Title: West coast

Author: Kessia Nina (shipperx@gmx.net)

Notes: 
Disclaimer: The X Files and its characters belong to Chris 
Carter, Fox 
Network and others (that I don't recall right now). If they 
did belong to 
me, I would never, ever, bring Diana Fowley to the show!!!
Category: MSR
Spoilers: none
Author's note: All of my other stories are at my website: 
http://go.to/shipperx/

Summary: After years apart, Mulder and Scully get together in 
a very weird 
way!!!

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He was insane. He was driving like crazy. He wanted to get to 
the hospital 
as soon as possible, but the traffic wasn't helping. There 
were lots of 
cars on the streets and he only had a couple of hours to get 
there in time. 
There was no one who could help him. He was all dirty. His 
hair were a mess 
and his body needed some rest. He's been awake for almost two 
whole days.

"Get out of the way!!!" He screamed at some car in front of 
his. There is a 
car accident ahead and now he is hopeless. No way he is going 
to get to the 
hospital in two hours. There is no time.
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"I think you should get some rest. I'll give you some 
medicine and you 
should take it two hours from now."

"Thank you, doctor. I'll do it. Bye."

"Bye, Annie."

She was a doctor, but she couldn't heal herself. She wasn't 
in a good 
health lately. She's got a cold and it hasn't gone away for 
almost two 
months. Obviously there was something wrong with her body. No 
one has the 
flu for all this time. She decided to go home and get some 
rest.

Once at home, she went to the bathroom, so she could take a 
nice, warm and 
long bath shower. She almost felt the water getting into her 
cells and 
washing them, she felt the hot water relieving her brain. She 
wanted to 
relax.  Her hair was long and brown. Her eyes were sad. She 
didn't have 
much to feel happy. At least not in the last three years. She 
was now a 
doctor in this small town in the West Coast. But she still 
felt that 
something was missing. She haven't found anyone to share her 
thoughts with. 
She had no friends, no family around. She was alone. 
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"Where is my son? I need to see my son. There is so much to 
tell him. Find 
him for me. You helped me once, help me again now."

"I will." There was smoke in the bedroom where she was lying 
down and a box 
of Morley cigarettes on the shelf.
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"Thank God, it's moving. The line is moving." He started to 
laugh, that was 
too good. He was going to make it. There was still time for 
him to get to 
the hospital and see her. See her last minutes, talk to her. 
Tell her all 
the things he haven't said and listen to all the things he 
haven't heard 
before.

He was now driving like crazy again. He was probably ticketed 
for driving 
that faster and breaking all that lights a hundred times on 
his way. But 
that was okay, he was going to see her.

He could now see the hospital. He drove faster and faster and 
finally 
reached the hospital. He left the car at the door and ran to 
the room.

"Where is Mrs. Mulder bedroom?"

"123A"

"Thank you."

He was desperate. He only had 5 minutes and then she was 
going to be dead. 
His mother was dying and there was nothing he could do. He 
tried once to 
save her, in fact she was healed for someone he didn't knew. 
But now there 
was nothing to be done. Her time has arrived and she was 
ready to go. But 
she needed to talk to her son. And that is why she was really 
happy when 
she saw him walking through the door.

"Thank God, you did it. I was so scared that you might not." 

"Hi, mom. Actually I almost didn't. There have been a car 
accident on the 
road, but fortunately the police removed the cars on time."

"Fox, there is so much you need to know and so little time to 
speak."

He started crying. His face was full of pain and his mother 
could feel it.

"Don't cry, my little boy. I'm leaving this life, but I am 
not leaving you. 
I'll always look up for you. You'll always be in my heart."

"I don't want you to go. I'll miss you so much. You are the 
only person I 
have in the world."

"You know that is not true."

"Yes, it is. I have no one else."

"That is the thing I wanted to talk to you about. Fox, all of 
us need a 
person to love and to love us back..."

"I know, but I haven't found mine..." His eyes were full of 
tears and 
sadness.

"Let me finish, please. Of course you've found yours. You 
just didn't care 
that much about her. You've always found that she was there 
because of her 
job. But that is not true, she was there because of you. 
Don't you think 
that she would quit it? She was almost killed lots of time 
and she didn't 
abandoned you once. She tried, but she couldn't do it. And I 
think you 
didn't quit because of her either."

"Of course not, mom. I didn't quit because I wanted to know 
the truth. The 
truth about my sister, about this whole conspiracy."

"You don't have to lie to me, Fox." She was feeling the pain 
of her son and 
felt sorry for him. He was so focused on that cause that he 
had forgotten 
happiness. "I know you love her as much as she loves you. 
That is nothing 
to be ashamed of. It was something that was going to happen 
anyway. What I 
wanted to talked to you in my last minutes is that. That you 
have to find 
her and tell her the truth before it's too late."

"I don't know, mom. She ran away from me." He realized now 
that he couldn't 
"fool" his mother. She knew the truth all the time.

"You know why she did that, don't you?"

"I do."

"Then you know what to do now. Go now!!!"

"No, I am going to stay here with you."

"NO!!! Go now!!! I don't want you here now. I don't want you 
to see me 
dying, Fox. Go, my dear son. Don't waste your life any longer 
trying to 
figure out what is going on here. It's so big, that it would 
take years and 
years for you to find out and you wouldn't understand as much 
as you didn't 
understand the whole thing so far. So, go now!!! And Bye!!!"

He knew she was right. There have been so many years and he 
haven't found 
out anything. Many times he's been so close to the truth and 
that was it. 
He was only close and had never actually gotten to the truth. 
"Bye, mom. 
I'll see you."
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There have been three years since he spoke to her. He had no 
where to begin 
looking for. There were no track of her. He called everyone 
they knew and 
asked about her, but no one knew. He was desperate. He had to 
find her. He 
wanted to say to her how he felt and how he was feeling.

There have been four months of searching and nothing. No one 
had heard of 
her in those three years.

"Agent Mulder."

"Assistant Director Skinner."

"I need you to go to Washington. There have been a few 
murders there and I 
want you to find out what happened."

"Okay, I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

"No, you have to leave now. The murders are occurring every 
single night 
since last Monday. There have been no stop between them. I 
want you to 
report me about what is happening in every two days."

"Fine, but why do you want me to go there? Are there any 
ghosts or aliens 
there?" He wanted to continued his search for Scully and if 
he was working 
it was not going to be possible.

"Actually, yes. No one has seen the murder. They only see the 
person being 
attacked and killed."
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Mulder was at his apartment packing a few clothes to go to 
Washington, when 
he found a Scully's picture. He didn't know he had that 
photo. But that 
didn't mind. He was looking at her and trying to remember the 
good moments 
they spent together. All the things that she went through 
because of him. 
She's been sick, abducted, almost had her heart and liver 
taken off and 
lots of other things. She looked simply beautiful in that 
photo. Her hair 
was more red than ever, it was short, but really nice, like 
it's always 
been. Her eyes were green, she have always had wonderful 
eyes. Eyes that 
made him imagine what would be like if they were together. 
She had the 
perfect smile. A smile that could make any man fall in love 
with her. And 
that's what happened to him. He fell in love with her. But he 
let her 
leave. He didn't have the courage to ask her to stay. And 
then she was 
gone. She left him to pursuit a career in medicine. He knew 
she didn't want 
to leave him, but she couldn't stand anymore. She wanted more 
in her life. 
She was 35 years old and the only thing she had done for 6 
years was to 
chase extraterrestrial life. It's been three whole years and 
now he was 
wondering what would she be looking right now. Was her hair 
long? Was it 
still red? Has she found someone to live with? When he did 
that question he 
was hoping that the answer was a negative one. He wanted to 
have a chance 
to tell her how he felt about her and if she was with someone 
there would 
be no such chance. Enough thoughts. "I have to go."

After 3 days of investigation, he noticed that there were 
common things 
between the people who were being killed. They were all 
between 35 and 40. 
All of them were graduated at big universities. They all do 
services for 
the local community. And they were all sick by the time of 
their deaths.
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"I am going home now, Francis. I am not feeling good." Her 
face wasn't 
really good. Around her eyes were dark marks of illness. Her 
hair didn't 
have any bright. Her legs and arms were weak and she couldn't 
do any longer 
that afternoon. She had a very strong headache. All she 
wanted was to get 
some rest and wait for that pain to be finished.

"Okay. You may go now, you do not look good. You should get 
some rest and 
see if you are able to come to work tomorrow. Don't feel 
obligated to do 
it. I'll be here until 5 p.m. And then I am going home."

"I think I'll be better tomorrow. I hope I will." But deep 
inside she knew 
something was wrong with her body. She has never felt that 
way before. Even 
when she was with cancer.

On the way home, she felt like she was being stocked. She 
didn't see 
anyone, but she felt that way. And when she felt that way, it 
had to be 
something and not just her imagination. She was now living in 
a big house, 
those ones that could handle a whole big family. She didn't 
care she lived 
there by herself. She loved that house the minute she saw it. 
It was a kind 
of house where she always wanted to live with a husband and 
kids. 
Unfortunately she didn't have any of them, but she bought it 
anyway.

"I am taking a shower now and then I am going to bed." She 
used to talk out 
loud with herself so she wouldn't feel so alone. She turned 
on the radio 
and "Somewhere over the rainbow" was playing. She remember 
the case of that 
man who could control the weather that she and Mulder had 
worked on. She 
remembered that when that music was playing back then she 
wanted to hold 
Mulder with her arms and dance all night with him. But that 
was impossible, 
he didn't feel that way about her. At least she thought so.

"Of course there were times where I almost thought he felt 
something for 
me, but later I realized that that was only my imagination. 
But why did he 
want to kiss me in his hallway a few moments before I've been 
stung by that 
bee? I don't know, maybe it was just the moment. If he wanted 
something 
else with me, he would have said it. He had many 
opportunities." She was 
once again talking to herself when she heard someone knocking 
the door.

"What? Who is this?" Right in the moment she opened the door, 
she felt a 
strong wind coming into her house and there was no one at the 
door. She was 
scared, but thought that it could only be kids playing. "I'll 
go to bed 
now. I think I am hallucinating."

She was lying down at her bed. He was watching her getting 
ready to sleep. 
That was the perfect time to do it. She was sick and very 
vulnerable.

"What? Oh, my God. Help me!!!" She screamed with all her 
voice, but no one 
was going to listen to her. She was being choked, but she 
couldn't see the 
person. She could feel his weight, but not his body. She was 
desperate. The 
killer was now off her and had grabbed her tennis racket. He 
was going to 
hit her.
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"There is only one street left for me to check out."

"I see. Then you must go now." Assistant Director Skinner 
asked.

"I'll check it out as soon as I hang up the phone."

"Fine. Just go and let me know what happened. Bye."

He drove calmly to the River Street. It was a nice street. 
People who lived 
there were probably friendly people, who have their families 
and go to the 
park on Sundays. Actually he missed that kind of thing. He 
wanted to have a 
family, but now he was only going to have one if it was with 
the love of 
his life, Scully. Where would she be now? He hoped he find 
her, but he 
didn't know where to start looking. He have looked for 4 
months and asked 
everybody they knew about her, but nothing. No one had heard 
about her.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Help!!!!!" It was a desperate scream. 
Mulder started 
running, following the sound of the voice. It was a known 
voice, but he 
didn't know for sure. But definitely it was a voice of 
someone being hurt. 
He hit the door, broke it and got it the house.

"Oh, my God!!! Scully!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed. He couldn't 
believe his 
eyes. He was actually seeing Scully. His Scully. But she was 
being injured. 
He couldn't see who was attacking her, but there was someone 
there. He ran 
to her and throw the killer away. Her eyes were full of pain 
and horror. 
Her face was bleeding, but she was as beautiful as always. 
Her hair was 
long and brown, but wonderful. He was just impressed with 
her.

"Watch out, Mulder." Scully screamed when she saw a hammer 
lifting and 
going in Mulder's direction. The killer hit Mulder in the 
back and he fell 
on the floor. He continued to hit him until a shot was heard. 
Scully had 
picked up Mulder's gun and shot the killer.

Scully was herself glad to see Mulder at her house. Once 
again he has saved 
her from the death. He looked great. But he was thin, had 
some white hair 
in his head and some dark marks around his eyes. But he was 
as cute as 
always. Of course, he looked older. In fact he was three 
years older. He 
was 41 years old now. He was a much grown man, maybe he had 
decided about 
his life and what he wanted. Maybe...

"Are you okay?" She asked. She was worried about him. Maybe 
he was really 
injured.

"I am just fine. What about you? I thought you were going to 
die." He was 
thankful that she was okay, he didn't want her to be serious 
injured. If 
everything were okay, she was going to be his.

"Well, here I am. You've found me, thank God. Let's take a 
look at him...." 
They walked to the dead killer and didn't see anything, but 
blood on the 
floor.

"What is this, Scully? Who is this?"

"I don't know, Mulder. I don't know."

A wind passes the two of them and then there were no blood at 
all on the 
floor. It was like magic. It was simply gone. There was no 
track of it.

"Where did it go? Did you feel the wind? When I opened the 
door I felt this 
wind. Maybe it was it. Maybe he entered the house, by the 
time I opened the 
door."

"Maybe. What if it comes back to finish his work?" He was 
worried about 
Scully's life.

"You know, I have a strong hunch that he is not coming back. 
That he has 
done his job." She was pretty sure about that and also that 
Mulder was hurt 
and dirty and that he definitely needed a bath . "Do you want 
to take a 
shower?"

"You can go first. I'll wait for you here."

"No, while you are taking the shower I'll prepare some 
coffee."

"All right. But I don't have any clothes."

"There are some man pajamas in my drawer."

Why there were man pajamas in her drawer? Has she been with 
another man 
over those three years? Of course, she has. She was a 
beautiful person and 
that was what she needed, a man and a family. Maybe he was 
travelling. "So, 
how ARE you, Scully?" He cried from the bathroom.

"I am fine, I've already told you." She screamed from the 
kitchen.

"No, I mean, have you found what you wanted???"

She haven't found anyone to live with. She didn't find anyone 
like Mulder, 
with his passion and his jokes... She didn't find him!!! But 
she couldn't 
say that. She didn't want her heart to be broken again, not 
by Mulder.

"Yes, in fact I did." She lied.

That was like a stab in his chest. He almost fell on the 
bathroom floor. He 
was devastated. He wanted to get out of there, but he 
couldn't. He wanted 
to stay and listen to the whole story. He got out of the 
bathroom, wearing 
the same clothes as he did before. He couldn't wear some 
other man's 
clothes. Some other man who had already slept with Scully.

"Tell me about it, Special Agent Scully."

"I am not an agent anymore, Mulder." She didn't want to talk 
about it in 
that moment. But she knew Mulder and knew that he wasn't 
going to give up 
that interrogation.

"Okay, you are not. But tell me. Tell me your story. What 
have you been 
doing?"

"I work at the local hospital and live here."

"Alone?"

"Yes." She didn't want to say that. But that was the truth. 
She couldn't 
lie to Mulder.

"Alone in this big house? Who cleans it up for you?" He was 
so happy to 
hear that. In that moment it was the perfect moment to tell 
the things he 
wanted.

"I clean it up. Since it's only me who lives here, there 
isn't much to 
clean. There is only dust." She looked at him and saw that he 
was with his 
own clothes. She imagined that he wasn't going to wear the 
pajamas, after 
all he thought it belonged to another man. But in reality, it 
belonged to 
him. It's been put in her bag at one of their trips through 
the country. 
"Why didn't you put the pajamas?"

"Now!!! I must say it now!!!" Mulder thought. "Because it 
belongs to 
another man and I don't want to feel his smell."

"It's yours."

"What is mine?" He didn't understand.

"The pajamas. It's yours. You packed in my stuff at one of 
our trips."

He was embarrassed. How can he not recognize his own clothes?

"I don't remember wearing pajamas."

"They are not real pajamas, it's a T-shirt and shorts."

"I can't believe you have it. Why have you been keeping this 
for all these 
years?"

"Actually, I've only found out about it when I was packing to 
move here. 
And I wanted something to remember you. We've been through 
some great 
moments, don't you think?"

"Of course, we did. That is why I didn't understand why you 
left. I really 
missed you, Scully." He wanted to kiss her, but he could not 
do that. He 
wanted to listen to her, to her reasons. She looked beautiful 
right now, 
but she really needed a bath. "You really have to bath, 
Scully."

"Why? Am I stinking?"

"No, I didn't mean that. I mean that you should take a bath, 
so your body 
can relax a little bit."

She directed herself to the bathroom. She really needed that 
bath. It was 
so much for just one day. Mulder was there. But why was he 
there? Anyway, 
he was there. And if he wanted her, she'd stay with him.

"I really wanted to be with her in the bathe." Mulder 
thought. But he 
couldn't do that. He wanted to say the things first and 
listen to the 
things. There were so much to tell to each other. It's three 
years to catch 
up. They had really too much to tell to each other. Why was 
she living 
there by herself? Why hasn't she found someone to live with? 
Those were the 
questions he wanted to ask her and he was going to do it.

She got out of the bathroom. She looked simply beautiful. She 
wore a robe, 
her hair was wet and some of them were falling in her face. 
And her face 
was beautiful. She has never looked so gorgeous. But there 
were sadness in 
her eyes. They weren't from a person that was happy, but a 
sad person. 
Scully wasn't happy there, living alone in that big house.

"What are you thinking about? About how much you've missed 
me?"

"Actually, yes. It's been the worst three years of my life. I 
had nobody to 
talk to."

"Of course you had. What about your mother, Skinner? Haven't 
they assigned 
anyone to work with you?"

"My mother died a few months ago." He almost cried when he 
remembered his 
mother. 

"I am so sorry, Mulder. What happened?" She was really upset. 
She knew how 
Mulder was connected to his mother and how much he loved her. 
She was there 
when she almost died once and she saw how he was.

"I don't know, she just had a heart attack and passed away." 
He didn't want 
to cry or even remember his mother death. She told him to 
look for the love 
of his life and that's what he was doing. His mother didn't 
want him to 
feel sorry every time he remembered her. She wanted him to 
remember the 
good moments they had together. That's why he changed the 
plot of the 
conversation.

"As for the assignment of another person, in fact, they did, 
but the person 
didn't want to work with Spook Mulder." He sound sad when he 
said that. It 
was the truth, though. No one wanted to work with him, no one 
except 
Scully. 

"I guess I was the only crazy person at the FBI who accepted 
to work with 
you and continued to do it, even after getting to know you 
better." She 
found it funny and laugh about it. The truth was that, she 
was the only one 
who wanted to work with Mulder. When she was assigned to work 
with him, she 
didn't know it was going to be so hard, but then she couldn't 
leave him for 
those 6 years.

"You are right. And that's why I want you back."

She almost fell off the chair she was sat. He wanted her 
back, but in what 
purpose: to continue working and that was it or to be with 
him, like a 
couple.

"Why? And for what?"

How was he going to respond that? The best way was to tell 
her the truth 
about his feelings. But what if she didn't want him?

"I want you to be with me." Said it!!!

She was almost crying. Her eyes were full of tears and she 
left them fall. 
She was smiling, but it wasn't a happy smile as Mulder 
thought in the 
beginning, it was a sad one. "Why are you crying? What have I 
said?"

"I don't think you want me, Mulder. I think you want my 
experties, so you 
can do your job, like you always have."

"Of course not, Scully. You have no idea what I've been 
through all these 
years without you. I haven't been able to work the way I did 
before you 
left."

"But why is that? You have never ever needed me for anything, 
Mulder. I 
just held you back in your investigations. Besides, when 
Diana Fowley 
suddenly came back from wherever she was, you just forgot 
about me. You 
didn't even listen to me."

"Of course I did. I just..."

"No, you didn't, Mulder. You were still in love with her. 
You've never 
believed my science and when she came back, you found someone 
who thought 
exactly like you do and then you started to debunk and 
criticizing my work 
with science. "

"Let me speak, please. I have had a relationship with Diana, 
but that was a 
long long time ago, back in 1990 or 1991, I can't even 
remember it for 
sure. And when she came back, I was surprised. And wanted her 
to know that 
I was doing a great job without her. And I thought she was a 
good person to 
ask things about that whole conspiracy we were 
investigating."

"Yeah, right. I believe you." She was really sarcastic. She 
wasn't 
believing him.

"You must believe me. How could I forget about you, Scully? 
You are 
unforgettable. You trusted me all those years, you've never 
let me go and 
you always believed me."

"Damn me!!!"

"Why??? Why is it so hard for you to believe me???"

"Because I believed you once and you disappointed me, Mulder. 
And that's 
why I had to leave you and come here."

"Why did I disappoint you? What have I done?"

"You seriously don't know?"

"No, I don't. And I came all the way from DC to hear you."

"You didn't come here for me. You came to investigate the 
murders."

"Right. But I am here right now. Tell me!!!" He wanted her to 
speak and 
after that he was going to say his true feelings about her. 
He was going to 
blow it up.

They were walking in circles. They weren't getting anywhere 
if the 
conversation continued the way it was. And both of them 
realized that, but 
no one had the courage to say it!!!

"I don't know, Mulder! I've felt so alone during those 6 
years. I mean, you 
were there with me, but you were only working, you know. I 
wanted someone 
to live with. Someone who expected me home every night, 
someone who could 
say that loved me and that kind of thing, Mulder. I didn't 
have any of 
these ever. And I wanted it. I was at a moment in my life 
where I wanted 
that. I didn't want only to chase aliens anymore. I wanted 
something else. 
And that's what you couldn't give me." She was expecting that 
Mulder was 
going to leave and not say anything or he was going to yell 
at her and say 
that she was ungrateful or something. She did not expect for 
what was 
really going to happen.

"You are the old Scully, you know that, don't you?" His eyes 
were 
brightening and he had the most beautiful smile in his face. 
His mouth was 
almost asking for a kiss, a kiss that she's been saving for 
more than 8 
years. "Why don't you believe me? I've never been so unhappy. 
Don't you 
remember that I couldn't even work when you weren't around? 
Don't you 
remember my jealousy every time you were assigned to work 
with another man? 
How do you want me to prove you, scientifically, that I 
cannot live without 
you?"

Her lower lips were shaking and she started crying. Now it 
was a happy 
crying. She knew that she was going to be with Mulder. He 
looked so great. 
He had finally said what she wanted to hear.

"You can kiss me." He came closer to her, put his arms around 
her, pull her 
against his body and gently kissed her. He just put their 
mouths together, 
there was no tongue in it. Scully felt like she was in the 
clouds, flying. 
But she desired more, much more. "That's it? That's all you 
know?"

Mulder was impressed with Scully. She has never spoken like 
that and of 
course he wanted more, he just didn't want her to think he 
was way too 
fast.

"Well, I guess I'll have to show you all my power." He lifted 
her and take 
her to the bedroom. The house was full of love, true love.
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"They finally got together."

"Well, I had to kill 4 people to do that. I don't feel 
comfortable with 
it."

"Don't feel that way. Those people were going to die sooner. 
Their time had 
arrived. It was only a matter of how they were going to die. 
Anyway, it was 
for a good cause."

"I know. After all those years it was about time for that two 
to be 
together!!!"

The Death and the Cupid started walking and looking around to 
see if there 
was any other couple that wasn't together, but should be. And 
if there was 
any person that wasn't dead, but should be.

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