From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Mon, 25 Oct 1999 01:08:52 -0500
Subject: What are friends for, Mulder? by Randi
Source: direct

Reply To: danasdds@yahoo.com


Tittle:  What are friends for, Mulder?

Author: Randi

E-Mail: danasdds@yahoo.com

Rating: PG-13 

Classification:  

Spoilers:  Season Six up to One Son

Disclaimer: They are not mine, they are 1013's
creation, I just borrowed them.

Summary:  Affected by Mulder's attitude toward
Scully, Frohike begs Mulder to listen to him.  They
have a conversation as more than friends;  as a father
to his son.  Enjoy it!  Feedback will be greatly
appreciated.

Special thanks to Natasha Luepke, Amberleight and
Live_a_lie.


What are friends for, Mulder?
by Randi


"Because it is personal, Mulder. Because, without the
FBI, personal interest is all that I have. And if you take
that away then there is no reason for me to continue." 

Mulder watched her as she walked out of the LGM
headquarters.

"Shit!"

"Too late, Mulder.  You are covered in it."  For the
first time in the night, the LGM headquarters was 
quite as a cemetery.  Langley and Byers looked to
each other, then to Mulder and Frohike.  Frohike
continued.

"Shit?  Is that the only thing you can say?  Or is that
the only thing you have in your brain?"

"Cut the crap, Frohike!"

"Excuse me, Mulder.  You are the one that should cut
the crap.  What have you done?  Do you have  an idea
of what you have done, Mulder?"

"Great!  So, you three are now Scully's big
defenders."

"She deserves so.  Well, now more than ever, it seems
that she is fighting this cause alone."

"I thought you were my friends."

"We, Mulder, we are still your friends."

"No, you are Scully's allies."

"Call it the way you want.  Mulder, I thought she was
your friend.  I mean, I thought she was more than a
friend to you.  How could you have done this to her?"

"She called me and said it was urgent.  She knew I
was going to object her investigation on Diana.  She
thinks she knows Diana, how can she dare to say that
she can prove to me that Diana is playing a fool of
me?"

"Mulder, it is not what you think."

"Thank you for reminding me that the three of you just
helped her find nothing.  Collecting data is not a big
deal.  Why you are wasting your time with this
bullshit?"

"Mulder, let me remind you that every time you need
our help we have been there for you.  She asked us to
help her.  She is YOUR friend, Mulder, she is your
partner, and the only thing she is trying to do is to save
your ass."

"She is making this personal."

"Personal, Mulder?  Isn't this cause of yours personal? 
Aren't you in the X-Files because you want to find
your sister?"

"That's a different story, Frohike."

"No, Mulder, that's your personal quest.  And Scully
is part of that quest.  Don't you remember your nights
of despair when she was abducted?  The times you
came here looking for help? Our help, Mulder.  Did
you forget about her implant, Mulder.  When she was
hospitalized, we help you find the way through the
fertility clinic.  You knew about what was done to her
and kept that information from her, to protect her, as
you said.  You were here looking for an explanation
and a cure for her cancer.  Don't you remember that?

"Yes, I remember.  So, what?"

"Mulder.  Sit down, please.  You need to hear this. 
I'm your friend, like Byers or Langly.  Scully is your
friend.  Please, listen to me."

"I have to go.  I have no time for this."

"Please, this will take only a few seconds and you are
free to go."

"What I'm going to tell you is of your knowledge, but
not all.  You know that I consider you my friend. 
Please, listen to me.  I want you to consider my words
as a father,  and as a friend.

"I think that you remember very well the first time we
met Scully personally.  We knew about her because of
you.  All the time you had a different story about her. 
No matter what it was, there she was, her name would
be in your lips.

"When she was abducted, Mulder, you came to us for
help.  We did everything in our power to help you. 
You were grateful that she was returned to you. 
Mulder, she was your partner and your friend.  We
accepted her as our friend too, no matter if she
thought and still thinks that we are paranoid and crazy. 
We accepted her, Mulder, because of you and because
she is an incredible human being.  In addition, I have
to tell you.  She is hot."

"Frohike..."

"I never told you this.  When we thought you were
killed in New Mexico, I went to her place.  It was late. 
I was drunk.  Nevertheless, she opened the door and
we sat at the table to have some coffee.  She couldn't
sleep.  You know why, Mulder?  Because she thought
that you were dead.  She looked so young, without
make up, in her bathrobe;  at the same time, so tired,
Mulder.  She must have been crying all day.

"She told me what she did for you, Mulder.  She shot
you.  Yes, hell, she confessed that to me and how she
thought your life was in danger.  She put her job in
jeopardy for you.  

"She was barefooted, Mulder.  You know why, my
friend?  She told me that she walked all night to her
Mom's place.  Blisters in her tiny foot, Mulder?  You
know why, Mulder?  Because of you!

"A few days later I gave her the news on her sister. 
Do you have any idea how I felt?  Do you have any
idea how all of us felt when you convinced her not to
go to the hospital and she stayed on your side in this
same place, in that dark corner, crying in silence
because her sister was in the hospital because of her? 

"Mulder, this is the same woman that was lost one
night and came here looking for our help.  She came
directly to us, your friends.  Where else she could go
to try to help you with the paranormal stuff, Mulder? 
 She risked her reputation backed up on our findings
on Gibson's God Module.  You accepted the risks
with her.

"Isn't this the same person that made you travel from
one continent to the other to save her life?"

"What's your point, Frohike?"

"It is personal for her, Mulder.  She came to this same
place looking for help.  Spenders' father, does it ring
a bell to you?  Did you ask yourself how quickly she
found the information?  She came here because of you. 
She wanted you back in the X Files.  

"She asked our help with her hunch on Diana.  Where
else she could go, Mulder?  She has lost her friends. 
She is with you all the time.  Don't you see that this is
personal to her?  Not only she was abducted, raped by
those bastards, she is unable to conceive a child, she
lost her sister, and now she is losing you.  Don't you
get it, my friend?

"You got to see her coming here every night after
work.  You were playing basketball and she was here. 
Every night, Mulder, for a couple of weeks, when she
was not freelancing with you, she arrived with her
plain yogurt.  By the way, there are a few of them still
in the refrigerator.  This is the woman that was shot a
few weeks ago, Mulder.  She is still on a diet because
of the wound to her stomach.  Don't you remember
that?

"It is personal.  If she can't help you anymore, we
can't help you anymore either, Mulder.  Go, find her,
call her, go to her place, do whatever you have to do. 
She is your one in five billion.  Save yourself, Mulder."

Mulder eyes were still locked to his shoes.  He stood
up and left the place in silence.


FIN