Title:  Changes   3/4

Disclaimers in Part 1

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X-Files Office

    *God, no!* “Mulder, I’m your partner, Dana Scully.  Do you remember me?  
Anything?”

“Where’s Samantha?”  he asked with pain in his eyes.  It was the same kind of 
pain that he had when he talked about his little sister.  He continued, “He 
took her!  He killed her!  But...but no one ever found her.”  Mulder was 
shaking now and Scully heard the one word she thought she’d never hear from 
him again.  “Scully...Scully, I remember what really happened to Samantha!”

“Here, sit down, Mulder.”  Scully told him.  “Do you want to talk about it?”  
He nodded slowly, pulling himself together.  He had always thought Samantha 
had been abducted by aliens or even the government but neither happened.  

“On the night I thought she was taken, I was too.  I later learned that the 
three men had killed her.  I don’t know the reason though.  When I came to, I 
was on my couch, my mom sitting next to me.  She asked me where Samantha was 
but I didn’t know, I couldn’t remember.” Mulder sighed.  “My...my dad grabbed 
my by my shirt collar and said I was playing dumb and that I should know 
where Samantha was.  He said...he said I let them take her away!  I felt a 
tear slide down my cheek and I knew I was in more trouble than before.  See, 
man don’t cry in my family.”  Mulder left out the part when his father threw 
him across the floor, he didn’t want Scully to feel
too sorry for him.  “Eventually, I knew my father was just acting that way 
because he was upset and he missed Samantha terribly.”

Scully’s Apartment
Three Hours Later

    Scully drove Mulder back to her apartment.  There was no way she was 
going to leave him alone tonight!  He hadn’t spoken a word since he told her 
about Samantha.  She never expected it.  Scully called Skinner and told him 
Mulder wasn’t feeling well.  He sent them both home because he agreed that 
Mulder should be watched.  Scully watched Mulder sink onto her couch and 
asked him if he wanted any tea.  “Scully.”  

“Yeah, Mulder?”  He looked at her for the first time since they had left the 
Bureau.  “I have to talk to mom but I don’t know how to tell her.  What if 
she has another stroke?  I-I can’t lose her too!”  Scully nodded in 
understanding.  A few years ago, they thought Samantha had come back but it 
had been what Mulder called a clone.  This clone fell of a bridge and Mulder 
had a hard time telling his father.  He knew it would be even harder telling 
this to his mom.

Teena Mulder’s Home

    “Fox?” she said when she opened the door.  She obviously wasn’t expecting 
to see her son ever again.  “Ms. Scully, come in.  What can I help you with 
today?”  she asked as though they were strangers.  Scully couldn’t believe 
she was still holding a grudge against Mulder from the time he had undergone 
the uncoventional treatment to remember his past.  She looked at her partner. 
 He was visibly shaken and pale.  “Mulder, why don’t you go to the bathroom 
and relax for a bit.”  He nodded and slowly headed to the bathroom.

“What’s going on?”  Teena demanded.  

“Mrs. Mulder, your son had remembered what happened the night Samantha 
disappeared.”

“What?  No, he couldn’t possibly remember!  She’s not dead, if that’s what he 
remembered!  She’s just missing!  If she’s dead then I don’t want to know!”

“Why not?” Scully asked.

“Because she’s coming back, I have to believe that!”

“She’s not, mom.”  Mulder said.  “Samantha was...she was...was killed, mom.  
I tried to convince them to leave Samantha but they didn’t listen.”

“STOP, FOX!  She’s not dead!!!”  Teena said covering her ears.  Scully could 
see the tears in Mulder’s eyes as he went to his mom.  He pulled her into his 
arms.  “Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”  Scully watched Teena Mulder do 
the most unimaginable thing for any mother to do.  She pushed her son away.  
After a minute of confusion for Mulder, she slapped him across the face.  
“Fox William Mulder, I never want to see or speak to you again!  NOW LEAVE!”  
With that, she stormed upstairs.

Scully was in as much shock as Mulder was.  What the hell happened?  None of 
that was his fault!  She followed Mulder out of the house.  When she got to 
the car, she saw him sway.  “Mulder!”  He was having trouble breathing.  
Putting a hand on his shoulder, she said, “Breath, Mulder, come on, you can 
do it.”  

“Scully...she didn’t...didn’t just say that?  Did she?”

“I’m afraid she did, Mulder.”

“Scully, my head hurts again.  I think--”  Before he could finish, a blinding 
flash of pain hit him and he bent over grabbing his head.  “Mulder!”  Scully 
pulled out her cell phone to dial 911.  “Scully don’t, I’m fine.”  Mulder 
gasped.  “Bullshit!”  “Alright, alright, but I’m sure you could drive me.”  
She nodded and helped him into the car.  Before going to the driver’s side, 
she checked his pulse, it was racing.  “Just lay your head back and relax, 
you’ll be fine.”  At least, she hoped he would be.  *What would I have done 
if he never remembered me?*  Her heart had nearly stopped when he asked her 
who she was.  *God, please help him he’s been through so much*

End part 3
Continued in part 4