Chapter 11
I felt like all hope was lost. Maybe agent Doggett was right. Maybe I should move on with my life without Mulder however hard that would be. I held Mulder's hand as he laid on his death bed.
At least this time I'll have a change to say goodbye, I thought to myself.
I heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," I said softly. Bill and Mom walked in. I instantly looked away from them. I didn't want them to see me cry. I was sick of the tears. My mom walked over to me and put her arms around my neck.
"Pray, Dana," She whispered in my ear," That's the only way to get yourself out of this mess." I stared at Mulder, unresponsive to my mother's comment. A few minutes later she left the room leaving Bill standing at the door. He opened his mouth and then closed it. There was nothing he could say. He tried again.
" I'm really sorry..." He said. I still didn't move. He looked at me then exited the room.
I laid on Mulder's chest and closed my eyes and started to pray. I way so busy with everything else in life I'd had forgotten to pray...As I was drifting so sleep I felt the cold fingers beneath my hand twitch. The moment I been waiting for that seemed like an eternity was happening.