Dumnezeu permite razbunare (26/30)
by Bonkersfm
     
E-MAIL: bonkersfm@yahoo.com
CLASSIFICATION: MSR casefile
SUMMARY: When Mulder starts profiling again, Scully 
mysteriously disappears. When she is discovered it's a race 
against time to unravel the events that have taken place, to save 
the lives of others and salvage a relationship in the balance.
RATING: NC-17 
SPOILERS: IWTB
ARCHIVE: Yes  just e-mail me please
DISCLAIMERS: Not mine and making no money


Chapter 26

"How is that even possible?" Mulder's 
voice could be heard from the other side 
of the front door. Scully had been up and 
out, walking the grounds to clear her 
head. The land belonged to a local 
farmer, who let them do as they wished in 
return for keeping an eye out for 
undesirables. She stood on the other side 
of the door listening to the conversation 
unfold. 

"Well whoever they are their lying. Who's 
giving him that alibi?" There was silence 
for a moment, as  the voice on the other 
end of the phone quietened Mulder. "Well 
just keep him as long as you can, and get 
Doug Ross in to make an ID." 

She chose that moment to enter the house, 
pretending not to have heard. "Everything 
okay Mulder?"

She watched as he ran a nervous hand 
through his hair. "Not really." He leaned 
against the dining room table. "That was 
Skinner. Lines has an alibi for the time 
Kretski was shot."

"What? That's impossible. It's obviously 
fabricated."She began.

"No apparently they have security footage 
of him being treated at a local walk in 
centre for kidney stones."

She sat down in disbelief.  If they 
couldn't hold him on this charge he would 
walk, regardless of her outburst the 
other day. Mulder must have read her mind 
as he voiced the only option possible.

"I need you to get in touch with Doug and 
get him to come make an identification." 
He said. She nodded, pulling out her cell 
phone. Mulder breathed out deeply. He had 
hoped that this would be over, and that 
Scully could rest a little easier knowing 
the guy was behind bars. Last night had 
signified such a turning point for them; 
he didn't want anything to get in the way 
of this healing process.

"Doug can be there in an hour, is that 
soon enough?" Scully covered the speaker 
with her hand. When Mulder nodded, she 
returned to her conversation with Doug.  
When the call ended she folded the phone 
away and took a seat next to Mulder. 
"Mulder maybe I made a mistake..."

"No, no way. The minute that guy got 
close to you, you recognised something 
about him. I've seen it happen to victims 
of r..." He stopped himself, rubbing his 
face.  "You knew him Scully." He looked 
across  at her, as she cast her eyes 
away. He continued to talk, hoping to 
break the unease.

"They're saying now that he reported the 
gun missing too, but that's only happened 
since his lawyer got in there with him. 
They've yet to locate his wife, although 
if he walks away from this they may not 
even bother."  He thumped the table with 
his fist, making Scully jump. 

Last night had been amazing. She'd been 
unable to hide her feelings when Mulder 
had turned himself off mid flow. It was 
something that had never happened to them 
before, and it was no co-incidence that 
it happened now. However, once they were 
upstairs he had more than made up for it.  
He had pushed her down on the bed, 
sliding off the shirt that she had thrown 
on as they left the living room. Without 
wasting time he kissed her hard, letting 
his hand travel down to her thigh, 
hooking it under his arm in one quick 
movement. He kissed her one last time, 
before sliding down and planting a kiss 
on the stomach that had looked so 
wonderfully soft after her pregnancy.  
She threw her head back in anticipation, 
feeling his tongue gently parting her 
folds, remembering the ecstasy that 
always came from this.  After two or 
three tentative touches, he covered her 
with his mouth, flicking the top of her 
clitoris. Feeling her hand run through 
his hair, he moved it to the side, 
entwining his fingers in hers.  Soon she 
began to sigh loudly, bucking her hips up 
as his actions intensified.  Soon sighing 
turned to whimpering as heat spread down 
her body and to her core. A few more 
strokes and she found herself flying, 
calling his name over and over again as 
he continued to lav at the tiny bundle of 
nerves that now throbbed with 
sensitivity. As she quietened, he crawled 
his way back up her body, keeping her 
thigh hooked under his arm. "Okay?" He 
asked, smiling but breathing heavily from 
the enthusiasm he always put into such 
activities.  She nodded.

"Oh God yes Mulder." She let out a half 
laugh. "That was okay." She moved her 
hands to his ass, pushing him toward her. 
To his relief, he found her body relaxed 
and ready, as he easily slid into her 
slick centre.  When he waited inside her 
for a moment, she urged him on again and 
soon they had set a steady rhythm, his 
pounding causing the headboard to bang 
against the wall, strangely adding to the 
eroticism of the moment. With every 
thrust  she felt the pleasure building 
again, something that had never happened 
before Mulder. Jeez, she thought, with 
the men before Mulder she was lucky to 
get one orgasm a night let alone two.  

"Scully I'm...real close." He said, each 
two words punctuated with another drive 
into her. She responded by pushing the 
thigh that lay hooked under his arm, 
telling him to do what he loved. "Ah 
god..." He laughed as he straightened, 
closing the gap between them by pulling 
her down the bed onto his cock again, 
this time hooking her high on his 
shoulder. As he began to push into her 
again, this new angle made her cry out 
and caused her hand to snatch out at his 
arm.

"Wha.. what?" He asked, stopping for a 
second. "You want me to stop?"

"No!" Her voice changed from the raspy 
whisper to almost stern. "Don't you dare 
stop."

A huge smile spread across his face as he 
slowed things down for a moment, taking a 
second to drink in the sight of a 
thoroughly aroused Scully, completely 
exposed and concentrating on each move he 
made.  When he did pick up the pace 
again, it took merely three or four 
strokes before he felt her contract 
against him, he hands gripping the skin 
on his back painfully as she cried out. 
She pulled her thigh out from his grasp, 
instead hooking it around his waist to 
meet the other one. After not much more 
than a minute she felt him go rigid, 
calling her name out about a dozen times 
as the familiar feeling of his hot seed  
pouring into her signalled the end. He 
dropped down on top of her, his mouth 
going first to her neck, then to her 
collar bone, then to her mouth.  He was 
so tired, but still mustered the energy 
to kiss her properly, taking a fistful of 
her strawberry hair as he did. He pulled 
back, keeping level with her eyes. "That 
was great." He sighed, moving off her to 
rest on his side.

"Yeah." She moved a hand up to rub her 
eyes.  "I think great covers it." She 
reached over and pushed at his shoulder. 
It was something she did often after sex, 
usually to stop him looking at her. Lots 
of times he's pulled her hand off her 
face and pinned it down to the pillow, 
moving over her until she could do 
nothing but meet his gaze. How great it 
had gotten once the sex had stopped being 
so serious.  She felt him get up for a 
few minutes, but when he returned she 
wrapped him around her, wanting such 
feelings of safety to last.

Mulder stood on the other side of the 
glass alone, watching Lines talk to his 
attorney. Scully had elected to sit in an 
opposite office, agreeing to look at the 
mug shot again. Last night had seen him 
lying awake for a long time, feeling 
ecstatic and anxious at the same time.  
He had got up with an excuse of getting 
water. He had gone for water, but locked 
the front door on the way back up, 
placing the key safely on the television. 
He would take no more risks until he knew 
she was one hundred percent herself 
again.  The door behind Mulder opened, 
and Pheeny walked in gingerly. 
"Hey." He cautiously approached, standing 
next to Mulder. "We got the Doctor ready 
to come in and make an ID, we're just 
waiting for him to finish up with 
Skinner." Mulder merely nodded.

"Look man about the other day, It was 
what needed to be done..." Pheeny began 
but did not get to finish. Mulder grabbed 
his shirt by the collar, spinning and 
throwing him against the wall.

"You piece of shit Pheeny.  That bastard 
in there beat and raped my wife for six 
months and you thought that throwing him 
at her was what needed to be done? Is 
that what you'd do to your wife?" When he 
received no answer he pushed him against 
the wall again and again, stopping only 
when interrupted by Skinner, followed by 
Doug.  He released him slowly, before 
leaving them to it. A she exited the tiny 
room, he bumped into Scully waiting 
outside. 

"Mulder  I'm gonna take off. Are you okay 
to get a ride back with Skinner?"

"Yeah sure." Hes said, concerned. "Scully 
what's the matter?"

"I just don't wanna be here...with 
him..." She looked down at the floor.

"Well okay." He took her by the 
shoulders, encouraging her to meet his 
gaze.  "I might be a while here, but I'll 
call you okay?" He planted a kiss on her 
forehead before she left.
 
Mulder made his way to the front 
entrance, dropping a dime in the soda 
machine. A woman he recognised as Doug's 
wife sat quietly. "Hey." Mulder called 
over. "It's Carol, right?" 

She looked up and nodded, quickly looking 
away. Fair enough, he thought, not the 
best place to make conversation. As he 
turned to walk away, she called out to 
him.

"It's my fault you no." She said. He 
turned again, and walked over to her. 
"It's my fault that this happened. You 
know Doug might have to take pills for 
the rest of his life because of his head 
injury?" Mulder took a seat. "No I didn't 
know, I'm sorry."

"This is all my fault.  We've been 
struggling for years. We go to 
counselling you know. Couples therapy 
they call it." Mulder nodded slowly, 
realising their connection to the other 
victims. "I really thought they, your 
wife and Doug, were having an affair. At 
least that's one thing that came out of 
this. You see, Doug was cheating, but not 
with your wife."

"I already knew that." Mulder said 
flatly.

"I'm so sorry." She began sobbing. "This 
is all my fault."

"You keep saying that." Mulder 
interrupted. "But I don't understand 
why."

"Because I prayed something would happen 
to them. One night, Dr Vincent wanted to 
speak to Doug alone. His secretary showed 
me some notes from other sessions where 
it had been just them. Doug had told him 
he was seeing someone at work, she showed 
me the notes. I got upset and I told her 
who I thought it was. She seemed to 
understand so well."

"I don't understand..."

"She told me that God would take care of 
it. She told me that God allows revenge." 
As she began to cry harder, Mulder got up 
quickly. He sprinted down the hall to 
where Skinner and Doug were exiting the 
observation room. Skinner began to talk.

"Sorry Mulder, we got no ID. He couldn't 
remember."

"It's his wife" Mulder interrupted. 

"What?"

"It's his wife orchestrating this. She 
most likely shot Kretski and may have 
been involved in the kidnapping. We need 
to find her now."