[He whispers an apology just for her for making her jump. She recovers on her own otherwise, handling the living just as he suggested. Though, back then, he hadn't imagined anything like this. She really is saving his 'life' right now. As if he didn't owe her so much already.
He nods along to confirm what Ryder says. Maddy makes a face, as if trying to decide whether she considers that good enough. But really, only he could be more thorough and right now he's got to pretend that that's not possible for him.
They all go in together while he wishes they could just leave Maddy behind. Would she be safe? Could he live with that if she wasn't? He sure as hell doesn't feel safe right now. They creep past the dead that he slaughter and up the stairs. They listen close and crouch low and then that last door is open. Back...]
Feels like... ages ago... We met here...
[It was the first time they spoke. The first time they saw each other up close.]
Too risky... up there... If they tried... they're gone...
[It doesn't make him happy, but it's just the way it is. He goes to those books, kneeling down to look at them again. He never did get around to bringing them back to her. Feels a shame.
Maddy steps in behind them, weapon still at the ready. She searches every room one by one, the unwelcomed scully in their band of two mulders. She nearly finishes her search when a whistle sounds in the doorway. He whips around and he's pretty sure she does too.]
"Niiice place!"
[There with her pink shoes, mismatched socks, cropped hair and a grin, is the second Graves sister.]
Cecily?! What are you doing here!? You're supposed to be on watch!
[Cecily snorts, pushes off the doorframe, and waltzes in, looking around.]
"Oh, relax. It's fine! The guy practically sleeps with his gun. He's probably making out with it as we speak. Oh, baby, my one true love, I'll never leave you...!"
[She mimes a passionate makeout session and Maddy looks like she wants to vomit.]
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He nods along to confirm what Ryder says. Maddy makes a face, as if trying to decide whether she considers that good enough. But really, only he could be more thorough and right now he's got to pretend that that's not possible for him.
They all go in together while he wishes they could just leave Maddy behind. Would she be safe? Could he live with that if she wasn't? He sure as hell doesn't feel safe right now. They creep past the dead that he slaughter and up the stairs. They listen close and crouch low and then that last door is open. Back...]
Feels like... ages ago... We met here...
[It was the first time they spoke. The first time they saw each other up close.]
Too risky... up there... If they tried... they're gone...
[It doesn't make him happy, but it's just the way it is. He goes to those books, kneeling down to look at them again. He never did get around to bringing them back to her. Feels a shame.
Maddy steps in behind them, weapon still at the ready. She searches every room one by one, the unwelcomed scully in their band of two mulders. She nearly finishes her search when a whistle sounds in the doorway. He whips around and he's pretty sure she does too.]
"Niiice place!"
[There with her pink shoes, mismatched socks, cropped hair and a grin, is the second Graves sister.]
Cecily?! What are you doing here!? You're supposed to be on watch!
[Cecily snorts, pushes off the doorframe, and waltzes in, looking around.]
"Oh, relax. It's fine! The guy practically sleeps with his gun. He's probably making out with it as we speak. Oh, baby, my one true love, I'll never leave you...!"
[She mimes a passionate makeout session and Maddy looks like she wants to vomit.]