Title: Trip to the Psychiatrist 
Author: Cosmikgirlie 
Author Email: cosmikgirlie@yahoo.co.uk 
Status: NEW - Complete 
Size: 20k 
Rating: PG 
Archive at Gossamer: Yes to Gossamer/Ephemeral 
Category: Adventure , UST 
Keywords: Character dies 
Pairings: Mulder/Scully UST 

Summary: Scully takes a trip to a psychiatrist which could change her life forever. 
 
Trip to the Psychiatrist 
by Cosmikgirlie 
cosmikgirlie@yahoo.co.uk 
 
Part 1
Please see part 0 (template) for warnings and summary.

***Trip to the Psychiatrist*** 

by Cosmikgirlie

"So what are you feeling now Dana? May I 
call you Dana?" said the psychiatrist.  
Scully put on a smile. "Of course" She 
really didn't want to be here. Skinner had 
made her come. "Everyone's doing it these 
days!" he had said.  
But what was the point? She wasn't going 
to tell this weird woman anything anyway. 
Scully only talked to people she trusted. 
Like Mulder.  
"So, how do you get along with your 
partner, Agent Mulder?"  
That was amazing. It was as if she had 
read Scully's mind. It was in fact 
slightly creepy and Scully didn't like it.  
"Fine" She said shortly.  
"You must work very closely," the woman 
was staring at Scully now with deep blue 
eyes. Scully felt uncomfortable. It was as 
if she could see right through her.  
"We're very good friends."  
"Are you sure there is nothing else you 
want to tell me?"  
Scully took a deep breath. She got the 
feeling that the psychiatrist could see 
her aching heart. How day after day she 
had to keep her feelings bottled up inside 
her. Her feelings for Mulder. How she 
loved him more than anything else in the 
world.  
"No."
**
Suddenly, the door burst wide open. It was 
Mulder. He stood still for a moment 
staring from Scully to the psychiatrist 
back to Scully again.  
"Scully, what are you doing? I didn't know 
where you were; I thought you were in 
trouble. Then Skinner said you were seeing 
a shrink!"  
"Excuse me, but this is a private 
consultation. If you wouldn't mind 
leaving?" The psychiatrist's eyes narrowed 
as she looked at Mulder. Scully leapt up 
and gave Mulder a look that said "Go!" 
Mulder shrugged and walked out of the 
room.  
"I'm very sorry.....one of my friends...a 
bit over protective... you know." she 
murmured quickly. She knew that any minute 
now those deep blue eyes would put two and 
two together and find out that was Mulder. 
Scully didn't want this to happen. she 
didn't know how, but this woman knew too 
much. Way too much about Scully and her 
feelings. She had to get out of here.  
"Erm..I'm sorry but I have to go... I hope 
you don't mind"  
"Of course not," said the woman slowly. 
Scully began to walk out of the room. She 
could feel the woman's penetrating gaze on 
the back of her neck.  
"After all I will be seeing you again very 
soon."  
Only after Scully had left the room to 
find an impatient Mulder waiting outside, 
did the woman's words actually seep in. 
What on earth did she mean by that?  
Scully turned and hurried back into the 
office.  
"Excuse me, but..." she stopped, mid 
sentence.  
The woman was gone.
**
Mulder drove his car into the parking lot 
and sighed. He didn't know what was going 
on with Scully. She was acting really 
weird lately, what with going to a shrink 
and keeping it from Mulder. Maybe he 
should have a talk to her. Yes that's what 
he would do. Get it out in the open.  
He walked into the building, going over in 
his head what he was going to say. He 
realised his hands were sweaty. 'Don't be 
stupid' he told himself. 'It's only 
Scully'  
He had reached Scully' office. Through the 
frosted glass he could see shadows of 
people inside but couldn't think who they 
all were. 'Here go's' he muttered. He 
knocked twice on the door and opened it. 
He stopped abruptly. Scully was in the 
office in mid-hug with a strange man! 
Twinges of jealousy writhed through Mulder 
but he just stood there and managed a 
forced smile.  
"Morning Scully!"  
Scully immediately sprung apart from the 
other man and blushed.  
"Hi Mulder!" she grinned. "This is an old 
friend of mine, Simon." She pointed to the 
rather embarrassed looking man beside her.  
That was strange, thought Mulder. I 
thought I knew all of Scully's friends and 
yet I have never seen him before.  
Mulder shoved a stiff arm forward and 
shook hands with him, perhaps a little too 
tightly. Suddenly he realised he was 
glaring at him and straightened up, 
pushing his hand through his hair. It was 
an awkward silence.  
"Erm...Me and Dana go back a long time 
actually. she's told me a lot about you, 
Fox."  
Mulder flinched. He didn't like this 
stranger using his first name. Why was 
Scully allowing this idiot into her 
office? They must be really close.  
Suddenly Mulder saw something in Simon's 
eyes which he recognised. The way in which 
he crinkled them up when he smiled. It was 
familiar. Perhaps Mulder did know him 
after all.
**
Mulder mumbled, "Well, I have some work to 
do" and walked out of the room.  
Scully felt a strange aching inside her. 
But why should she feel guilty? It wasn't 
as if she and Mulder were going out or 
anything. Why shouldn't she see old 
friends? After all that's all they were. 
Just friends.  
Scully could feel eyes on her so she 
turned around quickly. Simon was gazing at 
her, like he was in a dream.  
"Oh sorry Simon. I forgot you were there! 
Do you feel like going to get a coffee?"  
Simon nodded in agreement and followed 
Scully out of the office. As they past 
Mulder's desk, Scully said "Mulder.." but 
he was so engrossed in his work she 
decided to leave it.  
Once they were outside, Scully tried to 
make conversation.  
"So Simon, do you still work at that 
managing firm?"  
Simon looked confused for a second, but 
then smiled and nodded.  
"Yes,I do."  
"Well how's it coming along?" asked 
Scully.  
"Oh, erm...really well, yes..umm..I am 
really enjoying it" he replied.  
Scully frowned. "But I thought you said 
you hated it last time I spoke to you!"  
Simon looked worried, quickly said "Oh 
look, there's the coffee house" and rushed 
over to it, leaving Scully to trail after 
him. 
**
As they walked up to the counter, they saw 
Mulder sitting in the corner, sipping a 
coffee.  
To Scully's surprise she almost felt 
relieved and called "Mulder, come and join 
us!" Mulder looked up and smiled as he saw 
Scully. He, however did not look as 
pleased when he caught sight of Simon, but 
joined them anyway. Simon had fixed his 
eyes on the counter and did not look at 
Mulder.  
"So what are you love birds up to now?" 
Mulder said, sarcastically.  
"Nothing much" said Scully. It really 
annoyed her when Mulder called her and 
Simon things like that. They were just old 
friends and nothing more. She decided to 
change the subject.  
"Simon and I were just discussing his 
current job, weren't we Simon?..Simon?  
Simon's chair was empty. Scully frowned.  
"I wonder where he went?"  
"No idea" said Mulder, looking a bit 
happier.  
"I'd better go and find him." she said, 
looking around. And with that she rushed 
out of the cafe. Mulder, however, 
remained. He looked slightly disgruntled, 
as he had never had that chat he wanted 
with Scully. And it was all Simon's fault. 
Mulder decided he would find out more 
about Simon. How old he was, exactly who 
he really was. After all he was another 
potential rival for Scully. And Mulder 
didn't like that idea at all. 
**
The next day Scully arrived at work. She 
felt exhausted. She hadn't had a wink of 
sleep and something was still pestering 
the back of her mind. Where had Simon 
gone? When she had left the cafe the day 
before she had searched high and low for 
him but he was nowhere to be seen.  
"Scully..Scully!!" Scully focused her 
tired eyes on to the person in front of 
her. It was Mulder and it looked as though 
he had been up all night too.  
"Scully?Are you even listening to me?" He 
looked at her curiously.  
"Yes, what is it Mulder?" she said, 
irritably.  
"I just thought you should know. It's 
about Simon. He's not who he says he is."  
Scully frowned. "What do you mean?"  
"I mean that I was just browsing through 
the web..."  
Scully raised an eyebrow. "Just browsing 
were you?"  
Mulder coughed. "Yes..and I came across 
Simon's managing firm. Anyway, he doesn't 
work for it. He hasn't for six years."  
Scully combed her hand through her hair. 
"Mulder, are you sure you got this right, 
I mean..."  
"Yes I'm sure!" said Mulder, angrily. 
"Look, I wouldn't make this sort of thing 
up, you know!"  
Scully knew he wouldn't. It was just that 
she was so tired and she couldn't deal 
with this sort of thing now.  
"Look we'll talk about this another time, 
O.K? I've got a splitting headache and I'm 
going home to rest. I should have never 
come in today." she said quietly and 
headed off.  
Mulder looked briefly concerned but was 
still annoyed with her so he muttered 
"Fine." and walked off. 
**
Scully pushed her key through her door and 
weakly pushed against it to open it. Her 
eyes widened with horror. Someone had been 
in her flat.

Scully's heart beat fast. She closed her 
hands around her gun and carefully walked 
into her *apartment*. A small wooden table 
was on its side and the light was on. 
Whoever it was was gone and had taken 
Scully's silver pendent and loads of 
photos of her. What kind of sick weirdo 
was this? Scully thought as she searched 
through her drawers. Nothing else was 
missing. She reached for the phone and her 
fingers automatically dialled Mulder's 
number. She stopped herself. What was she 
doing? If she told Mulder about this, he 
would say it was Simon or something. No, 
she wouldn't tell him. Anyway what could 
he do? 
Mulder sat on his bed with his head in his 
hands. He sighed loudly. He didn't know 
what was happening between him and Scully. 
It seemed they ever since Simon had come 
on to the scene, Scully wouldn't listen to 
Mulder or talk to him. And now this. 
Mulder had been burgled. It wasn't 
serious. Just a few pictures had been 
taken. It was weird though, he thought, 
how they were all of Scully. Probably, 
that psycho, Simon did it. But why would 
he want pictures of her. Maybe he should 
tell Scully. But, no, thought Mulder, I 
know what she'd say. 'Stop going on about 
Simon' she'd think he was making it all 
up. What was the point. He'd have to just 
not tell her. It wasn't important anyway. 
**
The next day, Mulder tried to avoid Scully 
as far as possible, but seeing as they 
worked together and were partners and had 
never got through a day before without 
saying anything to each other, this was 
relatively impossible.  
Before long, Mulder entered a lift and 
sure enough, he looked up to find an 
awkward looking Scully standing in front 
of him.  
"Errr... hi!" she mumbled.  
"Listen" they both said at the same time.  
They chuckled nervously. Then Mulder broke 
the silence.  
"Look, I'm sorry about before. I shouldn't 
have been checking out your friends. I 
know its none of my business."  
"Its O.K" replied Scully. "I was tired. I 
snapped. Let's forget it shall we?"  
"Sure" said Mulder, smiling. They were 
just about to hug when the lift door 
opened with a ping.  
"After you" said Mulder.  
They walked down the corridor. Suddenly 
Mulder said,  
"Scully, has anything strange happened at 
your house?"  
Scully narrowed her eyes. "Strange?"  
"Yeah."  
"No" said Scully quickly, remembering her 
promise to herself not to say a word.  
"Oh, O.K" said Mulder, still eyeing Scully 
suspiciously. He had to find out if Scully 
had been burgled or not but he knew she 
wouldn't lose face by telling him and 
risking it being Simon.  
Suddenly a brainwave struck Mulder.  
"Scully, can I see your FBI tag?" he asked 
innocently.  
"What? Why would you want to see that?" 
Scully replied.  
"Look, I just need to see it."  
It looked urgent so Scully sighed and got 
out her tag.  
The picture of her was gone.  
Mulder couldn't help smiling as he watched 
the bewildered Scully try and look normal.  
"Ermm.. I can explain this!"  
"Look, Scully I've been burgled too. He 
took all the pictures I owned of you."  
Scully stared at him. 'Simon' they both 
thought.  
Suddenly a police officer approached them 
saying,  
"Excuse me, Agent Scully, but I thought 
you might like to know. We've had a 
breakthrough in the case."  
"I'm listening," said Scully.  
"Well, there are many witnesses who saw 
someone waiting outside your apartment 
looking suspicious, at the time you went 
to work and then the suspect was seen 
later, driving off, supposedly with your 
pictures."  
Mulder looked at Sully. "Looks like we've 
caught our man." he said.  
The policeman looked puzzled. "Sorry, sir, 
I think you've got it wrong. You see we've 
had an artists impression done and...well 
take a look for yourselves."  
Mulder and Scully peered at the picture. 
Scully gasped.  
It was the psychiatrist.
**
Scully stared at the picture. The deep, 
blue eyes stared back.  
The policeman stuttered, "I've got to go 
now" and walked off but Mulder and Scully 
remained, motionless.  
"I don't know what's going on," said 
Scully,"but I'm going to get to the bottom 
of this." And with that she turned and 
rushed out of the building.  
"Scully, wait" cried Mulder. But she had 
already gone. 
Scully stood outside the psychiatrist's 
hospital. To think that she actually sat 
down and chatted with the person who later 
broke into her house sent a shiver down 
her spine. Scully straightened herself up 
and walked in.  
At the desk was a young woman, who looked 
very pale. Scully tried to speak to her, 
but she proceeded to shake her head 
nervously and dart her eyes around. In the 
end Scully gave up and turned for the 
door. Mulder was standing in the doorway. 
Scully, quite surprised to see he had got 
here so fast, walked up to him, saying,  
"Mulder, what are you doing here?"  
"Oh, I was just passing.." he said.  
"Oh, O.K. Well, maybe you can help me find 
this mysterious psychiatrist."  
Mulder nodded and walked up to the desk.  
"Excuse me, but what are the names of the 
people who work here?"  
The woman went pale again and stared at 
the floor.  
"I said, what are their names?" said 
Mulder, his eyes narrowing.  
The woman remained silent and started to 
organise some papers with her trembling 
hands.  
"ANSWER ME!" shouted Mulder, angrily. He 
threw his hands forward and clutched the 
terrified woman's shoulders. He then shook 
her, violently, shouting "ANSWER ME!! 
ANSWER ME!!"  
Scully stared at him. "Mulder, stop it! 
Mulder!" she screamed trying to pull him 
off but he was too strong and angrily 
pushed Scully to the ground. Scully peered 
up, her eyes full of tears. "Please 
Mulder" she sobbed.  
Suddenly his angry face got calmer and he 
removed his hands from the woman, who 
cowered into a corner, sobbing with pain. 
The fire in Mulder's eyes was replaced 
with softness and he walked over to 
Scully, offering his hand. Still 
terrified, Scully slowly took it and got 
up. She stared at the now perfectly normal 
Mulder. What on earth had just happened?  
Suddenly Scully's phone rang. She took two 
deep breaths to calm herself down and, her 
eyes still fixed on Mulder, proceeded to 
answer it.  
"Hello?" she croaked.  
"Scully! Where are you? I've been looking 
everywhere for you since you left! I 
thought you had got lost or something! 
Scully?...Scully!"  
Scully froze, her hands beginning to 
shake. It was Mulder's voice.
**
Scully slowly fixed her eyes on the man in 
front of her. It was definitely Mulder, 
but she knew Mulder's voice too well. She 
felt torn, not knowing which one was real. 
She thought this could all be a dream but 
the feeling of utter helplessness that was 
buried inside her was too strong to be 
fake.  
"Scully, Scully, answer me!!" the voice 
called her.  
Scully restrained herself and spoke with a 
low whisper.  
"Mulder...Mulder is that you?"  
"Of course it is! Who else would it be? 
What's wrong? What's happened?" At that 
moment the Mulder standing in front of her 
stared curiously at her, suspecting 
something.  
"Listen, Mulder. I'm in the...." The man 
snatched the phone from Scully's hand and 
slowly crushed it into tiny little pieces.  
Scully screamed "Mulder!" But it was too 
late. The man smiled an evil smile at her 

(Continued in part 2)