This is just a snippet.   Just a short glimpse into Mulder's childhood.

They're not mine.  I just took Mulder out to be abused for a little while, I'll return him in the same condition I found him...  physically, at least.  <eg>

I'll Find Her

by ShrinkingViolet

"You little bastard!  You let them take her!  It should have been you!  They should have taken you!"  Screamed William Mulder as he shook his 13-year-old so hard the boy's teeth rattled.

Fox knew his arms would be bruised in the morning but didn't care; he'd had much worse, especially since Samantha had disappeared.  A mantra ran through his head as he stared blankly into his father's furious, alcohol reddened face.  My fault, he thought, my fault my faultmy faultmyfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfault...

Only dimly did he notice when his father dropped him in exchange for a glass filled to the rim with Jack Daniel's and the casual kick to his ribs.  He curled up into a ball and made a silent vow.

I'll find her, Dad.  I'll find her.  I promise.

ShrinkingViolet , Newbie deciple of Mulder angst