We have, for nine years, searched for the truth. He has for his whole life. When he wonders if it is all worth it, it was pointless. I don't know what to tell him. All I can say is that, we know the truth, and all we can do is try to expose it. When we've seemed to have lost everything again, another side affect of our endless journey's, we have to hide. This time we have each other. We are all we have. As long as we don't lose that, we can, we will, always go on. Maybe we can change the future with that. I know he will not stop. So neither will I.

 

"Mulder. What are we going to do next?" He breathed in deeply, then let it out in a rush.

"We expose the truth. We stay alive." They laid there, holding each other in the darkness. Closer than they've been before. When she saw him again after so long it was like, it was like she was alive again. After giving up her son... after giving him up Mulder was all she had to hold onto. She had to believe she would find him again. It was all that kept her going. After losing so much in her life, and almost her life, almost Mulder. All she can do is thank God for what she has now. She just wanted to hold him and never let go again.

"Mulder, you promise you wont leave me again?" He turned his body and looked at her. His hand caressed the side of her cheek.

"I promise. It's just you and me." Leaning closer, he kissed her. He laughed.

"What?"

"Do you think we'll ever call each other by our first name?"

"No. I've called you Mulder for nine years." They didn't say anything for awhile.​

"I love you Scully. I want you to know that."

"I love you too. You didn't have to say it."

"I've wanted to for along time now." They kissed again. They both knew each others feelings long ago. Those three words were not needed between them. They felt it. It's odd. She had come to him to disprove his theories, spy on him. Now she believes what he believes, she had gone from criticizing him, to loving him. Their story together is no fairy tale. She was abducted, almost died from cancer, he was abducted, died, came back to life, then disappeared, then came back and was sentenced to lethal injection, then escaped again. All in nine years. If this was a testament to their life, the rest would be just as hard. But somewhat harder knowing they had a son out there somewhere.

"I'm sorry Mulder." She began to cry.

"For what?"

"For giving him up."

"You had to do it. He is better off now not knowing this life. All we can do is make sure he has a future." She cried on his shoulder. It was always there when she needed it. Her miracle, gone. Her mother would never understand any of this. He grabbed her face in his hands and looked her in the eyes. "It's ok."

 

Then slowly, softly, he kissed her lips. He had craved them when he was gone. She was all he could think about, her and his son. But at least he had her back. Someone he realized he could not live without. Maybe sometimes he had been too selfish with his actions. She had paid over and over again. Her life would probably be so much better now if he had not drawn her into his crusade. She would probably have a husband and kids. Something she wants desperately, but cant have. In reality, he has failed. They kissed more, and he rolled her onto her back. He looked down at her, truly looking at her for the first time. Not as his partner anymore. As someone more than that. So much more. More than his friend, as she has been for the last few years. She looked up at him with her blue eyes. He could never forget them. He leaned down and began to kiss her, letting everything out, letting everything go. Forgetting for awhile, their unending search for the truth. Letting her know how much she has meant to him.

 

"So where do we go from here?" The wind blew her hair around as they drove down the road.
"Where do you want to go?"

"How about Jamaica?"

"Ok. We go to Jamaica. Then we have to get new identities. Get jobs, a house." He looked at her. "Then, maybe, after awhile we come back."

"We can start a whole new life, anyway we want it to be?"

"Yes." He grinned at her.

 

 

Jamaica:

"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Kent. Is this your first time here?"

"Yes." She answered.

"Well, I hope you like it. I hope this house suites you."

"Thank you, I think it does." She said. The man left, and they dropped their bags down.

"Well Lois, what do you think?"

"I think it's beautiful Clark." They smiled at each other. They were standing in a little cottage on the beach. A clear blue ocean not far beyond it. A clear blue sky above. Paradise. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "This is it Mulder. A vacation finally. How long do you think this will last?"

"I wish it could last forever." He kissed her head.