Out cold, she seemed to be dreaming;

It was raining. She was in Time Square, facing an old tree. Mulder was by her side with a blank expression showing no shred of emotion. Suddenly the tree started talking to her;

"Did you like your life?"

She didn't know what to say, even if the question was directed at her.

"Dana. I'm waiting."

"Me? Oh well, yes. I suppose I took a lot of it for granite, but more or less."

"Then why did you wish it all away?"

"I, I didn't. I don't know how this thing happened."

"If you could do your life all over again, would you?"

Scully didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell if the rain was running down her face, or tear. Before she knew what she was saying she answered, "No! I wouldn't! I swear just help me! Help me!" She started sobbing.

A little boy jumped down from the tree. "I'm sorry mommy. I thought you would like to be my mommy. I liked it."

"Sam! Oh, how did-" but before she could finish, she awoke from the dream in a hospital bed, Mulder still at her side.