the bastard. "I've got some food if you're hungry." he said and stood up, bringing her with him. She nodded and still holding his hand made her way to the living room. He took the dishes back to kitchen when they had finished and flipped on the TV to a sitcom. Lowering himself so he was sitting facing Scully he pulled her into his lap and layed back. One hand holding hers and one hand stroking her hair. She looked at him questionly but he was focusing his attention on the show. She shrugged and snuggled closer to him. Exhausted from the attack, both physical and emotional, she drifted off to sleep before the show ended and spent that night on the couch with, or rather on Mulder. ************** One Week Later The Office 10:17 AM Scully looked up as her late partner strolled into the room. "Morning, Mulder." she said and turned her attention back to her laptop. "Morning, Scully." he said with a happy note to his voice, she looked up questioningly. "You know that dream, I keep having and not being able to remember?" he asked and when she nodded continued. "It finished last night." he smiled. "What was the dream about?" she asked, all week he had been walking around with a frustrated look on his face as the elusive dream stayed just beyond his reach. His face fell ever so slightly and had thay not been so close she never would have noticed it. "Just something silly." he quickly said then sat down to work. ************* 6:32 PM Scully entered her apatment and walked to the blinking answering machine. "Scully," Mulder's familiar voice said. "I'm going to tell you the dream I had. I couldn't say it in the office but now I think I can. In the dream I'm holing you, keeping you away from Pf...people who want to hurt you. Then in the dream you stand up and walk next to a man in a cloud of smoke and I hear a voice say *Fox, you have to make a choice.* Then Sam appears on the other side of the man and this is when I usually woke up. Scully, I...in my dream I chose.." *Beep* Her cell phone rang. "Scully." "You," Mulder's voice said. "What?" "In my dream I chose you." he said and the phone clicked off. Scully smiled and sighed, "Just something silly, eh?" ************** I beg of you, feedback please!!!!!!!!!