Chapter 3

Sorry this updates a bit late, but my wireless internet connection breaking and revising for exams I haven't had time.

I think I shall dedicate thisone to my friend laura in thanks for the poem she wrote for me,and everyone who has reviewed this story.

Anyway here goes.

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"Mulder?" Scully asked quietly.

She had just arrived back from her meeting to find Mulder fast asleep and having what appeared to be an extremely distressing dream.

He was covered in sweat and kept thrashing around.

Scully worriedly once again attempted to wake him. She placed her hand lightly on his shoulder and began to shake him.

"Mulder wake up, it's just a bad dream" Scully said trying her best to wake him.

Finally he jolted awake.

"Scully?" Mulder asked appearing very shocked that she was there.

He reached out and touched her arm.

"Scully you were.. you were" Mulder stuttered

"I was what Mulder? Look it was just a bad dream, you should have taken my advice and gone home." Scully said.

She moved her hand to where Mulder's was on her left arm. As soon as she touched it she felt the usual electric feeling she got every time her skin came in contact with his.

"Mulder it was a dream that's all. I think this case we've been working on has got into your head" Scully tried to reassure him

She felt him remove his hand from under hers. He scraped his chair back and stood up facing her.

"Scully…." He paused, looking into her eyes.

"I've got to go and check something out" He said suddenly, willing himself to stop gazing into her eyes.

Grabbing his coat he moved towards the door.

"I'll come with you" Scully said quickly grabbing her coat from the back of her chair.

"Scully you don't have to, you've probably got more important things to do" Mulder said.

"Look your shaken up, I'm not letting you go off by yourself. Anyway where are we going" Scully asked following him out the door.

"To see Mr Taylor"

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It had been half an hour and they'd barely got anything out of Mr Taylor in Scully's opinion. Excusing herself she left Mulder to it and went to watch outside.

"You didn't come here just to talk about the case did you Mr Mulder?" Said Mr Taylor knowingly.

"No.. I came because.. because of some dreams I've been having" Mulder said

"Dreams like the ones I had, about death?" Mr Taylor asked

"Yes" Mulder answered staring at the table in front of him. "Its happened twice now, and I'm afraid they might be like your dreams"

"Describe them to me" Mr Taylor answered

"Well in the first one my partner Agent Scully died by shooting herself. In the second dream I shot her and myself" Mulder said feeling as though it was him being interviewed instead of Mr Taylor.

Mr Taylor sat back in his chair and took a deep breath.

"Tell me Mr Mulder are you and this Agent Scully close?" Mr Taylor asked

"Yeah I guess" Mulder replied

"Do you love her?" Mr Taylor asked

Mulder was just about to reply when he was interrupted by Scully's return.

"Mulder we've got to go, Mr Taylor has to go back to his cell" Scully said, trying to ignore the situation she had just walked in on.

She didn't know exactly what Mulder and Mr Taylor had been discussing, but the tension in the air when she entered the room was extremely high.

A prison guard entered and began directing Mr Taylor out of the room. Mr Taylor stopped at the door and turned, facing Mulder.

"Remember Mr Mulder, Only true love can save you" Mr Taylor said before turning and exiting the room. Leaving Mulder to ponder his words.

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"Mulder are you going to tell me what is going on or what?" Scully asked.

They had just pulled up outside Scully's apartment, and Mulder had been silent the whole journey.

Mulder continued to stare straight ahead.

He looked so distant, and his lovely hazel eyes were focusing so hard.

Scully placed a hand on his knee and snapped him out of his trance.

"Tell me Mulder" Scully insisted

Mulder sighed deeply and looked at Scully, and took in her beauty. She didn't need to know this, she worried enough already, it was already hard for her to sleep.

"It doesn't matter Scully, look your home now, I'm going to go back to work now for a bit and finish some paper work" Mulder said as convincingly as possible.

Scully didn't move, but kept staring at him, her hand still on his knee.

He hated it when she did this.

"Fine Scully you want to know what's wrong, then ill tell you, but don't blame me if you can't sleep tonight.

She nodded to him willing him to tell her.

"I've been having dreams Scully, like Mr Taylor's." Mulder said quickly wanting to get it out in the open. He let the information sink in before he continued.

"Is this related to what happened earlier when you had that dream at work?" Scully asked.

"Yes, but if these dreams are like Mr Taylors , they could come true." Mulder said staring into the black night outside again.

"Mulder what exactly were your dreams about? You had more than one right?" Scully asked

"Yeah I had two. One where… where you killed yourself and one where I killed us both" Mulder said now looking down at the floor.

Scully sat silently for a few minutes processing what he had just said.

"It can't be true, its not been proved that Mr Taylor ever really had dreams, for all we know he just invented them as a kind of alibi" Scully said trying her best to keep any hint of being scared out of her voice.

Quickly she removed her hand off Mulder's knee and turned to open the car door.

"What if it is true Scully? What if you die, I couldn't live with that, and if what if I killed us both?" Mulder said sounding both concerned and scared.

Scully turned back one last time and with one hand she stroked his face.

"Don't worry Mulder I'm not about to die and neither are you." Scully said

Turning round she climbed out of the car and shut the door. Mulder sat and watched her go, praying that what she said was true.

So what do you think? The next chapter will be the last.