Title: The Lost and the Found
Rating: G
Author: TheresNoTime@aol.com
Spoilers: Patience, I guess, but not really….
Archive: Wherever, please email me if you do so
Disclaimers: None of these characters belong to me, I 
am not making money, I am just an enthralled fan.
Author’s Note: Takes place at the end of “Patience” 
after the ManBatThing knocks Doggett and Scully down, 
and then Doggett passes out. Feedback to 
TheresnoTime@aol.com Thank you 

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I am passing out now in your arms, even as the danger 
is flying above us. I force myself to stay conscious 
and ask if you are okay. You say you are fine….I lose 
my fight and the blackness engulfs me even as your 
fingers dance across my throat, checking the strength 
of my pulse.

In this dream I have between being alive and dead, I 
see you again, sitting calmly in your partner’s 
office. It is all I can do to cry out at you, Scully 
. . . I can’t find him! I’ll never find him, Agent 
Scully, please forgive me! I can’t do this . . . not 
alone. But I’ve always done everything alone….

And then the lights in the office go black except for 
a soft light that emanates from your face. Your face 
is full of disappointment, staring right at me. And 
then the darkness completes.

I open my eyes and I am in a hospital bed. My 
shoulder aches, where something got me but I can’t 
remember if it was a bullet or - - what it was - - 

“John Doggett.” There is a nurse standing there, 
holding a syringe. “You’re awake, agent. Just lie 
still, we need to do some more tests to make sure you 
haven’t broken a rib. Do you understand me agent?” 
No, I don’t understand. There’s no pain in my ribs. I 
try to tell them but there’s something over my mouth. 
I try to shake my head back and forth but I can’t 
move. They’ve strapped me down. And faraway I hear a 
shocked voice, then screaming. What’s going on?

It’s Scully screaming. “Agent Doggett! Make them 
stop! They’re taking my baby, John!” Her mournful 
cries as she screams for me to help her echo 
throughout the hospital room -- but I can’t move. I 
am trying so hard to move, fighting the restraints. I 
look at the nurse and he’s sticking the syringe in, 
and it’s not long before I am in blackness again.

And it is there in the blackness that I see Luke. 

“Dad,” he says, putting his hands out to me, smiling 
that beaming smile. It is rare that he is in my 
dreams, and I feel his radiant presence. “Dad, you 
don’t have to be alone anymore.”

It is then that I wake up, safe and warm, and you are 
there holding my hand as I cough my surprise.

“How are you feeling, Agent Doggett?” And seeing the 
warmth of your eyes I know it’s for real this time. 

“Agen’ Scully, you’re in danger,” I say as I try to 
rise, making as if to sit up but feeling dull pain 
turn to a mistake as it shoots through my body. I 
writhe in it, but continue, “Scully, you are, aren’t 
you? There’s something wrong !”

The look on your face tells me I’m right. I lay back 
as the pain intensifies, unable to control my body’s 
need to rest. “Please relax, Agent Doggett. You’re 
badly hurt and you need to just, … to just wait…” The 
doctors rush in and you turn your back to me, shaking 
as you fight off your tears.