Title: Self-Fulfilling Prophecy (Drabble)
Rating: PG13/T
Author: Singing Violin (Pearl on Ephemeral/Gossamer)
Category: VHA
Spoilers: My Struggle II, Clyde Bruchman's Final Repose
Summary: As Scully's trying to care for a deathly ill Mulder, he takes matters into his own hands, literally.
Disclaimer: The X-Files characters and universe are not mine.
Archiving: Anywhere, just let me know.

Mulder looked worse than Scully could have possibly anticipated. And he wasn't breathing.

Gasping, she noticed the belt around his neck and immediately began to loosen it. She hoped it wasn't too late.

Glancing down, she realized his hands were tucked into his underwear, which peeked out from his unzippered pants.

Laying him down, she began rescue breathing, to no avail. As she rose to gasp in breath, she spotted a note on the floor.

Not supposed to die from the sickness, it read. Clyde Bruchman told me how. Forgive me.

Undecided between laughing and crying, she did both simultaneously.