It seemed to him that in that instant, as he looked at her wide-eyed, as if a halo of fire rested against her hair
- dimming its brightness and casting her face into shadow - and behind her there appeared, in the same
instant, to be the faintest suggestion of tall wings falling sharply back into shadow.
It only lasted a second, but as he stared at her, unwilling or unable - never able, later, to tell which - to avert
his eyes, it seemed to last an eternity. Her eyes were full of something he could not quite quantify - but he
could identify parts of it. There was pity there, and ...
Fuck.
Jesus, Scully, why didn't you say something?
In that moment of realisation, the enchantment, or whatever it was, wore off. He found himself back kneeling
on the road, with blood all over him as he tried to staunch the flow of blood from his partner's chest. He knew
that she had lost far too much blood to live, but somehow his conscious mind would not process the fact.
Omigodomigodomigod. Scully?
Scully?
Dana Scully died where she fell. The ambulance her frantic partner had called for did not arrive in time;
Mulder never afterwards forgave himself for putting them in such a situation.
But he knew that whatever happened, he could never forget his clear, bright angel.
- dimming its brightness and casting her face into shadow - and behind her there appeared, in the same
instant, to be the faintest suggestion of tall wings falling sharply back into shadow.
It only lasted a second, but as he stared at her, unwilling or unable - never able, later, to tell which - to avert
his eyes, it seemed to last an eternity. Her eyes were full of something he could not quite quantify - but he
could identify parts of it. There was pity there, and ...
Fuck.
Jesus, Scully, why didn't you say something?
In that moment of realisation, the enchantment, or whatever it was, wore off. He found himself back kneeling
on the road, with blood all over him as he tried to staunch the flow of blood from his partner's chest. He knew
that she had lost far too much blood to live, but somehow his conscious mind would not process the fact.
Omigodomigodomigod. Scully?
Scully?
Dana Scully died where she fell. The ambulance her frantic partner had called for did not arrive in time;
Mulder never afterwards forgave himself for putting them in such a situation.
But he knew that whatever happened, he could never forget his clear, bright angel.