Title: Unwilling Enemy

Author : Layna

Archive : Anywhere, just let me know.

Spoilers : En Ami

Rating : PG

Category : V, Scully POV

Summary : Scully realizes the damage done by
accompanying CSM on that little trip...

Feedback : Laynie1121@aol.com

Disclaimer : I wish I were really clever with these things but
I'm not so I'm just going with the boring, 'They're not mine.
If they were, they'd be doin' it already. CC owns them...blah
blah blah.'

Authors Notes: I'm just either A) Re-writing the episode or
B) Adding in scenes in which you didn't see. Take your pic.

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"Dana, you know that you can not go back."

I look at the chain smoking bastard quizzically.

"You already know too much. You can't turn back... return to
who you were before, fighting against me by Agent
Mulder's side. You're like me now..."

I glare at him. "You don't control me. Just because you gave
me this information doesn't mean you can use me." But I
know that is just what he's done, what he's doing, what he
always will do. I'm nothing but a puppet to him.

He chuckles, low and breathy, and I look away. I know what
he says is true. If I go back, I'll tell Mulder everything and he
knows this. He won't risk that. If I go back, I'll most surely
be killed. I have become him, albeit unwillingly. I've become
my own enemy, and Mulder's as well.

"Mulder, I'm so sorry." I whisper, too low even for CGB
Spender to hear me.

"Dana, you know I'm not keeping you here, that my
intention is not to hold you prisoner like some villain in a
fairy tale. But if you decide to return to your previous life,
your life with Mulder..."

I fix him with another glare and he stops for a moment,
allowing me enough time to play inquisitor.

'Why do you always refer to me and Mulder as if we're
lovers? You, of all people, should know damn well that
we're far from it,' runs through my mind and I'm glad that
my temper hadn't gotten the best of me yet because if it
had, I would've slipped and given away information that
would have destroyed me and Mulder both.

"...As I was saying, if you do decide to return, how will you
live with yourself? I don't have to tell you what will happen
if you let Mulder know what happened here. I wouldn't be
the one killing you, but I wouldn't stop them either."

We're both silent for a moment. I'm wondering if those
tapes made it to Mulder already. Suddenly Spender...
whoever... looks at me and I swear I see disappointment in
his eyes.

"I know you'll go back. I know I haven't won your trust, that I
never will. I'm not surprised."

"What, you wanted me to be your apprentice? The next in
line? You were wrongly mistaken if you thought that you
could turn me into your follower. You're using me, that I'm
sure of, but I will return to Mulder, and you know I'll tell
him what I know, no matter if I have proof or not."

"How can you be so sure that he'll believe you?"

The thought never crossed my mind. Of course Mulder will
believe me. He's always trusted me and I've never given him
a reason not to. Until now. Damn that black lunged bastard
for doing this. Damn myself for going along with it. I am
him. I've gone so far over that line that there's no crossing
back over. I'm losing Mulder for it too.

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X

I can't believe what I'm hearing when the Lone Gunmen tell
me the disk is empty but at the same time, I saw it coming. I
didn't trust him, he didn't trust me... fair is fair. But I've lost
Mulder for this. I can see it when I look at him, standing in
the doorway. My eyes plead with his. He just stares sadly
back at me.

I stand up and sigh. I just need to go home. No, what I need
is to get all this out. I've told no one about how I'm feeling
and it's eating away at me. I want to go to Mulder and hug
him and assure myself... assure us, that everything will be
okay. If only it were that easy. But the best thing right now
is to get out of here. I pick up my coat and walk towards the
doorway. When I push past Mulder to leave, he grabs my
arm. I turn to look at him and he gives me a questioning
look before pulling me to him and holding me tight. Maybe
everything won't be okay, but this is a start.