Nadia looked at the x-rays that were posted up on the light screen. Her black hair blue eyes and strange clothes gave her the appearance to be either a gypsy or a hippie. She usually wore a head band to keep her hair off her face and at this point in time the pink bandana she had used made her look like she was from the 60's. She frowned and then adjusted her point of vision so that she could see them clearer. Then she smiled and turned to the tall man that stood beside her. His hazel eyes glared back at her with concern.
"Kita can probably do something for her," Nadia said calmly.
"Nadia, are you serious?" He asked her.
"Yes," she replied. The man was so overjoyed that he hugger her tightly. Nadia grinned and then pushed him away from her. She readjusted her headband and ran a hand through her long black hair.
Dana Scully sat at her desk as she watched her partner Fox Mulder talking to the tall black haired hippie woman. She groaned thinking that this woman was there to drag them to another hick-town to try and solve something stupid. She closed her eyes and realized how bad her headache had gotten over the last five minutes.
When she re-opened them she saw the room spinning and she felt very sick to her stomach. She got up from her chair, intending to go to the bathroom when she realized she was too dizzy to walk. She sunk to her knees and vomited in the waste paper basket. Mulder's gaze shot over to her and he immediately rushed to her side and bent down to the floor, holding her hair out of her face as she threw up.
His eyes widened when he saw the blood that was falling in a sickening motion from her mouth. Nadia slowly walked over to them and saw the concern on Mulder's face. Scully pushed herself into a sitting position and grabbed a tissue from Mulder's desk and wiped her mouth shakily. Her hands were shaking as she leaned against him for support.
"It's getting worse Mulder…" She said softly. Nadia chewed her bottom lip in stress. Mulder breathed deeply and Nadia could see him trying to will away the tears that threatened to form in his eyes. Without warning Scully's nose started bleeding like mad. Mulder jumped and grabbed a handful of Kleenex and held it to her nose gently.
"Nadia, call 911 please," Mulder rushed as he felt Scully's body trembling in his arms. Nadia nodded and picked up the phone, quickly dialling for the medics.
"Five minutes," she said softly after hanging up the phone.
"Mulder, I'm so scared…" Scully confessed as her nose stopped bleeding.
"I know Scully, I am too," Mulder admitted. Scully was breathing heavily, she was obviously exhausted, she rarely had energy anymore. After a few minutes Mulder realized that she had slipped into unconsciousness. He exhaled shakily and allowed a few tears to glide down his face silently.
Nadia stood away from them, beside the door. She knew what Mulder was going through, her husband had been diagnosed with cancer two years before and Kita Sutherland had saved him. Kita was her older sister and she was a neurological oncologist that did things her own way, and managed to save more people than she could count.
Kita was strange though, she was cold with people and it took her a long time to trust anyone. Nadia sighed, she loved her sister dearly but they were so different. Nadia was Kita's assistant and she would research each case presented to them and see if there was anything to be done.
A week ago Fox Mulder had called and said that his partner was dying and that he was desperate to save her, he then told Nadia he would give up everything for her. She had told him that she would come and review the previous diagnosis and x-rays next week and see if Kita could do anything. That was a week ago and now Nadia stood watching the woman dying slowly. She hoped the medics would get there soon.
"God Kita, you have to help her…" Nadia thought as she watched Mulder gently stroking Scully's hair. Then there was avid talking and as Nadia peeped around the door she saw the medics rushing down the hall. She breathed a sigh of relief. As the medics took care of Scully Nadia ran up the stairs and out into the car park. She pulled her cell phone out and dialled Kita's number.
"Kita? It's Nadia; can you meet me at Washington Memorial? Yeah, that woman I came to investigate today is really sick, God what am I kidding? She's on the brink of death Kita. You have to do something; I don't think her partner will do very well without her. Yes, I know, okay, I'll get updated x-rays and blood samples the minute I get to the hospital. Okay, see you soon." Nadia rushed as she got into her car, buckled her seat belt and threw the car into drive. "Hold on, please just hold on," Nadia whispered as she turned onto the busy street.