A/N: Sorry for the delay. Here's Chapter 7. My beta called me an asshole for this chapter. I don't own X-files.
"Did I hear him right? Did he tell me that he already loved me and that I was the one? He was right though, we have been dating only a week. Why did he confess that? Did they tell him that I have cancer? Did he already know that I had cancer? Wait, how would he know that I had cancer? Shit, the results were strewn about on my table. He probably looked at them before we left. Shit Shit SHIT. I'll avoid the question if he asks about it. Wait a minute, am I dead? No, that's impossible. I wouldn't be talking to myself if I was. I can't see anything, it's so dark." There was a bright light. She was no longer lying in a hospital bed. Now she's standing in the middle of a meadow. It was serene, it was something you'd see in a dream.
The green color of the grass gave it a fake appearance so she bent down to feel it; real and even dewy. The sky was bluer than the ocean and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. She looked down a noticed her hair was significantly longer than normal. Her hair flew as the wind whipped through it. Maybe she would grow her hair out. In the middle of the meadow stood a willow with pale pink, elongated leaves that seemed to sweep the ground and swayed elegantly in the wind.
"Dana." Someone called out to her, it was muffled but audible. She spun around to see who called out to her but there was no one there. "Dana" There it was again but it was a voice she'd heard before. "Starbuck."
"Ahab? Where are you?"
"Come here darling."
"Where I can't see you?" Dana looked out towards the willow and saw his apparition appear. She ran towards him but the closer she got to him, the further away he was. "Dad." She called out to him.
"I'm here, Starbuck."
"Why can't I get to you?"
"Because it's not your time yet, you're going to beat this. Just have faith, Starbuck." Another gust of wind hit her softly. Her father's appearance seemed to look cracked until the wind hit him. He transformed into cherry blossoms and as the wind picked up, the cherry blossoms formed a tornado around her. It felt warm, she didn't want it to stop. The cherry blossoms began to fly away from her and disappear into the wind.
"Dad!" She screamed for him to come back. The cherry blossoms kept flying away and the dream began to fade. "Dad" She called out once more, she wanted to hear his voice one more time, just once more.
"Dad." Mulder was awake and alert now. She was dreaming. He heard her call out for him again with a hoarse voice, "DAD!"
"Dana" He shook her gently, she was so peaceful when she slept but he didn't want to keep her in this dream turned nightmare she was in. "Dana, wake up." Her eyes fluttered open.
"Mulder?"
"Shh, don't talk it was just a dream."
"Where am I?"
"You're in the hospital. You have… you're really sick." He almost slipped up, he couldn't tell her that. Not yet, he didn't want her to know that he knew she was dying. He didn't want to accept it. He wanted more time with her. The one girl who had genuinely come to love, within in a week's time, was going to slip away before he got the chance to really get to know her.
Dana could sense the hurt buried inside of him as he spoke. He definitely knew she was dying. Tears threatened to spill, "Fox, you know don't you?" Her voice didn't sound as strained as before but it was still raspy.
"Y.. Yes." A single tear made it's way down his face and he tried to wipe it away but she'd beat him to it. She placed her hand on his cheek and rubbed the pad of her thumb under his eye to wipe away the tear that fell.
"Did you mean it?" She paused for a moment to see if he'd get a reaction but he didn't falter. "When you said you loved me?" His lip began to quiver and he looked down at the floor. He couldn't let her see him like this, so vulnerable. 'Do I lie and say it was a heat of the moment type of thing or do I tell her I actually love her? Oh screw it.' He thought.
"Yes." He didn't have to look up to know that her jaw dropped slightly. "Dana.. I love you and I want more time with you."
"I.." She didn't know how to respond to him. Their time together was nice and she wanted more time with him as well, but she didn't know how she truly felt about him. They had a nice "pre date" as he called it earlier and they were supposed to go on a date but she was fading faster than she anticipated. "Mulder. I…" She wanted to tell him how she really felt but she didn't want to break his heart already.
"Dana you can say that you don't love me, I know I'm rushing it. I think it was a spur of the moment thing anyway. I'm just going to leave. Sorry." He turned away and headed towards the door. The dam broke, all the tears he held back flowed freely down his face.
"Please don't go." She nearly broke out into sobs. "Mulder I'm so scared, please don't leave me."
"Scully…" He glanced over his shoulder, the sight broke his heart even more. He wanted to hold her and never let go yet another, small, part of him never wanted to see her again.
"Please, Mulder." She sobbed. "Hold me." Mulder crawled up next to her and held her so tight he thought he would break her. She buried her face into his chest and inhaled his scent. There was a faint scent of freshly fallen pine needles mixed with a lingering scent of apple cider.
"Scully tell me something."
"What do you want me to say?"
"Anything."
"I…" She didn't know where her thoughts were taking her but she couldn't control herself. "I want to get in the car and just drive somewhere until we get tired. I just want someone to whisper sweet nothings into my ear, play with my hair, lay in a large field and cuddle under the stars." She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and tried to imagine what she was describing to him. "We'd give each other little pecks here and there and talk about things that drive us crazy, like when someone leaves the toilet seat up."
"Or when someone doesn't replace the toilet paper roll when it runs out."
"Exactly." She giggled. "Maybe we'd talk about how our views of the world shifted as we grew older and we'd fall asleep under the stars. We would wake up to sprinklers drenching us, then we'd go to the closest diner, soaking wet and we'd eat. Sipping on coffee and stealing each other's food and leave the waitress a nice tip."
"Now I'm getting hungry. I can smell the bacon already." Her breathing started evening out and he thought she had fallen asleep.
"Once we leave the diner, we'd get in the car again and drive only stopping to pee, grab some snacks and gas. Ending up in a city we've never been, order a room when we decide to call it a night. We'd lay like we are now, in each other's arms softly tracing our fingers over each other. Then we'd fight sleep in fear of being ripped away from one another." He kissed her forehead softly and pressed his cheek against her forehead.
"When we'd wake up, we'd take the day exploring the new city. Walking around, finding local stores and window shopping contemplating on whether or not to move there…" Her voice started to drift. She fell asleep. 'I wouldn't trade this moment for anything else.' He continued to run his fingers through her hair and he soon found himself drifting into the dark abyss of his own mind.
I started crying.
