The New Girl Part II

            By Jinxd n Cursed

Chapter Twelve

Wake Up Call

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            Dana sat in one of the uncomfortable black chairs in the waiting room while the doctors were in ICU trying to work some magic. Every second ticked by obviously and deliberating bringing what seemed like impending death, impending aloneness, impending uncertainty.

            "Dana, relax," Rianna said, easing herself carefully into a chair beside her. Sure, her sister was only a week or two farther along than she was but with her petite frame, she looked twice as big. "Everything will turn out fine."

            "What if he dies?" Dana asked.

            "It will still be fine," Rianna said firmly. "There is some divine plan in this and eventually, no matter what, it will be fine. Maybe it's not the 'fine' you want but god will make sure everything is okay if you just trust him."

            Dana sighed. "I guess… I just… I just want him to wake up so much."

            "We all do," Rianna told her. "Even John does although he's already decided Mulder is crazy without having even met him."

            Dana smiled just slightly at that.

            "Skinner is flying in tomorrow," Rianna told her. "He wants to see him."

            "Good," Dana said.

            Just then, the doctor walked in with a solemn look on his face. Dana immediately got up and rushed over to him.

            "What's going on?" she asked.

            "We were able to get his temperature down to 97 degrees," he told her.

            "97?" she asked. "Why 97?"

            "He has a virus that incubates at high temperatures," he informed her. "If we can keep his temperature at 97 degrees or below, he has a chance. If not, then he's going to die."

            "How difficult can it be?" she asked.

            "As long as another flare up like this doesn't occur, he'll be fine," he told her. "We're working to get his temperature down another degree or two but I believe he will be fine."

            "Thank you doctor," Dana said. "Can I see him?"

            "Of course," he told her.

            She walked down the hall to his room and sat down in her usual chair, reaching for his hand. Once again, it felt cool and comfortable. She noticed something different in his face though. His eyes were less puffy, his face more relaxed. When she looked at the charts, she noticed something different to and all the signs pointed to the same thing: Mulder was waking up.