by Tesla

"He winced at the thought of Scully. She had shot Donny Pfaster, and he had covered for her; how much did he despise himself for compromising the truth, even for her; how much did she despise him for doing it, despise herself for acquiescing? Once, every compromise of The Truth had been a torture to him. Now he was sitting in staff meetings lying to ASACs about his profiles, subverting a straight arrow like Dave Henderson to the point that he was more paranoid than Mulder. The truth was that he was happy neither here nor there."

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