"Mulder," Scully whispered.
He shifted in the bed, yanking most the covers along with him.
"Mulder," she tried again.
"What?" he mumbled.
"I want him safe. I want Mel safe. They aren't safe with us," she told him.
"They will never be safe with or without us. Why do you do this to yourself? Why do you put everything on your shoulders?" Mulder asked, almost angrily.
She didn't reply and yanked the covers back to her side.
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"John," Monica murmured into his ear.
He startled awake.
"Sorry," she said, smiling apologetically.
He cleared his throat and sat up on the living room couch.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Mel still isn't home," she said, sitting next to him.
He took her hand in his and leaned his head back, sighing heavily.
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"Will?"
"Hm?"
"If I asked you to do anything, would you do it?"
"You know I would."
"They'll be after you always. My parents, your parents…they'll always be in danger. I know where these men are. I know who to go to to make it stop but they would never allow it."
"What are you asking me to do?"
"Come with me."
"I can't do that. I can't leave them again."
"It was a stupid idea anyway."
"No, just unrealistic."
"Yeah…"
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Author's notes:
I'm having a little trouble trying to figure out where I'm going with this story and if I have lost sight of what I was going for originally. I feel like I've messed the story up b/c I'm tying in all this crap that I could personally do without. But then again you can only go so far with UST and teenage hoo-ha. So, I don't know. Feedback would be great and some ideas or a nudge in a certain direction. Thanks to everyone who still reads my stuff!!!