Mulder felt as if he was drowning in darkness. He felt smothered and trapped. There was a strange warmth in his chest and a growing awareness of chaotic, fragmented noise all around him. Nothing made any sense in his head. She was here, that much he knew, but there was something different in his knowledge of her now, something more. He became aware of a tugging sensation in his throat and a sudden rush of cold air replaced the warmth in his chest as hislungs began to spasm involuntarily. He heard his name, felt a hand fall gently on his face and opened his eyes as her soft lips brushed against his own. Doctor McQuade stared vacantly and shook his head, unable to believe what he had just witnessed. "What just happened here?" he mumbled to no one in particular. Skinner appeared at his back, his glasses held in his right hand as he rubbed his eyes with his left. "I think that's going to be a little hard to explain, doctor," he said. "Nothing that can be understood in medical or scientific terms at least." McQuade had an incredulous look on his face as he backed out the room. "Indeed," was all he managed to say as he bumped into the doorframe. Skinner gestured to the Lone Gunman and without the need for words they followed him out of the room, leaving Scully alone with Mulder. Mulder's vision was starting to clear now, although his definition was still a little fuzzy. One thing that was clear to him the moment he opened his eyes was the face of Scully looking down at him. She was smiling despite the tears that streamed down her cheeks and clutched his hand to her heart. Mulder got that odd feeling again as he regarded her. That sense that she was different somehow. Try as he might, he couldn't put his finger on it. Then he felt his hand being moved from her chest to her lower body as she stood up from the bed. It didn't register at first what his hand was resting against as it was not a contour he was accustomed to. He looked to her face for some hint of explanation and was met with an image he would not forget for as long as he lived. Scully's Eyes were shining in a way he had never seen before and she looked for all the world like a child with the greatest of secrets. A child... "You know, don't you?" she said softly. A hundred questions raced through Mulder's mind but he could not express them in any coherent manner. His facial expression must have said it all as Scully smiled and said, "Birds do it, bees do it" Mulder surprised himself when he found his voice, gravelly and weak as it was. "Even educated M.D.'s..." he coughed.

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Please read and review! Yea know I found that when I kill people off I get more reviews... maybe I should kill people off more often... anyways if it's not up yet I also put another chappie up today so be looking for it. Also if you're wondering about the format in this chapter compared to all the others and to all my other stories, yes it's different. My cousin's going to be helping me write this from now on because I was getting into another writers block and I couldn't stand to do that to you again! So I called on my cousin for help. Also I was wondering if anyone knew the name of that song that's played quite a few times throughout without and within... it's actually played in the beginning of them I think...anyway I think it's the only song played in them... and it has words but I can't understand them and anyways I would very much appreciate your help. Thank you.