TITLE: WOW
SPOILERS: EVERYTHING THORUGH SEASON EIGHT
DISCLAIMER: THEY DO NOT BELONG TO ME. BUT THEY DO BELONG TO
CHRIS CARTER, 1013 PRODUCTIONS, AND FOX.
THANKS: ALWAYS TO MY READERS AND TO MY BETA (Lindsay). Good
look on your finals and your maternity nursing! (2 weeks
will fly by fast!)

My view: I found it very sad that Mulder was having such a
difficult time coping in the hospital scene. He looked so
sad. Had to write a small piece. Hope you like!

ANNAPOLIS, MARYLAND
NAVAL HOSPITAL

The words 'Perfect Health' didn't seem to mean too much.
After one had been tortured and left for dead and then
buried in a coffin for a few months the words just didn't
have the effect that maybe it should have had on him. He
knew that he should have showed more enthusiasm over such a
glowing report from Dr. Lim but he could only manage one
word, " Wow."

Scully was staring at him as was Dr. Lim, but he could not
tell them that not only did he have "Perfect Health", but
now he also had 'Perfect Memory'. He could remember the
moments of pain as if it were happening to him here in the
present and not just a few months ago. The saw and the drill
still rang in his ears. And the only word he could manage
was," Wow."

" Mulder I will be back in a few minutes. Do you want the
lights on?" she asked, her voice was full of concern for her
partner and best friend but he could not respond to her. He
felt numb and void of any emotions.

" No. The dark is fine. I've been sitting up for a while. I
might lay down and take a nap." He made the movements to lie
down. She nodded in understanding then followed Dr. Lim out
of the room, closing the door behind her as she left.

He wanted to go to his safe place. A place of peace and
building sand castles. He had spent a lot of time there
during his abduction. His only escape from the pain and
torture of his captors. He wanted to escape the words,
"Perfect Health". There was nothing perfect about him right
now. His body was covered with scars, deep jagged scars and
he had holes in his wrists and feet. But the worse scar of
all was on his ability to feel safe. He was scared. " Wow!
Fox Mulder, alien chaser and monster boy, afraid of the big
bad Shapeshifter." He spoke out loud to nobody in
particular.

He closed his eyes and attempted to go back to that safe
place when he heard the door slip open. She was back as
promised but he was having a hard time processing everything
that had happened to him and he didn't want to say the wrong
thing. She was pregnant. She had moved on without him. She
had not spoken of the pregnancy but it was evident, her
protruding stomach a reminder of all that he had been
responsible for taking away. 'Wow! Scully was going to have
a baby.'

She sat down on the chair, which she had occupied for so
many days. She remained silent, as if she knew that he
needed the quiet and maybe knowing that he needed time to
heal, not only physically but mentally. He remained silent
and allowed the soft touch of her hand that was now covering
his lull him to sleep. His last thoughts before he drifted
off were of his partner and best friend.

The end