The Crashdown Motel
Roswell, New Mexico.
May 22nd, 2002
11:21pm

In a slightly dingy (but still one of the better out of the hundreds they had stayed in over the years) motel room. Scully was laying in bed, while Mulder was sitting on the floor beside it. The last 48hrs had involved an insane and dangerous mission to free him from the Governments web of lies and cover ups, for a murder he never committed. And a cross country trek, to get out from under the long arm of the FBI's reach. They'd had to give up their jobs, their friends and their old lives. They had to start again but they would be together this time...

"Why would I accept defeat? Why would I accept it if you won't? Mulder, you say that you've failed, but you only fail if you give up. And I know you. You can't give up. It's what I saw in you when we first met. It's what made me follow you. Why I'd do it all over again" said Scully, with all the love and admiration she held for him and seeing the darkness slowly, start to roll over him.

"Look what it's gotten you..." retorted Mulder, he had always felt that she had missed out and lost so much, by standing by his side all these years. Now that she had given up William, and gone all in with him, he worried that he was dragging her back into a life that she didn't deserve.

"And what has it gotten you? Not your sister. Nothing that you've set out for. But you won't give up, even now. You've always said that you wanna believe. But believe in what, Mulder? If this is the truth that you've been looking for, then what is left to believe in?" asked Scully, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

"I wanna believe that... the dead are not lost to us, that they speak to us, as part of something greater than us, greater than any alien force. And if you and I are powerless now, I wanna believe that if we listen to what's speaking, it can give us the power to save ourselves" confessed Mulder, thinking about all of the people they had lost.

"Then we believe the same thing" agreed Scully, and Mulder reached for the gold cross (that represented and held her faith) around her neck. Deciding in that moment, that hope and Scully were his Truth now.

He pressed his thumb to her lips and she kissed it, softly.

Mulder crawled into bed with Scully, pulling her into a his warm embrace.

"Maybe there's hope" whispered Mulder, to no one in particular and the entire Universe.

It was a sort of prayer for their future. For the first time in a really long time, he felt calm and ready to move on with his life.

Scully was in his arms... and that was all he needed in his life now.

Sixteen Years Later

After going on the run from the many enemies that they had encountered in their search for the Truth, including a cabal called the Syndicate (which was hell bent on breeding human/alien hybrids) and the higher ups at the FBI. They had created a peaceful life for themselves in rural Virginia. In the Ordinary House. Until the darkness had finally found them again, tearing them apart and breaking both of their hearts in the process. In 2016, when a billionaire who believed in EBEs came knocking, they were led back to each other and the FBI. But they still didn't have their son. Their miracle child, William. Scully had given William up (to protect him). Telling Mulder that she had given away the son they fought so hard to have... had broken her, almost beyond repair. William was looking for them, for the mother that came to him in his dreams, of so often. For the Doctor, with the soulful, blue eyes and fiery red hair. By the time William found Scully and Mulder, everything was against them. You can only fight the future for so long, before you realise that the cards were stacked against you from the beginning. Finding William, to only lose him all over again was the hardest thing both of them had ever gone through in their lives. But they knew he would want them to finally start their lives together. And remember him, always! They would always have each other and that could be enough now.

Like with William. They'd have to wait but just like their miracle, hope would come... when they least expected it.