Dumnezeu permite razbunare (5/30)
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 5

"So, she left for work at six yesterday evening?" Detective 
Kretski took out his notepad. The detective had arrived just 
after Skinner, who had brought no news.

"That's right," Mulder rubbed his face with both hands, He 
felt useless sitting at home, but the detective had wanted to 
speak to him in their house. He knew he'd want to see her 
things if he believed she was missing. It had been twelve 
hours now. "I know she got to work, I saw her at around 
one."

"There is something else I need to ask you, Mr Mulder." His 
voice softened now. "How happy was you wife?"

Mulder stiffened. He had waited for this line of enquiry to 
surface.

"Happy." Was all he answered, but the silence that followed 
told him they wanted more than that. "What do you want to 
know?"

"Tell me how you met."

Mulder watched how Skinner adjusted how he was sitting. 
This would be weird for him to hear, but he'd insisted on 
being present, probably knowing what Kretski had in mind. 
Wasn't it always the significant other in the end?

Mulder pushed back against the table. "We worked together 
for nine years, we quit and moved out here."

"See I know someone at the bureau and I know it didn't 
happen exactly like that."

Skinner stood up. "I don't see how anything that happened 
back then has anything to do with…"

"They think she left me." Mulder interrupted. "That's right 
isn't it?"

Kretski didn't back off, didn't make excuses for himself.

"Then answer my question. How happy was she?"

"She left he career and her family to move out here with 
me. There's no way she'd have left. And if I did piss her off 
bad enough, she'd only go to her mothers."

"See, that's interesting, because rumours are rife that the 
other guy who disappeared, was having an affair with 
someone at work. Seems awful strange that they go missing 
at the same time."

"He might have been having an affair, but it wasn't with 
Scully." Now he stood, raising his voice. " While we sit here 
chasing dead ends, Scully is still out there somewhere and 
the longer she's out there the less chance we have of finding 
her!" He banged his fist on the table, before putting both 
hands to his face.

"I think you should go." Skinner went to the kitchen door, 
waiting for Kretski to follow. After seeing the detective out, 
he found Mulder back in his seat, propped up on one elbow, 
rubbing the stubble on his face. He looked a mess.

"We will find her Mulder." He said. " I'll put my best men on 
it."

"This time tomorow she'll be twenty four hours missing. You 
know the statistics..." replied Mulder.

"Yeah, I also know the statistics on the number of times 
she's been missing before...for longer than that. We will find 
her."

Mulder grimaced at the thought of those things happening. 
They'd always found her, or she'd escaped, but what had 
gone on in the meantime had left a mark. "She wouldn't 
leave me Walter. I know every man thinks that, but its true. 
This is the best its ever been, and I can tell when she isn't 
happy."

It wasn't until Skinner was about to leave, that Mulder 
noticed the faun coloured folder tucked under his arm. "Is 
that the pathology report?"

Skinner looked confused for a moment, before looking down 
at the folder.

"Yeah, but I didn't bring it here for you. I can get someone 
else on this Mulder."

"Let me look?" He took the file from him. After he'd been to 
the hospital and had no answer from Scully about when she 
could do further testing on the bodies, he'd given quantico 
the green light. Now looking at the report, he remembered 
one of the reasons he'd needed Scully by his side all these 
years.

"You want me to translate that for you?" Skinner asked.

"Please" He answered, staring at the page.

"Two of the women were found with high levels of 
tranquilisers in their system. They were also pregnant."

"Let me guess, they were the two that had been 
electrocuted?"

Skinner nodded.

"Forget this though. Go to the hospital and see what you can 
find there. I doubt that clown Kretski has looked past the end 
of his nose."

"Yeah, it wont be long before he pegs me as suspect number 
one, if she didn't run off with another doctor."

"No one who knows either you will believe either of those 
stories. He's clutching at straws that's all." He'd hardly 
finished his sentence, when his cell phone rang. "Thanks, 
we'll get right down to the hospital."

"That was one of my men. They found Dr. Carter, he's alive 
and stable."