Title: Everything and Nothing
Author: Shadow's Echo (also known as Cindy from CindyandSandy)
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-files or anything. I do own any character's not on the X-files and the plot, so if you want to use any of that, you better be askin' first.
Chapter 4 – A Long Goodbye
Scully awoke early. She hadn't moved an inch during the night for fear that she would fall off the couch, yet she didn't want to get up. She didn't want to move. But she had to. She got up and stretched. Mulder moved around on the couch, obviously enjoying the new-found space. Scully rolled her eyes then glanced at the clock. 5:30 am. She was surprised Mulder had even slept that long. She was sure he didn't even sleep at all on any other day. She went to the bathroom.
When she left, Mulder opened his eyes. Why had she gotten up? He was comfortable with her there. He hadn't slept like that in years, if he had slept at all. But all good things have to go eventually, and he was sure that she didn't feel the way he did. She had worried about him, sure. A good friend does. And maybe he wasn't understanding it. Maybe he didn't really know.
Scully reappeared looking a little less disheveled. Mulder sat up on the couch.
"I thought you were still asleep," Scully said.
"No. I just didn't want you to get up." A snappy comeback was always good. She would read it wrong, like always, like he hoped.
"Right," She said with a smile. She knew he was joking. He always was. He smiled too.
"You...you should probably get going. I'm sure you have other places to be."
"Not really, but I would like to change my clothes." They sat in silence for a while, neither of them wishing to speak. Neither of them wanting to say goodbye. Scully finally decided she needed to go. When she stood up Mulder looked towards the window. It was clear he didn't want her to leave, but she wouldn't notice. She always looked away when he did things like that. As if she knew, but she didn't ever want to acknowledge it. Because perhaps if she did, it would hurt her too. Scully believed she had confused him enough the night before. She needed to figure out her feelings before she ran to him for consolation. She could not rely on someone else. She never would.
"Call me later?" Mulder asked. Scully nodded. She let herself out and leaned against the door. Tears instantly filled her eyes. She stood there while tears fell down her face. She contemplated going back in. But then she got a determined look in her eyes, wiped the tears off her face and walked to the elevator.
Mulder sat in silence for nearly an hour. He needed to think. He didn't really know what he wanted and he didn't really understand what had happened. But those things didn't matter. His thoughts, his feelings of life, they mattered more.
A/N: I know I told you I don't like to press you all for reviews…and I really don't. Understand that when I say this: I am contemplating quickly ending this story. I may wrap this up in a chapter or two and it will be a pretty pointless and meaningless ending likely. I can't really come up with what to write anymore, so I need a reason. If you want me to continue and do my best to make it a good story with a real plot, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW. If I don't get any reviews I'll end it within a short chapter or two with no real X-file fun. I hope to get at least two reviews. If I get two positive reviews I will go on and make it as good as I can.