Date: Thu, 19 Feb 1998

Disclaimer- I'm just borrowing Mulder and Scully, so Fox, and CC if
you're reading this, I'll have them back to you in one piece don't
worry.
Title- Separated
Rating- PG for some language
Summary- Mulder leaves Scully, thinking she doesn't need him any more,
but that's when Scully needs him the most.
Keywords- M/S friendship
Feedback- Please???
Gabbing Space- Enjoy!!

Separated
By: Kelly Horvat

6:30 am
Dana Scully slapped her hand down on the ringing alarm clock. It stopped
buzzing, but she didn't move from her bed. Her legs were all tangled in
the blanket, and she felt absolutely awful. Dana's head ached, and her
stomach was doing flipflops. Gotta get to work, she told herself and
slid out of bed.
After a long, hot shower, Dana stepped in front of the bathroom mirror
and stared at her reflection.
"Ug" Dana said out loud and fumbled around the sink searching for her
hair blower.
By 7:15, she was ready for work, but still felt miserable. A quick peek
out of the window brought her spirits down. It was
snowing.Fast.Grumbling, Dana stepped out of her warm apartment, ready to
start the day.

7:51 am
Fox Mulder whistled a song, which he didn't know the name of, as he
walked down the stairs to his and Dana's office. He was carrying two
cups of coffee, one black, and the other, with cream. I know her too
well.. Mulder thought to himself. He opened the office door, to find
Dana at her desk with her head in her arms with the light off.
Mulder turned the light on and walked in silently. he placed the cup of
coffee in front of her.
"Hey Scully."
She didn't answer. Mulder lightly touched her shoulder.
"Scully, wake up"
This time she stirred and lifted her head to find Mulder staring at her.
"Oh, hi.." she leaned back in her chair, taking the warm cup of coffee
in her hands, which were shaking.
"Are you ok Scully?" Mulder asked a little concerned.
"Fine Mulder." She took a sip, and put the coffee down on her desk.
"Are you sure? You look tired." Mulder sat down in his chair and took
off his suit jacket.
"I *am* tired." Dana rubbed her temples trying to force the pain away.
"Maybe you should go home and get some rest."
"No Mulder, I'm fine, so what case are we working on?" Dana asked
ignoring the throbbing pain in her head.
"Sarah McCoy reported that she was attacked by a spirit."Mulder put
down the file, and looked at Dana. She never answered, but looked as if
she was about to faint.
"Scully?"
"Huh?"
"I really think you should get some rest."
"I told you Mulder, I'm fine! just leave me alone! I'm going to get
some more coffee" Dana jumped up and stormed out of the room. Mulder
felt as if he were punched in the stomach. I was just concerned.. He
thought to himself.

Mulder opened the file again, when Agent Lucas Brown rushed into the
room out of breath.
"It's..it's Agent Scully! She just collapsed!" Mulder jumped up and
raced after Lucas. Once they rounded the corner, he caught a glimpse of
Dana lying on the floor right beside the coffee machine. Her pale face
was hidden by her Auburn hair.
Mulder raced over, and knelt beside her. Dana sat up and shook her head.
"What, what happened?" The room was spinning for Dana, and about 8
Mulders were couched in front of her.
"Dana?" he asked softly.
"I'm..I'm ok" Dana stood up and held Mulder's arm for support. the room
was still spinning.
"Can you walk?" he asked her.
"I think so." by then, a large crowd of people stood awkwardly around
them.
"It's ok everyone, get back to work." Mulder said shooing them all
away. Dana took one step, and just about fell over, but was caught in
Mulder's arms. I have never felt this awful in my entire life..Dana
thought miserably to herself.
"Come on Scully, your going home, and I'm not taking no for an answer."
Mulder picked her up and carried her towards the door, when Agent John
Thompson whistled.
"OoOoO Spooky is getting it on with the Ice-Queen." Mulder clenched his
teeth. He hated when they called him Spooky, and bringing Dana into this
nickname business, was just stupid.
Ignoring all the glances, Mulder kept on walking when he noticed that
Dana had passed out in his arms, and her head was leaning back.
Even though she knew he shouldn't leave without consulting Skinner, all
that needed to be done was for her to get better.
Mulder didn't know whether to take her to her place, or his. he decided
on hers.

As soon as he arrived at her building,She had regained consciousness,
and was angry. She wasted no time and hopped out of the car.
"Want me to come up with you..?"
Mulder asked. Dana turned around from the gate, and looked at him.
"I'm not a baby Mulder! I can take care of Myself! Just, get lost! "
She shouted back at him. but right then, and there, she regretted saying
it. He was just trying to help. Hey Dana, your a pain in the ass! Her
mind screamed at her. Dana's eyes moved up to meet Mulder's they were
narrowed, and it looked like he was just kicked in the ribs, and in a
way, he was.
"I'm sorry Dana, I'll leave you alone now" Mulder said quietly, looked
at the ground, then got in his car,and sped off, not looking back.

2:21pm
4 days later Dana entered her apartment carrying her mail. She was still
sick with a high fever. But didn't care much about that any more. All
she wanted was for Mulder to come back. She had never gone this long
without looking at him, having him in her arms.
She was flipping absent-mindedly when she noticed a certain letter. it
was addressed to 'Miss.Dana Scully' and the return address just said
'F.M' It must be from Mulder! she tore it open. It read.

Dear.Dana,
I'm sorry that I sped off like that. I knew you need your space, and I
just smoothing you. I know what it feels like.
I guess I was just concerned for your health, and I wanted you to get
back to the strong woman that you are. But you don't have to worry any
more. Because I'm leaving, or for that matter already gone. You won't
know where I am, or how I get there.
heck, I don't even know yet.
So I guess this is goodbye. Forever.
Love,
M

Tears fell from Dana's eyes onto the yellow piece of stationary. This
was not his fault..it was mine..She thought and pressed the letter
against her chest, like he could feel her pain through the piece of
paper. Dana sat down on the couch and quietly sobbed.

5.56pm
Mulder was driving. He didn't know where though. 4 days of ingrown
stubble colored his cheeks and chin as he sped down the country road. He
wondered if Dana got the letter yet. He knew that she would be
heart-broken with his decision, but he knew that it was for the best.
Mulder's stomach rumbled when he noticed a small bikers burger Joint. he
pulled in, and cut the engine.
Still wearing his shirt and tie, and feeling very out of place, stepped
into the joint, which smelled of beer, and cigarettes. It was filled
with woman is tacky clothes, and big men wearing leather jackets and
bandana's around their heads.
Mulder sat down at the counter between a small woman, with her hair
messed up, and an about 20 year old biker.
"Hey sugar, what can I get for you?" The chewing gun waitress asked.
"How about a burger, and a diet coke?" the lady nodded and walked back
into the kitchen.
"You don't seem like the type of person that would come to a place like
this." said the woman sitting beside him.
"Just passing on business." he answered. After all, Mulder wasn't about
to tell her problems to some complete stranger. All she did was nod.
The waitress placed the burger and coke before him, and he ate it all
hungrily.
After paying his bill, Mulder got up to leave, but the woman that was
sitting beside him, held his shoulder, and forced him down.
"Going so soon honey? how about we go back to my place.." The woman
licked her lips, and gave him a flirty smile.
"No Thanks." Mulder started to get up again, but the lady jumped up
onto him, and started to kiss his neck.

After several minutes of prying her off, a large built man tapped his
shoulder. The lady jumped off and sat back on the stool.
"You being freaky with my girl?" He growled.
"he sure was! The evil, perverted man, wouldn't keep his paws off me!"
The woman jumped up and raced by the man's side.
"I don't have to take this." Mulder turned to leave, but the man pulled
him back and the last thing he remembered was the sound of the guys fist
crunching against his jaw.

Dana was sick. not just a small cold. Sick, Sick. She had a high fever
of 103, and it felt awful. For one week straight, she lied in her bed,
answering calls only rarely, and talking to Skinner a couple times. He
had hoped for her to get better, and had to idea where Mulder had gone.
The only way for her to even start getting better, she needed Mulder by
her side. Call him! You need Mulder! Dana's brain screamed at her. She
couldn't take it any more. reaching over her bedside, she picked up her
phone, and quickly dialed Mulder's cell phone number, because who knows
where he had gone.
The phone rang 13 times before disconnecting.
"Shit!!" She slammed down her phone, but not in anger, but in the
sadness. The headache pounded in her head as she tried to decide where
Mulder could have gone.

9.24pm
Mulder woke up on a road. His face was in a pile of sand, and rocks.
"Man.." Mulder reached up and touched his face. On his fingers was
some blood. Slowly, he sat up and suddenly felt the pain in his jaw. he
was on a road. there were no houses or cars around. it almost looked
like a desert. The wind was blowing softly, and the sun was just about
down. Mulder noticed that his gun, and his car were both gone. All they
left him was his clothes, himself, and his cellphone.
"Gotta call Scully.She'll help me" Mulder dialed her home number but
there was no answer.
"Dammit!!" he cried. Then he thought of calling a taxi, but he had no
idea where he was. So, Mulder got up, and started to walk.

9:31pm
Dana felt like she was dying. Everything on her body hurt like hell, and
it was hard to breathe. Where the hell is Mulder? She asked herself
silently. But knew that only Mulder could answer that question. She
needed him.not just wanted him, but needed him. Dana had no strength to
even get out of bed that day. mulder was the one who gave her that
strength.
"Mulder.." Scully choked out. The her eyes started to water with
sadness and worry. Where was he?

10:15pm
Mulder woke up in a motel room. He quickly sat up, but with his whole
body in pain, he didn't feel that good.
"Ohh.." Mulder groaned. the first thought that came to his mind was
Dana. Call her. Without hesitation, and ignoring the pain that cried out
in his shoulder, he picked up the phone on the bedside and dialed Dana's
home number. Mulder felt like he was about to pass out, as he waited for
her to pick up. About 6 rings later she did.
"Scu-Scully.." Mulder said weakly.
"Help me Mulder.." Dana moaned.
"What happened Scully? You sound so weak.."
" I..I'm dying Mulder."
Now that got Mulder more alert than he was before.
"What do you mean?"
" It turns out, what I had at the office, Is a high fever. I can hardly
breathe. I can't move,I'm so scared.." Dana started to cry on the other
end.
"Oh Dana. I'll be there as soon as I can. It I'm not paralyzed
already.."
"What happened Mulder?"
"This guy kicked my ass because of this girl, I'll tell ya about It
later. it feels like my whole body is destroyed.."
"Stay there, I'm coming to you."
"No, Dana, You stay there, I'll, I'll make it if it kills me"
"if your sure"
"Yes, I'll be over soon.take care under then"
"I'll try"
Mulder hung up the phone

10:18pm
Dana dropped the phone onto the floor and didn't bother to pick it up,
when she heard a key start to go in the door. It couldn't be Mulder, he
was the only one with her extra key though.But she just got off the
phone with him.
Her bedroom door was open, and she had a clear view of the front door,
when Pfaster stepped.
"Scu-lly, I'm back." Pfaster stepped into her room, Dana couldn't move
because she was paralyzed in place.
"what do you want?" she whispered."how did you get my key?"
"I had a little run-on with your friend Mulder." Pfaster grinned." I'm
here for your hot little body. Since I didn't get a chance last time."
Pfaster gave her an evil grin and climbed onto her bed.

Mulder hurried up the stairs of her building, and arrived at her door
when he heard sounds of a struggle coming from the inside. He tried the
door but it was locked. His leg throbbed and it was hard to walk, but
he'd do anything for Dana. Mulder rammed his left shoulder into the door
breaking it open, but also clenching his shoulder in pain.it was
dislocated.
Then he saw Dana on her ned, hardly struggling on all, Pfaster was on
top of her.
"get off of her!" he screamed, but instead. It came out as a whisper.
Ignoring the pain in his leg, He limped over and forced Pfaster off her
with both hands, trying to much not to scream from the pain that was in
his shoulder.
Spying Dana's gun on the dresser, he leaped for it, and shot, bullet,
after bullet to Pfaster, who fell to the floor and died.
"Mulder..!" Dana was breathing hard, from the struggle, with a
frightened, but pale expression on her face. Mulder dragged himself into
the bed and hugged Dana tightly." I was so worried that you wouldn't
come..."
"Whenever you want me, I'll be right there.." Dana looked up at his
face and saw blood running down his forehead.
"Mulder, your hurt"
"I think I broke my leg, and dislocated my shoulder, it's nothing a
doctor wouldn't fix." Mulder smiled at his joke and hugged her again,"
Maybe this just happens when we're apart."
"maybe.." Dana smiled even though she was in pain.
"We better get you to a hospital" Mulder leaned over, using his other
arm, and dialed 911 on the cordless phone. "Emergency? You could say
that. My partner is suffering from a high fever, and I have a couple of
joints busted."
So that's the end of the story. I'm sure you can tell that whenever
they're separated, they have pain physical, and emotional.

The End
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