The sound of footsteps in the dark made her open her eyes »
Her mind ran through how long it would take her to sit up, open the bedside drawer, pull out her weapon, train it at her intruder. The footsteps grew louder, like her heartbeat. Behind her, Mulder made a noise, lifted a hand over her hip before running it up her body towards her neck.
“Scully,” the voice came from the door. Mulder’s voice, she realised, too late, as the hand clamped over her mouth and her scream was shoved back down her throat.