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I can't be certain whether the lines are completely correct, I transcribed them myself... by watching the scene, over and over...
This is Mulder's thoughts at the end of Triangle, in the hospital. It definitely has a Shipper's tint to it. And that's the best tint of all, isn't it, oh my fellow Shippers?
Rated: PG. It's down right tame. Just one tiny little bad word.
Disclaimer: None of the characters contained wherein belong to me, but to Fox, Ten Thirteen, and 20th Century Fox. I've just taken them out to play. Please don't sue, all you'll get is a picture of poor, poor, Elvis the Dog, a TV, and about $6.00.
Through Time and Space
"Mulder..." I hear a familiar voice calling me and I fight to wake up. "Mulder, it's me."
I open my eyes. "Where am I?" I ask sleepily.
"You're in a hospital." Scully tells me. My Scully. I try to move and immediately regret it.
"Lie still." I figured that one out, thanks.
"I feel." I inform her. "Like hell."
"I don't blame you. You've been through the ringer, I'd say."
Oh, yeah? "What happened to me."
"You did something incredibly stupid..."
"What did I do?"
"You went looking for a ship... In the Bermuda Triangle."
Before I could respond to that, I see the Lone Gunmen appear in the doorway. "You're looking awake!"
I ignore them and keep talking to Scully. "You were there."
"Hmmm?"
"You were there, Scully."
One of the guys, Langley, I think, say's something. "He's delirious."
I notice Skinner. "And he was there, too."
"Right." He says sarcastically. "Me and my dog Toto."
"No, you were there with the Nazis." I attempt to explain.
"Mulder," says Scully, "settle down. That's an order."
"Not that he takes orders," quips Skinner.
"You saved the world, Scully." I tell her.
"Yeah, you're right, I did." Scully says condescendingly.
"What kind of drugs is he on?" Frohike wonders out loud.
"I want some." Responds Langley.
"Nu-uh. The Queen Anne. You were there with Thor's Hammer. I told you to turn the ship around and then I jumped overboard." I said, still trying to convince her.
"Yeah, I bet you did." Scully said, looking at me calmly. "The boat you were in was busted into a million pieces. And as for the Queen Anne... it was nothing more than a ghost ship."
"No-oh-oh." I protest. "You and I were on that ship, Scully. In 1939."
There was a pause as everyone looked somewhere besides at me. "Get some rest, Mulder," Skinner said finally, "because when you get out of here I'm going to kick your butt, by god." He and the guys ambled over to the door. "Come on," he waved them foreword.
I looked at Scully. "I thought I'd never see you again. But you believed me..."
She looks a me from under her hair. "In your dreams, Mulder." She said, then continued soothingly. "I want you to close your eyes, I want you to think to yourself 'there's no place like home'."
"Hmmm...." I mumbled contentedly. "Mmm..." She turns to go, but I need to tell her one more thing.
"Hey, Scully?" I call, propping myself up on one elbow.
"Yes?" She asks, eyebrows raised.
I can tell her just because she thinks I'm drugged out of my mind. "I love you."
She rolls her eyes. "Oh, brother." And she leaves.
I lay back down on my side but my cheek hurt, so I prop myself back up again, the side of my face gently covered by my hand. It still stings where she hit me... after I kissed her. I grin and lay back.
Someday, Scully, I think as I drift off to sleep, I'm going to tell you that I love you... and I'm going to kiss you again.
Maybe then you'll believe it.
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