Mulder called for a cab when he remembered the reason he was there was a
car accident. He didn't know where to go first except he knew that he was
first going to a used car place. He found a car that was not too bad
looking and affordable. He got in and drove. To where...well that's a
question even he didn't know at first.
Somehow, he ended up where he always ended up on his pointless drives. Scully's apartment building. He decided this was actually one of the last places he wanted to be. But he didn't want to go home, and he didn't want to go to a bar because the only one would ever pick him up was Scully.
So, he just turned the car off and sat there. He put his head down in his hands and let out a sigh. He picked up his head, locked all the doors and crawled into the back. There he sat starring at the back of the driver's seat. He was going over all that had happen in his head.
Finding out her secret, smashing up his apartment, and then pushing her on the floor. Half of him regretted more than anything pushing her onto the floor. He did still love her, even if she didn't love him back.
What was he going to do now though? Loosing Scully was like loosing your best friend and your secret crush all at the same time. But not even the kind where she died, the kind where some other man was going to be lucky enough to have her.
Mulder couldn't take it anymore, he didn't know what he would do without her. She was the only one who didn't think he was crazy, his only friend, his best friend, his first true love, and he wanted her to be his last. Mulder took his gun from his holster and examined it in his hand.
'I could do it, one little pull of a trigger and it's over. No more pain, no more Spooky Mulder. Everyone would be happier. Even Scully..... My dad's not here to care...my mom didn't even care when I was in the hospital. I could do it and make the world a better place.'
Just as Mulder lifted the gun to his head, a rapping on the window scared him and made his arm jump. He still fired but it wasn't an instant death like he had planed because his arm moved.
********************* Scully had seen a car pull in because she was looking out the window. Looking for Mulder actually, praying he would give her an explanation as to what was wrong. She watched him pull in and just sat there. She saw him climb into the back and figured he was going to just sleep there because he was too tired to drive. But when she saw him pull out the gun panic and fear rose in her. She ran out and tapped on the window but was too late.
Luckily she scared him enough so he didn't shoot where he was aiming. He was alive and breathing that calmed her some. But when she went to open the door and realized the keys were locked in with him she panicked again. She began banging on the window and screaming for him to get up.
"MULDER! MULDER PLEASE! GET UP MULDER! UNLOCK THE DOOR!"
Not caring if she got hurt she went to punch the window and break it but ended up hurting her hand. It was bleeding pretty badly but she didn't seem to notice. She began looking around for something to put through the window. She found a rock and threw it threw the front window so as to not hurt Mulder.
After crawling through the window and back to Mulder, she took out her cell and dialed 9-1-1. She held Mulder in her arms and talked to him because he was semi-conscious.
"Mulder can you hear me?"
She got a groan as an answer.
"Mulder.."
"Scully... why... you here?"
Mulder's voice was low and she was barely able to hear it over the sirens that were now getting louder.
"Mulder...there's no place I would rather be..except maybe in my world you wouldn't be...be.."
She couldn't even say the word. Tears had formed in her eyes and there was a lump in her throat.
Mulder smiled and tried to laugh but then hissed in pain.
"...dieing Scully... say the word... dieing."
"No Mulder you won't die."
Her tears where landing on his shirt and he wondered why she was crying.
"Why..why.."
"Why what?"
"Why... you crying?"
Just then men in white were banging on the door and yelling at her to unlock it. Scully unlocked the door and they put Mulder on a stretcher. Scully went into the back with him on the way to the hospital. She held his hand and he just starred at her and watcher her cry. He heard little of what was being said around him, Scully did too for she was deep in thought.
"...blood loss....transfushion....immediate attention..........."
Every time Mulder tried to close his eyes Scully would shake him awake He didn't know what to do
Somehow, he ended up where he always ended up on his pointless drives. Scully's apartment building. He decided this was actually one of the last places he wanted to be. But he didn't want to go home, and he didn't want to go to a bar because the only one would ever pick him up was Scully.
So, he just turned the car off and sat there. He put his head down in his hands and let out a sigh. He picked up his head, locked all the doors and crawled into the back. There he sat starring at the back of the driver's seat. He was going over all that had happen in his head.
Finding out her secret, smashing up his apartment, and then pushing her on the floor. Half of him regretted more than anything pushing her onto the floor. He did still love her, even if she didn't love him back.
What was he going to do now though? Loosing Scully was like loosing your best friend and your secret crush all at the same time. But not even the kind where she died, the kind where some other man was going to be lucky enough to have her.
Mulder couldn't take it anymore, he didn't know what he would do without her. She was the only one who didn't think he was crazy, his only friend, his best friend, his first true love, and he wanted her to be his last. Mulder took his gun from his holster and examined it in his hand.
'I could do it, one little pull of a trigger and it's over. No more pain, no more Spooky Mulder. Everyone would be happier. Even Scully..... My dad's not here to care...my mom didn't even care when I was in the hospital. I could do it and make the world a better place.'
Just as Mulder lifted the gun to his head, a rapping on the window scared him and made his arm jump. He still fired but it wasn't an instant death like he had planed because his arm moved.
********************* Scully had seen a car pull in because she was looking out the window. Looking for Mulder actually, praying he would give her an explanation as to what was wrong. She watched him pull in and just sat there. She saw him climb into the back and figured he was going to just sleep there because he was too tired to drive. But when she saw him pull out the gun panic and fear rose in her. She ran out and tapped on the window but was too late.
Luckily she scared him enough so he didn't shoot where he was aiming. He was alive and breathing that calmed her some. But when she went to open the door and realized the keys were locked in with him she panicked again. She began banging on the window and screaming for him to get up.
"MULDER! MULDER PLEASE! GET UP MULDER! UNLOCK THE DOOR!"
Not caring if she got hurt she went to punch the window and break it but ended up hurting her hand. It was bleeding pretty badly but she didn't seem to notice. She began looking around for something to put through the window. She found a rock and threw it threw the front window so as to not hurt Mulder.
After crawling through the window and back to Mulder, she took out her cell and dialed 9-1-1. She held Mulder in her arms and talked to him because he was semi-conscious.
"Mulder can you hear me?"
She got a groan as an answer.
"Mulder.."
"Scully... why... you here?"
Mulder's voice was low and she was barely able to hear it over the sirens that were now getting louder.
"Mulder...there's no place I would rather be..except maybe in my world you wouldn't be...be.."
She couldn't even say the word. Tears had formed in her eyes and there was a lump in her throat.
Mulder smiled and tried to laugh but then hissed in pain.
"...dieing Scully... say the word... dieing."
"No Mulder you won't die."
Her tears where landing on his shirt and he wondered why she was crying.
"Why..why.."
"Why what?"
"Why... you crying?"
Just then men in white were banging on the door and yelling at her to unlock it. Scully unlocked the door and they put Mulder on a stretcher. Scully went into the back with him on the way to the hospital. She held his hand and he just starred at her and watcher her cry. He heard little of what was being said around him, Scully did too for she was deep in thought.
"...blood loss....transfushion....immediate attention..........."
Every time Mulder tried to close his eyes Scully would shake him awake He didn't know what to do