Mulder, Scully, Skinner, etc. all belong to Chris Carter and Company. Any infringement is unintended, don't hurt me. The song, although I'm not sure about the words, belongs to R.E.M. and Company. This story is not rated, but should not offend that easily, although you KNOW, this will NEVER, EVER, happen. (IsBobThere) "Let Me In" Wednesday 6:30 am Washington D.C. As Dana Scully slowly came out of sleep, she was dimly aware of something ringing. When it became clear that it was the phone, she came fully out of sleep to answer it. "Hello?" "What?...Oh, my God...When?...I'll be right there." Scully bolted out of bed, dressed quickly, and was out the door in a matter of seconds. 6:37 am A car en route to the J. Edgar Hoover Building Scully was grateful that were not too many cars on the road. As she began to think about what Skinner had said to her over the phone, her resolve began to crumble. She turned on the radio with the hopes that it would distract her. "Yeah, all those star drip down like butter With promises of sleep We hold out our hands Tricked our hands to catch them We eat them up Drink them up Up, Up, Up Hey... Let me in Hey... Let me in" A tear trickled down her face. She was almost there. "I only wish that I could hear you whisper down Mr. Official Moot To a less peculiar ground He gathered up his loved ones And he brought them all around to say 'Goodbye' 'Nice try' Hey... Let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey... Let me in Let me in" "Selfish bastard," Scully said to herself. More tears streamed down her face and she struggled to keep her car under control while she cried. "I had a mind to try to stop you Let me in Let me in And I've got tar on my feet And I can't see all the roads Look down and laugh at me Clumsy, crawling, out of my skin Hey... Let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey... Let me in Hey... Let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey... Let me in" She finally reached her destination, flipped off the car and ran inside, fearful of what she would find. Scully finally reached the basement to see a small group of agents clustered around the door to the office. She shoved her way through and stopped, just inside the doorway. Assistant Director Skinner saw her and approached her carefully. "Agent Scully, we found him just before we called you. There's nothing you could have done. I'm sorry." Skinner started to turn, but then he remembered something. "He did, however, leave this behind." He handed Scully a type written sheet of paper. On it, was one paragraph. "I know that my time on this Earth has been short. But for me, it was drawn out far too long. Through the abuse, I endured, I knew I could go on, but then they took the one think in this world that I treasured most. My sister. My failure to find her only makes my actions more fitting. I have tried to persevere through my work, but I have only succeeded in endangering those around me. Thus, I believe this decision to be correct, for me. The alienation from my mother and the death of my father only adds to the rightness. My tenure on this Earth is over. Goodbye. Fox Mulder" Scrawled at the bottom of the page, in black ink, were three words. "Dana, I'm sorry." Scully fell to the floor and sat there, crying, the note clutched to her heart. She didn't even notice the paramedics wheel the body out. She only felt the emptiness in her body, her mind, her soul, as she realized that the special link she shared with him was severed, forever.