I wanted to cry so badly. Just seeing Scully so helpless, so… lifeless scares me. She's a very independent person; strong, smart, even fun to be around. I just can't imagine life without her.

I just can't.

She's my best friend, my constant, my touchstone, my everything. Even my soul mate, though we're complete opposites.

Why am I just standing here, with the rain washing down my face, when I could be helping Scully? Because two big brutes - well, okay, police officers - are holding me captive. True, I would only be in the EMTs way.

"… not… make it…"

Those three words froze me to my very core.

"NO!" I cried out, lunging forward. My lunge caught my two "jail guards" by surprise, thus letting me fly out of their grip. "No! She's going to make it! Get her to the hospital, NOW!"

One of the paramedics came to me and tried to calm me down. "Sir, she's not going to make it. She's lost too much blood."

I wouldn't hear of it. I went to Scully's side, and started crying even harder. "Oh God, Scully, please don't leave me…"

When Scully spoke, her voice was raspy and quiet. I had to lean in close just to hear her speak two words: "Hold me."

I didn't even know how. Her body was drenched in crimson liquid, and I could bet more was coming out of her from a wound God knows where. I didn't want to hurt her anymore… she was in enough pain.

"… Hold me."

Finally I scooped her up, with her head resting on the inside of my forearm. I held her there and willed my strength into her. "Please don't die, Scully. I need you…"

The corners of her mouth turned up into a small smile, which just tore at my insides some more. I bent down and kissed that smile, getting a whiff of copper.

Her sweet soulful eyes were closed now, the smile telling me she was in bliss.

And I sat there, on my knees, holding her close to me, my head resting on her slowing heart. And I cried in silent sobs, as the white medical angels stood around the two of us in a circle.

I cried as she slipped away from me, even though I was holding on to her as tight as I could.

I cried as she died in my arms.