Location: St. Mary's Catholic Church, Beaufort, SC
08: 55 pm
Mulder held her close in his arms. He felt his heart racing and pounding against her cheeks. It was cold as he has now wrapped her in his coat as she was almost shivering when he found her on the cold ground. But he didn't care for himself anymore as he blamed himself for letting her stay outside and to the victim of the killer.
Both Scully and Mr. Henderson was unconscious by the time he found them. He thanked God that old man's scream was loud enough to distract him of his search and to look for Scully. But he never expected this to happen. He looked at the old man, who is now handcuffed and laid on the wet, cold ground. The spike had pierced his left shoulder, right above his armpit. He will survive, he thought silently.
He looked at her with empathy, as he cursed the paramedics silently for taking this much time to reach them. He sighed and looked at the bright stars above them with his eyes closed, trying to calm him down for one more minute.
Just then, she startled. Without knowing that it is Mulder who is holding her, she cried out helplessly trying to escape from his hold and started to sob uncontrollably without a warning.
"Shh…Shh…Shhh..its ok…you are safe now…" he held her and consoled her like as if she is a child.
"Mulder…" her hands were trembling as she reached to touch his face. He shifted her carefully to her side so that one of his arms is free to stroke away the few strands of hair which covered her face. She clasped his hand tightly as if she is about to lose him.
"How are you feeling? Not dizzy or sick right"
She nodded in return, feeling much better than how she felt a few minutes ago. "It's cold…" she whispered, burying herself more to his warmth.
"They will come soon…don't sleep…just keep talking to me ok" he looked into her eyes.
She let go of his hand and wrapped her arm around his neck, drawing him close, close enough so that their foreheads are resting against each other. She felt his heart racing.
"Mulder…"
"Hmm…"
"Are you ok…"
"I worried that I was too late…It all felt so unreal…and I prayed that my instincts to be wrong…"
"So your prayers have been answered" She looked at him, with gleaming eyes, in a dark blue shade, darker than the deepest of the oceans.
"Yea…" He smiled as he cupped her face in his hands to kiss her. It felt like an eternity as the time froze right before their eyes. Suddenly there was no coldness, no breezy winds nor the haunting sounds of the woods. She tried so hard to hold her exhausted breath until at once she couldn't hold it anymore.
"I'm ok…I'm…I'm ok…" she was still struggling to catch her breath as she clung into his embrace. "Sing for me Mulder" she said in a faint voice.
"What" he chuckled "I really don't think it's a good idea…not when the paramedics' siren is even close enough"
"no no…trust me it will be good… I have heard you humming tunes sometimes…it was good" she gave him an assuring pat on his back.
There was a mere moment of silence before he spoke back.
"You know you can stop me anytime, in case if you don't want to listen"
"I don't think that will be necessary" she looked at him with her heart full of love.
Note:
Song: Stars by Mr. David Duchovny
Full credits to Mr. Duchovny and to whoever deserves it. I do not own any part of the below lines.
"I've been told
That some stars in the sky
Shine a light
From stars that have died long ago"
His voice was shaky, but so comforting at the same time. She closed her eyes as if his words dissolved in the cold darkness.
"That explains, when I look in your eyes
I see the light from a love that died long ago
When the fire is dead
How can it be that sparks still fly?
The ghost you left in my bed
The stars you stole from my empty sky
Still shine in my head"
"Mulder…" she spoke softly.
"See…I told you. I…"
"No…it's not what you think…here" she gazed at his hazel eyes. "You know I wouldn't leave you, don't you"
"Yeah" he smiled as he wiped a fresh, warm tear from her cheek.