Chapter 13

"What the," Mollie gasped and sprung to her feet.

Kiara's eyes bore into hers as Kiara turned to exit the doorway.

"Wait," Mollie yelled and ran to the door.

She ran out into the hallway, turning to face the way Kiara had walked. There was no one there.

Grabbing the arm of a passing orderly, she asked, "Where did she go?"

"Who?" The young man asked, looking at Mollie like she was crazy.

"What do you mean, 'Who'? The woman, the redhead that just ran out of this room!"

"Uh, Miss, you are the only person I've seen in this wing," he replied, eyeing her with a curious eye.

Mollie stared at him. How could he have not seen her? She blinked and was perplexed as her eyes threatened to stay shut. When did she get so tired? She shook her head a little, trying to rid the sleep that had invaded her senses.

"Miss, are you all right," the orderly asked, grabbing Mollie's arm.

She swayed a bit in his grasp and let out a moan.

"I'm okay, I think. I'm just so tired."

She blinked again and crumbled to the floor, her legs giving out as she passed into unconsciousness.

The orderly gasped and bent down to check her pulse.

"Help! We need a doctor," he screamed. "Somebody please help!"

Kiara peeked around the corner as the orderly ran to get help. Everything was playing out just as she wanted. Everything was coming together excellently. She smiled an evil smile and then turned. As she walked into the black vortex behind her, the alarms on the machines in Mollie's father's room began to scream.

Scully watched the scene play out before her eyes.

The men grunt as their swords collide, sending a shower of sparks to the ground. The older man's sword glows with an unearthly shine, as if a light comes from within the metal.

The younger man grins as he knocks the sword from the older man's grasp. The old man falls to his knees, a look of acceptance of his death painted his worn features. The young man stalks forward towards the man. Without even batting an eye, he drives his sword through the mans chest, and walks away.

The old man grabs his chest and falls to the ground.

His eyes stay open and tears run down his cheeks. The spark in his eyes fades away, as his spirit abandons the earthly shell and his body goes limp.

The old man dies. The kingdom falls. The sword returns from whence it came.

Morgayne cries.

Scully looked up at Morgayne.

"Was that what I think it was," she asked, amazed at what she had seen. That was just a fairy tale wasn't it?

"Yes. That was the death of my brother," Morgayne replied.

"I can't believe it," Scully stated, shaking her head. "I thought that Morgayne wanted the kingdom to leave his hands."

Morgayne glared at Scully.

"I'm not as bad as the stories make me out to be. I wasn't perfect. No one is. Now keep watching."

The mists brightened, but instantly went dark again as a shrill mechanical beep permeated the fog.

Morgayne gasped and looked at Scully.

"No," she screamed.

"What is that," Scully cried, covering her ears from the incessant ringing.

It almost sounded like a life support machines alarm, when the patient dies...

"Dr. Simpson, we need your help, quickly," a nurse said as she threw open the door to Scully's room.

Mulder and the doctor turned to look at her.

"What is it Tory," he asked, already moving to the door.

"We've got a coma patient in cardiac arrest and a young girl down," she said, holding the door open.

"Wait, this young girl, who is she," Mulder asked rushing to follow the doctor and nurse. He had a bad feeling about this.

"I don't know. An orderly found her. She had just come out of the man's room."

"Oh my God. Mollie," Mulder breathed and ran after the nurses and doctor.

The blackness swallowed Mollie and she shivered. It was so cold in here, wherever here was. She was alone, that's for sure.

A small, dim, red light appeared in front of her and grew until it was the size of a person, brightening until Mollie had to squint her eyes to cut out the glare. Her eyes widened as Kiara walked out from the light.

She took a step back, trying to get as far away from this woman as possible.

"Don't be foolish, Mollie," Kiara scolded, as she grabbed Mollies arm. "I'm not going to hurt you. Or at least I don't want to."

"How do I know that? You've killed everyone else I loved. Why not kill me," she yelled back, struggling against the surprisingly strong grip Kiara had on her arm.

"Have I? How do you know?" Kiara frowned at her. "Now hurry up, we must find them."

"Who?" Mollie asked, completely perplexed at this situation.

"Morgayne and Danu`," she said.

"Danu`? Don't you mean Dana," Mollie asked, resigning herself and following after Kiara.

"Of course. Dana," Kiara nodded. "Now hurry. We must get to them before Morgayne turns this into something its not."

The loud constant beep continued.

Scully kept her ears covered and looked up at Morgayne.

"What is that," she screamed again.

Morgayne yelled something back at her which Scully was unable to hear.

"What," she asked again, raising her voice above the beep.

Morgayne turned her head, rolling her eyes, and disappeared, leaving Scully alone in the small boat. She widened her eyes and stood, rushing to the place where Morgayne had stood. The mists grew darker and Scully looked around, her eyes tearing up. For one of the first times in her life, she was truly and utterly afraid and alone. Having no idea how to get out of wherever she was, no way to get to Mulder, she let out a terrified scream.

Mulder ran behind the doctors towards the wing where they had found the girl who he was sure would be Mollie. He sent up a silent prayer that when they arrived, it wouldn't be Mollie on the floor. However, he knew deep down in his gut that his request was futile.

They rushed down the hall and he saw a crowd of nurse gathered around a body. As he drew nearer, his fears were realized. It was Mollie.

An older blonde nurse stood up when she saw Dr. Simpson rush up.

"What happened here, Sandie," He demanded.

"She just went down, sir. I have no clue what's going on." She shook her head. "Her pulse is normal, and her BP is fine. We can't get her to wake up though. At first I thought she had just fainted, but she won't wake up."

Mulder stepped up to her.

"You won't be able to. She's in a coma. I'm sure that when you run tests, you'll find that I'm right," he said, looking at her and the doctor.

Dr. Simpson and the nurse gaped at him.

"What about him," Mulder continued, tilting his head towards Mollie's father's room.

"Dr. Woods is in there with him now, working on him. His heart stopped beating. They're trying to get it started again," the nurse, Sandie, explained.

The door to his room opened and three nurses and a young doctor stepped out. The young doctor stopped and looked up at Dr. Simpson and shook his head.

"We lost him. Called it at 10:38," the young man told him, his eyes watering over a little. He sniffed and tried to quell his emotions, but Mulder could see through his attempt. This man was obviously a new doctor.

"Its okay, Brent. You did everything you could," Dr. Simpson said, placing his hand on the mans shoulder.

The man nodded and stepped around them to help the nurses place Mollie on the rolling bed.

"One of our newest doctors. Straight out of med school. Damn good kid," Dr. Simpson explained, without looking back at Mulder.

Mulder nodded and looked in the room at Mollies father. His body was covered with a pristine white sheet.

"Alright. Let's get her to a room people," Dr. Simpson said. Raising his voice over the commotion.

The doctors and nurses snapped to action and followed the doctor down the hall, pushing Mollie's bed as they went.

Mulder stood in the doorway to Mollie's father's room, overcome by sadness. When Mollie woke up, she would be an orphan. No more family. He frowned and turned to follow the entourage of doctors and nurses.

As he took a step towards the crowd, he gazed one last time into Mollie's fathers room, his eyes widening at what he saw.

There, standing at Ewan O'Brien's bedside, was Morgayne.

Continued in Chapter 14