Title: Weak in the Knees
Disclaimer: X-Files, Mulder, Scully and such don’t belong to me. If Scully did, she would have never slept with Mulder – no matter how desperate she was. But then... she wouldn’t have been so desperate – I’d have let her have more fun.
Summary: Scully and Mulder are assigned to a taskforce to catch a vicious serial killer. But who is that agent assigned by the Director? And why does she make Scully’s temperature rise?
Spoilers/Timeline: Set somewhere in the first half of season six.
Archive: P&P; anyone else please ask first.
A/N 1: If you’re a fan of Mulder you may want to pass.
A/N 2: My eternal thanks to celievamp for the great beta. This work is better because of your help. All mistakes are my own. Constructive feedback is welcome.
A/N 3: A special thank you to bara_brith and yellowsmurf6 – you both know why!
When Scully arrived at the hospital that evening she was surprised to find the Lone Gunmen in Jess’s room. They had brought her flowers, candy, and some real food – as opposed to hospital food. Frohike started to give Scully some of his usual overbearing and not very welcome ‘charm.’ Scully was used to it.
Suddenly Jess cut Frohike off. “Melvin.”
He looked at her.
“Hey, I’m always nice to Scully.” He leered. “I’d be even nicer if she’d let me.”
Jess crooked her finger at him and he walked over to her. “From now on, you’re going to show the proper respect and be well-mannered towards Dana at all times. She’s my friend, and I don’t ever want to hear that you haven’t been on your best behavior.” Her grey eyes bored into him. “I shouldn’t have to remind you how to behave towards a lady.”
He swallowed and his eyes got wide. “No, ma’am. Of course not.”
Dana had to fight to contain the smirk she felt while watching Frohike cringe. In all the years she’d known them, Mulder never once said anything to Frohike about how he behaved towards her. In fact he took perverse pleasure in Frohike’s disrespectful, lecherous behavior towards her. Not that she couldn’t handle herself, but it was nice to have someone stick up for her. Before they left, Frohike apologized sincerely and assured her she’d always be shown the proper respect.
Once they were alone Dana chuckled. “How did you do that?”
“Melvin’s not a bad guy, but he forgets his manners sometimes. We’ve had a discussion or two about it in the past. He shouldn’t give you any more trouble.”
“Not that I can’t handle him... but thanks.”
Jess held out her hand. “Come here.”
Dana took it in hers and sat on the side of the bed. “How do you feel?”
“I’m fine.” They kissed lightly, then Jess leaned back against the elevated head of her bed. “So, what’s going on with the case?”
“John and some other agents are following up some leads. He said the suspect was seen wearing a ‘brass rat.’”
“He went to MIT,” she said with a smile. “Somehow I’m not surprised. I’m sure Russell Schiff is an alias though.”
“Undoubtedly. John’s going to go through the class year books and hopefully find his real name.”
Jess frowned. “How?”
Dana closed her eyes a moment and nodded. “That’s right, you don’t know.”
“We’ve a got a picture of him.”
“Sheila Cousins’ was at an open house a couple of days before she was killed. The owners of the house had a nanny cam and it recorded everyone who was there that day. According to Sheila’s records Schiff was there that day. By interviewing her associates, clients and other real estate agents that were there, we’ve identified everyone except one man – Schiff. So hopefully we’ll have his real name tomorrow.”
“I need to get out of here,” Jess said as she reached for and hit the nurse call button.
“What you need to do, Jess, is rest.”
“I’m fine, Dana.”
“No, you’re not. Despite the blood you’ve had I know you’re not fully healed – I can see it in your eyes.”
The nurse entered. “What can I help you with, Agent Morgan?”
“I need to see Dr. Kelvin.”
“She left for the day.”
“Then get me whoever can discharge me.”
“I’m afraid that’s not going to happen tonight. Dr. Kelvin will be in to see you tomorrow.” The nurse left.
“Damn it! I should just get dressed and leave.”
“Jess, no. You almost died – only a day and a half ago. You’ve had major surgery. You need to rest and heal.”
Jess was frustrated. “Dana, I’ve healed as much as I can while I’m in here. I can’t heal completely because there’d be too many questions. We’re getting close to this guy; I can feel it. I need to get out of here.”
“Do you trust John?”
“Do you trust John?”
“Do you trust me?”
Jess’s expression softened. “Yes, I do.”
“Then trust us to work the case.”
Jess closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath. After letting it out she opened her eyes. “I do trust you to work the case. I just–”
“You just want to finish what you started,” Dana said with understanding.
“It won’t hurt you to spend another night here in the hospital.” She gave Jess’s hand a squeeze. “I saw Mom today. She said I should bring you to her house when you get out of here. She wants to look after you while you recuperate.” She smiled and continued before Jess said anything. “I told her you’d probably decline the offer. But she insisted we both come to dinner, and I said yes.”
Jess gave her a small smile. “I like your mom.”
Dana stayed and talked with Jess until the nurse kicked her out for the night. She then went home to her apartment. She took a long, hot shower before crawling into bed. Despite the stress and emotional exhaustion of the day, she had trouble sleeping. She knew Jess was going to be okay, but until she could hold her in her arms it wouldn’t feel real. Also, images of, conversations with, and observations of Mulder raced through her mind. Dana couldn’t help but think she could have done something, said something, to prevent what had happened. Why didn’t she see it coming?
Casper and Barker came marching into the bullpen just after 1:00. He walked up to the white board that had Schiff’s picture on it. He grabbed a black marker and wrote something under the picture.
He turned around and faced the bullpen. “We have a name to go with the face!”
Taylor came out of his office at the commotion. He looked at the name on the board. “What do we know about him?”
“Hugh Kensey was a gifted student. He graduated from MIT with PhDs in Aeronautical Engineering and Mechanical Engineering at the age of 19. He was raised in Manhattan, NY and attended Hunter College Elementary School in Manhattan, then Hunter College High School where he graduated at the age of 12.”
“So the profile was spot on,” someone commented.
“So far, yes.” Casper turned to Taylor. “Kennedy and Jackson are in New York interviewing his family and friends. But from what I understand Kensey hasn’t lived in New York for some time. He’s a trust fund baby. When he turned 21 he got 5 million from a trust fund. At age 30 he received the remainder of the trust fund – 65 million. He supposedly has property in eight or nine states, including Florida, South Carolina, California, Wyoming and Texas.”
Scully could hear the raised voices before she ever opened the door to Jess’s hospital room. She walked in and found Jess arguing with someone – a Dr. Miller according to the man’s nametag.
“What the hell is going on here?” she interrupted.
“Miss Morgan is–”
“Look, just get your attending in here. And it’s Doctor Morgan to you!”
The man let out a perturbed huff and left.
“Jess, what the hell was that all about?”
“That... He doesn’t know a damn thing about... I refuse to deal with incompetents!”
“What’s going on?”
Jess took a deep breath and calmed herself down. “I need to get out of here, Dana. Staying here is just extending my healing time at this point. There’s nothing more they can do for me here. And I don’t do well cooped up.”
The door to the room opened and Dr. Kelvin entered. “I understand you wanted to see me.”
“Yes. I want out of here, Doctor.”
“You’ve had a major trauma and surgery. It takes time to recover.”
“I know that. I also know that it’s not necessary to remain hospitalized beyond a certain point. Run whatever tests you need to, to verify I’m far enough along the road to recovery to be released. Please.”
Kelvin thought about it a few moments. She crossed her arms as she moved to the other side of Jess’s bed. “On one condition.”
“That if, in my opinion, the tests indicate you need longer hospitalization you stop arguing and stay put until I say it’s time to release you.”
“Alright. I’ll see about getting you in for an MRI. But if they’re too busy you’ll just have to wait.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
Jess looked at Dana. “So, what brings you here this afternoon?”
“Since I couldn’t make it here this morning, I wanted to come by and see you while I was out on my lunch break.”
Jess smiled and reached for Dana’s hand. “If I’d known I probably would have asked you to bring me something better tasting than hospital food to eat.”
Dana squeezed Jess’s hand and returned her smile. “Well, when you do get out of here, I’ll make you a home cooked meal. Okay?”
“That sounds wonderful.”
Scully returned to the hospital after she got off work. Dr. Kelvin was talking to Jess when she arrived.
“Quite frankly I didn’t expect results like this. You heal remarkably fast. I’ve only seen a recovery like this two or three times. But, you are not completely healed and you need to remember that. I’m hesitant to release you without someone to keep an eye on you for at least a couple of days.”
“Jess can come home with me,” Dana offered as she moved further into the room and stood at the foot of the bed. “I’m a doctor and I can keep an eye on her.”
Kelvin looked at Scully for a few moments in silence but finally relented. “Alright.” She pinned Jess with a stern look. “But you are not cleared to return to field duty, Agent Morgan. Office work only.” She looked at Scully again. “Keep an eye on her, especially in the office. If she pushes too hard too fast, she could end up back in here.”
Kelvin left to fill out the appropriate paperwork.
Dana sat on the side of the bed.
“Thanks, Dana. I don’t really have to stay with you. I’ll be fine.”
She smiled. “Oh, but you do. I promised you a home cooked meal, remember?” She reached out and caressed the brunette’s cheek. “And it’s for my benefit as much as yours... I’ll feel better with you where I can see you and know you’re okay.”
Jess reached up and took Dana’s hand in her own. She kissed her palm and smiled. “I’m all yours.”
Jess was soon checked out of the hospital. Before going home, Dana drove by headquarters and retrieved Jess’s main travel bag from her office. On the way to her apartment, Jess asked her to stop at a particular drug store.
Dana pulled into a parking slot and turned to Jess. “Is this so you can buy some blood?”
“I thought we already discussed this.”
Jess reached over and gave Dana’s hand a squeeze. “We did. But it’s too soon for you to give any more blood. I just need some blood and some sleep, and I’ll be completely healed. Okay?”
Jess stiffly got out of the car and went inside. She returned in only a few minutes.
While Dana fixed some spaghetti and a fresh salad, Jess changed into some sweats. She drank the blood and threw the container in the trash. She then went out to the living room and stretched out on the couch. It only seemed like a couple of minutes before Dana woke her, telling her dinner was ready.
They enjoyed the simple meal. Afterward Dana encouraged Jess to lie down on the couch with her head on her lap. She absently carded her fingers through silky, dark hair as they watched some TV. They decided to turn in early.
When they slipped into bed, Dana took Jess into her arms as she laid her head on her right shoulder.
“Mmmm, this feels nice,” Jess said softly.
“Yes, it does.” Dana kissed her forehead.
Both women closed their eyes and drifted to sleep.
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