Date: 22 Apr 2002 18:22:59 -0000
Subject: Curve Ball by Waddles 52
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Title: Curve Ball
Summary: Another bedside vigil for Scully as Mulder
Spoilers: Post-ep for Brand X
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Scully sat down heavily on the chair at Mulder's
bedside. The past 24 hours had been harrowing. She
had come within a breath of losing her partner, best
friend and lover. He was resting now, able to
breathe without the respirator, but still wheezing
and coughing; moaning from time to time and muttering
about tobacco beetles and cigarette smoke through the
oxygen mask covering his mouth and nose.
Occasionally he would rouse from his drug-induced
sleep and search frantically with his eyes until he
located her. She would hold his hand, smooth the
hair back from his forehead and offer reassuring
words. That was enough. He returned to his slumber,
leaving Scully to continue her bedside vigil.
It had been a rough year. This was just the last of
a long string of bedside vigils. Unauthorized and
unknown brain surgery, numerous snakebites and
several minor injuries. Mulder always bounced back,
ready to take on the world, but would there come a
time when he wouldn't, couldn't fight any longer?
The thought sent shivers through her, and she could
barely control her tears.
She was tired, physically and emotionally. How much
longer could this go on? She was deeply committed to
her partner, friend, and lover. Together they would
continue what started as his quest and was now theirs
to share. That they had found a deep love for each
other was an unexpected gift, but also a detriment.
She wanted them to grow old together, to have
children someway, somehow, to live life to the
fullest, but it always seemed that an unexpected
curve ball was thrown their way.
Scully sighed heavily and reached for Mulder's hand.
His fingers curled around hers and he coughed and
opened his eyes.
"Still here?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"Of course. Where else would I be?"
Mulder smiled and closed his eyes, slipping back to
Scully continued to sit by his side, for where else
could she be?