Mulder's POV
Here I am, alone. Again. In the pitch black cellar room, freezing, I might add. Scared that Mark went to go find Scully. Touch her. Hurt her. I got angry just thinking about it. Thinking back on how he said he would torture her. In front of me? Not at all what I want. A little chunk of my heart would fall off every time Scully and I were on a case and she would get hurt. I would even freak out if she tripped over a rock. I know I sound over-protective, but I can't help myself. Scully is my world, she's my everything, and I don't think I can stand watching her get hurt again.

Scully's POV
I woke up for the third time tonight after the same reoccurring nightmare of me finding Mulder lying dead on the floor of Mark's secret cellar he had put me in. I give up on trying to sleep again. As I wipe the sweat off of my forehead I read the clock and it's 5:47 AM. I can't wait any longer. I'm going to go find him myself. I get up, put on my usual pant-suit, trench coat, and run out the door. I need to know he's not at Mark's place. I start to drive about 90 mph on a 25 mph road. Figured the cops wouldn't mind me trying to find my partner who could be abducted by some psycho who I dated; however, I wasn't very smart about it and we only went out for like two days, but somehow he thinks we are soul mates? Again, psycho.

I try giving Mulder's phone another call. No answer, just the beeping. I look at the red light on my gas, I won't be able to go another mile without breaking down. Luckily, there was a gas station up ahead. I park in an open spot in the empty station. I impatiently wait for my gas to fill up. I stopped when I heard footsteps behind me. I look back and I see nothing. Just leaves passing by in the April wind. Knowing it was a false alarm, I continue filling up my car. I hear the same noise behind me and I quickly look back. Nothing. I need to stop being so paranoid. Before I could keep filling the gas, someone had grabbed me from behind and put their hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming. A white cloth was on the hand that was covering my mouth, putting me slowly to rest.

"Shhhh shhhh." Before I could do anything my eye lids dropped and I fell asleep.

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Okay so how about Gillian's tweet!!?? I'm still freaking out holynsbdjsba