CHAPTER ELEVEN
Mulder's Hospital Room - Our Lady of Sorrows
Scully was awoken by the terrifying sound of alarms ringing from the monitors in the room.
She jumped up and stared at Mulder with wide, frightened eyes as the alarms rang loudly in her ears. She gasped in shock as she was forced out of her sleeping state and into complete alertness as she saw Mulder's body convulsing violently on the bed.
"HELP! I NEED HELP IN HERE!" She heard herself scream as she looked down at the terrible scene in front of her. She felt her heart jump into her throat as she watched the man she loved more than anyone else in the world crashing before her eyes. She grabbed onto his arms and tried to hold him down, begging him to stop.
"Mulder! Mulder stop! It's all right!" She begged tearfully.
"Dr Scully!? What's happening?"
A nurse that Scully recognised burst through the doors, looking at her with frantic eyes. Scully felt the urgency rise inside her as she saw her colleague.
"He's crashing!" She shouted over the alarms, keeping hold of Mulder's body as it arched up and down in sharp movements. The nurse checked the monitors but Scully already knew what was happening, but she couldn't believe that she had fallen asleep for that long.
"He needs another IV!" She shouted, already registering the empty bag that hung by his bedside. She looked down at Mulder again but gasped out loud as his eyes opened suddenly, wide with fear and confusion. She couldn't understand how on earth he could be conscious, not when he was so heavily sedated. The nurse ran out of the room as fast as she could to find a spare IV.
Scully held Mulder's chest down as he continued to convulse. She battled against him, he was so strong. Shaking her head in disbelief and horror, she looked into his eyes and tried to communicate.
"Mulder?" She asked, shaking with fear. Mulder stared lifelessly at the ceiling, his wide eyes full of terror. Scully frowned in confusion as she tried to help him, but she felt totally useless. "Mulder, it's me. Everything is going to be fine. You just need another IV and then we'll get you stable. It's all right, please, please stop…" She said as soothingly as she could manage, but her voice was cutting off with emotion as the worry consumed her.
Had she checked his IV when she had entered the room? What time was it? Had she fallen asleep? How could she had been so stupid?
"I got it!" The nurse called as she burst back into the room. Scully nodded at her urgently and she quickly got to work and swapped the bag.
Mulder's eyes glassed over as the vaccine started to pour back into his system. Scully watched, her hands trembling as he suddenly stopped convulsing and was still again.
"Turn those damn alarms off!" Scully shouted at the nurse tearfully, the sounds now driving her insane. The nurse switched them off and Scully felt relief wash over her as she finally heard the sound of Mulder's heartbeat. It was too fast for comfort, but at least she could hear it.
Scully cupped a hand around his cheek and stroked it with her thumb. She bent over to kiss him gently on the forehead, her body still trembling with the shock of what had just happened. To her surprise, his eyes were still open.
"I don't understand." She said to herself in tearful confusion.
She tried to get him to focus on her and took his hand within hers as she kept her other hand on his face, soothing him gently.
"It's all right Mulder. It's going to be all right." She whispered softly and bent down to kiss him again.
But then she heard him try to speak but he was struggling against his ventilator. Scully grabbed onto him as she watched his throat tense up, as if he was trying to use his vocal chords. She looked at the nurse in shock and she looked back at her with wide eyes, not sure what to do.
"He's trying to talk!" Scully exclaimed, adrenaline pumping in her body. "Help me remove his ventilator!" She cried out to the nurse and they were both on him. Scully tried to make the process as quick and comfortable as possible for him as she removed the tube with great skill. "It's all right Mulder. I gotcha." She said to him as his face showed his discomfort as she worked with the nurse to remove it from him. Mulder gasped as he struggled to get the air into his lungs as soon as it was removed. Scully placed a hand on his chest gently, frowning with concern. "He needs oxygen!" She said to the nurse frantically.
"I've got it." The nurse said quickly as she pulled the oxygen towards him and passed the mask over to Scully. She looked down at Mulder and she couldn't help but smile with happiness that he was still with her, no matter what the circumstances.
"Scu…" He rasped painfully. Scully felt her heart ache with love as he tried to speak, but she shook her head and shushed him.
"Mulder…" She gushed, happy tears falling from her blue eyes. "Don't speak. You have to get your breathing back to normal. Here, just breathe." She said soothingly as she placed the oxygen mask on him. Mulder closed his eyes for a second as he tried to breathe in slowly, but was still struggling. "Breathe Mulder. Just breathe." She said over and over, placing a hand on his cheek and stroking the hair away from his eyes. Mulder opened and closed his eyes slowly as his breathing gradually calmed down, thanks to Scully's reassuring words.
She couldn't believe what had just happened. How was he awake? The sedative must have worn off somehow. Surely this couldn't be possible?
"I don't understand." The nurse's voice sounded from the other side of the room, echoing her own thoughts. "How is he conscious? And did he just speak to you?"
Scully nodded silently and was suddenly very aware of the noises and conversations in the hallway, including the crowd that had gathered outside because of the alarms.
"Close the door." She said in a low voice to the nurse, who obliged. Scully stroked his cheek gently and looked at Mulder with loving eyes as she blinked back relieved tears.
"Mulder, relax. It's all right now. I'm so sorry, I must have fallen asleep." She said, her tired eyes aching in her skull and she closed them as the guilt washed over her.
"Scu… Scu.." He rasped again weakly underneath his mask. His breath was making it cloudy with condensation. Scully shushed him again then bent over and showered his face with kisses, his breathing slowing again as he relaxed more and more with each kiss.
"What do you want to do Dr Scully?" The nurse finally asked abruptly, breaking Scully out of her dizzy happiness. Scully pulled back and sighed heavily, keeping hold of his hand.
"I'm not putting him under again. It's too risky." Scully said, not taking her eyes off Mulder.
"But how is he awake? How did he bring himself out of a coma!?" The nurse asked in amazement.
"I don't know, but I'm not putting him under again. It has to be the virus. It's alien in origin, we don't fully know what we are dealing with here." Scully said, finally tearing her eyes away from Mulder for a moment and looking at the Nurse, who was staring at her as if she were mad.
"You can't be serious..." The nurse scoffed, then turned back towards Mulder's monitors. "We must have given him a lower dose of-" She started.
"Check it." Scully quipped, glaring at her now. "Tell me I'm wrong."
The nurse indeed checked and then turned back to her sheepishly.
"I… I don't understand." She blushed.
"Thank you for all your help, Nurse-" Scully started, her voice drifting off with slight embarrassment.
"-Michaels." The nurse finished. Scully smiled a little appreciatively.
"Sorry, I forgot your name. I know we have met a few times, I just couldn't remember."
"That's all right Dr Scully."
"I suggest you go downstairs and help Agent Einstein with the IVs. We need as many as we can get. Tell her I'll be down as soon as I can." Scully said to her, looking back at Mulder again and stoking the back of his hand with her thumb as he closed his eyes weakly. The nurse nodded silently and walked towards the door and closed it behind her, not before looking back at Mulder again in amazement.
When they were finally alone, Scully checked him over. His temperature was through the roof. She figured it was because of the pain and shock he had just experienced, 'not to mention the alien virus which was killing him', she reminded herself grimly.
She glanced over at the clock on the wall.
12.40am
Gasping in disbelief and shame, she realised she had been asleep for over an hour. She hadn't intended to sleep, she didn't even think she had been capable of it right now…
"I'm so sorry Mulder. I was supposed to be watching over you." She whispered sadly, then she felt her hand being squeezed back. "Hey now, rest, please Mulder."
He blinked a few times then tried to speak again, his voice horse and weak. Scully stroked his face again gently, trying to calm him down.
"Don't speak. It's all right. I'm here." She said soothingly, and he closed his eyes again and frowned in what Scully could only imagine was pain. "Are you in a lot of pain?" She asked with concern. Mulder slowly nodded at her and grimaced, now clearly in agony. Scully felt her heart rate speed up again in panic and she realized she was still trembling.
She forced herself to brush it off. She needed to be strong for Mulder.
"It's all right. I'm going to give you a larger dose of morphine..."
New York Presbyterian Hospital – 12.45am
William Van de Kamp heard a reassuring and soothing voice of a woman, singing softly to him. He couldn't explain it but she felt so familiar, so close.
He smiled to himself as she pulled the covers closer to his body, the warmth of the bed making him feel safe and sound.
The singing flowed into his ears again.
The sound of her voice was so soothing it made him feel so relaxed and safe. William wanted to see this woman, who was she?
He opened his eyes and yawning, slowly sat upright in the bed. He turned towards his bedroom door. He was so tired, and her singing was making him so sleepy, if only he could go back to sleep..
No, he wanted to see her. He needed to see her, he felt drawn to her like she was part of him...
"Who is that?" He asked, smiling with anticipation as the singing got louder, until it was outside of his bedroom door. He heard her voice soften slightly as he called out, then the door slowly opened.
William waited patiently as a beautiful woman with red hair stepped through the door. She had a small frame and was slim. Her hair was about shoulder length and shone in the moonlight which was shining through his bedroom window.
She smiled at him so lovingly that he felt tears of happiness and warmth sting his eyes. His heart pounded strongly in his chest as she walked towards him slowly, her blue pajamas and white slippers looked so comfy, he could almost feel the texture of them on his skin, like he had been held by her before..
William beamed as she walked towards him slowly, and as she neared him he noticed that she shared similar features to himself and a stunning pale complexion. He frowned in amazement as she reached him then sat down at the end of his bed, and her beautiful blue eyes, so similar to his, nearly identical, bore into his lovingly.
William felt so close to the woman. Who was she? Why did he feel like this?
'Who are you?" He asked in a whisper. She paused, then tilted her head to one side, her eyes searching his face with slight confusion. William saw her smile a little, as if he was playing a trick on her.
"What are you talking about sweetie?" She asked, her voice soothing his soul once more.
"I… I don't know who you are. Please, tell me." He said.
She frowned with concern then edged towards him on the bed a little more. He felt a pang of electricity running from his body to hers, as if they were entwined by some unknown force.
"William-" She started in a whisper, then to his surprise and delight she took hold of his hand. William felt great warmth and comfort from her touch, so much that he almost burst into tears.
"-I'm your Mother."
William jumped awake in shock and he came crashing back to reality as it dawned on him that he had been dreaming.
He gasped as he felt a hand on his shoulder and he launched out of his chair and blinked as the bright hospital lighting blinded him momentarily. Staggering backwards, he fell back against a table of medicine and instruments and they crashed to the floor, shattering William's dream out of his mind and startling him into the present.
"William?" A concerned face of a nurse was in front of him now.
William tried to catch his breath. He remembered everything.
Glancing to his left with worry he saw his parents, still laid on their beds and hooked up to machines and monitors. He wiped an involuntary tear away from his eye and tried to gather himself as this horrible day came back to haunt him.
"I didn't mean to startle you. I'm so sorry." The nurse said apologetically. William took a deep breath.
"What? What is it?" He blurted out in frustration and slight embarrassment at the scene he had just made.
"I have some people here to see you." She said gently in an effort to calm him down. William frowned in confusion as she stepped to the side and pointed towards the open door of his parent's hospital room.
He found himself looking at a tanned and rugged looking man, perhaps in his late fifties, dressed in a black leather jacket and black t-shirt and worn jeans, and a tall brunette woman who wore a long black trench coat and high heeled boots. He looked at them as they stared back at him with shocked expressions.
He figured that he had never seen them before in his life.
"This is John Doggett and Monica Reyes. They have come to speak to you, they say that it is urgent, and that they are helping the FBI." The nurse said slowly. William frowned in annoyance.
"I don't know who they are. If they are here to ask me more questions about why I'm not sick, then they can go screw themselves." He spat out with emotion.
He really didn't have time for this.
"Actually, William. We're here to talk to you about your parents. Your biological parents. We've actually met before, when you were just a baby." The woman spoke, and William couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He froze in shock, not knowing what to say. As he stared at them, they edged forward in the room towards him and the nurse stepped back, her head hanging low as she felt as if she was intruding.
William backed away from them defensively and pushed himself back into the chair he had been occupying. He took a deep breath as the man and woman looked at him as if he they hadn't seen him for years, emotion etched across their faces.
What the hell was going on?
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