TITLE: On the Road to the Dam

AUTHOR: Erin M. Blair

E-MAIL: eblair@sonic.net

FEEDBACK:  Yes, please.

DISTRIBUTION: OK to Gossamer, Ephemeral, 

MSRFanfic Cheerleaders Archive, and After the Fact.

RATING: PG

CATEGORIES: SRA -- Story, Romance, Angst.

KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully UST. Mulder POV.

SPOILERS: Patient X.

DISCLAIMER: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris 

Carter.

SUMMARY: My heart sank ten floors when I heard the

news from Skinner. 

NOTES: This was written for After the Fact's Patient

X's Post Episode Challenge. Thanks to Jen for beta 

reading this story. 

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My heart sank ten floors when I heard the

news from Skinner. He told me that Scully -- *my*

Scully -- was at the third immolation site. I couldn't

think. I couldn't breathe. I needed to see her. I knew

she could be dead, but she couldn't -- I needed to tell her

everything that was in my heart. 

I knew that I had to see her, to hope for the best, but I

feared for the worst. I wanted to believe that she was alive,

but I feared that I would see my nightmare unfolding before 

my eyes. 

No, I didn't want to go there. 

I'd painted a horrific picture of Ruskin Dam, which I could 

see in my mind. I could visualize the burns that Scully 

had possibly endured at the hands of whoever was doing this. 

I was kicking myself for not taking Scully seriously. I was 

blaming myself for what happened. I didn't know how I knew, but I 

felt strongly that Scully was led to Ruskin Dam by the chip in her 

neck. She was possibly led to certain death. 

I hoped she was alive. 

She had to be.

She could be dead, I thought to myself. I didn't want to voice my

fear into the known sky. How could I be so horribly stupid? I was 

so into disbelieving everything around me that I didn't see what 

was happening. I let my newfound skepticism overrule what made 

me *me* and then I did the unthinkable. I didn't hear her out. I 

didn't let Scully voice her views. 

And now -- 

 

Don't.

Go. 

There. 

I wanted to hold my own hope in my heart. She'll be fine, I thought 

to myself. 

 

I tried to summon up the courage, to keep my eyes on the road. All 

I wanted was to see her alive once again.

That was what I wanted... for her to be alive. I had wanted the 

faith of her beliefs wrapped in a blanket for the both of us. 

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The End

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