(almost a laugh) Stop? You’ve never stopped chasing anything in your life. You expect me to stop because I’m… what? Inconvenienced?
I expect you to live.
You want the truth? I’m tired. Not agent tired. Not “long drive from Quantico” tired. I’m tired in my bones. In places I didn’t know I had bones. x files series 4
He reaches over. She takes his hand. For once, no one says “I’m fine.” (almost a laugh) Stop
Then stop.
The question hangs there, raw and un-X-File-like. No monsters. No conspiracies. Just two people in a bad motel room, trying to outrun a truth worse than any alien hybrid: that some things even Mulder can’t solve. x files series 4
A long silence. Rain.