This story is inspired by a few episodes, including "Fire", "all things" and "Requiem" etc. Hope y'all enjoy it! Please forgive my choices of words or grammatical mistakes because English isn't my native language.

I don't own anything about The X-Files. No copyright infringement is intended.

A Miracle That Was Never Meant To Be

It was a rainy night.

Dana Scully was dressing herself in front of a mirror in the bathroom. As she was about to finish, she heard her partner mumbling her name repeatedly. She stared at her partner, who's lying on the bed naked, and soon decided to leave.

The sun began to rise and her room was being filled with sunlight. She slowly opened her eyes and suddenly felt great discomfort in her stomach. She tried to ignore it and freshened up as usual. What she didn't know was that something happening inside her body would change her and Mulder's life FOREVER.

She stepped into the office in the basement and found her partner sitting on his swivel chair, reading some documents. Mulder seemed to acknowledge her presence. He raised his head and greeted her. After that, there's an awkward silence inside the room. A few minutes passed, Mulder finally spoke.

"There's this case that Skinner want us to work on, about some man who was a primary suspect in several arson cases got shot." Mulder briefly introduced the case to Scully, who didn't seem to be focused on what her partner was saying.

"Scully, you okay?" Mulder asked.

"Yeah, I'm just feeling a little under the weather." Scully answered weakly, her face as pale as a sheet.

"Perhaps you should take some time off, get some rest." Mulder instructed Scully to go home and he's deeply concerned about his partner. But she insisted she's fine.

Mulder and Scully were getting ready to go to the crime scene where the man was found dead. They're sitting in the car, traveling to Los Angeles.

It was a bright and shiny day in LA. It's so hot and stuffy there. Both Mulder and Scully got all sweaty in this baking-hot day in August. All of a sudden Scully felt nauseous again. Then she fainted in Mulder's arms.

"You don't really seem okay, Scully. You should stay off your feet for couple of days. You look sick." Mulder said, noticing Scully's ill-looking face.

"It's probably dehydration…or…or a heat stroke. I'll be fine if I sit down for a while." She tried to convince Mulder to let her keep working on this case while he helped her on her feet.

"The victim here is Jason LaFonte, 36, unemployed, lives in an apartment building 2 blocks away." Mulder picked up the victim's wallet when Scully's doing a preliminary examination on the body.

"LIVED, Mulder, lived." Scully corrected him. "Cause of death is single gunshot wound to the heart. Looks like a large caliber bullet. I'll perform the autopsy at the local morgue." Scully looked at the body and said.

While performing the autopsy, Scully noticed something unusual about the bullet. The bullet which entered into the victim's body was melted, presumably due to high temperature. What bothered her was how the victim emitted heat that could melt metal.

She made a remark about this on the autopsy report and was about to call Mulder. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 7:30 pm. Scully had been in the morgue for almost 3 hours. She decided to return to the motel first and talk to Mulder later that night.

It's about 8:15 pm when Scully arrived at the motel. She wanted to take a bath before going over to Mulder's room and discuss the case. Just as she started to unrobe, she heard a knock on the door. It must be Mulder, she thought. She left the bathroom and went straight to open the door.

"Hi, Mulder. Come in." She welcomed him with a grin and invited him inside.

"Hey, Scully. What did you learn from the autopsy?" He greeted her back while he's entering her room.

"I found some anomaly about the bullet. It's melted and re-solidified. That's strange, huh?" Then she asked him to sit on the couch.

"Aren't we assigned to the X-Files to investigate the strange and paranormal phenomena?" Mulder teased her.

"Are you suggesting that some kind of an unseen force is behind this?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's LaFonte who did this to the bullet. Speaking of him, I found out something strange about him too."

"What might that be, Mulder?" Scully asked.

"LaFonte was involved in a number of arson cases. But the police couldn't find any accelerants or any other tools that can make a fire at the crime scene, indicating that he could start a fire with his own bare hands, a man with the ability of pyrokinesis." He pauses and much to his surprise, he found Scully had fallen asleep on the couch next to him.

Then he carried her towards her bed, slowly placing her down and covered her with a blanket. Before he left, he gently kissed her on the lips and caressed her silk-like hair.

End of Chapter 1

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