From Beyond (11/11)
by Bonkersfm

EMAIL: bonkersfm@yahoo.com
CATEGORY:MSR CASEFILE
SPOILERS: Starts after IWTB
RATING: NC17 sex and violence
SUMMARY: Mulder and Scully's relationship is put under strain when a 
casefile leads to some bizarre behaviour on Mulders part
DISCLAIMER: mine? If only!


CHAPTER 11

The car grunted in complaint as Mulder pushed it to eighty. He 
knew it would be at least ten minutes until he turned onto the 
road to Berkenside, he just prayed that Scully could either get 
away or fend off the monster that had already taken so many 
lives.  As he approached the town, he considered the events 
over the last twenty four hours. He had been convinced that 
Della Greenburg had been linked to the other murders, 
but now that looked highly unlikely. Sniper and his son were no 
serial killers, although they weren't much better either in his 
book. Seeing the signpost for the turning onto the road to 
Berkenside, he put his foot down once more.

Scully moved over onto the passenger seat as two long arms 
reached into the window, a hand feeling around for the lock on 
the inside of the door. She carefully felt for a suitable piece of 
glass on the driver's seat, keeping as far away as possible as the 
stranger came awfully close to the lock. In a swift movement she 
plunged the glass across his hand, dragging it deeply into the 
flesh. He cried out and temporarily snatched his hand away. 
Seconds later he pulled open the door and launched himself 
toward her. She almost made it out of the car on the passenger 
side, when two rough hands grabbed at her waist and hauled 
her the other way. As her body was dragged through the car, 
she managed to grab onto the steering wheel with one hand, 
smashing the other hand against the horn, desperate for anyone 
to hear it. Suddenly her body hit the concrete road, and the 
moonlight disappeared behind a threatening shadow.

She should be here, Mulder thought as the full beams of the car 
lit up the road infront of him. Skinner shouldn't be far behind. He 
just needed to get there.

She couldn't let this happen to her. She had things to do, things 
to finish. She had Mulder. They hadn't had long enough in this 
new life yet. Now he had pinned her arms above her head with 
one large hand, pulling out a white cloth with the other. She 
knew that smell. Chloroform. In one swift movement she pulled 
a knee sharply up between his legs. As soon as he moved his 
body away from her, she bought her other knee up and began 
to kick at him, pushing him backwards. Pushing up onto her 
knee's she began to crawl away into the road. As she raised her 
head, she saw a figure standing on the grass on the other side of 
the road. She could sense him getting up behind her. She 
needed to move.  She clambered onto her feet and lunged 
across the road. She didn't see the white lights of the car and 
neither did he.

Where was she? Mulder knew he was coming to the end of this 
stretch of road. It had been so dark, had he missed her?  He 
reached over to the passenger seat for his mobile phone. Shit, it 
had fallen onto the floor. As he leaned down to retrieve it, he 
realised too late that whatever he hit had bounced off the 
bonnet and rolled down the car behind him.



Continued in Epilogue