From: DanaK35 <danaK35@excite.com>
Date: Thu, 12 Aug 1999 19:06:05 +0200
Subject: NEW: Taking Control  - part two (1/1) by DanaK35

Title: Taking control II (1/1)
Author: DanaK; DanaK35@excite.com
Archiving: everywhere as long as my name stays on it,
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Rating: PG
Classification: V
Spoilers: up to One Father/Two sons
Keywords: Musings
Summary: Mulder's POV

Author's note: This one is for you Elizabeth!

Disclaimer: 'The X-Files' and all 'The X-Files' related
characters and situations are the intellectual property of
Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the FOX network. The
following material is not intended to infringe on the above
copyright in any way. Which means, they aren't mine, yak
yak yak...you know the drill!


Taking control II
by DanaK35

I sit alone on my leather couch. The light from the TV
flickers and casts an unreal light in the room. Alien. How
fitting. I am physically and mentally exhausted tonight.
Numb. I wish my emotions were dead, too, but they are
not. I know that I have hurt her. Something I never wanted
to do and yet something that gave me a pang of pleasure,
even if just for a moment. For one fleeting second I
enjoyed the look on her face when I told her I didn't
believe her. Just for one second though. In a way I
wanted her to know how it feels when the person you
respect the most doesn't believe in you. A childish notion,
I know that, but her coldness, her damned rationalism, her
scientific mind have hurt me too. She hides her feeling so
well I want to take her by the shoulders and shake her. I
don't know if it's only walls she has built around herself or
the genuine lack of those feelings. It can't be, she has
expressed deep emotions before. Only lately she has
turned into the true Ice Queen. I have almost kissed her, I
have even asked her to marry me - if in a slightly unfitting
situation - and I have told her I loved her. She has never
mentioned the scene in my hallway and her only comment
to my revelation was "Oh brother!" in that breathy voice
that tells me nothing at all. I know that our relationship is
suffering. Maybe I should just go to her, make her listen to
me, make her look at me and tell her again. But I won't.
She will reject me again, for her very own reasons and
then I will no longer be able to keep this charade up. It is
ridiculous really, I cannot live with her but the thought of
losing her still makes me physically sick. Sometimes the
thought of ending that pain seems so charming to me.
Dangerously charming. To just walk up to her and tell her:
'Hey, I love you more than life but you obviously don't so
- good bye! Have a nice life!' But there is still the chance
that she does feel something more than friendship for me.
There must be. Or am I just kidding myself? I know that
part of the problem is that I have put her on a pedestal
and now I can't deal with the fact that she might not be as
perfect as I want her to be. Who says she HAS to return
the feelings I have for her? I wish, that after so many
years I'd still have the strength to just ask her how she
really feels. But I don't. I have never been very good at
dealing with loss or rejection. Pitiful, I know but that's just
the way I am. I have said enough, done enough to make
myself clear to her. Now she will have to be the one to
take control of our situation. If she doesn't I will have to
decide whether I can continue living like this or not.
Restless, I get up and slip into my boots, grabbing my
leather jacket. I know I won't be able to sleep and so I
might as well go to the office. Now that we have gotten
the X-Files back there is enough work.

Half an hour later I open the door to the basement office I
almost bump into Scully. "Scully?" I ask her incredulously.
She is dressed in faded jeans and one of her button down
sweaters. Her hair is swept back from her forehead and
she looks beautiful devoid of make-up. She looks equally
astonished to see me. "What are you doing here?" I ask
and she swallows and closes her eyes briefly. "I needed
to talk to you, Mulder" she says.


THE END

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--
You will find me down by the river, getting high on my
mortality - Sinad
Lohan 1999




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You will find me down by the river, getting high on my mortality - Sinad
Lohan 1999


