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The smell of smoke still seemed to hang in the air of the basement corridor as Scully walked along it towards what remained of their former office. Forensics had finished their work and now she was there to pick up what personal items were remaining of her former life in the X Files ready for their reassignment in domestic terrorism. Mulder had been in pieces following the fire, as she hugged him looking at their office once the fire had been damped down and they could see the damage. But now it seemed he was distancing himself from Scully, she hoped he was not going in on himself. At least this meet up to collect items would allow her to seem him after no contact for a few days.
“Fox, I didn’t realise you still had this from our time together” she heard a female say as she neared the remains of the office door. It seemed Mulder had company.
“Well I found it was useful even if you left soon after you gave it to me” she heard him respond in a slightly forceful manner, she was more used to hearing that tone from him with figures of authority.
She walked more forcefully the sound of her heels hitting the floor increasing in volume.
Mulder’s ears pricked hearing the sound of Scully’s stride pattern, he sighed, this was going to be interesting his current and past lives were about to collide.
“Hello Mulder” he heard and turned around to face Scully coming into the office.
“Hi there” he replied in a hesitant tone. Scully’s eyes we no longer on him but now looking over his shoulder, ‘oh boy’ he thought. His eyes rolled upwards and she saw Scully return to looking at him, his shoulders had dropped, he knew she would be reading his body language in the way they so often spoke to each other without speaking.
“Hello Agent Scully” she responded, it seemed in her trademark tone. Was she the reason there had been radio silence from Mulder? Scully wondered. Scully felt she needed to keep an eye on her.
“I’m here to pick up my personal items such as they are, same as Mulder” she replied in a matter of fact way. “ Any news on what they are doing with the X Files now we’re reassigned?” she asked, directly to Mulder.
“None other than we’re in domestic terrorism for the foreseeable future.” He replied with a sigh.
Scully came over and placed her hand over his clenched fist as it sat on the desk.
“Come on Fox, let’s get these items boxed up so everyone can get out into the fresh air” she said, glaring at them both.
“I suppose I have to move on” Mulder replied in timid, compliant manner.
That woman still had a hold on him after all these years, thought Scully, she felt a visit to the Lone Gunman coming on for more information. What had gone on between these two back in 1991?