Dana Scully
I was in the hospital. I felt terribly bad, with every moment my body was losing the last bit of strength.
4 hours ago, Mulder brought hope with him to the hospital. That hope was the chip I found in my neck after the abduction. Mulder said it would help my cancer go away. My mother and brother did not want to hear about the idea of implanting any chips in me, but due to Mulder and the lack of other methods, I agreed to it.
So far nothing was happening, and with every moment he was breaking down more and more and blaming himself for my illness, even though he shouldn't have. I heard my older brother Bill laugh at his 'haunted' theory that I was supposed to get better. I felt bad about it, even though I knew that he was used to such behavior towards him. Bill shouldn't make fun of him. Mulder did everything he could, and I knew he cared about me.
I heard him screaming when no one wanted to tell him where I was after entering the hospital, and then I saw him break away from Skinner to run to me. He took a big risk then, because he was officially dead as of this morning.
My brother and mother came to tell me goodbye. After my mother left, I asked Bill if he knew where Mulder was. He said no and that I shouldn't worry about him because he probably hunts aliens, and then he left. I rolled over and fell asleep
Fox Mulder
It was the middle of the night and I decided to go to her. When I entered the room, she was sleeping, which was not strange because it was late. I walked over to her bed. Scully's face took on a tired look. I looked at her for a moment and then I knelt down, put my head next to hers, grabbed her hand and started crying. Tears dripped from my eyes onto the hospital mattress. I blamed myself for her illness and couldn't bear the fact that I would lose her.
And then I understood. Over the course of 4 years, we became very close, and I realized that I wanted something more than friendship. But now it was too late. I'll be left alone. Completely alone... And then I heard that wonderful voice that I can no longer listen to, even though I would like to.
- Mulder? What are you doing here? Are you crying?
I hurriedly looked up, still holding Scully's hand.
- Mulder, don't blame yourself... It's not your fault. - I saw tears in her eyes.
- Scully, listen to me.
- No, Mulder, you listen to me. It's NOT your fault...
I interrupted her:
- Scully, listen! I love you. And I can't stand the thought that... that it's because of me that you're lying here, that I didn't tell you about it earlier...
Tears came to my eyes and I couldn't control it. Scully got up, although it was difficult. She turned to face me and said:
- Mulder...I-I...I feel the same way...
I looked into her eyes. And although I couldn't see them clearly through my tears, I knew that these were the same eyes that 4 years ago had looked curiously at the walls of my office for the first time. We looked at each other for a long time until we finally leaned towards each other and connected our lips in a gentle kiss. After a while, we both pulled away and wiped our tear-stained eyes and cheeks with tissues. I helped Scully lie back down while I moved the chair closer to the bed and sat down in it.
- If you don't mind, I'll stay with you a little longer.
- I don't. - Scully replied with a weak smile and held out her hand to me. I handed it to her and, holding each other, we passed the night. We looked at each other for a moment, and after a few minutes Scully closed her eyes. I did it too.
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