“Excruciating” does not even begin to characterize the degree of pain in her back and neck. It is so intense that she briefly loses consciousness on the way out of the barn, coming to in Doggett’s arms in the middle of the road, surrounded by flashing lights and police sirens. His hold on her slips, and his blood-slick hands grip tighter to compensate; lightning shoots up her spine, making her groan.
“I need some help here!” he bellows.
Agony stretches minutes into hours, during which she is dimly aware of being loaded into the back of a squad car. Her head is lifted from the seat and set on someone’s lap, and in her semi-lucid state she sighs with relief that Mulder has come back to rescue her like always. He’s telling her to stay awake, to stay with him, but there’s something wrong with his voice, and she fights to open her eyes so she can see why he sounds so different.
But her eyelids are leaden, and she’s distracted from the mystery of his voice by the thought that she had better not bleed out in his arms just after she’s gotten him back.
Wednesday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen Clutching her handkerchief Quietly turning the backdoor key Stepping outside, she is free
She…(we gave her most of our lives) Is leaving (sacrified most of our lives) Home (we gave her everything money could buy) She’s leaving home, after living alone, for so many years (bye bye)
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown Picks up the letter that’s lying there Standing alone at the top of the stairs She breaks down and cries to her husband “Daddy, our baby’s gone. "Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly? How could she do this to me?”
She…(we never thought of ourselves) Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves) Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by) She’s leaving home, after living alone, for so many years
Friday morning, at nine o'clock She is far away Waiting to keep the appointment she made Meeting a man from the Motortrade
She (what did we do that was wrong) Is Having (we didn’t know it was wrong) Fun (fun is the one thing that money can’t buy)
Something inside, that was always denied, for so many years… She’s leaving home…bye, bye.
im honestly laughing abt how chill tony is being with the inhumans fucking all his shit up. on the one hand good on him for being all ‘yeah probs deserved it bc of the ulysses thing medusa’s right’ and on the other hand….,,,…,,,. p much an average tuesday for tony stark?? this has happened already??? multiple times???
destroy his house, his reputation, his fortune, w/e destroy it all lmao ‘the one thing u can’t take away from me: i’m iron man’ etc. he’s legit just going to pick himself up again and rebuild and THAT is not something u can ever kill or destroy