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   Sorry I Don't Remember You by Katie Phillips   
      
   Disclaimer Info:  I know I shouldn't write about them without   
   permission, but I just can't seem to help myself.   
   Rating:  PG13.   
   Spoilers:  None really.   
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   xfstories@yahoo.com.   
   Summary:  Scully loses her memory and Mulder finds himself   
   strangely attracted to the "new" Scully.   
   Archive:  Sure, just let me know where I can go visit.   
      
   This story has been sitting on the back burner for close to a year   
   now, thanks to sallie and her wonderful job as my beta, it is   
   finally seeing the light of day.   
      
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   Friday 4:45pm   
   Jorgensen Warehouse   
   Baltimore   
      
   "Tell me again Mulder why we're here," Scully asked as she donned   
   her bulletproof vest.  "I thought all VCU wanted from you was some   
   help on their profile."   
      
   Mulder shrugged on his FBI windbreaker over his own vest, and   
   smiled at his partner.  "Yeah, that's what they told me at first.   
   Apparently the profile did the trick, and now they think they've   
   got both Holt brothers bottled up in one of these warehouses.   
   They've called on every available agent to help smoke them out."   
      
   Scully checked her weapon and took a second to carefully observe   
   their surroundings.  Beyond the line of government-issued vehicles   
   stood dozens of warehouses, each looking remarkably like the next.   
      
   "Where do we start, Mulder?  There must be at least 25 warehouse   
   buildings on this dock alone."   
      
   "Twenty-seven to be precise."  Mulder took a deep breath and   
   closed his eyes.  Scully knew he was once again trying to tap into   
   the mind of the two serial killers they were pursuing.  "If I were   
   the Holt twins, I would be over..." Mulder glanced around and then   
   pointed. "There."  He pulled out his weapon and began to maneuver   
   towards the building.   
      
   "But everyone else is staked out over there."  Scully waved her   
   gun in the opposite direction.   
      
   "Exactly." Mulder turned and smiled at his partner.  "We're   
   playing a hunch."   
      
   "Great."  Scully hissed under her breath as they crept toward the   
   building.   
      
   They approached the door with caution after carefully peeking   
   through the windows on either side.  Seeing nothing, Scully held   
   up three fingers, indicating to her partner that they would enter   
   on the count of three.   
      
   Scully held up one finger, then two, when suddenly Mulder noticed   
   a small wire running under the door.  Wasting no time, he grabbed   
   Scully and quickly pulled her away from the building.  "We gotta   
   get out of here NOW..." was all he managed to shout before the   
   door exploded outward.   
      
   XXX   
      
   St Mary's Hospital   
   Baltimore   
   5:30pm   
      
   Mulder came to with the sounds of the emergency room filling his   
   ears.  He opened his eyes slowly, trying desperately to determine   
   exactly where he was and how he had gotten there.  His eyes were   
   barely open when Skinner's face appeared before him.   
      
   "You're in St. Mary's emergency room, Agent Mulder.  The blast at   
   the warehouse knocked both you and Agent Scully out cold."   
   Skinner put a reassuring hand on Mulder's shoulder when he tried   
   to sit up at the mention of Scully's name.  "She's going to be   
   fine, Mulder.  She took a pretty good blow to the head and has   
   some bumps and bruises, but other than that, she's just fine."   
      
   Mulder nodded and jerked his chin towards the glass of water   
   perched next to his bed.  "Could you hand me that, Sir?"  He voice   
   was hoarse but sounded better after he took a long drink.  "What   
   happened?"   
      
   Skinner waited until Mulder had finished the drink before   
   returning the now empty glass to the bedside table and taking a   
   seat.  "You were right about where the Holts were hiding.  They   
   apparently booby trapped the door."  Skinner paused a second,   
   taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.  "How did you know?   
   By all rights, you and Scully should be dead right now."   
      
   "I saw a wire leading to the door and had a hunch that it might be   
   rigged."   
      
   Skinner gave a weak smile, amazed as always at how often Mulder's   
   hunches proved to be correct.  "We managed to nab Billy Holt as he   
   was trying to escape out the back, but Bobby got away."   
      
   Mulder lay back and closed his eyes, not wanting to think about   
   the fact that there was one very angry serial killer still roaming   
   around the greater DC area.  "When can I see Scully?"   
      
   "I just left her.  They have her pretty well sedated and they   
   don't anticipate her waking for a few more hours.  I suggest you   
   get some rest, and I'll tell the nurses to bring you into her room   
   as soon as she's awake."   
      
   Mulder was about to argue that he should be allowed to go in   
   immediately, but a wave of exhaustion swept over him.  He simply   
   nodded his agreement and went to sleep.   
      
   Mulder slept until morning and awoke feeling much better.  Almost   
   as soon as he opened his eyes, a cheery nurse arrived carrying his   
   breakfast tray.  "Good morning, Mr. Mulder. Glad to see you're up.   
   Would you like me to help you into the bathroom, or would you   
   rather use..."   
      
   "The bathroom would be great," Mulder interrupted, slowly trying   
   to get to his feet.  "I don't think I'll need any help though."   
   He stood up and was immediately dizzy. He sat down on the bed   
   abruptly.  "Well, maybe just a little."   
      
   The nurse smiled at him, and put down his breakfast before leading   
   him into the bathroom.  She granted him his privacy while speaking   
   through the partially shut door.  "If your vitals are still   
   stable, the doctors will let you go home later this morning."   
      
   Mulder staggered out of the bathroom.  "That's great.  What about   
   my partner?  When do I get to see her?"   
      
   The nurse got him situated on the bed with his breakfast before   
   answering.  "She was still sleeping ten minutes ago."  She smiled   
   when she saw the look of concern cross Mulder's face.  "Her vitals   
   are good and there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage.  From   
   what I can tell, you landed on top of her due to the force of the   
   explosion.  You, and the vest you were wearing took the brunt of   
   the flying debris. She hit her head pretty hard though."   
      
   Mulder didn't seem completely satisfied with her answer.  "I'll   
   tell you what Mr. Mulder, you finish up your breakfast and then   
   hit the 'call' button.  I'll bring you down to her room myself."   
      
   Mulder wasn't overly interested in his food, but agreed and   
   quickly ate most of his breakfast.  As soon as he had gulped down   
   the last of his orange juice, he hit the 'call' button.  A few   
   minutes later, the cheerful nurse reappeared and led him down to   
   Scully's room.   
      
   Scully looked totally at peace as she slept.  Mulder pulled a   
   chair by her bed and took her hand in his.  He rubbed his thumb   
   gently across the skin, hoping to awaken her.  She slept on and   
   soon Mulder began to doze in the chair, surprised to be gently   
   shaken awake some two hours later.   
      
   "Agent Mulder."  A young man in his twenties was shaking his   
   shoulder.  Mulder looked up at him and blinked.  "I'm Doctor   
   Kardon.  I admitted you both last night."  Mulder shook the hand   
   that was extended to him.  "I've gone over your chart and I see no   
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)