Category: Post-Ep., Missing Scene

Spoiler: Blood

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For several long moments, Mulder stared at his cell phone.
Scully had hung up after such a long time, chalking it up to
the accidental pressing of a button. "All done. Bye Bye." He
sat there in shock. Had he been affected by the L.S.D.M. as
well? Or could it be he just thought he had been exposed to
so much of it that he could succumb to its hallucinogenic e
ffects?

Scully dialed to see if it was Mulder who had called her.

"Mulder? Did you just call?" No reply. "Mulder?"

He snapped out of his reverie and said, "Yeah. I... you wouldn't
know if... that is... do you think I was exposed to a sufficient
amount of L.S.D.M. that is... that I could begin hallucinating?"

"Well, I don't know, Mulder. Why don't we get a blood sample
and find out?"

Mulder was silent, remembering the events at the college tower.
"The sight of blood set that guy off, Scully. He saw me bleeding,
and nearly killed me, and so phobic he didn't have any clue what
was happening."

"He is in hospital, and he'll be okay. But I am worried about you.
So, let me pick you up and we'll have you tested."

"You think that's necessary, Scully?"

"Mulder, you did get caught in the middle of a spraying. It's okay if
you're.. if you're not feeling so great. You may be producing a
higher level of adrenaline than usual..."

"You mean if I'm hallucinating," he moaned. No, I don't think so... I
mean, I don't know what to think. Forget I asked."


"No, I will not, Mulder. As your partner and doctor I wasnt to see that
you are okay. Now, are you still at the bus stop?"

He sat staring at the phone, trying to see if he would see those
words again. "Yes, I am still here. Scully, what if I told you I had

hallucinated, but wait, not something bad?"

"Well, what display did you see it on?"

"Would you believe my cell phone?"

"Your best friend and constant companion. Of course. How ridiculous
of me not to think of that in the first place."

That angered him. "Are you saying I'd do anything my cell phone told
me to do, because if you are, then you have no faith in me, Scully! I

mean, all those people were afraid of something, and I don't think I'm
afraid right now... at least, not consciously. We solved this case,

didn't we?"

"Mulder, calm down. You were the one who asked if you'd
been affected. Remember?

Mulder ran his hand across his face, closed his eyes for a moment,
and took a deep breath. "Yes, Scully, and I'm sorry. I did want to

know."

"I know this is king of embarassing but, uh, what did you see on
your phone, Mulder?"

"You're not going to believe this."

"I will, Mulder. I know you're honest. You can tell me."

"All Done. Bye Bye."

"All Done. Bye Bye?"

"Yes. See, I know you think it's..."

"No, Mulder, I don't think it's crazy. I think it proved you are a very
strong man. If it read something positive, and didn't tell you to shoot

someone, drive a stake or attack a pretty woman, then 'All Done.
Bye Bye' is a pretty good thing. Don't you see?"

"Yeah, Scully," he chuckled. "I guess for once I've seen
something good. Even under the influence of bug spray."

"Let's get that blood test just to make sure. Wait there and I'll be right
over."

Mulder felt more secure in himself. "Sure." After Scully hung up,
Mulder closed the phone, tempted a bit to look at the display. But
then he decided some things were better left alone while the going
was good. He smiled, knowing he wasn't phobic or violent, because
that made all the difference in the world to him right then and there.


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