Comments | crowdedhour: maybe i'll find out a way to make it back someday | to guide you through the darkest of your days

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maybe i'll find out a way to make it back someday | to guide you through the darkest of your days

Oct 22, 2009 21:55

Characters: Fox Mulder and Dana Scully ♥ (and CAMEL)
Rating: PG-13
Time Period: Modern day
Location: The Curator Room
Relative Date: Evening, 3 days after the dance and Mulder talks to Camel
Status: Closed. Completed.

Fox Mulder had been as good as his word. He'd fastened on to hope, kept his head on his shoulders, done his damndest to keep it ( Read more... )

camel, dana scully, fox mulder

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xfmonstermagdks October 23 2009, 02:34:35 UTC

Scully, indeed, did look like Mulder's fantasy brought to life, bent over her writings, trying to put down everything that had happened and that she had heard since coming here, and trying to form theories based on what she had talked about with Reid.

She would not even have noticed him if she hadn't heard the thud of the heavy castle door on the wall and turned quickly to see who had entered her room without asking.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw him standing their, looking shocked, as if he was seeing an apparition.

Scully stood and stepped toward him.

"I've been looking for you." She said, then wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"It's okay." She breathed into his shoulder, not knowing what else to say.

She wasn't sure if she was trying to reassure Mulder or herself.

mulder_trustno1 October 23 2009, 02:47:05 UTC

Her words startled him, if only because her standing up and coming over to him and saying that wasn't part of what he'd just been imagining, and exactly how deluded had he become when his hallucinations started having a complete mind of their own and...

When Scully's arms wrapped around him, and he felt her, solid and warm, and deceptively real against him, he stopped thinking, or caring, and just pulled her as close as humanly possible. Well, maybe closer than that.

"Scully," he said, and his voice cracked, but he didn't notice it.

'what's left of me' by nick lachey just came on my itunes, and i think i might cry xfmonstermagdks October 23 2009, 02:57:46 UTC

He was nearly squeezing the breath out of her, but she didn't say anything, only tightened her own grip.

Reid and Adam had been nice to try to help her work through things, but this was who and what she had needed, this safety, the safety that only one of the best friends she had ever had would offer.

Then his voice cracked around her name, and emotion that was rawer than any she had heard from him since the escapades with his sister seeped out with her name.

"Mulder, it's me. I'm here. I'm... here." She couldn't say that she was okay. She couldn't use the word alive, either, not wanting to make that pain any more real than it already was. She was just there.

D'awwww XD mulder_trustno1 October 23 2009, 13:42:39 UTC

"I'm sorry, Scully," he muttered against her hair, glad that he could speak the words to even this beautiful delusion. It was better than a gravestone in the middle of the night that belonged to someone else.

Of course the fact that he was having such an incredibly vivid illusion right now meant that he hadn't come as far as he had hoped. A tiny part of him wanted to hold on to what others had told him, about the dead coming alive again, but he couldn't bear it if he convinced himself this was real, and then it wasn't.

"It was my fault," he said. "You died because of me. You're dead and it's my fault." He'd already said that, but it didn't matter. His vocabulary - even his thoughts - felt incredibly limited right now.

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