Title: The End of All Things: Inte Credo
Disclaimer, ect. In part one.
"All the choices would then lead to this very moment. One wrong turn and we wouldn't be sitting here this very moment." –Mulder "All Things"
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Beach…(Dream)
I walk along a beach that is much to long for my own strides. I see my future up ahead of me, his beautiful blue eyes like my mine and the features of his father. He runs up to me. The grin on his face is something that I couldn't ever replace. I know exactly who the boy is in front of me. He is the child, Michael, the one who grows within the womb.
"You must fight the fight or I will never live to grow old with you," the little boy says with such a conviction in his voice that it scares me.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You know exactly what I mean. Quit running from the truth. Wake up and fight," he says once again with the intensity.
"I'm scared," I look into his eyes.
"Find the courage that you wanted to pass on. Find it and fight the future."
The little boy's voice fades out on the wind as I drift back to reality.
"Dana?" Monica's voice breaks through the silence.
I try to open my eyes. It takes everything that I have inside, but I manage to open them and stare at her. The pain is still there.
"Are you all right?" Monica asks scared.
"I don't know what happened. The pain was just too intense," I pause and look at the small room. Neither Krycek nor the smoking man are present in the tiny room, "Where did they go?"
"They went out into the other room to give you some space," she stops and looks at me like she is guilty, "Dana, I'm sorry, but they need your child."
"I need my child," I say glaring at her.
"The child will save everyone, yourself included."
"The child is my child, He will be raised in a loving home with a mother and a father. There will never ever be any mention of him being the 'key' to anything," I say in denial. I know too that the world is going to end and the aliens will take over, but for some reason I want this child to have a normal up brining. This child needs it, if not for him for me.
Another contraction rocks through my body as I grit my teeth. I don't know how much longer I can bear the pain. So many thoughts are rushing through my head. I know now that Monica Reyes is part of the conspiracy. I can see now why Mulder always used the phrase "Trust no one" when meeting new people.
I need to escape, to get out before they take Michael and kill me. Mulder…I need to see Mulder. His face flashes in front of my eyes and I need to see him, to hear his voice, to feel his skin against mine. He is supposed to be here, to see his first child come into the world, not a bunch of people who want him, to save themselves.
Monica leaves the room again. I get up shakily. My entire body aches, but my mind goes into overdrive. I have to get out or neither of us will. A window is across the room from me. I start for it, but another contraction makes me double over in pain. Monica comes running through the door at the sounds of my muffled screams.
"Dana, where are you going?" Monica asks.
"I need to walk around," I say trying to cover my failed attempt.
She tells me that I need to lie back down, breathe through the contractions and give birth to this child.
I lie back down on the small bed in the room and breathe through the pain. I start to hallucinate because the pain is so bad. I can see Mulder every time I close my eyes. I need him here with me.
Krycek walks through the door.
"Has the kid came yet?" Krycek asks.
"Does it look like it?" I ask glaring at him.
He starts to respond, but Monica walks him out the door as they talk in a hushed tone. I close my eyes again and breathe in deep. I need to think straight and get out of here. My last attempt failed, but I need to get out now before it is too late.
Monica comes back into the room and I curse under my breath. The lady comes in at all the wrong times. And then I feel the baby move, the child kicks one final kick before I start to push. Everything inside of me tells me to stop, but it eases the pain.
"PUSH!" Monica screams at the top of her lungs, "C'mon Dana, you can do it. PUSH!"
I stop pushing and stare at the woman at the base of the bed. All she wants is my child. The child that I could never have, the child that I'm going to have in a matter of minutes, the child Mulder and I tried so hard to have was almost here.
I go into a world that I never knew existed…And then I hear gunshots…they go off in rapid fire…I scream as the pain becomes unbearable. A figure is in the door wearing a hooded coat, drenched in rainwater holding a smoking gun.
"HELP ME!" I scream for someone outside the cottage to hear me as the figure moves closer…closer…
To Be Continued…
Stay tuned for Part 4…Hey if Chris Carter gets to put To Be Continued's on the episodes…I might as well put them in stories…hehe