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A piercing cry erupted through out the barren field. Not a soul dare to move- for all knew that the scene that laid before them was not one from imagination or fear but one that nightmares were constructed of.
The pain that filtered from the cry seeped into every pore of the scene. All eyes were down cast- finding the dried aged earth of great interest. The birds dare not to sing, for there was no joy. Everything broke that day.
The decomposing John Doe, that the animals had protected, was once loved. It was loved by the woman weeping with her soul. Dana collapsed at first sight of his graying body. With all her strength she crawled ever so definitely to his side. With each movement another tear fell, another part of her soul gone.
Finally Dana was so close to his body that she held out her hand – just out of reach. Close enough, that if this all turned to be joke, he could cover the rest ground to enclose his hand in hers. Yet, far enough away that she could not feel the coldness that had infiltrated his body.
Dana had searched and fought for him so much. She had given up any chance of ever coming back from where he left her. And at the end of the day, with this scene as undeniable evidence, he had left her. It was as plain, simple and cold as the earth that they both laid upon.
Fox William Mulder had loved and forsaken Dana Katherine Scully with all the pain, with all the lose and all the darkness.
