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"Mulder, what are you doing?" Scully asked as she walked into the cramped basement office she shared with her partner. He was currently taking up what little floor space they actually had by laying in the middle of it. He showed no sign of him having heard her so she moved around him to reach the chair just next to his head. She sat down and leaned over the side of the chair to find him staring up at her.

"Mulder are you ok? You're not sick are you?" she asked him, starting to get slightly worried, but he didn't do anything but gaze back at her. They sat this way for at least ten minutes, just staring at each other, till finally he sighed and closed his eyes.

"Scully do you…do you ever think of…of what might happen if we fail? I mean what if we do all this and it all ultimately leads to nothing and they come anyway?" he asked her without opening his eyes.

"All the time." she whispered. "Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, sweating, not remembering that they haven't taken over yet. It takes me forever just to convince myself that it's not true, that we have time. That we have to try. But no matter what I do, there's still this voice, always in the back of my mind, telling me that I should run. Just run and keep running and never look back."

"What stops you?" he asked her "What keeps you from running?". He finally opened his eyes, meeting her light ones with his dark ones.

She just gazed back and simply told him "You.".

"Why?"

She slid to the floor and kneeled next to his head.

"Do you honestly not see the effect you have on me?" she asked him. "You are my soul." she stated simply when he shook his head.

"You make me believe things…things I never thought possible. With in minutes of meeting you, you had already started to break down wall I had taken years to construct. You keep me going when all I want to do is stop and hide from all the horrible things we know." she told him as she reached down to rest her hand on his cheek.

"You're my best friend in this whole world, but more than that, you're my heart and my strength." she said as she bent over to rest her forehead against his. He slowly reached up and pulled her down so she was lying next to him with her head on his chest.

"You're my hope." he whispered to her softly. "As long as you're here, it never seems so dark." he said as he softly kissed the top of her head. He sighed and held her closer, "God what would I do if you weren't here?"

She looked up at him and smiled. "Well I'd be willing to bet you wouldn't be able to find a thing in here if I wasn't here. I mean the most organized you get is to but a file in some cabinet just because you need the space on your desk for some other file." she told him laughing.

"Is that so?" he asked her with a smirk. At her nod, he began to tickle her. But when she moved to pull away he just pulled her closer.

Eventually they moved so they sat with their backs to the desk. As he pulled her closer again, he murmured "I'm so glad they sent you to spy on me Agent Scully".

"Me too Mulder. Me too."

A/N: This came to me the other night and it just wouldn't go away. What can I say? Hope you like it!