The characters Mulder, Scully, and Monty Propps are the property of Chris Carter, 1013 Products and The FOX Network. No infringement is intended. The Invasion His cellphone rang. “Mulder.” “Mulder?” It was Scully. She sounded very weak and afraid. He sensed that immediately. He knew she didn’t scare easily so his response was quick. “What’s happened? What’s wrong?” “Just come over my apartment.” Then there was a click. “Scully!!” ‘Damn’ he thought silently. He spun the car around quickly, nearly crashing into another vehicle. He sped off toward the direction of her apartment. When he arrived, he could see her apartment window. There were no lights on. He dashed up the stairs and then to the second floor. He braced himself for the terror that he sensed was about to come. He went to her apartment door and found it slightly ajar. He walked inside. He was greeted by darkness and then a blow to the head. He staggered and fell to the floor. As he hit, he heard a muffled scream. “Scully....” he whispered. He awoke to find himself tied to a chair, unable to concentrate let alone move. There was a dim light so he could now see. But what he saw made him wish he had stayed unconscious. Scully was tied to her bed and a masked man sat between them. “Look who’s finally awake. Good. Now we can get this ‘party’ started.” Mulder knew that voice. This knowledge caused him greater distress. It was the voice of Monty Propps. The serial killer that he had profiled and put in jail for life. Or so he thought. Monty Propps was a serial killer but the killing was only the end of the game for him. He only killed women...after he tortured and raped them. ‘Oh god’ Mulder thought to himself. ‘This is his revenge on me. He’s going to kill Scully.’ Scully. He looked over at her. He could see the fear she was hiding in her eyes. There was no time for this. His FBI training started to kick in. “Mr. Propps. I know its you. When did you infiltrate the world of the sane?” He cursed himself for that last remark. His damned witty nature couldn’t help itself. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” he sneered. “It would suffice you to say that Freedom, like so many other things, can be bought.” “What is your intent?” Mulder asked, dreading the answer. “I think you know what I want.” “Revenge. You are going to get to me through her.” “Naturally. To make you suffer..the way you made me suffer.” Before Mulder could get a response in, Monty stuffed a gag in his mouth. He went over and sat on the bed beside Scully. He took out the gag that was in her mouth and untied her. She gasped for air. She looked at Mulder who was staring intently at her. She saw the almost unmasked terror in his eyes. Then she looked a Monty. He pulled off his mask. “You have a choice, my dear. You have, of course, read my profile. You know what I do. If you submit, I will not kill your partner. Making him watch will be revenge enough. It is either that, or you will watch me slowly torture him, and only after he is screaming on the floor, will you have the pleasure of watching him die.” Mulder looked at Scully. He shook his head violently. He sent her a message...’My life’s not worth it.’ She received his message but shrugged it off. She would not let him die. Her dignity could stand the invasion but her soul would never stand living, knowing that she could have saved him. “You will not kill him,” she said with a deadly earnestness. She knew it would crush Mulder to watch. She also knew that they were both strong and get through it. Mulder screamed through the gag. He could not let this happen. He could not. “Very well my dear...” Before she knew what was happening he was tearing at her sweat pants. She let out a small gasp. After that her body was rigid and her eyes were locked with Mulder’s. ‘Please Scully,’ he pleaded in his mind, ‘don’t try to be so strong.’ Other women, when they are raped, tend hide in safety in their minds. Not Scully. Her eyes didn’t glaze. She stayed very conscious throughout the whole thing. Mulder, however, was slowly driving himself insane. He was in such a state of shock that he couldn’t take his eyes off the scene before him. By this time Monty had removed all off her clothing. But he did not rape her yet. That wasn’t until the end. He took his belt and began to beat her. Over and over again he hit her. Every time the belt came down she shuddered but did not make a sound. Mulder was the only person making noise. With each blow came a muffled sob. A sob of pure insanity. It was mixed with a scream. All of a sudden the beating stopped. There were bruises already forming on her body. Blood flowed from more than one cut. Now the rape began. Mulder may have been in hysterics before, but it was nothing compared to now. Tears streaming down his face, no breaks between sobs. It was all just one giant noise which got louder each time Monty touched her, or got deeper into her. He was choking on his own tears, starting to shake uncontrollably. He could take it no longer. Somehow he managed to get the gag out of his mouth. The rape was over but he knew he would be reliving every detail for the rest of his life. He screamed. Of course not a girlie scream. This scream was controlled solely by anger. He screamed curses which came out as nonsense. Monty took this opportunity to get Mulder. He once again grabbed his belt and began to beat Mulder. “Yes! You Bastard!!!!!! Take me! Beat me!!!” “Mulder!!!!” Scully screamed. She could not believe what she was seeing. She saw a man who may have resembled her partner, strapped in a chair, taking a beating and relishing it. Monty had his back turned to her. He was so engrossed in hurting Mulder that he had forgotten about Scully. She grabbed her gun. The last thing Monty heard, was a sound of thunder. Scully pulled her clothes back on and dashed to Mulder. He was still sobbing, whimpering. He was still shaking. He head hung. She untied him and tried to hug him, to comfort him, to do whatever it took to help him. “Why did you stop him Scully? I deserved the pain. You should have let me take the pain.” He cried this through tears. He slumped onto the floor, the trembling becoming more violent. She sat next to him and nestled his head in her lap. She gently stroked his head and ran her fingers through his hair. It was then she realized that she too was shaking. She became aware of the tears which streaked her face. Suddenly, she realized that it was not Monty who had caused her this pain but rather seeing her partner react to it in such a way. He was her father, her brother, her son, and her partner all in one. And she loved him as each. He lay there in her lap. Hating himself. When Monty was beating him it had actually felt good. It was like taking some of Scully’s pain away from her. And then she stopped him. They had been in eye contact the entire way through and he was aware that she too was crying while Monty beat him. All of the pain, they had both shared all of it. But it was his fault, he thought to himself. If it hadn’t been for him this never would have happened to her. She was his mother, his sister, his daughter, and his partner all in one. And he loved her as each. Scully, being more in control than Mulder had managed to call 911. The ambulance arrived and took Monty’s corpse away. Upon seeing Mulder and Scully, they gave them each a sedative and took them to Georgetown Hospital. Mulder spent a week under heavy treatment in the psyche ward. Scully underwent treatment in the Rape Crisis Center. Agent Dana Katherine Scully (Personal Account of Events): On the night of the 21st of November, Monty Propps, a convicted serial killer, forced his way into my apartment for the sole reason of taking revenge on Special Agent Mulder. By this, it was his intent to rape me...which he did. In addition to this, both Agent Mulder and I suffered severe lacerations and bruises from a beating by Monty Propps. I am currently under standard treatment for rape victims. Agent Mulder is suffering from Posttraumatic Stress Disorder. However, it is the opinion of this Agent that Agent Mulder will overcome the pain of this ordeal. However, it is also this Agent’s opinion that Monty Propps did achieve his goal. Medical Write-up: Fox Mulder Dr. Jeanette Fershtman Mr. Mulder is now undergoing treatment for patients with PTSD. His symptoms include:little sleep (nightmares when he does), constant crying, recurrently reliving the traumatic event, inflicting physical injury on himself. Only during the times that his partner, Dana Scully, comes to visit does he regain any measure of sanity. However, during her visits, he can only apologize profusely to her. He has been left the hospital against anyone’s better judgment but will remain under treatment until these symptoms subside. It is the opinion of this medical examiner that in due time, Mr. Mulder will make a complete recovery. Fox Mulder: Personal Journal Even after extensive training in the area of criminal profiling, I never understood the minds of the maddest of men. Until this event I could not comprehend the what it must be like to live in a world of insanity. I could not see what they saw...until now. I have been to their realm of thinking. To the world where pain in any corporeal form has no meaning. To the world where imagination IS the only reality. I have lived there and found it to be more sane than our own world where science is practically a religion, the only thing to believe in. I have returned there since, but am still hesitant to cross the threshold. For if I did, might I not find also a world where there is nothing to hope for?