Etzmi Et E'ina'ich

~Scully POV~

"Close your eyes, get some rest," Mulder says, kissing the corner of my mouth. I smile at him
as he turns and leaves, wishing I had the strength, the energy, to pull him back for a real kiss.

Sighing, I lean back and do as he said. I need to rest. Sleep has become increasingly hard to
come across, and when it comes, nightmares are my curse.

I wonder when the pain will be too much to bear, too much to let me sleep. 
I wonder where it will spread to next, which part of my body it will conquer, which part
it will take away next.

As long as it leaves my memories...it doesn't matter which part is taken. With my memories
I can escape into a different world. I can escape into a fantasy.

But once they're gone, I'll be left with nothing.

~end~