*Chapter 2*
Thursday, May 5th *Six Months Earlier*
They would run endless tests on her. She had numerous scars covering her arms from all of the needles which had to be put into her regularly. The procedures seemed like they would never stop, especially at this stage of the cancer. The doctor's explained that this would be the toughest time, not that any of it was easy.
Scully was much more aware of any of this than I was though. She was a doctor herself, she knew how she would have to suffer. I could never understand what she was going through as much as she did, scientifically or emotionally.
Despite this, she never complained. Then again, she hand't always been open to me about things.
Sometimes I could see it in her eyes; the feelings and emotions which she harbored so deeply inside of herself.
She wanted to be strong.
But she didn't have to be strong for me.
I know that she would worry a lot of times while lying there in that lonely hospital room. She would worry that she wouldn't be able to be there for me and my quest, that she would leave me partnerless with no one to trust, no one to be with on this journey of mine.
I felt selfish at times, that I had made a mess of her life. She never got the chance to have a normal life, to be with her family. Her family would tell her about it on occasion, yet she never quit on me.
About two weeks later is when a ray of hope finally shone through.
She was preparing for the worst. But a pleasant surprise, or what one might call a miracle, happened.
The doctor told us that her cancer had gone into remission. He couldn't explain it, but she was recovering surprisingly fast.
It looked like the life had been breathed right back into her. It's the first that I saw her smile for a long while. She was so happy.
It wasn't long before the doctor's released her from the hospital. Once she was out, you couldn't hold her down. I insisted to her many times that she shouldn't be at the FBI working with me, but spending more time at home and with her family. She had a second chance, and she should take advantage of it.
That lifestyle didn't much appeal to her though. At this point, my quest had also become hers, we were working together towards one goal.
However, fate still wasn't working on my side. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
Thursday, May 5th *Six Months Earlier*
They would run endless tests on her. She had numerous scars covering her arms from all of the needles which had to be put into her regularly. The procedures seemed like they would never stop, especially at this stage of the cancer. The doctor's explained that this would be the toughest time, not that any of it was easy.
Scully was much more aware of any of this than I was though. She was a doctor herself, she knew how she would have to suffer. I could never understand what she was going through as much as she did, scientifically or emotionally.
Despite this, she never complained. Then again, she hand't always been open to me about things.
Sometimes I could see it in her eyes; the feelings and emotions which she harbored so deeply inside of herself.
She wanted to be strong.
But she didn't have to be strong for me.
I know that she would worry a lot of times while lying there in that lonely hospital room. She would worry that she wouldn't be able to be there for me and my quest, that she would leave me partnerless with no one to trust, no one to be with on this journey of mine.
I felt selfish at times, that I had made a mess of her life. She never got the chance to have a normal life, to be with her family. Her family would tell her about it on occasion, yet she never quit on me.
About two weeks later is when a ray of hope finally shone through.
She was preparing for the worst. But a pleasant surprise, or what one might call a miracle, happened.
The doctor told us that her cancer had gone into remission. He couldn't explain it, but she was recovering surprisingly fast.
It looked like the life had been breathed right back into her. It's the first that I saw her smile for a long while. She was so happy.
It wasn't long before the doctor's released her from the hospital. Once she was out, you couldn't hold her down. I insisted to her many times that she shouldn't be at the FBI working with me, but spending more time at home and with her family. She had a second chance, and she should take advantage of it.
That lifestyle didn't much appeal to her though. At this point, my quest had also become hers, we were working together towards one goal.
However, fate still wasn't working on my side. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
