THE PALE MOONLIGHT (3/?) By Steph Lutz kaisteph@worldnet.att.net ******************* Disclaimed in part 1 ******************* Scully shifted restlessly in bed, pushing off the blanket that she'd just pulled up a few minutes ago. Lately she just couldn't seem to get comfortable. She wasn't in pain - not much, anyway - just incredibly antsy. Her vision was blurry most of the time now, and she greyed out now and again. Add to that the fact that she was starting to get really forgetful... She'd been able to pretty much hide that from Mulder and her mom so far, but it was getting harder. At the moment she was alone, and able to fidget without any worried glances cast her way. Mulder was across the street at a coffee bar, loading up on caffeine - his fourth that day, she wondered what his EKG must look like - and buying lattes for all the staff. They'd do just about anything for him right about now... Scully picked up the handset of the phone resting in the siderail and dialed. Funny, she couldn't remember if she'd had breakfast, though she remembered Mulder having coffee, but she could remember this number. [575 lines left ... full text available at <url:http://www.reference.com/cgi-bin/pn/go?choice=message&table=05_1997&mid=3115317&hilit=BRAIN+FEEDBACK> ] -------------------------------- Article-ID: 05_1997&3102842 Score: 78 Subject: A Guy for Scully 3/3 by Eddie Edora