Mulder's POV
I woke up breathing heavily, thinking that it was just a dream, but find it hard to think because of this room that I am in. It's pitch black and completely silent. My hands are tied behind me, and I'm sitting on a wooden chair with my legs tied to the legs. Pain shoots up my arms when I try to move them. My eyes rake over them to see that I have bruises everywhere. That was a brutal crash. One eye is squinted so I assume that I have a black eye. Still confused, I try to break out of my tied hands and feet, but nothing will budge. Where the hell am I? Who did this to me?

Scully's POV
I can not fail him. I won't fail him. My fear of failing Mulder has haunted me ever since I have become his partner. I will find him.

I have been spending hours at home looking over files that might help me discover where Mulder is, but all of them are helpless. I decided that tomorrow I will bring the Bureau with me to Mark's place just to check. If Mark has him I swear that will be the last time he will see the light of day because that fucker needs to learn his lesson the hard way.

Frustrated, I take my reading glasses off and make my way to my room. The clock reads 3:24  AM. Great. Fatigue is not what I want tomorrow.

Mulder's POV
The door creaks open, but I still can't see anything. I hear footsteps approach me.

"Well well well. If it isn't Mr. Perfect trying to steal Dana from me."

"Mark?"

"How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." I can't say this surprised me.

"Well I'll have you know, I won't be letting you go so easily this time."

"Why's that?" I asked him, quite shakily.

"While I was in prison. This guy named Jamal, he gave me the good stuff."

"What's that?"

"He gave me steroids. I'm not some scrawny 6'5" man! I'm bulky and a lot stronger than you. And guess what? I'm gonna get Dana. I'm gonna torture her right in front of you."

"You touch her and I will kill you!"

"I don't think you will. I mean last time I checked, you're tied up."

"Kill me! Just don't touch her!"

"Oh, but I want to." The next thing I knew the footsteps faded and the door slammed close.

"God dammit!" I screamed. I told Scully I wouldn't let him touch her, but I failed her. Again.

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