Conclusion
Upon awaking, Allison first noticed that she was wearing shoes, which was an odd thing to be doing while one slept. She then bolted up, all memories and realizations from the previous month's time poured back into her mind. She looked around her living room, she was alone and her book, Return of the King, lay, open on the floor. She raced to her room and grabbed The Two Towers off her bookshelf and opened it to the beginning of the book, and read:
"Alas!" Said Aragorn. "Thus passes the heir of the Denethor, Lord of the Tower of Guard!"
Allison put the book down with great effort on her dresser and lay against the wall, smiling.
"I did nothing…" She muttered and began to laugh. "Everything I told them, and all that happened…nothing changed at all. He still dies." But her thoughts was interrupted by her doorbell ringing, she raced down stairs to open it revealing Eric.
"What happened? Did you do anything?" Allison shoved the book into his face, but before he could read anything blurted out,
"He still dies! I didn't do anything! I can't do anything!" Eric smiled subtly.
"Well, I'm glad you didn't screw up the world." Allison laughed and Eric presented two tickers to Lord of the Rings. "Ready to go?" Allison smiled and nodded, following Eric out.
"We are going to have to try and go back now, you do realize this?" Allison said, as she got into Eric's Pontiac P.O.S. He just laughed,
"And take Sam to the movies?" She nodded.
"You do know now, that we have figured it all out. The way to travel between dimensions, the existence of fate and destiny…And that Mulder was right all along." Eric shrugged,
"Not everything."
"Well, what the hell is left to figure out?"
"I don't know. I suppose we'll have to wait and see for next time." Allison looked out the window into the night, but said nothing knowing Eric to be right.
