Subj: Darane Svatura -- 9
Date: 6/22/00 9:39:33 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Katrinka

Authors note: There is a conversation that discusses what happens to Tom Jennings. Most of this is conjecture and not cannon :)

Dedication: This part is dedicated to Carolinamoon for her wonderful questions.

Scully watched Mulder feeding from Byers. The smaller man holding onto Mulder for dear life. Mulder thrusted his body against Byers as he fed. It seemed strangely erotic to Scully. It made her wonder if there was more going on between them. Byers and Mulder where cousins. Scully couldn't think of cousins being this intimate. But the way Mulder kissed Byers, all the passion that Mulder had in that kiss. That was more then simply friends, more like lovers.

//I wonder whose blood Mulder's taken? // Jealousy overcame Scully. She knew it wasn't a sensible feeling, that she should have trusted her lover more.

//I thought taking my blood was special. // Scully thought. //I guess it meant nothing to him. // Scully realized that she had been lied to. She was nothing but a feed.

Then Byers left. Mulder watched him leave, and turned towards the house. His eyes set on Scully. Her lover walked to the house, every step full of guilt. There was a stain on the front of Mulder's pants, from the orgasm. The feeding had given Mulder something more then just food. The jealousy flared up again.

As he walked into the kitchen, Mulder said. "Scully it's not how it looks."

//Why does he care how it looks? // Scully thought. "What do you think I saw?"

Mulder couldn't look at her. "I'm not sure."

"Then I'll tell you what I saw," Scully tried to control her temper. "I saw you kiss Byers. I saw you take his blood!"

"Yes, I took his blood." Mulder admitted.

"What else has happened between the two of you? Are you lovers?" Scully accused.

Mulder looked shocked at the idea. "Of course we're not!"

"What do you mean of course? Look at your pants! You came!"

"Oh," Mulder briefly touched the wet spot. "I'm a vampire. I need human blood. Byers gives that to me."

"A feeding shouldn't give you sexual satiation."

"It wasn't like that!"

"Look at the evidence!" Scully countered. "What about us? You took my blood! Didn't that satisfy you? Did you really have to go to him?"

"I tasted from you. I can't risk feeding from you."

"Why? Why can't you? You can feed from him, but not me?"

"I can't risk it." Mulder insisted.

"Why can't you?"

"Because I could kill you!" Mulder almost shouted. "I can't risk loosing you!"

"What else have you done with him? Your lovers aren't you?"

"I told you before, Byers and I aren't lovers." Mulder said calmly. It angered Scully to see Mulder so calm. "There is only you."

Scully lost her temper. "Bullshit! After what I saw? You expect me to believe that?"

"You only saw me take his blood, nothing else!"

"Was this the first time you've taken his blood?"

"I have to have a blood slave. Byers is the most logical choice."

"You sound like Mr. Spock!"

"This isn't Star Trek." Mulder said calmly. "Scully, don't you understand. I'm a vampire. I have to feed. The feedings mean nothing to me."

Scully couldn't believe her ears. "That's it Fox Mulder, we're finished! Do you understand? Finished! If we ever get back to our time, I am going to ask for a transfer!"

Mulder moved closer to her. "Dana,"

"God damn it! My name is Scully!" She yelled. "If you ever lay a hand on me again, or use your power to call me, I'll stake you myself!"

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Mulder stood at the window in the sitting room. He watched the sun set. He hated himself. His hunger had made him loose the woman he loved. Mulder hated being a vampire. Without the hunger, he would never have called Byers. Scully would have never seen him feed, and they would still be together.

//Center, I must center my thoughts. //

//If I'm not careful, I'll call her. //

Mulder still wore her ring. He would have to return it to her once she calmed down. He had really messed up this time. The vampire wasn't sure how he should have explained Byers. He just knew that the explanation should have been different.

//It was an orgasm of sorts. I should have admitted that. I should have told Scully that bloodtaking makes me come. //

//How would I have been able to make Scully understand? //

Mulder realized that he loved Scully that no matter what she decided, he would always love her.

Mulder could feel Barnabas's presence. He didn't turn around.

"Good evening Mulder," the older vampire told him.

"Evening." Mulder couldn't say it was good.

"What's upsetting you?"

"How do you know anything's upsetting me?" Mulder paused. "I forgot, we share a blood tie."

"Are you still quarreling with Scully?" Barnabas stood beside Mulder.

"We made up for about an hour, then..."

"What happened?"

"I went outside to think. I only wanted to think, but somehow I called Byers."

"You have to mask your thoughts when you think of your slave."

"I know that now. Scully saw me with Byers." Mulder said quietly, so quietly that only a vampire would hear. "She doesn't understand the concept of a blood slave. She thinks that I am sexually active with Byers."

"Did you try and explain to her?"

"It didn't help. I don't think she would have believed me anyway. The idea of my being a vampire is too new to her." Mulder tried to gather his thoughts. "I wanted to ask you, why can I go out during the day? If you crossed me over, shouldn't I be like you?"

"You're a werewolf. Your physiology is a bit different then regular humans. That difference made you able to go out during the day." Barnabas thought.

"You recognized it, as if you saw it before."

"The same thing happened to Tom Jennings. He was a vampire-werewolf hybrid. He didn't need home soil." Mulder could barely hear the vampires voice. "He was your cousin."

"I know who he is." Mulder closed his eyes, trying to get the vision of his younger brother's death out of his mind. "He killed someone I loved."

"Your brother."

"Exactly." Mulder decided to change the subject. "Why don't I sleep in a coffin?"

"Do you want to sleep in a coffin?" Barnabas countered.

"Not really."

"If you wanted to, I suppose you could. I don't have to sleep in a coffin. I would rather, when I'm in it, there's a lot less of a chance of being exposed to light."

"Do you have sex?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"Because I need to know if I'm normal. I've been wanting sex a lot since I've crossed over." Mulder tried to gather his thoughts. "I orgasm when I feed. Does that happen to you?"

"Of course it does. The orgasm during a feed is different then one with someone you love." Barnabas told him. "I can have sex, but I come from a different time. A time were people don't have sex the way they do in your
time."

"Wasn't 1970 in the middle of the sexual revolution?" Mulder asked.

"It might have been. The only thing was, I was crossed over in the year 1795. That time was much more conservative then 1970."

"Can I father children?"

"I have no idea." Barnabas admitted. "I haven't tried, so I don't know if you can."

"Scully said that I couldn't be dead. That I have a pulse. I thought that vampires had to be dead."

"Your humanity is dead. So in a way, you are dead."

"Is that what you meant by being dead?"

"Exactly."

Mulder thought for a moment. "I'm worried about Scully. She saw me use Byers for food."

"You could hypnotize her into forgetting what she saw." Barnabas suggested.

"If I did that, then I would be just as bad as Angelique."

"Perhaps the truth would sound different coming from someone else's lips."

Mulder looked at Barnabas. "What do you mean?"

"I could talk to her. Explain that you had no intention of betraying her."

"Scully's very stubborn, she might not believe you."

"Don't you think it's worth a try?"

"I suppose it couldn't hurt." Mulder turned and went back to his bedroom.

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Barnabas Collins had never been a good teacher. Most of the people he crossed over had gone on killing rampages before Barnabas could teach them anything. The previous crossovers had been accidental. Mulder had been the first one to stay and follow directions, the first to be crossed over on purpose.

Barnabas came into the kitchen. "How is your work Dr. Scully?"

"Good, hopefully I'll be able to bind Angelique soon." She put down the flask she was working on, and turned to the vampire. "Did you need to talk to me?"

"How much do you know about vampires?"

"Before I came to this time, I would have told you they didn't exist."

"What about now?"

"I have to admit they do exist." Scully turned back to her work. She reminded Barnabas of Julia Hoffman's dedication.

"When a vampire crosses over, and their first feed is human. Their hunger won't be truly satisfied with animals blood." Barnabas explained. "The vampire gets a slave. A person who the vampire feeds from."

"Mulder asked you to talk to me, didn't he?" Scully sounded impatient. She lifted up a vial, and looked into it. She shook it, and put the vial back down.

"He has no idea I'm here." Barnabas lied. "Because I shared blood with him, I know his feelings for you."

"He doesn't love me."

"Fox Mulder loves you more then he even loves himself. He would die before he saw you hurt."

"Yeah, and that's why he went to Byers?" Scully said sarcastically.

This woman had a sharp tongue, the same was Julia had. Barnabas would have to reason with her to make her understand. She was too intelligent for the vampire to try and hypnotize. "Exactly. If he didn't love you, he would have used you as a slave. He would have put his needs above the risk to your life." When Scully refused to answer, Barnabas said quietly. "I'll prove it to you. I'll show you what a vampires feelings for their slave is."

"How can you do that?"

Barnabas closed his eyes. He focused on Sandor, his closest slave. "Come here, I need you." Then he opened his eyes. "How long do you think the walk from the barn takes? Five minutes?"

A few minutes passed. Sandor, the husband of Madga stood in front of Barnabas. The man stood in front of Barnabas. "You wanted to see me."

"I hunger." the vampire told him.

Sandor opened the collar of his shirt. "Yes,"

"Stop!" Scully walked to Sandor. She shook the man hard. "He's in a trance!"

"Of course, he's my slave. When he goes back to his duties, he'll have no memory of what happens."

"What if you get a lover?"

"Then I will need him even more. I couldn't risk hurting my lover."

"Couldn't you feed from your lover?"

"If I did, my lover would become like him, a slave." Barnabas took the man's wrist. He pulled Sander's sleeve up, and bit down on his wrist. The slave gasped, threw his head back and moaned in ecstasy. A familiar wet patch appeared in the front of the slave's pants.

He drank deeply. When he was finished, he put Sandors wrist down. "Thank you my dear, go back to work."

"I will go back." he repeated, leaving the house.

"He orgasmed." Scully gasped. "All you had to do was take his blood, and he came."

"I think the satisfaction that Sandor gets is an exchange for the blood." Barnabas told her. "If he didn't have an orgasm, he wouldn't come when I called."

"That means your lovers."

"A vampire's slave is simply a food source." The vampire whipped the blood from his lips. He buttoned his jacket, so that his wet spot would be covered. He couldn't let Scully see what happened. It would only confuse
her more.

For an instant Barnabas could feel Scully's thoughts. //He's ashamed of what happened. // For an instant, the sight of Mulder being so went though Scully's mind. Her lover had been just as ashamed as Barnabas had.

"Will he be like that for the rest of his life?" Scully asked. "Your slave, to be used?"

"No, I'll release him when I go back to my own time."

"Have you ever been intimate with him?"

"Of course not!" Barnabas was shocked. "He's my slave, not my lover."

"I see, and what if you wanted to make him your lover?"

"That couldn't happen. I've fed from Sandor too many times. The only choice I have is to free him or cross him over." Barnabas paused. "The reason Mulder took Byers as a slave is because his hunger for you got too strong."

"What do you mean?"

"When a vampire can't have the person they love, they crave that person. The only way to make the craving livable is to take a slave."

"He took the slave because he wanted me." Scully said slowly.

"If he hadn't taken a slave, there was a risk he could have attacked you. You would have been killed."

"Mulder wouldn't do that."

"If he didn't have a slave, he would have." Barnabas left.

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Scully couldn't help but believe what Barnabas told her. Especially after his slave had come to him. She wished she could talk to Mulder, but how? Then she remembered how Barnabas had summoned Sandor. Scully closed her eyes. She envisioned Mulder in her mind. Then she spoke. "Mulder, come here!"

A few moments passed. Mulder came into the kitchen. "You summoned me. How?"

"I thought if it worked for a vampire to summon someone, that it might work the other way." Scully explained.

"So you wanted to talk to me." Mulder seemed guarded, as if he was worried he was in danger.

Scully raised her hands. "See, no stake."

"You might have one in the drawer." Mulder pointed out.

Scully pulled the closest drawer out. "Haven't had time to sharpen one."

Mulder still didn't move closer. He was afraid she realized, afraid of her. He looked her over. "Did you want me to find my own stake?"

"Of course not!" Scully took a deep breath and let it out. "I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"I know I don't have the right to be jealous after what I did."

"You didn't do anything."

"I cheated on you. I married your great-grandfather." Scully couldn't look at him. "Do you know that technically, I'm your great-grandmother?"

"You're not my great-grandmother, Heather is."

Scully looked at him. "I'm Heather. I still have her memories."

"What you did was against your will." Scully could barely hear Mulder. "If you were in your right mind, you wouldn't have married Quentin."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I know you." There was faith in Mulder's eyes.

"Why do you still believe me after all this?"

"I love you." Mulder's voice was hoarse. He looked away from Scully.

Scully went to Mulder; she reached out, touching his cheek. Mulder flinched. "I'm sorry that I was so jealous."

"I can imagine how the feeding looked like." Mulder said softly. "I came all over the place when I fed."

"The orgasm was secondary to your feeding." She told him. "I forgot that you live on blood. Forgot that you would starve to death without food."

"If I could keep you by starving, I would never feed again." Mulder vowed.

"If you did that, you would put both our lives in danger."

"When we get back to our time, I'll find another way. I won't use Byers."

"When you went to Oxford, Dr. Collins wasn't a vampire." She reminded him. "He found a cure!"

"So when we get back, we can find him."

"That's the idea." Scully walked to Mulder. This time he didn't move.

Mulder smiled for the first time. "It would be a dream come true. To be normal again."

"We'll find the cure." Scully promised.

"Together we will." Mulder kissed Scully. She put her arms around him, pulling Mulder closer.

Scully could hear voices speaking in another language. Then a man said in English. "Oh Madga, where did you put the potatoes?"

"Potatoes? We ain't got no potatoes Sandor." Madga said. "Oh..."

Mulder jumped away from Scully as if she was on fire. Scully looked over the couple. She had met Madga before, Sandor too in a way, though he didn't remember her. Mulder turned away from them, Scully could see him literally push his fangs back into his mouth.

Scully pretended to ignore Mulder. "Can I help you?"

"My Sander is hungry. I thought I could fix him some dinner."

"I need to go ask Barnabas something." With that Mulder quickly left the room.

Madga watched him leave. "When you get back to your own time, watch out for him."

"I will." Scully promised.

"He might be only an eighth Gypsy. But he has the Gypsy tragedy in him."

"Mulder's a Gypsy?" Scully asked.

Sander put his hand of Madga's arm. "Please dear, I am hungry."

"Fine, fine. Go back to your chores. I cook you something." Madga said as to a little child.

"Thank you," The man left.

"Men, so much like children." Madga clucked. She took something out of the icebox.

"Was that your husband?" Scully asked.

"Sandor's such a fool, but I don't know what I would do without him." She put the pot on the stove and turned on the fire. "With you and your Mulder, it's the same thing?"

"Yes, it is."

Madga looked Scully over. "You must be hungry too. I cook you something."

"You don't have to."

The woman shrugged. "I am cooking anyway. What difference is it if I add one more serving?"

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After eating, Madga stayed in the kitchen, cleaning the food mess. Scully went back to work on her formulas. She looked Scully over. "Why are you doing all this?"

"I am trying to devise something to help us get back to the staircase."

"What's the staircase?"

"That's how we got here. There is a magical staircase in Collinwood. It lets someone travel in time."

"So how will this help you?" Madga went to where Scully was working. She examined the potions. "Most of these are only good if your magic is good. Do you practice magic?"

"Not really, but I was taught some as a child."

Madga looked at another bottle. "A binding potion. You want to trap Angelique?"

"I want to avoid her." Scully said. "If not, bind her."

What if you cannot avoid her? And binding, she will know all your spells," the woman countered. "You will need some magic that she doesn't know."

"Your right, Angelique knows everything I do." Scully admitted.

"She does not know Gypsy magic. I would teach you how to defeat her, would you like that?"

"What would you like in return for helping me."

"Nothing," the woman's dark eyes where serious. "I do not like this Angelique. She is evil. If you can defeat her, you will be doing me a favor."

"What must I do?" Scully finally asked.

Madga gave her an old-fashioned type purse. "Inside you will find red chalk and rock salt. You must put a circle of red chalk around her, and then put the salt on top. This will contain her, she will not be able to leave the circle."

Scully attached it to her belt. "Thanks, I'll use it if I need it."

Madga grabbed Scully's arm and led her out of the room. "I have a lot of magic. It will help you. You listen carefully."

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