He was back again, standing before her, smiling wistfully. This time she could hear his words.
"Scully...I'm here Scully...don't give up on me...I'm right here with you...I'm not going to leave you again... Can you hear me Scully?"
Scully snapped awake with a sharp intake of air and a searing pain in her back.
"Jesus!"
She exclaimed. Her body protested the sudden return to consciousness and it took a few moments for her to realize where she was. The room came back into focus and her eyes rested on the face of Mulder, unmoving and unchanged. She frowned and reached up to stroke his face.
"Mulder, I'm here, I can feel you with me, but you have to fight. D'ya hear me Mulder? Fight!"
Just then, the door opened and in walked three familiar figures. Langly, Frohike and Byers shuffled towards the bed with their heads bowed. They looked uncomfortable, like clowns at a funeral. Their arrival lifted Scully's spirits momentarily for she knew that when anything unorthodox and underhand needed doing, these guys were ideally suited to the job. Frohike picked up the metal chart suspended from the end of the bed frame.
"They haven't go a clue, have they?"
He said flipping through the pages.
"There's no training in Medical School that prepares them for alien abductees. They have nothing to go on here."
Scully explained, surprised at her own rational tone considering her mental outbreak.
"Skinner figured we could maybe help out." Explained Langly. "Called us this morning."
"Whatever it takes." Byers added in. "We're here for you, and for Mulder."
Scully smiled and nodded appreciatively at them before returning her gaze to Mulder. Somewhere in the distant reaches of her subconscious, she was sure she heard his voice again. Barely discernible, she picked out an expletive and what sounded like a reference to The Wizard of Oz. She stifled a giggle as she turned to The Lone Gunman.
"Mulder says hi." Their puzzled expressions forced her to explain herself.
"I can hear him, I don't know how but he's here... he's communicating with me. It might have something to do with his altered brain activity..."
Scully sighed in frustration
"I don't know."
Skinner made his entrance then, nodding at the assembled group.
"Glad you could make it, we have a lot of work to do. I just spoke with Doctor McQuade and he admits he's at a loss. They're going to do another MRI scan in about an hour and we can hopefully compare the results with those obtained the last time he exhibited these symptoms."
"It's different this time."
Scully was met with blank stares so she tried to elaborate.
"He's at peace. It's as if his body has just shut down to allow his mind to heal. I don't think he's suffering or in any pain."
"That may be so, but they still have valid concerns regarding his physical condition. They're going along the lines of some kind of brain injury caused by oxygen starvation."
Skinner looked at the floor as he continued.
"They're not ruling out the possibility that even if he comes out of the coma he may remain in a permanent vegetative state."
Scully sighed, "Let's just hope they're wrong."
more soon I hope I'm sending the next chapter to my beta after this :-D
"Scully...I'm here Scully...don't give up on me...I'm right here with you...I'm not going to leave you again... Can you hear me Scully?"
Scully snapped awake with a sharp intake of air and a searing pain in her back.
"Jesus!"
She exclaimed. Her body protested the sudden return to consciousness and it took a few moments for her to realize where she was. The room came back into focus and her eyes rested on the face of Mulder, unmoving and unchanged. She frowned and reached up to stroke his face.
"Mulder, I'm here, I can feel you with me, but you have to fight. D'ya hear me Mulder? Fight!"
Just then, the door opened and in walked three familiar figures. Langly, Frohike and Byers shuffled towards the bed with their heads bowed. They looked uncomfortable, like clowns at a funeral. Their arrival lifted Scully's spirits momentarily for she knew that when anything unorthodox and underhand needed doing, these guys were ideally suited to the job. Frohike picked up the metal chart suspended from the end of the bed frame.
"They haven't go a clue, have they?"
He said flipping through the pages.
"There's no training in Medical School that prepares them for alien abductees. They have nothing to go on here."
Scully explained, surprised at her own rational tone considering her mental outbreak.
"Skinner figured we could maybe help out." Explained Langly. "Called us this morning."
"Whatever it takes." Byers added in. "We're here for you, and for Mulder."
Scully smiled and nodded appreciatively at them before returning her gaze to Mulder. Somewhere in the distant reaches of her subconscious, she was sure she heard his voice again. Barely discernible, she picked out an expletive and what sounded like a reference to The Wizard of Oz. She stifled a giggle as she turned to The Lone Gunman.
"Mulder says hi." Their puzzled expressions forced her to explain herself.
"I can hear him, I don't know how but he's here... he's communicating with me. It might have something to do with his altered brain activity..."
Scully sighed in frustration
"I don't know."
Skinner made his entrance then, nodding at the assembled group.
"Glad you could make it, we have a lot of work to do. I just spoke with Doctor McQuade and he admits he's at a loss. They're going to do another MRI scan in about an hour and we can hopefully compare the results with those obtained the last time he exhibited these symptoms."
"It's different this time."
Scully was met with blank stares so she tried to elaborate.
"He's at peace. It's as if his body has just shut down to allow his mind to heal. I don't think he's suffering or in any pain."
"That may be so, but they still have valid concerns regarding his physical condition. They're going along the lines of some kind of brain injury caused by oxygen starvation."
Skinner looked at the floor as he continued.
"They're not ruling out the possibility that even if he comes out of the coma he may remain in a permanent vegetative state."
Scully sighed, "Let's just hope they're wrong."
more soon I hope I'm sending the next chapter to my beta after this :-D