Title:  Changes  2/4

Disclaimer in part 1

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Georgetown Memorial Hospital
2 days later

    Scully spent the last two days at Mulder’s bedside.   She did, however, 
leave once at the request of her mother.  She had showered and changed 
arriving back at the hospital as Mulder was coming to.  “Dana!  Fox is waking 
up!”  Maggie said excitedly.  

When Scully entered the room she smiled at him.  “It’s about time you woke 
up, Mulder.”  she teased.  He smiled back at her.  A few minutes later his 
smile faded.  **Fowley is working for the Cancer Man.  How can I tell Mulder? 
 Will he remember what happened before he got to the hospital?**  “Mulder, 
what’s wrong?  Are you in pain?”  

“No, Scully, I can only hear you, and your thoughts are quiet.  Fowley is 
working for the Cancer Man.”

“How did you know?”  She asked stunned.

“I remember her at my apartment.  My head was pounding because I couldn’t 
tune all the extra voices out.  I noticed the needle before she injected me 
and I could hear her debating in her head.  Unfortunately, she was the last 
thing I saw before I passed out.  Oh, I can read your mind.  Did you figure 
that out?”

“You read my mind.”

“Yeah, but I can’t read your deep dark secrets, not anymore.  Just what’s on 
the tip of your brain.”

Maggie entered the room.  “Fox,” she said walking over to him.  “I’m so glad 
you’re awake!”  

“Hi, Mrs. Scully.”

“No memory loss?” she asked.

“None whatsoever.”  he answered.  Doctor Madison cleared his throat when he 
came in.  “That may not be the case in the future, Agent Mulder.”

“What do you mean?”  he asked confused.

“The drug doesn’t seem to be the cause of your headaches, just increased 
their intensity.  I’m afraid you may be looking at a relapse because it’s not 
entirely out of your system.”  Mulder closed his eyes for a moment and then 
opened them to look at Scully.  She nodded, he wanted her to ask the doctor 
some questions.  “How long will it take to leave his system?”

“We can’t tell at this point, maybe three weeks.  It’s a very potent 
substance.”

“What’s the chance of a relapse?”

“60 percent chance, Dana, and it my be worse than what he experienced before. 
 For now, he’ll be able to continue working but if something happens... Agent 
Mulder, why don’t you get some rest.”  He nodded and the doctor left.  The 
two agents looked at Maggie Scully.  “Mom, are you alright?”  Scully asked.  

“Oh yes, dear, I was just thinking.”  Mulder accidentally picked up her 
thought.  Not that he could help it.  **They love each other so much, why 
don’t they realize it.**

FBI Headquarters
X-Files Office
Five Weeks Later

    Mulder had been feeling great within the past five weeks.  No headaches 
at all.  He still heard voices but only when he concentrated really hard.  He 
and Scully and been working on a case in Wisconsin last week and he told her 
what her theory was... before she got a chance to open her mouth.  She glared 
at him and stormed off.  Mulder told her he was sorry but it wasn’t as if he 
could help it.  Well, okay, he could but he was just having some fun.  But, 
he didn’t want this ability, he hated it.  He hated reading people’s minds 
and most of all, he hated being ignored by Scully.  She had been in the FBI 
research library doing paperwork there, away from him.  She wouldn’t let 
Mulder visit her on the weekends and she wouldn’t visit him.  He had a 
horrible feeling that he was losing her slowly.

A.D. Skinner’s Office

    “Excuse me, sir?  Agent Mulder has dropped the charges against Fowley?”  
Scully asked stunned. 

“I’m afraid so.  Although, the reason is just a rumor.  I have no idea if 
it’s true.”

“What do you mean, sir?”

“I don’t know if you know, but Diana Fowley is Mulder’s ex-wife.”  Skinner 
saw her emotions changing from disbelief to hurt in two seconds.  *Why hadn’t 
he ever told me?  That was why he was so willing to trust her!*

X-Files Office

    It was happening again.  He thought the drug was of his system, it was 
supposed to be.  He knew as soon as he felt dizzy his life was going to 
change.  He need Scully.  Mulder picked up the phone, surprised by the weight 
of it.  He dialed her number.  “Scully.”

“Scully,” he gasped.  

“Mulder?  What’s wrong?  Are you okay?”

“My head, it hurts,” he answered before he collapsed.

    When Scully hung up the phone, she ran to the elevator.  *Damn!*  The 
stupid thing was taking forever so she ran to the stairwell.

    Mulder opened his eyes.  He had no idea where he was or what happened.  
All he knew was that his head was pounding.  He managed to get up off the 
floor to look around.  This place seemed so familiar to him, but why?  
Looking at his desk, he saw a name, Fox Mulder.  He walked to the wall and 
touched the ‘I Want to Believe’ poster, tracing the letters.  *Why can’t I 
remember anything?*

“Mulder, what happened?”  Scully asked.  She saw him facing his poster. 
*Thank God he’s alright*  She walked over to him and put a hand on his 
shoulder.  “Mulder?”  He looked at her, confused.  “I- who are you?”

End Part 2
Continued in Part 3