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"Excuse me," I said walking to the nurse's station.

"Scully," Skinner called. I walked over to him.

"How is he?"

"It's not looking good. The doctors say he's in a coma. He's lost a lot of blood. The bullet grazed his spinal chord. He can't breath on his own. They say it's only a matter of days before his heart just gives up and stops."

"There's got to be a way, there has to be something."

"I'm sorry." Skinner said.

"I have to talk to the doctors." I said. And I did, at great length, only to find that Skinner was right. Mulder was going to die. He'd just gone for coffee. I sat by his bed and held his hand. Tears streamed down my face. "This can't be happening." I said to his still, lifeless form. "This can't happen Mulder. Not now, not after everything else we've been through, you can't leave me here. I can't do this on my own. I can't loose you."

I prayed. I prayed for a miracle. Thoughts of Grace circled my brain. What if she could heal? What if I could talk her into healing Mulder? "I'll be back Mulder, I'll be back really soon." I said and kissed his forehead. I ran out of the room and back to my car. I drove to the Cathedral. I knew that Father Brain and Grace lived in a small cottage joined to the office I'd been in earlier that day. I had no idea what time it was. But there was a light on in one of the rooms downstairs. I knocked on the window just as rain started to pour from the sky.

Grace appeared at the window a second later. She looked shocked for a second then disappeared. She must have walked around to the front door because the next thing I knew she was beside me.

"Agent Scully?" She said softly.

"He's going to die Grace, you have to make him better.

"I can't."

"Why?" I asked. If, I said if, you can heal people. Don't you want to? Don't you want to help?"

"Yes, of course, I said that already. But I can't, it's obviously God's plan for things to play out the way they do."

"But couldn't it also be part of God's plan for you to heal people?"

"Yes, but I can't heal everyone, and it's not up to me to decide who lives and who dies. If there was a way for me to heal everyone that wanted to be healed everywhere in the world, then I would. But I won't heal only the people in my general vicinity. It's not fair."

"Is it fair to let innocent people die?"

"It's God's will." She said.

"Please Grace, please, you have to help me. Mulder is the most important thing in my life, he's the only," I stopped suddenly. The rain cleared. "He's the only man I've ever loved this way."

"Why do you come here if you don't even believe me?"

"I do believe, I'm just afraid to admit that to myself." I said. "Please,"

"No, I can't." She said. It started to rain again. "We spoke extensively about faith this afternoon. I said you'd need that information, well now's the time."

"What do you mean?"

"All you need is faith." Grace said. "Faith in God."

"I don't think my faith is strong enough." I said.

"Nonsense. Faith in God is faith in God. If you believe something so outrageous such as that I can heal people, why don't you believe me when I say that true faith is never lost? Questioned yes, but never gone."

"I don't know."

"That's right, you don't know, and the only reason you don't know is because you're trying to complicate things. You're handed a pen and asked to give a signature. You detail your entire life story.  I don't want your life story, I don't need to know everything, I just want to know your full name. Get my drift?"

"It's as simple as faith?" I asked.

"It's as simple as faith." She nodded. "As simple as believing you can do it." She said. The rain stopped again. "Come inside, let me get you warm and dry."

"No," I shook my head and pulled away from her. "I have to get back to the hospital. I have to get back to Mulder." I turned around and ran back to my car.

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