Ray Of Lights In The Darkness
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Chapter two
Coming back
Scully was floating in the water, drifting farther and farther away from any sign of a bay or shore , her mind was becoming as light as her body, and she was beginning to forget about gentle fingers caressing her. They were becoming a faint memory not belonging to her anymore. Slowly the sun was sinking into the water and a beautiful orange full moon was shining down on her, giving the water a dark and peaceful glow, nothing was wrong in this world. Her sanctuary was disrupted by a pressure on her right hand, puzzled, she turned her eyes away from the moon and to her hand, finding nothing there she was about to bring her focus back to the beautiful orange moon, when she without warning saw a hand with long fingers covering her left hand. The image was blurry and she couldn't see the hand clearly, but the sudden longing in her heart and the vision frightened her, what did it want from her? Suddenly a weedy voice whispered into her ear. "Don't leave me, Scully. Please."
Everything went black and a powerful forced pulled her out of the water and into a black nothing. She didn't feel anything and wanted nothing, she just waited.
"Scully, I need you. Please." The voice begged again, this time it cracked an opening of light into the darkness surrounding her, looking at the tunnel of light she lingered. "Scully!" The intensity of her name being spoken pulled her body fast towards the tunnel and through it. There was no pain and no thoughts, just a willingness to follow the voice and light.
When she was pushed out of the tunnel forcefully, her eyes shot opened instantly, the first thing coming into view was a face full of anguish. A man's eyes were watching her face closely, and she saw how surprise and then joy replaced the anguish in his eyes.
"Scully!" The voice repeated but this time it was strong and intense.
Licking the corner of her mouth, she pushed her head hard back against the pillow, "who are you?" As soon as the words left her mouth she saw the joy in his warm eyes die, instead they were filled with chock and a deep, deep sorrow.
"Scully?" The man whispered tryingly, not knowing what to say, she just stared at him blankly, she had no clue of who he was, but she was drawn to his eyes.
"It's me, Scully. Mulder."
Shaking her head, she asked, "why are you calling me, Scully?" Nobody close to her was addressing her by her last name, when he just stared dumfounded at her she guessed, "you are my new FBI partner? I remember I was assigned to a new partner."
"Yeah, I'm your partner." His mouth twisted in something resembling a smile.
"Oh, you must be Fox Mulder then." Lifting her hand, she reached it out in a greeting gesture, expecting him to shake her hand, when he didn't she looked behind him and took in the room. "Where am I?"
Feeling his heart sinking for every word Scully spoke Mulder tried to stay calm, her eyes bore the same innocence they had, when he had first met her. If he didn't know better she was the Dana Scully who walked into his office ten years ago, she even looked as young. With a broken voice, he decided to answer her question.
"You're at the Chinook Regional Hospital in Canada with a minor head injury."
"Canada?" Her full attention was back on him, "what am I doing in Canada?" The man, her partner, returned none of her question but just kept staring at her brokenly. Feeling a familiar impatience entering her mind, Scully pushed her body upward, she felt awkward lying down in front of a man she had never met before and oddly vulnerable. Before she had the chance to move Mulder gently tugged her shoulder's down.
"Take it slowly, Scully. I'll reposition the bed for you, just relax. You've to be careful."
"Why on earth do I need to be careful, I'm just suffering from a minor head injury you said and my head doesn't even hurt. I'm fine, you know."
"Just humour me, Scully." The man said. As promised Mulder raised he bed for her and now sitting in an upward position, Scully looked down at her body. Her mouth opened in a silent 'O' and her face paled visibly, slowly, she moved her hand to rest against her belly. It was heavily swollen, a movement underneath her hand surprised her, and her eyes flew to Mulder's.
"What is this?" As a medical doctor she knew her so called condition all too well, but as a woman she was ignorant, she couldn't remember being pregnant.
"Um, you're pregnant, Scully." He saw the raw fear in her eyes and his heart bled for her, he wanted to take her into his arms and rock her like a child, while he chanted to her that everything was ok and that he was there for her, all the way. But to her he was a stranger and her world was falling apart, maybe he would destroy her, if he followed his heart.
She noticed the quick flicker of happiness in his eyes before she cried, "oh no, not Ethan. Please don't tell me he's the father." She had no desire to be bound to Ethan forever with a child and she had been careful, children belonged to the future.
"No, no! Ethan is not father!" Mulder assured her.
"Then who is?" Dana wondered, she wasn't sleeping around, this was all too confusing. "How long was I out?" She had no recollection of being pregnant or being introduced to Fox Mulder. Tears stung in her eyes but she refused to break down and cry, there wasn't time for that now, and she didn't know Fox Mulder well enough to cry in front of him, besides that he looked devastated enough for them both.
Opening and closing his mouth for a few times, Mulder finally found his tongue, "let me find the doctor." And before she could object he was out of the door.
