Prologue

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This story will also be published on my ao3 

https://archiveofourown.org/users/LostInTheCityofAngels/pseuds/TheSixthRedux

If you can't handle drug addiction or mental illness or similar topics, don't read this.



"I'm free," Mulder whispered faintly as he looked up to the sky. Freedom from what though? He found her. Everything in his life led up to now. He was at the top of the hill, whether it be literal or not, that was not important. The only way to go from there was down.

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