I was more bamboozled by Mulder losing 50 games of hangman than Scully considering leaving the X-Files. They don't even have the X-Files anymore. Admittedly, Scully is in an emotional low point there, but I didn't find it hard to believe in context. What's so funny is that Mulder's been sleeping at the foot of her bed on a chair, because he's so afraid she'll disappear (and then she does...) but after she tells him she's thinking of leaving, Scully invites him into her bed for some platonic cuddling. Mulder falls asleep almost immediately, of course, since he's exhausted, but she wakes up every time he moves (I can so relate to that). I liked watching them get just a little more intimate, day by day, until by the time they are dying in the snow, she can admit to him that she'll never leave him. Sob!
And then this:
I don't want to die. No matter how many stupid things I've done, no matter how many risks I've taken, this has never been my intention. Not my death, and not hers. But if this is the way it's going to be, if I am going to be the cause of her death, then I need to go as soon as possible after her, because I sure as hell couldn't do it without her, brave words to the contrary.
I always thought I could die happy with Scully in my arms. I just never thought I'd have empirical proof.
I just have no words.
I glad you enjoyed the story. I won't get another chance to rec it now unless I do it at het_reccers. Now there's a thought...
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Date: 2011-08-16 09:25 pm (UTC)I was more bamboozled by Mulder losing 50 games of hangman than Scully considering leaving the X-Files. They don't even have the X-Files anymore. Admittedly, Scully is in an emotional low point there, but I didn't find it hard to believe in context. What's so funny is that Mulder's been sleeping at the foot of her bed on a chair, because he's so afraid she'll disappear (and then she does...) but after she tells him she's thinking of leaving, Scully invites him into her bed for some platonic cuddling. Mulder falls asleep almost immediately, of course, since he's exhausted, but she wakes up every time he moves (I can so relate to that). I liked watching them get just a little more intimate, day by day, until by the time they are dying in the snow, she can admit to him that she'll never leave him. Sob!
And then this:
I don't want to die. No matter how many stupid
things I've done, no matter how many risks I've
taken, this has never been my intention. Not my
death, and not hers. But if this is the way it's going
to be, if I am going to be the cause of her death, then
I need to go as soon as possible after her, because I
sure as hell couldn't do it without her, brave words to
the contrary.
I always thought I could die happy with Scully in my
arms. I just never thought I'd have empirical proof.
I just have no words.
I glad you enjoyed the story. I won't get another chance to rec it now unless I do it at