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| Scully's Laptop |
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| As a scientist, Agent Scully tends to be detail oriented. Facts and figures are her game. Much of what you'll find here pertains to her findings on various X-file cases as well as her personal observations and experiences, which of course, involve her partnership with agent Mulder. This journal is for your eyes only. We wouldn't want information falling into the wrong hands. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| A New Assignment: | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| My time on the X-files has shown me so much, opened my eyes to so many possibilities. But how do I embrace what I cannot explain? It is not in my nature as a scientist or an agent. That refusal to accept the fantastic as explanation is the very reason I was assigned to The X-files, and yet...I believe Boggs. How ironic that even as I bend to the notion of the supernatural, my partner refuses it in this case. It seems we are destined to be to at odds, forever each other's counterpoint. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| I must admit, my assignment to the X-files is not at all what I expected, nor is my partner for that matter. Agent Mulder is not the man whose "spooky" reputation peceeds him. He may be prone to unusual conclusions but his mind is as keen as any I've ever known. I cautiously look forward to working with this agent. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| What do I believe?--that the man I once knew died somehow replaced by the man he faught so hard to capture, as Agent Mulder suggests. Or that somewhere in the man I trusted lay the heart of a killer. There are times when I wish the scientist in me could make the leaps of blind faith my partner does so easily. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Whatever this virus is, wherever it came from, we will find the truth, Mulder. I promise you that. Don't give up. Not now. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Mulder, whatever else that may have happened, I know I didn't make the jouney back alone, I could feel you with me. You were always with me. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Even now, it surprises me how easily Mulder can believe in mosters creeping in the dark yet has such trouble entertaining the notion of a God who would reveal himself when called upon, but then I suppose he would say "vice versa." I don't know if Kevin was the child his father claimed him to be but I know that I was meant to save him. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Cancer. Just a word but it is a word that brings nothing but pain in its wake. I don't know what lies ahead, but I know I won't allow you to suffer for or because of me, Mulder. But I do need you. I need you to believe...in me. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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