When Monica Died Part 2 
Monica and Doggett P.O.V.

By: LiveInTheGreenLight



 
 
Monica Reyes 
 
 
 
It was at audrey's funeral that I noticed. Eyes that burned. 
 
I'd always had a sixth sense. But what I sensed that day was pained, constricted, tortured 
even. I felt it strongest the moment Johns lips met my forehead and his arm pulled me 
tighter in. I couldnt relax. I couldnt help it. I turned into the direction of where I felt it the 
most but all I saw was Danas sweet face smiling affectionatly. I smiled back and 
suddenly the presence faded. The funeral ended and I went home alone. 
 
I couldnt shake it. I tried to convince myself that I had merely felt the pain and sadness of 
Audreys family but I was never great at pretending, ignoring the facts. Those feelings 
where aimed at me, or towards me....I was frightened...Nobody else knew me at that 
funeral but John and Dana. Who would feel such away toward me like that. Not john...he 
was most comforting today.....not...Dana? But why? What had I done. 
 
I thought hard for a while...nothing. 
 
She had no reason....so it cant have been her. 
 
The guessing game hurt my brain...I went to bed alone. 
 
 
My eyes where open before she knocked. What was she doing here at this time...I felt 
strange again. 
 
I opened the door for her 
 
'Dana...are you ok?" 
 
She looked troubled......her eyes looked hollow, her expression distant and dazed.  
 
'Not really...can I come in....' her voice, but a grain in the wind, i stepped aside and she 
almost floated past me 
 
I didnt need to ask what was the matter. She was going to tell me whether I wanted to 
hear it or not. 
 
'I need to know....' she began. didnt look at me once. she pulled at her own coat sleeve. 
 
'Are you and Agent doggett.....John....Are you and john lovers....ah...in love.....together' 
 
She was verging on tears, i worried for her 
 
'Dana....' 
 
'Please...I need to know. sorry its just. my god. Monica. whats the matter with me. what 
am i doing. look.....i'm.....i think......i think i'm, ive fallen for him or falling. I dont know. 
I'm going outta my mind!' 
 
'Dana, dana...calm down your scaring me' I took her into my arms. she didnt protest. to 
my surprise she sobbed. 
 
'I'm sorry Monica. I havent even had time to process that I almost lost you in my life. I 
need you to know. I do think the world of you. your such a kind hearted, wonderful 
wonderful friend. It kills me to feel this way towards you. especially after what happened. 
i hate myself for it. whats wrong with me.' 
 
'Feel what towards me....?' 
 
'Jelousy. its consuming me. I cant get him out of my head so please just put me out of my 
misery.' She looked at me then, her wonderful blue eyes...and thats when i saw. 
 
John was always telling me about her eyes. her blue, vulnerable eyes. the only giveaway 
to that somewhere deep inside Dana Scully could love, would love...does love. He had 
told me about his dreams...always her eyes, looking, longing for him but she could never 
reach him or tell him. I too would dream of her eyes now. She was beautiful. 
It was more than easy to speak the truth to eyes so truthful. 
 
'Not one tiny ounce of affection that John Doggett and I respectfully hold for one another 
will ever come close to the pure, heartbreaking, adoring, breathtaking love that he feels 
for you. He is in love dana. He is in love with you. He and I.....thats love only friends can 
understand....like you with Mulder. He is my constant. My everything. But he is not, 
cannot and will never be my lover. We are deeper than that. 
The only thing I will say to you now is that if you dont want to lose him. you take the 
chance and tell him now. I know him well Dana, he wont wait for you forever. And know 
this.....I will have to kill you if you break his heart...." I got a smile at that part, an 
understanding smile. 
 
'you know where he is.....' 
 
She didnt say anything. she didnt need too. her eyes told me that she new what to do. 
 
She left without a good bye, just her gentle smile. 
 
Was she going to him now, tomorow, next week....ever? 
 
Only tomorow could tell. Whatever happened between them the next time they met he 
had better be greatful....that was for god damned sure. 
 
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John Doggett 
 
 
I had just set out to pick dinner up. Too tired from the funeral to bother cooking. I 
thought maybe I should call on Monica, drop some chicken round. She never said no to 
crispy fried. I laughed to myself then I noticed her brilliant blue eyes on mine in the car 
opposite passing me. I slowed then stopped and noticed in my rearview mirror she had 
slowed and stopped too. I stepped out of the car, she must have been heading to see 
me...would she have stopped otherwise? Dana wasnt one for light, passing conversation. 
If I ever happened to pass her out of work all I usually got was a quick 'hello' and 'must 
dash see you at work'....yes, she deffinatley needed me for something. 
 
There was no urgency about her walk, her look. We met on the streetlight lit road 
between our two cars. 
 
'Agent Scully fancy meeting you here....' She smiled and laughed a little, looking down to 
her feet then back up to me more serious. Had I caught her in a good mood? jeeze I hoped 
so. 
 
'I was just on my way to see you actually' she ran her fingers through her hair 
nervously...I think she was was nervous. I usually read her very well. 
 
She didnt say anything... 
 
'You, ok Agent....' 
 
'Dana...' she didnt take her eyes off me, not even to blink. Just stared....no gazed, it was 
like she was trying to read my mind or see into my soul...now I was nervous 
 
'Call me Dana....please' 
 
'O...kay....are you ok, dana?' 
 
She hesitated for a minute, suddenly i saw tears well in her eyes, she looked away from 
me then but like a reflex I took her in my arms. 
 
'Hey, hey.....whats the matter, your scaring me' I brought her chin up with my index 
finger and caught her gaze again, the tears had gone but the worried look remained. 
 
I had the sudden urge to kiss her.  
 
I didnt. 
 
I looked at her lips though and as if she had noticed she bit the bottom one gently, 
nervously. 
 
Evertime a woman has looked at me that way, she has wanted me to kiss them...I had 
done. Easy. But why couldnt I bring up the courage to kiss her? What was I waiting for? 
what was she waiting for? 
 
'You need to say something Dana' I almost whispered 
 
'I cant....' 
 
'Yes you can, you can tell me anything...' 
 
'No I mean I cant...I....I have nothing left to say...' 
 
Now I looked worried. We stared at each other with the same expression for almost 5 
minutes....well thats how long it felt. My hand was still at her chin and I took a moment 
to notice. 
Her hands were not by her side as I'd have expected, sitting, ready to push me away, 
ready to tear my hand away and tell me she was fine. No. Her hands had found their way 
into my open jacket and rested gently on my hips. 
 
'uh-kay....then you need to do something because your really starting to worry me here.' 
 
Again...for the longest moment, she said and did nothing....just gazed at me when 
suddenly. Slowly. She moved closer. 
 
Her hands gripped tighter. 
 
I felt her breath on my face. I closed my eyes and swallowed hard. Why was she torturing 
me. I whispered again...eyes still closed 
 
'You either better be about to kiss me or kill me because I cant take this any longer...' 
Thats when I felt it. Lips agains mine, not kissing, but touching, grazing. She exhaled 
shakily and moved her body even closer. I felt her chest press against my own. Felt her 
heart racing with mine. 
 
'BEEEEEEEP! An on coming car flashed at us as we dashed out of the way, moment 
lost! damnit! 
 
She seemed to be heading back to her car but I caught her arm and spun her around to 
face me. Crushing her body against mine this time. She let out a quiet defeated gasp and 
pretended to struggle with me. But I saw her. I saw that look in her eye, the hint of her 
smile. Throwing caution to the wind I kissed her. Hard. 
 
It was amazing, the way we kissed each other, like we had been waiting for....forever. We 
gripped at each other so hard it was like we were almost fighting to get closer to one 
another. 
 
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I awoke this morning and remembered how I'd fallen asleep. Exhausted and satisfyed and 
on top of the world. I felt around my cold and empty bed. 
 
No way! Had I dreamt it?. Not possible. Then I saw.  
 
The note. 
 
'' Sorry,  
I had work at 7. 
You have work at 10 so you better get your ass out of bed now John Doggett!  
 
Oh and by the way -  
 
 
 
 
 
 
- I love you. 
 
More than you can imagine. 
More than I told you or showed you last night. 
You complete me... 
 
Til tonight. 
Your's yesterday, now and forever. 
 
Dana x '' 
 
 
 
I looked at my watch. 10:05am 
 
'SHIT!' 
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