"I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with…"

"Hey, good morning, Agent Scully. How you feeling today?" John came up to her smiling. She smiled back.

"I'm fine. How are you feeling?" She asked cumbersomely.

"Me? Good. But then I don't got a little J. Edgar to lug around." He gestured to her now swollen belly. Only two months to go she kept reminding herself.

"A.D. Skinner just called. He told me about your meeting with Kersh." Her eyes filled with a slight sadness as she had already guessed his answer.

"Well, whatever he told you I'm still going to be here to drive you crazy with questions and nagging doubt." He flashed her a grin that in turn caught back a famous Scully stare.

"You'd be crazy to stay, Agent Doggett. This is a huge career opportunity for you." She addressed him formally as she came forward.

"It's not my career he's got in mind." He stated as he perused a folder on his desk.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"In six weeks, you go on maternity leave. Kersh transfers me out, guess what? He gets to lock that door over there for good." He looked down at her belly one last time before looking up at her.

"You don't owe me anything, Agent Doggett." She stated flatly.

John Doggett stared blankly at Skinner, "You told Agent Scully any of what you told me?"

"No."

"My strong recommendation, Sir: Don't. This thing pans out or not, you're going to reopen wounds that still need a lot of healing. Not to mention the fact that she's had a difficult pregnancy. You know that as well as anybody." John reminded him.

All thoughts left her mind as she wildly hurried down the hallway of the US Naval Hospital. Could it be true? After all that she had seen and encountered, could this really be happening? As she turned the hall she came face to face with Skinner.

"Is it true?" Her eyes frantically searching his for any sign.

Putting his arms against her, he whispered, "Slow down."

"No. I want to see him." The urgency in her voice nearly broke Skinner. After all this time what if this was nothing.

"I know you do..." He started as she broke out with choked words.

"No, I need to see him, damn it!" Frantic, she tried to dash past him but he caught her in his arms. As she struggled back the tears, John came out from the room and caught sight of her. She came towards him, trying desperately to keep composed.

"What did they say?"

John looked at her with a broken sadness.

"And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life…"

"I need to see him" Her voice came small and defeated. His heart went out to her.

"I know... but I wish you wouldn't." The words meant so much more to them than just that, but no more was said as she went into the room.

In a wave of emotions she held back the tears and she came forwards towards his bed. Blinking back the pain, she held her hand out and touched his chest. When she felt the solidity, she gasped out small sobs.

The impossible was here with her. He wasn't dead just yet. He looked it though, as she studied the horrible the wounds that littered his precious face. He looked so peaceful just as he did at the wake. As she felt the small heart beat that emitted from his chest she broke down and sobbed against his chest.

Scully sat next to Mulder's bed holding his hand as she dozed in and out. The door clicked open and she looked up to find John standing there.

"You can't do this to yourself." John stated adamantly as he came in next to her.

"You asked me not to come in here, Agent Doggett. I hope you're not asking me to leave." She stated more sharply than she had intended.

Taken aback at her stubbornness, he assured her, "Concern's for your well-being, Agent Scully. That's all it's ever for. I felt this was a bad idea from the start. I told the Assistant Director so. Worrying about the effect it might have on you."

Her face softened but only for a second as she retorted, "You mean finding Mulder alive?"

"I know you came in here with the doctors. I'm sure you must have asked them what his chances are."

Her eyes widen as she let go of Mulder's hand and stood up, "Agent Doggett... ...However I felt about you when we first met, you changed my opinion with the quality of your character and of your work. Now, I am thankful to know you and I am thankful for your concern... ...But no matter what Mulder's chances are the choice not to open up that grave was wrong. And not because of me personally but as my partner on the X-Files." Her words stabbed him with a sharp twist as he remained motionless. She had made her choice and he had expected that.

"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"

Scully sat next to Mulder still clutched defiantly to his hand. As she rubbed his fingers, she felt a twitch that was not her own. A short gasp escaped past her lips as his eyes slowly fluttered open.

"Mulder…" She whispered. A flicker of laughter and sadness washed across her face as she stared back him in amazement. After a moment of silence, she mustered out a simple, "Hi."

Mulder's face remained motionless as he took in her face, "Who are you?"

At the mutter of these words, her euphoria crashed upon the floor which was most noticeably seen in her face. Seeing the pain, he relented and smiled warmly up at her. An audible laugh slipped past her tears and she burst out, "Oh, my god. Don't do that to me."

He smiled at her even more deeply, "Do you know...? Do you have any idea what you've been through?" She asked.

Shaking his head, he whispers in a scratchy voice, "Only what I see in your face." In an instance, Scully's face shows the wear and tear of all she had ever faced in the months before. As hesaw this flicker of despair, his heart ached with a love he shouldn't have, a love he doesn't deserve. Moving forward, she leaned into his chest with a certain peace.

John Doggett stood outside the door for a moment's time before he finally found the courage to come. As he entered silently, Scully looked up from Mulder's chest, her eyes assured his fears. Mulder was awake. He stared at her for a moment's time taking in the scene before he finally accepted the truth and walked out.

What seemed like hours later, he sat in his apartment afraid of what had transpired tonight. He was truly happy for her but it was bittersweet none the less. A soft rap came from the door as he pulled himself from his thoughts. A very pregnant Scully stood there looking down at the ground as he pulled the door open.

She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. Before she even spoke one word, John beat her to it.

"You don't have to say anything, its okay, really."

A silent minute passed before she mustered up the courage to continue, "That's just it, and I don't what to say. It's not something that happens everyday. I never really expected him to come back. I'm…"

Pressing a finger to her lip, he stopped her, "Don't do this. This is okay and I mean it. All I ever wanted for you was happiness. He needs you and it's as simple as that."

"I'm so sorry, John. I can't even comprehend…"

Interrupting her again, "Please, Dana," He pleaded, "I won't regret this, ever. You love him and I know that. You told me that you couldn't give me your heart and I accepted that. Go to him."

She nodded placidly as she wiped at the tears. Leaning forward he brushed a stray tear away, "You gave me something I never though possible; the chance to love again."

Without another word, he sent her on her way before he broke down. She left with a heavy heart but she knew he was right. She loved Mulder more than anything and he was back. She had been given another chance to be with him.

The man she admired so much, the person who never gave up any hope whatsoever except when it came to his own well being. The man she felt was her complete and utter half. The man she willingly gave up her body up to. The man she now shared a soon to born child with. The man she loved now and forever.

John had saved her from her own darkness but they weren't meant to be. They both knew nothing would ever be the same again but at least things were moving forward again. They would move past it and continue on in pursuit of the truth, a truth that would save them all.

"Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side…"

If you're Not the One

Daniel Bedingfield

FIN