From Beyond (Epilogue)
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!


EPILOGUE

For the second time that night, Mulder and Scully walked away 
from the sirens. Scully had successfully fought away paramedics, 
at Mulders chagrin. Now he stood on the opposite side of the 
road to the car, which would be towed as evidence soon. 

"Mulder?" Scully walked up behind him, his coat wrapped 
around her. "What are you doing?" 

He jumped at her voice. "Is he dead?" He asked, turning to face 
her.

"Not quite. He has internal bleeding and serious head injuries. 
They're taking him now." She paused. "Are you ready to go 
home?"

"Are you?" He asked, pulling a lump of glass from her hair.

"I'm fine." She gave a small smile and put a hand on his arm. 
"Your timing is impeccable Mulder."

"Yeah." He huffed. "What if it hadn't been? You said that you 
saw someone in the woods?"

"Well, I thought I did. A woman. Although Skinner's men haven't 
found anybody."

"Is that what made you move across the road?" He asked.

She went quiet for a moment. She could hear the cogs moving 
around in his mind. "What is it Mulder?"

"At first I couldn't understand the link between Della's death and 
the other girls. But what if Della knew what was going to 
happen? What if she were contacting me because she wanted 
me to change things?"

"You mean what if she was helping you to change things for the 
other women? To keep them safe from the killer?"

He huffed. "Yeah, great job I did. I didn't manage to save them."

"But you saved me, and anyone else that he would have 
targeted. You found Della too. Maybe now she can rest."

Now he was stunned. She had become more open minded over 
the years they worked together, but he knew she still held a 
certain amount scepticism over this type of phenomenon. He 
could tell by the softness of her voice that she empathised with 
him. It was part of both their jobs. You couldn't save everyone. 

"Come on." She moved her hand down his arm and into his own 
hand. "Let's go home." 

He smiled, and began to follow, before turning back one last 
time, catching sight of something in the trees. He'd sleep 
tonight.