Your Back
Scully had arrived at work early this morning. She had just gotten back from the doctor's. She was told her cancer was back and was looking for Mulder to tell him the news. It would devestate him and she knew it. He fought so hard to keep her alive but now it was no use.
Mulder walked into the room and saw Scully hard at work, but seemed to have her mind on something else. He walked up to her and gently asked what was wrong. "Um... I need to talk to you Mulder, do you think we could go to our bench?" Now, the only time Scully asked Mulder to "skip" work it meant something was wrong. "Ok." he replied simply.
As they walked to the bench, they walked in sync, but, in companionable silence. At last they seated themselves next to each other, Scully, keeping a safe distance from Mulder, knowing once he heard the news, he would flip.
"Mulder, I went to the doctor today." "Really, Scully? You're not feeling bad are you?" "No actually, I feel....I feel fine." 'I feel fine.' was a line used all to often by Dana Scully but Mulder knew not to push her. "So why did you go to the doctor?" "Just to get checked up." "Oh." "Mulder....I...." "What is it Scully?" He tried to hide the concern in his voice. "Mulder, the cancer's back. There's no chance of surviving." She saw the hurt in his eyes, like someone just told him his best friend was moving, only it was more than that. "Scully.....It can't be, the chip?" It was more of a question than a statemant. "I guess it lost it's effect." "But..." "Mulder let it go. I'll be ok." "You will but I won't." "Mulder......." "No listen Scully, I was gonna wait and tell you when the time was right but concidering...." "Mulder save the death speach and just tell me." "I love you." "I love you too, you know that." "No. Scully, I'm IN love with you." "God, Mulder. I'm in love with you to. I always have been." That night Mulder walked Scully home, giving her a kiss on her forehead, as a goodnight kiss. She walked into her room and began to cry.
Mulder, instead of going home, went to Skinner's office. "I need a favor." "What is it Agent Mulder, you look upset?" "I want a meeting with CSM." "Why?" "Scully's dieing again." If Mulder didn't know better he would have sworn he saw tears in Skinner's eyes. He always knew he had a secret affection for Scully, not like Mulder, just a very high admiration for her. "I'm sorry, I can't help you." "What!!!!???" "Agent Mulder go home. Its late." Mulder left without a word. He was pissed, furious, lost and on the brink of insanity. Skinner, as he watched Mulder leave, picked up the phone and began to dial. "I need to speak to you." "Why of course Mr. Skinner."
Skinner walked down the dark garage and saw the CSM. "And what do I owe the plessure of this meeting?" Skinner shoved the man against a wall. "Now you listen to me you Cigerette Smoking bastard. Scully's dieing again and I want you to change that." CSM looked at Skinner in complete confusion. He always liked Scully, thats why he always returned her to Mulder, but this time it was beyond his control. "I can't. I know nothing of her condition." Skinner saw a glimmer of concern and disappointment in his eyes. Skinner left him there and made his way home.
MEANWHILE AT SCULLY'S HOUSE........ Scully got up out of bed and began to feel light headed. Before she fell, she hit Mulder's spead dial button. "Mulder." No answer. He checked caller ID. Scully he thought. He grabbed his coat and ran out the door. When he arrived at her place he found her on the floor. He ran over to her and checked her pulse. It was faint. He picked her up and drove her to the hospital. When Scully woke up she found herself in a bed, with Mulder's hand in her's. "Hey" he said. "Hey." "How are you?" "I feel sick. Did you talk to the doctor? " He paused and began to cry. Just then Mrs. Scully, Skinner , a priest, and Bill enteres the room." I'm gonna die soon aren't I?" "I'm so sorry Scully." Everyone was crying, even Scully. The next day everyone gathered around her bed. Today the inevitable would occur. Scully held Mulder's hand and began talking to him. "Mulder I love you." "I love you too." He began to cry, as did everyone else, even Skinner. Scully took a deap breath and began saying "Mulder I love you" over and over and he could only shake his head and cry. And then she gasped one more time then her body went limp. "Scully? Scully no!!! COME ON!!!!" Mulder began to shake. Mrs.Scully cried until she fell. Bill went over and comforted her. Mulder took Scully's hand out of his and covered her with a blanket. Scully was gone.The realisation finally set in and he cried for all he was worth, saying over and over again"My Scully...No....God please...I love her!!!" Skinner left the room and went into the bathroom and began vomiting. He had no idea how Mulder would get through this. Just then there was a blinding light. Mulder got up from the floor where he fell during the light and checked on everyone. Suddenly Scully's body heaved and gasped for air. "Scully, MY GOD!!!" "Mulder I died." "I know." He grabbed her into a feirce hug and kissed her. "But your back!" "I love you Fox." "I love you Dana." Skinner walked into the room and nearly fell over when he saw Scully, ALIVE. "Agent Scully, my god!!!" "Hi Sir. Its ok, I'm fine. The doctor checked on me and the cancer is gone and will not return." "But you were...." "I know." "How?" Bill stepped up and looked at Scully then Mulder. He saw such relief and love in their eyes. Mrs. Scully looked so happy to see them like that and was wooried her son would say something inappropriate. "I think Agent Mulder's little green men saved my sister." Wether or not he really believed that was anyones guess. In unison everyone said "Then Thank those strange little men!!!" Mulder and Scully just sat, staring at one another. The priest had asked everyone, once they were out of the room, why they just stared at each other. Skinner replied "Because they don't need words to speak how they feel." Mrs. Scully said" They share a telepathic bond they've had for 6 years and never needed words to say I love you." Bill simply said "Because they're in love and don't want words to come between that." The priest finally understood. Love is something not needed to have words.