Always By Your Side
by Leh Car

Rating: PG
Category: Drama
Spoiler: After IWTB.

Disclaimer: I don't own The X-Files or Mulder's or Scully's
characters. So money is not being made with it. Don't worry,
Fox Network.

Author's note: This is my second fanfiction. Please, be aware
that English is not my firstlanguage and writing fics is a way
to practice English. So, be a little tolerant with my mistakes. 

Feedback: Why not? Just be respectful. 
amberleejasmine@gmail.com

     

He was in a dark place, literally. He did not  understand what
he was doing there or how he had arrived. It was darker than
the darkness in his previous house, literally and
metaphorically. A little sheaf of light was escaping from
somewhere, but he could not recognize the origin. He felt
scared,  anxious, with butterflies in his belly and a constant
nausea. Was he sick again? No. What he was feeling was
because of his nervousness. His mother used to call it heebie
jeebies, or in his case, energy sickness.  

Actually, he did not remember feeling so well lately.  That
horrible pain in his body had dissipated, his  hearing was
normal again and he was able to get on his feet without any
problem. Only to proove his present condition he started
wandering through the place. It was difficult to see where he
was going but he trusted in his instincts. In fact, it was his
instincts that had brought him here. Suddenly he started to
remember. Several pictures of his life ran by his eyes.
Darkness, a bright light, his mother's face, his father's smell,
cold, warm, his first steps, his first home, his sister, his
second home, loneliness, his new job, his co-works, his new
partner, his best friend, his SCULLY! Scully, Scully, Scully,
this last picture was stuck in his mind like a broken movie
camera in its last image. That name was echoing in his head
like a scream inside a caver. Where was Scully? Was she Ok?
Was I able to help her? Did I accomplish my goal? 

The nausea and the scary feeling were increasing and when
he finally felt he was on the verge of passing out, the light,
that little sheaf of light started to expand and his body started
to ache. He could hear other sounds now, sounds that he had
not been able to hear before: medical machines, someone
saying "It is going to be alright", more voices, crying, plead
for someone to be well, for him to open his eyes. After a few
seconds of struggle he finally opened his eyes and was able to
see the only face that mattered to him, the face that had been
stuck with him since the beginning. Scully! She was fine,
though the tears falling on her face. He had done the right
thing. He had fulfilled his role. He had saved his best friend's
life, his lover's life. Scully was all right and from the
beautiful smile on her face he knew he would be all right,
too. Using the last strength in his body he did what he wanted
to do since he woke up in that dark place, he whispered his
favorite greeting - "Hey, Doc."