Eternal Punishment: Play the Game by Mulderslady
WIP Part 1 of?

Part of the What if stories universe                                        
                                             
                    
DISCLAIMER: They don't belong to me, wish they did. Only Shane Kelly,
John Havers, Sebastian Rose, Sebastian True, Lara, Gini, Nickole
Buchanan and Mais Cooper do. 
RATING: P.G.-13 to NC-17           
CLASSIFICATION: S, Alternative Universe kinda, A, Mental and
Physical MT, MSR, S/O, WIP
KEYWORDS: MSR, Mulder angst, AU kinda, Mental and physical
Muldertorture, S/O, WIP.
SPOILERS: None that I know of.  CC couldn't think of anything this
slightly coherent. Need proof? See Season 8. :0)
URL: http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Capsule/5160/whatif.html
FEEDBACK: Please!!! at damacia@home.com
ARCHIVE: Oh yeah, anywhere!!
SUMMARY: What if a serial killer's fantasy is for Mulder to eternally play
his game? Part of the What if Universe, a group of stories that ask the ever
intriguing
question, What if . . .


Note:  This story is hardcore MT.  There you were warned, don't blame me
for heart attacks and the like. :0)




June 1st, 1990-Baltimore, Maryland




Mulder ran into his house quickly
"Lara! Lara!"  He screamed at the top of his lungs, a group of FBI agent's
following after him
"Search the house."
"Lara! Sebastian?!"  Mulder screamed, crumpling the note in his hand as
he searched room after room, not seeing his family.
"Sebastian! LARA! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ANSWER ME DAMN
IT!"
"Mulder calm down, maybe she's out with a friend." His partner Reggie
Perdue said calmly secretly hoping he was right.
"No! Her cars here, there is no way she's out anywhere without her car. 
She loves that thing, she doesn't ride with anyone. Especially not now, not
with Havers around.  He sent this note to me to taunt me!"  Mulder looked
at the note again, frustrated. 
'Look in your own backyard, Foxy.'  
"Backyard." he muttered, running out back stopping cold when he saw
them.  Lara,  face down in Sebastian's kiddie pool, the water red with
blood, Sebastian, hanging from the clothesline, swaying gently with the
breeze.
"OH crap!" Reggie said when he saw what stopped Mulder, and he ran to
hold Mulder back. Mulder pushed him away, running to Lara.
"Lara? Lara honey? Oh baby come on speak to me."  he said turning her
over, seeing the deep slash marks in her face, neck and chest.  Her hands
were floating free from her body in the pool.  Mulder gulped, going over to
Sebastian. The boy's eyes were closed, a small caliber bullet hole between
his eyes, his neck twisted in the clothesline.  Mulder trembled as he touched
his son's sneakers.
"Mulder don't touch him without gloves, he could have what we need to
catch him. Mulder?" Reggie said trying to remain objective.
"He wore them.  He wore my sneakers.  I just bought them for him
yesterday . . . I didn't think they'd fit.  God, he was getting so big."  Reggie
touched Mulder's shoulder sympathetically
"Mulder, I'm so sorry."  The forensics team moved to get Sebastian down
and Mulder pulled his gun on them making them freeze.
"Don't touch him." Mulder growled
"We . . . "
"He's my son! No one touches him but me."
"Yes sir, lets get the woman."  They said leaving quickly.  Mulder held
Sebastian to him gently as he untwisted the rope from his neck.  His limp
body fell into Mulder's arms and he hugged it tightly, finally letting the
tears come.  Reggie tried to think of something to say, but he couldn't.
What was there to say? The crazy fuck killed his family, killed his best
friends family.  Reggie kneeled next to Mulder, holding him as he sobbed.