Subject: Mulder's Cure 1/1 by Jevne Hiebert
Date: Thu, 29 May 1997 02:35:37 GMT
From: wojo@escape.ca 


Just posting this for a friend, so be kind!

Title: Mulder's Cure
Author: Jevne "Mouse" Hiebert
Rating: PG(for one little itty-bitty word)
Classification: No Idea, you decide
Disclaimer: CC, Fox, 1013, yadda yadda, you know the drill.
Spoilers: Season Finale( what the hecks it's name?)
Pusher.
-Enjoy-

Mulder's Cure

Mulder was dead.

She had wept at his funeral beside his mather who was all alone now.
She had woken up so many times with puffy red eyes and a tear stained
pillow. She had lost her closest friend, after all, the one she had
shared almost everything with.
But that was two months ago. Her moral support was gone, for
Mulder was her strength. Her cancer had worsend rapidly, and with
no cure in sight, she lay in her hospital bed and waited for death to
come for her. Margaret Scully was constantly at her bedside talking
with her daughter, but she didn't understand what she was going
through, no one did.
She felt herself weakening, drifting slowly into the abyss.
"Mom, go home. You need your rest," Scully whispered. Maggie smiled.
"Yout right, Dana. I'm exhausted, I'll see you tommorow." she replied
softly. She kissed her daughter's cheek and left the room.
"I love you mom." Dana said.
"I love you more, " Margaret replied. "I'll see you tommorrow,"
"yeah, tommorrow."

   It was minutes past midnight when she felt a presence in the
private hospital room.  He kissed her forehead and watched her open
her dreary eyes.  She smiled, and brought her hand to his cleanly
shaven face.
"Hey G-woman," he said softly.
"I thought you'd never come back to me," she wispered.
"Scully, I didn't want to leave you.  I had no choice.  Seems you
can't just go on without me,"
She gave a half hearted laugh.
"Go to hell," she joked.
"Nah, they won't take me, I've tried," he retorted.
"C'mon Scully.  I've found a cure for you.  You'll be free of this
disease forever," he said.  He lifted his partner out of her bed and
cradeled her in his arms.  She rested her head against his shoulder
and he carried her out of the room.  Together they went downstairs to
the lobby and opened the doors to the outside.
"Mulder, it's midnight, why is it so bright outside?" she asked
wearly.
"Don't worry Scully.  You'll just have to trust me,"
"Of course I trust you Mulder, I always have," she wispered, and
peacefully closed her eyes.   Mulder chuckeld and carried his partner
into the light.

-end of story-

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                                                          - Mouse

Corky J
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