"I wont talk
I wont breathe
I wont move till you finally see
That you belong with me..."
Rolling over onto his side, he hugged her tightly and kissed her neck. She smiled softly as her breathing returned to normal and the two lulled to slumber peacefully knowing that nether would wake to regret it...
Chapter 14
Two weeks later
St. Mary's Hospital
Washington D.C.
Robes of white washed past her eyes in a daze as she slumped over in her chair trying to keep sleep at bay. Tears of red pain stung at her eyes. Biting her lip, Scully shifted in her hospital chair only thinking of the events that had led to tonight.
Over the past two weeks, she had found herself letting her feelings pour out. She developed a renewed sense of spirit as Mulder and she had closed the gap between them. In this new light, Scully had shared several nights with Mulder since then. Not finding a lonely bed brought serenity to her.
Mulder's sickness had rested at bay for the last few months until this night. Scully had invited Mulder to her apartment to watch a movie and some take out; a somewhat ritualistic event for the two...
Scully cradled her head on Mulder's chest as she sighed slightly. The movie had less than twenty minutes left, she estimated. As Mulder shifted to his left, a sharp pain shot up through his head.
He gasped in pain and doubled over pushing Scully from his arms. As she pulled herself up from the floor, she found Mulder in excruciating pain. When she determined that he couldn't even respond to her sounds she fumbled for the phone, and dialed 911...
It was four-fourteen, according to the hospital clock. She glanced at it every minute or so. Mulder had gone in three hours ago. She blinked her heavy eyes in regret. What good had the smoking man been to her? Mulder was getting worse and she still had nothing. She shook the thoughts away as the doctor approached her.
She got up quickly, "How is he!" her eyes pleading with the doctor as though he held Mulder's life in his hands.
"Please, Miss Scully, its going to be okay. If you will just calm down." He assured her.
"So he's okay then?" A sigh of relief hung over her.
"He's stabilized for the moment but this was just a minor attack. No permanent brain damage was done but I'm afraid his timeframe is becoming very limited;" he took a breath before continuing, "possibly two, maybe three months with luck. I need you to understand that."
The tears held up as she nodded with a realizing truth. He wasn't going to make it. She had finally let herself love him and now he would be gone.
Two days later
St. Mary's Hospital
Washington D.C.
Mulder's room
Scully clutched Mulder's hand as he smiled at her.
"Did the doctor tell you?" She asked afraid of the answer.
Mulder nodded slowly, "Scully, don't do this..."
Tears streamed down her face, "Mulder...I can't... help..."
"Shhh..." He smiled weakly up at her, "I've waited all my life for this and god knows I must the most damned man to lose you so quickly..." He chucked.
"Mulder, don't say that. Don't lose hope. I'm sure there must be some cure..."
He stopped her, "Don't you dare, Dana. I won't watch you do that to yourself. All I want is spend what I have left with you. I'm not going to hide my love for you anymore; I've already lost too much time."
He wrapped his hand tighter around hers...
"I've waited all my life, To cross this line
To the only thing that's true, So I will not hide
Its time to try, Anything to be with you
All my life I've waited
This is true"
True
Ryan Cabrera