TITLE:   Conhouse - Chapter Thirty Three

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"Mrs. Scully?"

"Yes?" She held the phone to her ear and tried to recognize the voice. She'd
hoped it was Mr. Conhouse. She hadn't heard from him in the two days since
he'd been there.

"It's Fox Mulder. I have some bad news."

"What is it?"

"When I got home today there was a message on my machine from Mrs. Conhouse,
Lena's stepmother. She said that she'd gone to check on Steve at the lake
house and found him collapsed. Apparently he had a heart attack when he was
there alone·"

Her hand came to her mouth in surprise, "Oh no."

Mulder steadied his voice, "He's gone. I don't have all the details or any
information on the other arrangements. I haven't called Mrs. Conhouse back yet
but I thought I'd call you first so you could tell Dana."

"Oh Fox, do you think I should?"

"I think she'd want to know."


Mulder hung up the phone. He decided to wait and call Mrs. Conhouse back
later.

He pulled a beer from the fridge and sat on his couch. wondering how much more
Scully could possibly take. Maybe he should do what she was doing.

He laid down on his couch and tried in vain to sleep.

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Mrs. Scully made her way up the steps to Dana's room. She crossed to the bed
and sat down, taking her daughter's hand.

"Dana, honey?"

Scully opened her eyes to look at her mother. The expression told her
something was wrong. She roused herself and sat up, "What is it Mom?"

"Steve. He's had a heart attack." She paused, not wanting to finish. "He was
at the lake house alone and·  he died honey."

Scully shut her eyes tightly, "Oh no." She was caught in a fresh wave of
grief. "I don't understand this·"

Mrs. Scully wrapped her arm around her daughter, but felt her go rigid
suddenly. She looked into her eyes and saw Dana look more alert than she had
since she'd gotten there.

Scully pushed herself away from her mother gently and threw back the covers.
She went directly to her bag and started to rifle through it, throwing shoes
and pants toward the bed.

"Dana?" Her mother was baffled, "What is it?"

She turned toward her mother wide eyed. "The last thing he said to me mom, he
thought I was asleep."

"What?"

"He said he promised to bring her back."

Mrs. Scully was very concerned that her daughter had finally had too much,
"Dana? He's gone."  She watched as Dana ignored her and got dressed. She
followed her downstairs and her daughter nearly knocked her down on her way
out the door with the car keys.

Scully got into her mother's car and revved the engine. She pulled out of the
driveway without another word to her mother. She'd take of the 'thank you's'
and apologies later.

As she sped down the highway she replayed Steve's words back in her head over
and over again. He had thought she was sleeping as he stroked her hair.

"Dana, I promise you I'll bring her back, even if it kills me."

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