Oh my God.Could it be? YES! The story is FINISHED! This is a little
surprising, I know. Especially the end of this part. Don't shoot me for
putting you through all this. But this is the best part of the story! This
is the part where nothing is what it seems, and even the real show on FOX
is made better by me! WARNING: VERY SHIPPER FRIENDLY. WILLIAM NEVER GIVEN
UP, MULDER NEVER GONE INTO HIDDING DUE TO THE FACT THAT IN MY WORLD, HIS
LIFE WAS NEVER IN DANGER. YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT THIS MEANS AT THE END OF
THIS STORY!
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Washington Memorial Hospital Two months after the shooting 2:06 PM
Mulder sat by her side all the time now. It wasn't easy, though. He and Bill had a few run-ins and of coarse Bill blamed him. Hell, he even blamed himself. But Mrs. Scully knew better than that. She knew how much Mulder cared for Scully, even if he'd never said it before. A few days ago the doctor had said the unimaginable. They would have to decide soon, and the situation wasn't getting better. Mulder knew if they pulled the plug on her, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. He'd already figured out he couldn't live without her, but to actually have to, well, that was another thing completely. Especially if he knew he could have prevented this whole thing. Bill was right. He was so right, despite the fact that Mulder had promised himself never to agree with him. How could he have done this to Scully? She was so pale. It hurt him all the time when he came in and nothing had changed, and today was the day HE of all people had to decide. They'd asked her mother, Bill, and just about everyone else who had come to see her that was related. They had all left it up to him, said it was too emotional. What the hell did they think it was for him? A walk in the park? He sighed and took her hand in his. How many times had he told her he loved her now? Only about a million. And was she awake? No. Yes, he'd hung onto the notion at first that she could hear him, and that that would be enough to make her wake up. But he'd lost that almost instantly. "Scully, please.If you're thinking anything right now, please let it be that you know how much I care about you. You saved me. As hard and as frustrating as it's been, your goddamn logic and rationalism have saved me a thousand times over. You kept me sane. You made me a whole person. I owe you everything Scully, and you owe me nothing." He felt the hot tears well in his eyes and he lowered his lips to her hand, kissing her warm, yet pale flesh. The guilt and pain he'd been forcing down came rushing back in that moment. As he spoke, his lips grazed over her hand, his breath shallow and ragged from the tears he was trying to hold back. "I don't want to do this alone. I don't even think that I can." There was a knock at the door, and Skinner walked in. He smiled sadly at Mulder. "We need your word, Mulder." Oh God, Mulder thought. He had everyone on Earth telling him it was hopeless. But he didn't want to let go. He wasn't ready. He felt a lump in his throat as it tightened. "I."
"You know she isn't getting better. If she lives at all, it will most likely be in this state. Unless something astounding happens, Mulder, she isn't going to recover. Look, I know how hard this is for you. I'll-" "No! You don't!" He let go of her hand, standing and walking, now full of rage, towards Skinner. "You have no fucking clue how hard it is on me! I love this woman, and she'll never know it! I've been going insane because this is all my fault! I made her go with me on that stake out! I told her to! And she listened! Now she's laying here in a coma and it's all because of me! And now you want me to kill her?! You have no idea!" Oh fuck. What had he just said? What had he just told his boss, his fucking BOSS? Stupid! Mulder's eyes snapped open as he sat up on his couch. He should be with her right now, at the hospital. But God, he couldn't face her, even if she was in a coma. The gun he held in his hand looked very promising right now. The guilt he felt was overwhelming, and the pain took over as he placed the barrel of the gun to his temple. What was he doing? If she got better, she'd be alone. She wouldn't get better. The phone started to ring, but he ignored it. He closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Scully's Apartment Present Day 2:54 AM
Scully woke up in a cold sweat. What was the date? Right. Well, that was the strangest dream she'd ever had. Her in a coma, Mulder shooting himself. That was the part that chilled her the most. She reached for her phone and dialed Mulder's number. He called her all the time in the middle of the night, so why couldn't she return the favor? "Pick up, Mulder, pick up Mulder." "Hello?" He sounded tired and irritated. "Mulder, it's me." "Scully? What's wrong? Did something happen?" "No, no. I just.Ok this is stupid, I'm hanging up now." "No, wait. Just tell me, Scully. You wake me up in the middle of the night, out of breath, now either something happened or." his tone became playful ".OR, you've finally decided to hinder to my phonesex fantasy." "Knock it off, Mulder." "Then what is it, Scully?" "I had a bad dream, that's all." "Go on." "I feel like I'm in therapy here." She mumbled, a small smile on her lips.
"Vell zen," he said, a true Freudian accent in his voice, "donut hesitate to tell me all about ze dream." She laughed. Leave it up to Mulder to make her feel so much better. "Ah-ha! There's that laugh. Come on Scully, I'm getting old and gray here." "Well.I had a dream that I was shot on a case and put into a coma, and you blamed yourself and you.Killed yourself, and I spoke at your funeral and for years after that you kept visiting me as an entity, or spirit, whichever you'd like to call it. And they assigned me a new partner and everything, and he didn't believe in anything you did, and I found myself acting like you. Trying to get him to believe me, believe in all the cases, even if they weren't true, just to spite him." "Wow, Scully. You DO believe." "It was a dream, Mulder. I wouldn't go so far as to say I believed what I was saying." "Well, it was just that Scully. A dream. I'm right here, I haven't gone anywhere, haven't shot myself. I don't plan to, anyway." "The weird part was, you died before I got the chance to say I love you." "Well, we're both glad that isn't true. I love you honeybear." "Mulder, I'm warning you." She said, a pure smile in her voice. "Ooh, I hope you're going to punish me, Scully." "Mulder." she purred, ".you better behave or I won't give you ANYTHING for another week." "But it's Thursday, tomorrow's Friday.I'd have to wait another week!" "Exactly." "Alright, I'm sorry! I love you Scully." "I love you too, Mulder. Goodnight." "'Night." She hung up the phone and smiled. Seven years of being partners and best friends. And two more years of the best sex she'd ever had in her life. It all added up to these nine years. And in a week, they where both resigning from the FBI together. They'd found all the truth they needed, and now they needed to expose it for all it was worth. She heard William stir in his sleep. After all this, they still had him. And she still had Mulder. When he'd been returned from being abducted, he'd been safe. They'd even let him back into the X-Files. Thank God they hadn't replaced him in the mean time. And in a week, well, they'd have all the time in the world. There was a knock on the door. What the hell? She groaned. Mulder. She got up and walked sleepily to the door. She opened it to be greeted by an equally sleepy Mulder. "Mulder." "Expecting someone else?" "Well, that pizza man was suppose to come over and see William." "Very funny, Scully." She stepped aside and let him in, shutting the door behind him. She locked it, and turned to look at him. "Mulder?" "Yeah?" "There's something I need to tell you, that I should have told you a long time ago." "What is it, Scully?" She smiled. "Do you remember when I asked you to father my child, and it didn't take?" He didn't smile, but nodded. "Well, do you remember that one night a while ago, before your abduction, that we slept together for the first time? How I was crying, and you came over and we drank a lot of wine, and ended up in bed together?" Now he smiled, curious as to what her point was. "Yeah, I don't think I could ever forget that, wine or no." "Well, Mulder.That was the night I got pregnant. William.William is your son." His mouth fell open. He was sure he wasn't. After all, it didn't take the first time. Then he smiled and took her in his arms. "I guess the natural way is always best, Mulder." "God Scully, why didn't you tell me before? I had a lot of thoughts of killing that pizza man." She laughed, then pulled away. "Let's go to bed, Scully. After all, we still have work tomorrow." "One more thing." "Oh no, what is it?" She smiled wide. "I'm pregnant." ~FIN~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* See now? I'm just a normal shipper. You KNEW I couldn't leave Mulder dead, or Scully in a coma, didn't you? =) Well, you where RIGHT. I just couldn't do it. I HAD to have a happy ending, with a little humor mixed in. There might be a sequel, I'm not sure. But I hoped you liked this story. It was really my first time at fanfiction, let alone a twist ending. Let me know what you think! ~Madame Spooky~
Washington Memorial Hospital Two months after the shooting 2:06 PM
Mulder sat by her side all the time now. It wasn't easy, though. He and Bill had a few run-ins and of coarse Bill blamed him. Hell, he even blamed himself. But Mrs. Scully knew better than that. She knew how much Mulder cared for Scully, even if he'd never said it before. A few days ago the doctor had said the unimaginable. They would have to decide soon, and the situation wasn't getting better. Mulder knew if they pulled the plug on her, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. He'd already figured out he couldn't live without her, but to actually have to, well, that was another thing completely. Especially if he knew he could have prevented this whole thing. Bill was right. He was so right, despite the fact that Mulder had promised himself never to agree with him. How could he have done this to Scully? She was so pale. It hurt him all the time when he came in and nothing had changed, and today was the day HE of all people had to decide. They'd asked her mother, Bill, and just about everyone else who had come to see her that was related. They had all left it up to him, said it was too emotional. What the hell did they think it was for him? A walk in the park? He sighed and took her hand in his. How many times had he told her he loved her now? Only about a million. And was she awake? No. Yes, he'd hung onto the notion at first that she could hear him, and that that would be enough to make her wake up. But he'd lost that almost instantly. "Scully, please.If you're thinking anything right now, please let it be that you know how much I care about you. You saved me. As hard and as frustrating as it's been, your goddamn logic and rationalism have saved me a thousand times over. You kept me sane. You made me a whole person. I owe you everything Scully, and you owe me nothing." He felt the hot tears well in his eyes and he lowered his lips to her hand, kissing her warm, yet pale flesh. The guilt and pain he'd been forcing down came rushing back in that moment. As he spoke, his lips grazed over her hand, his breath shallow and ragged from the tears he was trying to hold back. "I don't want to do this alone. I don't even think that I can." There was a knock at the door, and Skinner walked in. He smiled sadly at Mulder. "We need your word, Mulder." Oh God, Mulder thought. He had everyone on Earth telling him it was hopeless. But he didn't want to let go. He wasn't ready. He felt a lump in his throat as it tightened. "I."
"You know she isn't getting better. If she lives at all, it will most likely be in this state. Unless something astounding happens, Mulder, she isn't going to recover. Look, I know how hard this is for you. I'll-" "No! You don't!" He let go of her hand, standing and walking, now full of rage, towards Skinner. "You have no fucking clue how hard it is on me! I love this woman, and she'll never know it! I've been going insane because this is all my fault! I made her go with me on that stake out! I told her to! And she listened! Now she's laying here in a coma and it's all because of me! And now you want me to kill her?! You have no idea!" Oh fuck. What had he just said? What had he just told his boss, his fucking BOSS? Stupid! Mulder's eyes snapped open as he sat up on his couch. He should be with her right now, at the hospital. But God, he couldn't face her, even if she was in a coma. The gun he held in his hand looked very promising right now. The guilt he felt was overwhelming, and the pain took over as he placed the barrel of the gun to his temple. What was he doing? If she got better, she'd be alone. She wouldn't get better. The phone started to ring, but he ignored it. He closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Scully's Apartment Present Day 2:54 AM
Scully woke up in a cold sweat. What was the date? Right. Well, that was the strangest dream she'd ever had. Her in a coma, Mulder shooting himself. That was the part that chilled her the most. She reached for her phone and dialed Mulder's number. He called her all the time in the middle of the night, so why couldn't she return the favor? "Pick up, Mulder, pick up Mulder." "Hello?" He sounded tired and irritated. "Mulder, it's me." "Scully? What's wrong? Did something happen?" "No, no. I just.Ok this is stupid, I'm hanging up now." "No, wait. Just tell me, Scully. You wake me up in the middle of the night, out of breath, now either something happened or." his tone became playful ".OR, you've finally decided to hinder to my phonesex fantasy." "Knock it off, Mulder." "Then what is it, Scully?" "I had a bad dream, that's all." "Go on." "I feel like I'm in therapy here." She mumbled, a small smile on her lips.
"Vell zen," he said, a true Freudian accent in his voice, "donut hesitate to tell me all about ze dream." She laughed. Leave it up to Mulder to make her feel so much better. "Ah-ha! There's that laugh. Come on Scully, I'm getting old and gray here." "Well.I had a dream that I was shot on a case and put into a coma, and you blamed yourself and you.Killed yourself, and I spoke at your funeral and for years after that you kept visiting me as an entity, or spirit, whichever you'd like to call it. And they assigned me a new partner and everything, and he didn't believe in anything you did, and I found myself acting like you. Trying to get him to believe me, believe in all the cases, even if they weren't true, just to spite him." "Wow, Scully. You DO believe." "It was a dream, Mulder. I wouldn't go so far as to say I believed what I was saying." "Well, it was just that Scully. A dream. I'm right here, I haven't gone anywhere, haven't shot myself. I don't plan to, anyway." "The weird part was, you died before I got the chance to say I love you." "Well, we're both glad that isn't true. I love you honeybear." "Mulder, I'm warning you." She said, a pure smile in her voice. "Ooh, I hope you're going to punish me, Scully." "Mulder." she purred, ".you better behave or I won't give you ANYTHING for another week." "But it's Thursday, tomorrow's Friday.I'd have to wait another week!" "Exactly." "Alright, I'm sorry! I love you Scully." "I love you too, Mulder. Goodnight." "'Night." She hung up the phone and smiled. Seven years of being partners and best friends. And two more years of the best sex she'd ever had in her life. It all added up to these nine years. And in a week, they where both resigning from the FBI together. They'd found all the truth they needed, and now they needed to expose it for all it was worth. She heard William stir in his sleep. After all this, they still had him. And she still had Mulder. When he'd been returned from being abducted, he'd been safe. They'd even let him back into the X-Files. Thank God they hadn't replaced him in the mean time. And in a week, well, they'd have all the time in the world. There was a knock on the door. What the hell? She groaned. Mulder. She got up and walked sleepily to the door. She opened it to be greeted by an equally sleepy Mulder. "Mulder." "Expecting someone else?" "Well, that pizza man was suppose to come over and see William." "Very funny, Scully." She stepped aside and let him in, shutting the door behind him. She locked it, and turned to look at him. "Mulder?" "Yeah?" "There's something I need to tell you, that I should have told you a long time ago." "What is it, Scully?" She smiled. "Do you remember when I asked you to father my child, and it didn't take?" He didn't smile, but nodded. "Well, do you remember that one night a while ago, before your abduction, that we slept together for the first time? How I was crying, and you came over and we drank a lot of wine, and ended up in bed together?" Now he smiled, curious as to what her point was. "Yeah, I don't think I could ever forget that, wine or no." "Well, Mulder.That was the night I got pregnant. William.William is your son." His mouth fell open. He was sure he wasn't. After all, it didn't take the first time. Then he smiled and took her in his arms. "I guess the natural way is always best, Mulder." "God Scully, why didn't you tell me before? I had a lot of thoughts of killing that pizza man." She laughed, then pulled away. "Let's go to bed, Scully. After all, we still have work tomorrow." "One more thing." "Oh no, what is it?" She smiled wide. "I'm pregnant." ~FIN~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* See now? I'm just a normal shipper. You KNEW I couldn't leave Mulder dead, or Scully in a coma, didn't you? =) Well, you where RIGHT. I just couldn't do it. I HAD to have a happy ending, with a little humor mixed in. There might be a sequel, I'm not sure. But I hoped you liked this story. It was really my first time at fanfiction, let alone a twist ending. Let me know what you think! ~Madame Spooky~