A/N: Woohoo! Chapter 2! If you haven't already been bored to death, you deserve a
medal. Cuz anyone with the patience to read this is lucky.......I'm sorry if the person
gets mixed up (like 1rst person, third person, 2nd person......) As I said, this was 3
stories and I'm like half way done (this isn't the halfway point. this is editing process)
and I still can't tell which person it's in.......
Disclaimer: I own Mulder's neighbors (Mario Aguilar, Marian Schwarz), I still own
Anna and if Luke Nicholas appears, I own him. I own the supposedly handsome
doctor
too *wiggles eyebrows*. I don't own Mulder, Scully, Reyes, Skinner, blah blah
blah.........
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"'I love you, Fox' she said. I love you.....love. She loved me, man. She fucking loved
me and I
screwed it up!" I had already drank 5 shots, 3 cans of beer and a glass of wine.
Oblivious to everyone in the bar, I shouted "SHE LOVED ME!!! And I went to work
and left her alone."
People started to get up and leave the bar. "Look, mate" I heard a strange English
voice say. "I think you've had enough." I looked at him blankly and suddenly
stumbled over. "Whoa, mate! I think I better get you back home. Where do you live?"
I gave him another blank stare.
"I'm alive?" I asked drunkenly. "God Damn! I *am* alive! KILL ME NOW!!!!" I
shouted.
"I guess I better bring you back to my place. I don't want you getting hurt." The
Englishman stated calmly.
"Just don't play with me while I'm asleep, baby." I teased and leaned forward to kiss
the Englishman. He pulled away.
"I don't think so, mate. Not now. You're smashed."
"I know you are, but what am I?" I teased.
"As I said, lets go home." The Englishman said with finality.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Both of us struggled to get through the doorway. "Couch" The Englishman said, but I
had already collapsed on the floor. "Well, I guess you could sleep there too, mate." he
said obviously not expecting an answer, but received a half groan, half grunt in return.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
I looked around. "Good morning, sunshine." a thick English accent spoke behind me.
"This your place?" I asked blankly.
"I sure hope it is, mate. Otherwise I'm in deep shit." he smiled. "I'm Luke Nicholas. I
brought you here last night. You were completely smashed."
I tried to remember back to then. Last night.....it seemed so long ago. "If you don't
mind me asking, but, who are you?" I snapped back to reality.
"Sorry. Fox Mulder." I extended a hand which was accepted. "Just a bit hang over I
think." I said.
"A bit?" Luke laughed. By the way you were acting last night, I'm surprized your head
hasn't caved in!" I had to smile at that. I had been drunk before, I've even been
downright pissed, but last night was something else. I wouldn't of been drunk, but
Anna had to not have a job. No, it wasn't Anna's fault. It was my fault. All my
fault. Why did I have to go to work. I could of just spent time with Anna. I've done it
before.
"Excuse me, Fox?" Luke interrupted my thoughts once again. "I don't mean to pry,
but last night you were saying something about 'she loved me'. I'm just curious, but
what happened?"
My cheeks burned. Why was I getting embarrassed? It wasn't embarrassing, or was it?
Had I made a total dick of myself last night? "It's a long story......" I started to say.
"Shit, I've got to be at work. Are you going to be at the bar again tonight?"
Luke thought for a second. "I suppose I am now." he said casually.
"I'll be there at seven." I said quickly and headed for the door. "And thanks, Luke.
That was really nice, what you did last night." I flashed a flirtatious smile and left.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Where were you, Mr. I'll blame myself for everything?" Scully mocked, trying to
make me feel half way decent.
"Piss off....." I mumbled. She gave me an icy stare and I raised my hands to show that
I was sorry.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments, but was eventually
interrupted by a knock at the door. I turned around to see Anna.
"What is it?" I heard Scully ask. I turned to see what she was motioning to.
Everything looked in place, so I turned back to Anna. She was gone. I looked around
for her, but she was nowhere in sight.
"What is wrong with you, Mulder?" I ignored Scully's question and walked out of my
basement office. She was here. I know she was.
By now everyone was starting to stare. "Agent Mulder," I heard the new agent's voice
call out. I quickly turned to look at her. Monica Reyes wasn't what I was looking for.
She was just an obstacle in my search. "What are you doing?" she asked with a slight
sound of annoyance in her voice. I decided to look beyond her, not at her. I learnt this
trick from the movie 'Patch Adams'. Look beyond the problem, to the solution. So I
did just that.
And I saw Anna again. She was staring straight at me in disbelief. "How
could you?" she whispered. How could I what?
"I don't know what your talking about." I said out loud.
"What?!?!?!" Agent Reyes practically screamed. "Haven't you been listening to
anything I've been saying?" She looked at me in disgust.
"Look beyond the problem, Monica." I said and went back down to my secluded
office.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Mulder, you stopped seeing that psychiatrist of yours, didn't you?" Assistant Director
Skinner asked accusingly.
"Yeah, about two years ago." I retorted sarcastically.
"I don't need the sarcasm, Mulder. You have serious issues, but you're not willing to
admit it." What did he mean 'serious issues'? A few people who are close to me get
abducted by aliens. How normal am I supposed to act?
"I want you to go home and make an appointment with the psychiatrist." he said
angrily.
"But-" I started.
"Now!" he yelled and I left, both of us knowing that I wasn't going to make the
appointment.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
As I walked up my apartment block stairs, I heard voices. My neighbors. "What are
we going to tell him?" I heard Mrs. Schwarz ask someone. An old man snorted.
"I tell him nothing. It was you, Marian, who found her." Mario Aguilar, the old
Mexican debated.
"He's going to be so heartbroken." Marian continued to say. As I made my way closer
to my apartment, I could see little droplets of blood on the timber floors. Something
was defidently wrong. I walked into my already open apartment and looked at my two
neighbors. They were up to something.
"Fox, honey." Marian soothed. "There was someone in here. She left when I came."
"All your electrical stuff gone!" Mario stated loudly. "Some stupid son of a bitch
come in here and steal Mr. Mulder's belongings." I looked around. What Mario said
wasn't a lie. All my electrical; my TV, VCR, laptop, phone, and answering machine
were gone. There was probably more, but that's all I could see.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Oh, Fox! It was so frightening!" Marian exclaimed.
"Horrible! I cannot believe such a quiet building could be robbed so easily!" Mario
joined in.
"Yes, it is horrible and unbelievable. But what happened?" I asked once again.
"That pretty little brunette, well, I think she actually died her hair dark red a few
months ago, but that pretty little lady that used to come around all the time." Marian
started to babble.
"Mr. Mulder doesn't care whether the girl had blonde hair or brown hair or red hair.
All he wants is his belongings. I hear those FBI agents have very special information
in their carry-around-computers." Mario argued.
I walked away from their argument and went to see the damage. "Where are you
going, Mr. Mulder?" I heard Mario call out as if I was adventuring into an unknown
jungle.
"Away, until you sort your story of what happened out." I called back angrily.
I walked into the kitchen. No harm done. Surprize, surprize. The bedroom had been
knocked around though. My alarm clock was gone. Everything that could be turned
inside out was. My closet door was open with all of its contents sprawled across the
floor. Great. As if my apartment wasn't messy enough. I stopped at the bathroom
door. It was closed. I tried to open it. Locked.
I rammed into the door. Still stuck. Mario and Marian came running in. "What's all
the commotion about, Fox?" Marion asked.
"Mario, help me barge open the door." I ordered. He did as he was told. We rammed
into it several times. It eventually opened.
I walked inside the compact room with Marian and Mario following. I froze at the
horrid sight in the shower/tub. "Mr. Mulder!" Mario exclaimed. "It's probably not as
bad as it seems" But it was. There was Anna, unconscious in the tub.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Later, that night at the hospital, Anna was revived and in a stable condition. The
doctors still didn't know how she sustained the injuries she had, but I know. I had
been through the whole terrifying process before. So had my sister, my partner and
now my girlfriend.
No matter what happens, the experience continues to haunt people. Firstly the lights,
the you are in the middle of a completely white room with only the metal table that
you lie naked on. That's when the machinery comes. Drills, blades and saws. Every
tool imaginable. They saw and cut you open, looking for any information about
human
society and how they would be able to conquer, then colonize. They would take over
the way you live and make it seem as if you are under their complete control.
My thoughts were interrupted by a doctor. "Mr. Mulder, I advise you go home and get
some rest. She.....has a condition we wish to examine." I looked at him strangely.
"What kind of condition?" I asked suspiciously.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you. Patient confidentiality." he replied and walked away.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
*A WEEK AND A HALF LATER*
There was a knock at my door. "Come in!" I called out. I knew it would be Anna.
The door knob turned and, sheepishly, Anna entered the apartment. I went over to my
lover and kissed her gently on the lips. "I missed you." I whispered. "and I made a
dinner fit for a queen." She smiled back at me gratefully, but jerked away and clutched
her stomach.
"What's wrong?" I asked, but Anna started sobbing uncontrollably. "Anna!" I
screamed, but she just crouched on the ground holding her stomach.
I ran to the phone and dialed 911.
"Hello? What's the problem?" the operator answered.
"My girlfriend. She's....I don't know. She won't tell me what's wrong. She's doubled
over on the floor and crying." I informed.
"OK, do you have *any* idea what's wrong, sir?" the operator asked calmly.
"Stomach pains. I don't know! I'm not a fucking doctor!" I snapped back. "Just get an
ambulance over here!"
"Sir, it's important that you remain calm. Tell me where you live." I told her my
address and was informed that an ambulance would be there as soon as possible.
I ran over to my girlfriend. "Anna, please tell me what's happening." I soothed, but
she shook her head and started crying some more.
"You'll hate me." she managed to get out between sobs.
"No, Anna, I won't. Just tell me." I whispered to the sobbing girl. Anna opened her
mouth to say something, but rolled her eyes back and fell.
"Anna!" I yelled. "Shit, Anna! Wake up! Please wake up."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
I sat on the little plastic chair outside of Anna's hospital room.
The doctor came and sat beside me, but I didn't take notice. As if reading my
thoughts, the doctor answered. "Did you know that Anna was pregnant?" I jerked my
head up and looked at the young doctor. His handsome face wrinkling with the normal
worries of a doctor.
"Are you serious?" I asked in disbelief. The doctor shook his head. "By me?"
"Well, has she been loyal to you? You *are* her boyfriend, right?" I nodded.
"Do you know how old the baby is?" I asked, growing to the fact that I could be a
father.
"Ummm....oh god. You see, she had an abortion."
"What? But she wouldn't. I didn't....are you sure?" I stammered.
The doctor sighed. "She told us about. A doctor friend of hers told her where to go,
some place in New York, and she went. She had it done early this morning, then came
back here just a couple hours ago. That's when she went to your place and you know
the rest."
My jaw dropped slightly open in complete disbelief. "So did something go wrong? I
mean, is she okay?" The doctor gave me a warm smile.
"Don't worry, she's all right. We're going to keep her here for a couple of days
though, just to make sure. And no, nothing went wrong. That's pretty normal when a
woman has an abortion and they don't go straight home to rest. Don't worry, Mr.
Mulder, she'll be just fine."
I nodded. "Can I go in and see her?"
"Of course. But don't expect her to talk all that much." The doctor answered, rose
from the plastic chair and went into the next room to continue his job.
I took a deep breath and got up to see my angel. Before I entered the room, I looked in
through the window in the door. She looked sad and lonely, but still beautiful. I
opened the door and walked in quietly. Anna glanced up at me, but immediately
looked away.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I asked her in a hushed voice, trying not to
disturb the naturally silent room, "Why couldn't you tell me, Anna?"
Tears filled the young woman's eyes. "I was afraid you would stop loving me." she
whispered. "I love you so much, Fox, that I didn't want you to leave me because I got
pregnant."
"It was mine, right? Please tell me it was mine." Mulder pleaded to his quietly
sobbing girlfriend. She nodded.
"I would *never* cheat on you, Fox. Deep down you know that, and I know that about
you."
"You should of told me-"
"-Please don't." Anna cut in. "Please don't make me feel worse than I already do."
"I would never purposely do that." I lulled. "But, how did you find out about the clinic
in New York."
Anna broke eye contact with me.
"Anna.......please. I need to know." Anna nodded and took a deep breath.
"Dana." she whispered.
"Scully? But when? How?" Anna put her finger to my lips to silence me.
"Enough questions. I'm tired, Fox. And you should go home. You have to be at work
in a couple of hours." I opened my mouth to protest. "No! You *will* go home and
you *will* go to work."
"And at my lunch break and after work I *will* come to visit you." I whispered to my
beautiful Anna and kissed her forehead. "I still love and I will always love you no
matter what happens."
"I love you too." She replied and closed her eyes as a signal for me to leave.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I whispered and left her room. I thought as
he exited the hospital.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Anna lay her head back into the pillows. I lied to him. She thought sourly to
herself.
A gray mist floated into her mind and she rolled her eyes back unwillingly and let
blackness sweep over her life.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
woo! long chapter....uuuhhhh....shit, I've probably TOTALLY bored you to death, but
that's life I suppose.
medal. Cuz anyone with the patience to read this is lucky.......I'm sorry if the person
gets mixed up (like 1rst person, third person, 2nd person......) As I said, this was 3
stories and I'm like half way done (this isn't the halfway point. this is editing process)
and I still can't tell which person it's in.......
Disclaimer: I own Mulder's neighbors (Mario Aguilar, Marian Schwarz), I still own
Anna and if Luke Nicholas appears, I own him. I own the supposedly handsome
doctor
too *wiggles eyebrows*. I don't own Mulder, Scully, Reyes, Skinner, blah blah
blah.........
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"'I love you, Fox' she said. I love you.....love. She loved me, man. She fucking loved
me and I
screwed it up!" I had already drank 5 shots, 3 cans of beer and a glass of wine.
Oblivious to everyone in the bar, I shouted "SHE LOVED ME!!! And I went to work
and left her alone."
People started to get up and leave the bar. "Look, mate" I heard a strange English
voice say. "I think you've had enough." I looked at him blankly and suddenly
stumbled over. "Whoa, mate! I think I better get you back home. Where do you live?"
I gave him another blank stare.
"I'm alive?" I asked drunkenly. "God Damn! I *am* alive! KILL ME NOW!!!!" I
shouted.
"I guess I better bring you back to my place. I don't want you getting hurt." The
Englishman stated calmly.
"Just don't play with me while I'm asleep, baby." I teased and leaned forward to kiss
the Englishman. He pulled away.
"I don't think so, mate. Not now. You're smashed."
"I know you are, but what am I?" I teased.
"As I said, lets go home." The Englishman said with finality.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Both of us struggled to get through the doorway. "Couch" The Englishman said, but I
had already collapsed on the floor. "Well, I guess you could sleep there too, mate." he
said obviously not expecting an answer, but received a half groan, half grunt in return.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
I looked around. "Good morning, sunshine." a thick English accent spoke behind me.
"This your place?" I asked blankly.
"I sure hope it is, mate. Otherwise I'm in deep shit." he smiled. "I'm Luke Nicholas. I
brought you here last night. You were completely smashed."
I tried to remember back to then. Last night.....it seemed so long ago. "If you don't
mind me asking, but, who are you?" I snapped back to reality.
"Sorry. Fox Mulder." I extended a hand which was accepted. "Just a bit hang over I
think." I said.
"A bit?" Luke laughed. By the way you were acting last night, I'm surprized your head
hasn't caved in!" I had to smile at that. I had been drunk before, I've even been
downright pissed, but last night was something else. I wouldn't of been drunk, but
Anna had to not have a job. No, it wasn't Anna's fault. It was my fault. All my
fault. Why did I have to go to work. I could of just spent time with Anna. I've done it
before.
"Excuse me, Fox?" Luke interrupted my thoughts once again. "I don't mean to pry,
but last night you were saying something about 'she loved me'. I'm just curious, but
what happened?"
My cheeks burned. Why was I getting embarrassed? It wasn't embarrassing, or was it?
Had I made a total dick of myself last night? "It's a long story......" I started to say.
"Shit, I've got to be at work. Are you going to be at the bar again tonight?"
Luke thought for a second. "I suppose I am now." he said casually.
"I'll be there at seven." I said quickly and headed for the door. "And thanks, Luke.
That was really nice, what you did last night." I flashed a flirtatious smile and left.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Where were you, Mr. I'll blame myself for everything?" Scully mocked, trying to
make me feel half way decent.
"Piss off....." I mumbled. She gave me an icy stare and I raised my hands to show that
I was sorry.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments, but was eventually
interrupted by a knock at the door. I turned around to see Anna.
"What is it?" I heard Scully ask. I turned to see what she was motioning to.
Everything looked in place, so I turned back to Anna. She was gone. I looked around
for her, but she was nowhere in sight.
"What is wrong with you, Mulder?" I ignored Scully's question and walked out of my
basement office. She was here. I know she was.
By now everyone was starting to stare. "Agent Mulder," I heard the new agent's voice
call out. I quickly turned to look at her. Monica Reyes wasn't what I was looking for.
She was just an obstacle in my search. "What are you doing?" she asked with a slight
sound of annoyance in her voice. I decided to look beyond her, not at her. I learnt this
trick from the movie 'Patch Adams'. Look beyond the problem, to the solution. So I
did just that.
And I saw Anna again. She was staring straight at me in disbelief. "How
could you?" she whispered. How could I what?
"I don't know what your talking about." I said out loud.
"What?!?!?!" Agent Reyes practically screamed. "Haven't you been listening to
anything I've been saying?" She looked at me in disgust.
"Look beyond the problem, Monica." I said and went back down to my secluded
office.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Mulder, you stopped seeing that psychiatrist of yours, didn't you?" Assistant Director
Skinner asked accusingly.
"Yeah, about two years ago." I retorted sarcastically.
"I don't need the sarcasm, Mulder. You have serious issues, but you're not willing to
admit it." What did he mean 'serious issues'? A few people who are close to me get
abducted by aliens. How normal am I supposed to act?
"I want you to go home and make an appointment with the psychiatrist." he said
angrily.
"But-" I started.
"Now!" he yelled and I left, both of us knowing that I wasn't going to make the
appointment.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
As I walked up my apartment block stairs, I heard voices. My neighbors. "What are
we going to tell him?" I heard Mrs. Schwarz ask someone. An old man snorted.
"I tell him nothing. It was you, Marian, who found her." Mario Aguilar, the old
Mexican debated.
"He's going to be so heartbroken." Marian continued to say. As I made my way closer
to my apartment, I could see little droplets of blood on the timber floors. Something
was defidently wrong. I walked into my already open apartment and looked at my two
neighbors. They were up to something.
"Fox, honey." Marian soothed. "There was someone in here. She left when I came."
"All your electrical stuff gone!" Mario stated loudly. "Some stupid son of a bitch
come in here and steal Mr. Mulder's belongings." I looked around. What Mario said
wasn't a lie. All my electrical; my TV, VCR, laptop, phone, and answering machine
were gone. There was probably more, but that's all I could see.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Oh, Fox! It was so frightening!" Marian exclaimed.
"Horrible! I cannot believe such a quiet building could be robbed so easily!" Mario
joined in.
"Yes, it is horrible and unbelievable. But what happened?" I asked once again.
"That pretty little brunette, well, I think she actually died her hair dark red a few
months ago, but that pretty little lady that used to come around all the time." Marian
started to babble.
"Mr. Mulder doesn't care whether the girl had blonde hair or brown hair or red hair.
All he wants is his belongings. I hear those FBI agents have very special information
in their carry-around-computers." Mario argued.
I walked away from their argument and went to see the damage. "Where are you
going, Mr. Mulder?" I heard Mario call out as if I was adventuring into an unknown
jungle.
"Away, until you sort your story of what happened out." I called back angrily.
I walked into the kitchen. No harm done. Surprize, surprize. The bedroom had been
knocked around though. My alarm clock was gone. Everything that could be turned
inside out was. My closet door was open with all of its contents sprawled across the
floor. Great. As if my apartment wasn't messy enough. I stopped at the bathroom
door. It was closed. I tried to open it. Locked.
I rammed into the door. Still stuck. Mario and Marian came running in. "What's all
the commotion about, Fox?" Marion asked.
"Mario, help me barge open the door." I ordered. He did as he was told. We rammed
into it several times. It eventually opened.
I walked inside the compact room with Marian and Mario following. I froze at the
horrid sight in the shower/tub. "Mr. Mulder!" Mario exclaimed. "It's probably not as
bad as it seems" But it was. There was Anna, unconscious in the tub.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Later, that night at the hospital, Anna was revived and in a stable condition. The
doctors still didn't know how she sustained the injuries she had, but I know. I had
been through the whole terrifying process before. So had my sister, my partner and
now my girlfriend.
No matter what happens, the experience continues to haunt people. Firstly the lights,
the you are in the middle of a completely white room with only the metal table that
you lie naked on. That's when the machinery comes. Drills, blades and saws. Every
tool imaginable. They saw and cut you open, looking for any information about
human
society and how they would be able to conquer, then colonize. They would take over
the way you live and make it seem as if you are under their complete control.
My thoughts were interrupted by a doctor. "Mr. Mulder, I advise you go home and get
some rest. She.....has a condition we wish to examine." I looked at him strangely.
"What kind of condition?" I asked suspiciously.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you. Patient confidentiality." he replied and walked away.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
*A WEEK AND A HALF LATER*
There was a knock at my door. "Come in!" I called out. I knew it would be Anna.
The door knob turned and, sheepishly, Anna entered the apartment. I went over to my
lover and kissed her gently on the lips. "I missed you." I whispered. "and I made a
dinner fit for a queen." She smiled back at me gratefully, but jerked away and clutched
her stomach.
"What's wrong?" I asked, but Anna started sobbing uncontrollably. "Anna!" I
screamed, but she just crouched on the ground holding her stomach.
I ran to the phone and dialed 911.
"Hello? What's the problem?" the operator answered.
"My girlfriend. She's....I don't know. She won't tell me what's wrong. She's doubled
over on the floor and crying." I informed.
"OK, do you have *any* idea what's wrong, sir?" the operator asked calmly.
"Stomach pains. I don't know! I'm not a fucking doctor!" I snapped back. "Just get an
ambulance over here!"
"Sir, it's important that you remain calm. Tell me where you live." I told her my
address and was informed that an ambulance would be there as soon as possible.
I ran over to my girlfriend. "Anna, please tell me what's happening." I soothed, but
she shook her head and started crying some more.
"You'll hate me." she managed to get out between sobs.
"No, Anna, I won't. Just tell me." I whispered to the sobbing girl. Anna opened her
mouth to say something, but rolled her eyes back and fell.
"Anna!" I yelled. "Shit, Anna! Wake up! Please wake up."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
I sat on the little plastic chair outside of Anna's hospital room.
The doctor came and sat beside me, but I didn't take notice. As if reading my
thoughts, the doctor answered. "Did you know that Anna was pregnant?" I jerked my
head up and looked at the young doctor. His handsome face wrinkling with the normal
worries of a doctor.
"Are you serious?" I asked in disbelief. The doctor shook his head. "By me?"
"Well, has she been loyal to you? You *are* her boyfriend, right?" I nodded.
"Do you know how old the baby is?" I asked, growing to the fact that I could be a
father.
"Ummm....oh god. You see, she had an abortion."
"What? But she wouldn't. I didn't....are you sure?" I stammered.
The doctor sighed. "She told us about. A doctor friend of hers told her where to go,
some place in New York, and she went. She had it done early this morning, then came
back here just a couple hours ago. That's when she went to your place and you know
the rest."
My jaw dropped slightly open in complete disbelief. "So did something go wrong? I
mean, is she okay?" The doctor gave me a warm smile.
"Don't worry, she's all right. We're going to keep her here for a couple of days
though, just to make sure. And no, nothing went wrong. That's pretty normal when a
woman has an abortion and they don't go straight home to rest. Don't worry, Mr.
Mulder, she'll be just fine."
I nodded. "Can I go in and see her?"
"Of course. But don't expect her to talk all that much." The doctor answered, rose
from the plastic chair and went into the next room to continue his job.
I took a deep breath and got up to see my angel. Before I entered the room, I looked in
through the window in the door. She looked sad and lonely, but still beautiful. I
opened the door and walked in quietly. Anna glanced up at me, but immediately
looked away.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I asked her in a hushed voice, trying not to
disturb the naturally silent room, "Why couldn't you tell me, Anna?"
Tears filled the young woman's eyes. "I was afraid you would stop loving me." she
whispered. "I love you so much, Fox, that I didn't want you to leave me because I got
pregnant."
"It was mine, right? Please tell me it was mine." Mulder pleaded to his quietly
sobbing girlfriend. She nodded.
"I would *never* cheat on you, Fox. Deep down you know that, and I know that about
you."
"You should of told me-"
"-Please don't." Anna cut in. "Please don't make me feel worse than I already do."
"I would never purposely do that." I lulled. "But, how did you find out about the clinic
in New York."
Anna broke eye contact with me.
"Anna.......please. I need to know." Anna nodded and took a deep breath.
"Dana." she whispered.
"Scully? But when? How?" Anna put her finger to my lips to silence me.
"Enough questions. I'm tired, Fox. And you should go home. You have to be at work
in a couple of hours." I opened my mouth to protest. "No! You *will* go home and
you *will* go to work."
"And at my lunch break and after work I *will* come to visit you." I whispered to my
beautiful Anna and kissed her forehead. "I still love and I will always love you no
matter what happens."
"I love you too." She replied and closed her eyes as a signal for me to leave.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I whispered and left her room. I thought as
he exited the hospital.
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Anna lay her head back into the pillows. I lied to him. She thought sourly to
herself.
A gray mist floated into her mind and she rolled her eyes back unwillingly and let
blackness sweep over her life.
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woo! long chapter....uuuhhhh....shit, I've probably TOTALLY bored you to death, but
that's life I suppose.