Voodoo Love Disclaimer: Alliance, Fox Network and Columbia/Tristar own dS, Early Edition and the X-Files. This is the third part of the Voodoo series. Rated PG. Voodoo Love Gary Hobbson sneezed loudly into his newspaper, which caused most of the people in McGintys to look up at him.He smiled at Chuck, who seemed to be chatting up a pretty red-head, who seemed pretty much unavailable. "Hey Gar!" Chuck trotted up to his friend. "That's Jordan Mackenzie. She's one of the Canadians working on the Voodoo case. The guy with her is Benton Fraser. Remember him?" "Yeah. He's been in the paper a few times." Gary turned the page. "It's been three weeks! You think they would've found something by now... hold on..." Gary frowned at the headline. "What is it, Gary?" Marissa said next to him. She stared ahead of her and rubbed her dogs head. 'Listen, 'FBI Agent Called off Case on Account of Unstable Behavior. Special Agent Fox Mulder broke down today while talking to a WCKP news-reporter. He claimed to be "Possessed" and attacked the reporter in a rough manner, smashing the equipment to the ground. He was then pulled of the reporter by his partner Dana Scully.'" "Well, isn't that just dandy!" Chuck grinned. ~ Ray Vecchio glanced at Benton Fraser. "Listen, I wanna ditch this case. I don't care WHAT Welsh thinks." "I don't think there's any need to be so... irrational, Ray. You do have those federal agents helping, and Jordan and I too." "Fraser! I don't think I need your opinion." Ray warned the mountie. "Right Ray. You don't need anyone's opinion." Fraser turned silently away. Fraser reached the consulate and sat down on the large stone steps. Heck, Ray wasn't himself. Then again, he didn't really know what the real Ray was like. Stan. Stan Kowalski. The real Ray was undercover in the mob. Kowalski probably didn't have Ray's guts in any case. He waved away those thoughts, angry. Why couldn't things just be simple and stay that way? Fraser picked up a stone and threw it as hard as he could. "Simple!" He shouted. "Simple! That's all I want, dammit!" "It never is, is it, Ben?" Jordan sat down next to him, her copper hair reflected the setting sun. "No. Never. Sorry Jord, I'm just... frustrated." Jordan held his hand in hers. "You have every reason to be. It's not easy either. You should see that one Fed! He has rings so big under his eyes he could pass for a raccoon!" ~ Mulder awoke in a hot sweat. The same dream, the same dolls. Scully... It didn't make sense! He walked to the basin and splashed cold water over his face. *Think that's gonna help you, Fox? It's just water. You can't wash your troubles away." Mulder crashed to the floor. "Go away. Just leave me alone." He whispered, no energy to do much else. *I'm everywhere. I can't just go away. Everyone else involved in this case is taking the strain too.* "You leave Scully alone. Please? Just let her be." *You think I'd do that? I can do anything to anyone, Fox. Including you.* Mulder dragged himself to the wall that seperated his bedroom from Scully's. He raised a fist and brought it down as hard as he could on the cheap board. *I made you attack that reporter. I can make you hurt Dana too.* The voice laughed. "Scully! Scully! I... I need to talk to you!" He shouted hoarsely. "At 1:00 in the morning? You okay, Mulder?" She called through the wall. "No..." He lowered his head to the floor. "The door's open." *Your will power can't hold out for long. If you have any left!* Scully opened the door slowly, not knowing what to expect. When she saw him with his face in the dirt she ran to his side. "Mulder, what happened?" He didn't move. "The dream. the voice. She's here. She's everywhere, She said she was, She's gonna get us, get you... NO!" He stood up and faced Scully, trembling. "I'd never hurt you. I couldn't. No matter what." "I know you wouldn't. What's going on? Mulder?" She walked towards him. "Wait, Scully. Will power. Will power is all I need." *You think?" Scully heard it. Vaguely, but nevertheless... "Did you hear her?" Mulder covered his ears. Scully wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you, Mulder." She could feel his breath on her neck. "God, Dana. I've been through Hell and back, and I don't think the journey's over yet." His voice trembled. "Now, I'm here for you. I'm always going to be here." He'd been there for her. She felt that she hadn't properly returned the favor. He held her closer to him, his hands resting on the small of her back. "Thank you. You're all I need right now." *Maybe.* The voice laughed again, sarcastic. End Segment 3. Series So Far: Voodoo Magic Voodoo Dreams Voodoo Love Soon: Voodoo God