Date sent:        Tue, 8 Jul 1997 11:30:56 -0400 (EDT)
From:             AgentRLM@aol.com
Subject:          EP> Trust is Two-Sided (1/1)

From:  Jen Hazle  @  AFMW14B@prodigy.com
Category:  MSR/MSA
Rating:  PG
Summary:  A turncoat on the inside betrays Mulder's trust.
Disclaimer:  Mulder, Scully, and Skinner don't belong to me.  Duh!  
So please don't sue 
me!  :-)

This is my very first attempt at writing fanfic so please please 
please give me your feedback!  Thanks!
~jen the hyper cow~


                                 Trust Is Two-Sided

	Mulder was sitting down watching the basketball game on TV when he 
heard a 
knock at the door.  He glanced at the clock.  11:39.  
	"I wonder who would want me at this hour?"  Mulder mused to himself. 

	"Who is it?"  He called.
	"It's Dana"  A voice answered back.
	"Scully?"  Mulder went over and unlocked the door.  "What's up?"  
One look at 
her face and he knew something was wrong.  He ushered her inside.  
Then he noticed 
what she was wearing.  Instead of the professional business clothes 
he was used to seeing 
her in she was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and an oversized 
sweater.  "Well?"  He 
questioned.  "What's the matter?"
	"I've wanted to talk to you about something"  She was fidgeting, 
wringing her 
hands, and twisting her hair.  
	"What's bothering you?"  Mulder was unaccustomed to seeing this side 
of Scully, 
vulnerable, nervous, like a frightened child.  He reached over and 
turned the TV off and 
sat in the chair directly opposite her.  "Scully please!  You have to 
trust me."  Scully 
shifted in her seat.
	"It's about Cancer Man and his agents.  I know that they have 
stopped threatening 
us since the death of my sister and your father but I'm worried that 
they will once again 
come after us since everything has died down.  We know too much of 
the truth.  We are 
too close to finding it and I'm scared to keep looking."  Tears 
glistened in her eyes and she 
turned away.  "Mulder I'm terrified.  I'm not even sure that Krycek 
is dead.  What if he's 
not?"  
	"Scully...  Dana, please believe me!  I won't ever let anything hurt 
you, ever."  
Mulder got up from the chair and put his arms around her and felt her 
shaking like a 
scared animal.  She had tears openly flowing down her face but kept 
most of her 
composure.  
	"Mulder,  I'm also scared that you'll get hurt."  She pulled away 
and looked at him.
	"But I'm the one who got you into this mess!  It should be me!  I'll 
never forgive 
myself for doing this to you."  Mulder ran his hand through his hair, 
a clear sign he was 
upset about something.  "If anything happens to you it will be my 
fault and that can't, it 
won't happen."  He sat back down and put a hand on her arm.  "Scully, 
we can stop 
looking for the truth but that doesn't mean it won't find us."  
Scully sighed, a sign of 
resignation.  
	"Mulder, I know you won't stop looking until you find the truth and 
I don't intend 
to let you find it on your own.  Whatever happens, we're in this 
together.  If I quit now it's 
almost certain death for me and you to keep others from knowing what 
we already do."  
She got up and stood at the window.  "I should be going.  I'm sorry, 
this whole thing was 
stupid."  Scully got up and went to the door.  
	"Scully, wait!"  He caught her hand and she turned around and looked 
at him.  "If 
you ever need anything I'll be here, remember that."  He held her 
gaze for a moment 
before dropping her hand and looking away.  She thanked with a shaky 
smile and opened 
the door.  "Oh and Scully, be careful."  Scully walked out and Mulder 
shut the door 
behind her.  
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	Scully walked out of the building and into her car.  Before she 
drove off she 
looked up at Mulder's window and saw his shadow pacing across the 
room.  "What have I 
gotten myself into?"  She thought to herself.  She wiped the 
remaining tears from her eyes 
and vowed to help Mulder until the finish to find out what happened 
to her sister, his 
father and especially his sister.  
	Meanwhile Mulder was trying to make sense of what Scully said.  Also 
what he 
felt when she told him all of that.  He really was worried that she 
might get hurt but that 
was how it always was.  But he always thought she could take care of 
herself.  "She can!"  
A voice told him vehemently.  "It's not your job!"  That stupid voice.
  Mulder wished it 
would stop.  "I know she can but I want to do it for her"  Mulder 
thought back.  "Why?"  
The voice snarled.  "If only I knew"  Mulder sighed.  He walked over 
to the TV and was 
soon engrossed in the game.  
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	Scully unlocked the door and walked inside her house.  She put some 
water on to 
make some coffee.  "Why am I making coffee?  I want to go to sleep!"  
Scully said to 
herself.  She turned the water off and walked into the bathroom.  
"What have I become?"  
She muttered staring into the mirror.  Over the last few days she had 
grown pale and 
gaunt.  "I have to get some sleep."  Scully didn't bother changing 
into pajamas and got 
into bed.  "Why are they making me do this to him?  Why me?  Oh God, 
I can't, I won't, 
be a secret agent for *them*.  They'll have to kill me first"  Scully 
tossed and turned.  
"Which is exactly what they'll do."  
	Mulder was on his was to his basement office in the H. J. Hoover 
building.  
Skinner stopped him on the way with a case book in hand.  "Another 
wild goose chase, 
Sir?"  Mulder quipped with a wry smile.
	"Just your usual stuff."  Skinner didn't return the grin.  "Agent 
Scully and yourself 
are assigned to the case.  Read it and begin your investigation 
immediately.  Agent Scully 
is on her way."  Skinner returned to his office without waiting for a 
reply.
	"Yes sir!"  Mulder replied with a mock salute.  "I wonder what's up 
his ass?"  
Mulder walked into his office and hung up his suit jacket.  He sat 
down on his chair and 
cleared some of the clutter off his desk by pushing it on the floor.  
"Mm, a kidnapping?  
Sounds too normal for me."  At that point Scully walked into his 
office.  "How you doing 
today?"  Mulder asked.  He was thinking about last night.  
	"I'm fine.  About last night...  It was dumb, I shouldn't have 
bothered you"  She 
was having trouble looking at him.  Every time she did, it brought a 
rush of emotions.  
"He's not supposed to be here.  He should be dead."  Scully thought 
to herself.  She was 
having a hard time keeping her indifferent front up.  
	"Scully, it's OK.  You would have done the same for me."  Mulder 
handed her the 
file.
	Scully shook her head.  "I've read it."  She couldn't bear not 
having him know what 
they wanted to do with him.  "Mulder let's get ready to go."  She 
jotted something on a 
piece of paper and handed it to him.
		It read,  "Have to talk.  Not here.  
		Office is bugged.  Follow me."
	Mulder looked at her in silent amazement.  He grabbed his coat and 
followed her 
out of the door.  They walked down to the bus stop and got on the 
first bus that came.  
"Well?"  Mulder asked.
	Scully shook her head.  "Wait."  They got off and Scully lead him to 
a rental car 
agency.  After they rented a car and had taken it onto the highway 
heading towards New 
York Scully started to talk.  
	"Mulder, when I came to your apartment last night, it wasn't just to 
tell you of my 
fears.  I was sent for a purpose.  It was an evil purpose.  I was 
sent to kill you."  Scully 
bowed her head in preparation for the possible physical and mental 
blows to follow.  To 
her surprise Mulder remained silent with his hands on the wheel.  He 
took the next exit 
and pulled into a deserted park.  Then he turned of the ignition and 
got out of the car 
without saying a word.  Scully was so surprised that she didn't react 
for a moment.  Then 
she got out of the car and followed him a short distance behind.  He 
went over to a bench 
near a small pond and sat down with his head in his hands.  Scully 
was about to go over 
when she saw his back shake and knew he was crying.  She walked over 
anyway and said, 
"I'm sorry Mulder."  Mulder didn't respond for a few moments.
	 Mulder looked up.  "Do you know what it's like to be betrayed by 
the person you 
thought was your closest friend?  Do you?"  Mulder asked with tears 
silently running 
down his face.  "Sorry isn't enough.  Nothing is enough.  Of all 
people they had to use 
you.  I guess I can be grateful that I'm still alive can't I?  Oh 
God!  Of all people I trusted 
you!  Then this happens.  I guess it teaches me never to get close to 
anyone doesn't it?  I 
let you see too much of my other side.  You had to use that against 
me."  He turned away 
and started to fidget.  "Why didn't you kill me?  Was it a sudden 
attack of guilt?"  Mulder 
had calmed down and was pacing across the shore of the pond.  A 
sudden breeze blew and 
tousled his hair.  
	"Mulder, I wasn't going to kill you.  I never was.  I wanted *them* 
to pick me as 
the person to kill you so that you would remain safe.  I wanted to 
warn you.  I knew that 
it was possible that both of us would die but it was better odds then 
if *they* sent 
someone who didn't care about you.  I couldn't tell you then because 
then *they* would 
have killed us both without a doubt.  *They* still might.  *They* 
probably know that I 
told you of their plans and either will kill us both or let it die as 
*they* did before.  You of 
all people should know I wouldn't hurt you."  Scully sat down on the 
bench and looked at 
his back.  He slowly turned around and looked at her with mixed 
feelings.  
	He waited a moment before replying.  "Thank you Dana."  It came out 
barely more 
then a whisper.  He sat down on the bench next to her.  "What do we 
do now?" He asked 
quietly.
	"I don't know, I just don't know."  Scully answered.  She felt 
terrible.  Mulder 
reminded her of a lost little boy.  She wanted to tell him that 
everything would be OK.  
But she didn't even know if that was true.  "I'm sorry I had to put 
you  through this.  You 
don't deserve it."  That was true.  All he had done was learn too 
much and *they* wanted 
to kill him.  It was like being in the Mob.  "I guess we better not 
report to where the 
kidnapping took place.  That would probably be the worst we could do.
"  She stopped and 
looked at him.  
	Mulder had regained his composure and appeared to be thinking.  "No. 
 We have 
to go. We just have to be prepared.  Who told you to do this?  Who? I 
have to know!"  He 
got up and started pacing.  " How do I know if you still aren't out 
to kill me?"  He stopped 
pacing and stood facing her.  
	"Mulder! I'm not going to kill you!  How can I prove-"  Scully 
stopped and moved 
towards him with her hands up.  when she stopped she reached out 
slowly, cupped his 
chin in her hand and softly kissed him.  "Whatever happens we're in 
it together, OK?  I 
don't want to lose you."  she stepped back.
	Mulder's mind was in a whirl.  So many emotions rushed through him.  
He believed 
her.  He didn't know what else to think.  He stepped towards her and 
gathered her into his 
arms.  "I believe you Dana.  You're the only one I can believe."

THE END.