"Me, too." But that's not good enough, not knowing what it takes for Scully to say those words. He closes his eyes, letting his body relax entirely, and imagines the look on her face. He thinks he has it, tearful and happy and maybe just a little consternation at the fact that she's sniffling. "I love you, Scully. And I'm...really glad you exhumed me."

A joke to lighten the mood - but in all fairness, he is. She gets full credit for the fact that he's here with her, breathing deeply against her neck, his arms wrapped around her and around their son. The sun rises and sets for him because of her brilliant mind and unbreakable faith.