Disclaimer: I don't own The X Files or we would have seen much more MSR fire!
Spoilers: The End, The Beginning and I think before One Son.
A/N: I'm going to change the POV as the story goes on… I'll warn you at the beginning of every chapter who's POV it is. And please, I live for reviews and I breathe what you guys have to say to me. So click that beautiful little green button at the end of the page. Thank you!
It's been almost six months since that fire in our office and our partnership has never seen worst times. I don't know what to do anymore…I don't know if I should push him to talk to me about his feelings or if I should just let him be. Except that I can't stand to see him going through emotional hell all alone.
And whose fault is that? Hers…The woman that came barging in to our lives without any explanation and turned them upside down. Specially his. I've never seen him so withdrawn like this. I've noticed it since she first spoke in that conference room about how that kid 'sensed' that he was going to get shot at. He looked at her kid of like the way I look at him when he starts to drabble about all those crazy theories of his. He was skeptical, not about what she said but about her.
I saw them holding hands and 'having a moment' and I couldn't bring myself to interrupt that. They seemed close. And then I discovered that they had shared a past together, although what kind of past I wasn't quite sure.
We have been reassigned and the X Files have been reopened without us running the show. They were in charge of that basement office now. Agents Jeffrey Spender and Diana Fowley. Both of us have been affected by how things had turned out after that whole Antarctica story. Things have changed between us and I was afraid that it wasn't in a good way.
It's been almost six years since we started working together. At first neither of us knew what we had put ourselves into. HE told me about his sister and his frantic search for the truth. I was amazed about his passion and his will to persevere. Then I got abducted, had cancer, found out that I was left barren because of the tests they had done to me. Our partnership grew into a friendship based on trust. We both trusted each other with our lives. Now I was afraid that that trust that took us so long to built was shaken and I wasn't the one to blame. He was and it was time for us to face the facts.