Date sent:        Tue, 31 Mar 1998 10:19:30 -0800
From:             Dominique Meyer <quagmir@geocities.com>
Subject:          xf fanfic

Title: The RoXFiles - I could never give you up
Author: Quagmir
Author's comments: I didn't get a lot of feedback for my first one, so 
I just assume that either you hated it, or... nevermind here's another 
one ;)
Can be posted everywhere, as long as my email addy stays attached to 
it.

Special thanx again to Klair, who is my "English reader" :)) (Aww!-K)

Disclaimers: They aren't mine, blablabla.... The lyrics belong to Per 
Gessle (Roxette).
Spoilers: lil' cancer mention
Ratings: PG (I guess)
Classification: MSR
Summary: Scully is shot in the head, and things will never be the 
same...

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I've been hiding,
lost in the love of another.
I've followed the moon and a song
and I thought it would take me forever
to find a place where I belong.
I watch a rainbow rise,
I give you all I've got.

I could never give you up,
the way you make my love shine.
I could never give you up,
the way you make true love shine.

I believe you
when you say you don't want to be lonely.
I'll carry your heart like a bridge
when you need all the time you can find
to get the hurt out of your mind.
I'll watch the rain go by
and give you all I've got.

Cause I could never give you up...

		Per Gessle, 1988.

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The RoXFiles - I could never give you up
by quagmir


Scully's apartment, 0.45 am

Scully was asleep on her sofa, after another evening spent at filling 
reports. She woke up with a jolt; there was a light noise coming from 
the bathroom. A little disoriented, she nevertheless reached for her 
gun and padded softly toward her bathroom. She started to yell: "FBI, 
whoever is in here, come out, hands where I can see them".
But she didn't get really far, the door was suddenly opened and 
someone came crashing through it. She aimed, but before she could 
shoot, she heard another gunshot, and felt an intense pain, before 
everything went black.

******************************************************

Mulder's apartment, 1.15 am

Mulder layed awake in his dark apartment, he couldn't get any sleep - 
it was nothing new to him... But this time, he didn't know why, but he 
had a bad feeling, something was wrong. <Maybe I should  call Scully, 
and see if everything is alright>, he mused.
But, as he reached for the phone, it suddenly rang.
"Hello. "
"Mr Mulder ? "
"Yeah, who is it ? "
"I'm agent Fremens, and I'm at agent Scully 's apartment. She had an 
accident, she was shot by what seems to be a burglar, and she is in 
critical condition. She's been admited in Georgetown, and... "
"I'm on my way ", Mulder replied grabbing his coat and rushing through 
the door.
"Mr Mulder ? You still here ? ". But Fremens didn't get any answer.

******************************************************

<Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod... Stop it ! >
<Why did it have to happen, after all she's been through, now this, 
and what if....>
<I already told you. Shut up ! She's going to be fine ! And you'll 
find the guy who did this to her>
<Yeah I'm sure he worked for THEM. A  burglar.... My ass yes ! "

Mulder, drove past the city like a crazy man, fortunately for him, 
there weren't many cars on the road. He couldn't get the picture of 
Scully laying in a pool of blood in her apartment, maybe already 
dead...
<No, that's not possible, I have to see her, I have to tell her.... 
Tell her what ?>
<You know what, you l...>
<This is not the moment, and I don't know if she feels the 
same, so....>

He didn't have the need to finish his little talk, he arrived at the 
hospital. He slammed his brakes and jumped out of the car, racing in 
the building, to the ER.
It was relatively calm there, but he spotted a policeman. He ran 
toward him.
"I'm special agent Mulder, I've been called. My partner Dana Scully 
has been shot, where is she ? "
"I'm agent Fremens, well you'd better speak with doctor Leyer. I don't 
have anymore information for you yet. I have to write a report, sorry 
about your partner. "
With that he left. Mulder stood there, feeling for the first time 
truly alone, and tried not to let the tears fall. And for the 
hundredth time since he had gotten this phone call, he wondered what 
if she couln't make it...

Gathering his strength, he went to the nurses desk.
"Excuse me, I'm agent Mulder, I'd like to speak with Dr Leyer ? I... 
I'd like to know Dana Scully's condition." he asked, having to lean 
against the desk to make sure he didn't collapse.
"Yes, just wait I'm calling him, " she replied while watching this 
handsome man trying barely to maintain his composture in front of her. 
"Why don't you go and take a seat, I'll tell him where you are. I'm 
sure your wife will make it ", she answered gently.
Mulder said nothing about the 'wife thing', suddenly too tired. "Oh, 
and has her mother been called ? "
"Yes, we tried, but no one answered, so we called you, being her next 
of kin."
"Thanx." And sat, well better said, he slumped down in the chair, just
 accross the desk. He then called Skinner to let him know about 
Scully's condition, and to ask him for the next day off.

The nurse called Dr Leyer, who came few minutes later.
"Agent Mulder ? "
Mulder nodded, already on his feet. "How is she doctor ? What happened 
to her ? "
"Well, I'm afraid the news isn't good. She's been brought into 
surgery, and from what I could diagnose it doesn't look 
good. She was shot in the head, and we fear for brain damages. But we 
have to wait til I can speak with the surgeon. I'm sorry. " He 
answered, feeling really sad for this man, who looked at him with such 
sorrowful eyes. But he had other patients to see, so he left.

 Mulder sat back in his chair, leaning forward, and holding his head 
in his hands, he started softly to cry.

******************************************************

3 hours later

A nurse came to Mulder, touching softly his shoulder, to wake him up. 
He first thought that this gentle touch was Scully's but, why would 
she do that ? He woke up, as reality caught up with him. Scully was in 
surgery, and ...
"Mr Mulder, the surgeon is here, and he wants to speak with you. 
Please follow me. "

He stood up, and went to meet.... <I hope miracle man>.

"Mr Mulder, I'm Dr Smith. I have to be honest with you, Ms Scully is 
in a bad condition, but we cannot pronounce ourselves before tomorrow 
morning. Right now she's in a coma, and if she makes it through the 
night, then she'll have a strong chance to live, " he explained to 
Mulder, whose face was as white as a sheet.
"We tried to repair most of the damages, but the bullet entered the 
right side of the brain, and there isn't much more we can do. I'm 
sorry. "
"I... Can I see her ? " he asked in a whisper, <no, this couldn't be 
happening, why her ?>.
"Yes, she's in ICU, but you can't stay for long ".
"Thanx doctor", and he left, trying to find the ICU, which shouldn't 
be to difficult regarding their many stays there. But this time it was 
more serious, he knew that.

******************************************************

The nurses watched him walk by, and with each step he took toward 
Scully's bed, he seemed to age.
Finally he reached her bed.
<Oh my god, why can't it end. No, no Scully's life, but all this >, he 
spoke to himself as he saw her hooked up on so many tubes, IV...

He sat down on the chair nearby her bed, and took her small hand in 
his own. She seemed to be even smaller, laying here, with all these 
monitors and equipment surrounding her.
"Scully ? I know you can hear me. I'm so sorry, but please come back 
to me, I need you. We have so much to do together, and so much left 
unsaid. Oh Dana, I never thought I would be feeling this way one day, 
but ... I love you, I always have, so please... "
He layed his head near her body, and cried again. Finally exhaustion 
took over, and he fell asleep, inhaling Scully's scent, and feeling 
safe, even if...

The nurse who came, to check on her vitals, seeing this picture, just 
left him sleeping. <Who can it harm, these two definitively love 
eachother, and it's well known that feeling loved people around makes 
you come back faster >.

******************************************************

Some hours later

Mulder woke up, feeling his sore back, but most importantly, Scully 's 
warm hand in his own.
<She has made it >, and he dared to smile.
"I knew you would be the strong one Scully, so now you have to show me 
your beautiful eyes", he asked softly. But nothing happened.
He had to get up, so he leaned forward, and kissed her softly on the 
cheek, having a sense of deja vu. "You beat the cancer, so you can 
beat this one".

When he came back,  the doctor was already at her bed, the curtains 
had been closed to allow him some privacy with the patient, and when 
Mulder walked in, he looked at him, not really knowing where to start.
"Mr Mulder, I'd like to speak with you in my office, regarding Ms 
Scully's condition, " he said.

They left, but not before that Mulder checked on Scully and gently 
kissed her forehead, "I'll be right back".

Once seated in Dr Leyer's office, they began to talk.
"See, " the doctor started, while showing Mulder, Scully's x-rays, 
"here, the bullet entered the right side, and how can I say it. 
Actually she was lucky in her unluck. "
Mulder looked him hopefully.
"Wait agent Mulder, let me explain. Most of the destroyed cells were 
double, so she has a huge chance to get everything back. But, and 
there's a but, we don't know when she'll wake up, and in what kind of 
state. We'll have to wait, I know it's not easy for you."
"Oh boy, and what can I do, is... is there anything I can do," Mulder 
asked not knowing how to take this latest news.
"Apparently you care a lot about your partner, so stay with her, talk 
to her, it can help her a lot," answered the doctor truthfully.
Not knowing what else to do, Mulder left to go back to Scully, where 
he knew he belonged.
On his way, he called Skinner, telling him that there was no 
improvement, and that the doctors weren't that optimistic. But Skinner 
told him about Scully's burglar. They have had been able to catch him, 
when he tried to hold up a little supermarket, his gun matched with 
Scully's bullet, and he also recognized having shot her, although he 
claimed it was an accident.
<Well seems that for once THEY had a good plan, or maybe it was a... 
I don't care for now, I wanna see her whole again. That's what matters 
>.
Then he tried again to reach Mrs Scully, but didn't get any answer.

******************************************************

He sat again near Scully's bed, noticing that there were less 
equipment and monitors around her. <Yeah well, her life isn't 
threatened anymore, but why can't she wake up ?>, Mulder thought 
sadly, and thightened his grip on her hand, while he gently stroked 
her face with the other one, pushing some auburn locks away, trying 
not to touch the bandage on the right side of her forehead..
"You know Dana, you are still beautiful to me. I know I've never been 
the one to tell you that, but from now on I will. And well, _when_ 
you'll wake up, I think I'll bring you 'Superstars of the Superbowl 
II', but this time along with some flowers, a trip to France,  to 
Paris. You know they say it's the most romantic city in the world", he 
grinned. <Who could have thought that I would say such things 
one day >, and he sighed.
But suddenly he caught a movement.
<Her eyes, she's gonna wake up, yes please >, and he bent toward her, 
urging her to open these beautiful pools.
"Come on Sleeping Beauty, enough sleep, you have to wake up. "

Slowly she opened her eyes, taking her surroudings in, and finally 
resting over Mulder, who this time really smiled. Blue locked with 
hazel, but nothing happened, and he began to fear that something was 
wrong. <Hey, am I psychic or what, why do I always have these bad 
feelings ?>, he wondered, not knowing what to do.
He reached, and again stroked her cheek, but still nothing, she just 
stared.
So he called for the doctor, who came rushing. After some examination, 
he took Mulder aside.
"I'm not going to hide the truth from you. She's awake, but she's not 
responding. Actually I feared such a reaction, and there are maybe 
more damages that we first thought."
"But... but what's going to happen, I mean she won't stay in this 
state her whole life, doctor ? ", Mulder asked totally staggered by 
the news.
"Well, as far as I can say, it depends on her strength, if she's 
willing to come back. But I must say that it's going to be a long way. 
She'll have to relearn everything, and... "
"What, you mean she doesn't remember anything ?" Mulder asked, 
getting paler with each passing word.
"I'm afraid yes, I feared something like that would happen. You 
remember what I told you, about having all the cells in double ?"
Mulder nodded, and the doctor continued, "well, it means that she 
still has it in her to learn everything, and maybe, the time will 
trigger her inner memory, and she will be able to remember everything. 
Right now, your best friend is the time. I suggest that we transfer 
her in  to a private clinic. We can't do anything else here for her, 
I've a friend who works in the Davis Clinic, North from Washington, if 
you want me to call him", he said trying to sound as gentle as 
possible, seeing the other man's distress.
"Yeah... well... if you think that's the best for her, go on. I don't 
know what to do, _but_ I'm not giving up. Do what you have to do, and 
thanks doctor for letting me know the truth," Mulder answered, trying 
to sound not as helpless as he felt.

******************************************************

Few days later

It was a nice day. Outside, the sky was blue, and Spring was finally 
showing its beautiful colors. But Mulder saw nothing of it, he was 
once again sitting near Scully's bedside. She's been transfered, and 
now was in a private room. There were a lot of people who took good 
care of her.

Mulder had finally been able to reach Margaret Scully, who visited her 
daugther as much as possible, but he could sense that she was giving 
up. Skinner gave him a leave of absence for an undeterminated time and 
confirmed that the burglar had nothing to do with THEM.

Mulder stayed in a hotel near the clinic, not being allowed to sleep 
in Scully's room. But it wasn't enough for him, he felt so helpless. He 
wanted so much to have her back, he missed her deeply, and there were 
moments, when he didn't know how long he could go on like this. 
Nevertheless, he had promised to himself, not to let her down.

******************************************************

Scully was laying in her bed, awake as usual, but not focusing.
Each day, she was taken to exercise, her 'trainer', Eliot, was really 
patient with her, and also became friends with Mulder. It wasn't to 
difficult after all, Mulder was there from dawn til night, and he had 
to trust someone. Eliot, showed him how to help Scully, to sit in her 
bed. And together they took her in the exercise room, where she 
learned to walk again. Progressively, she also began to eat alone, to 
dress herself, but still she didn't talk, and didn't seem to recognise 
either Mulder or her mother.

The doctors tried everything, but nothing worked. So after two months, 
they asked to talk with Mulder and Margaret Scully.
"As you can see, Dana is again able to do lots of things by herself. 
The only thing, is that her former one self seems to have totally 
disappeared. I won't say she's 'dead', but there's nothing more we can 
do, " said doctor Glen.
Mulder thought back at the day she's been transfered to this clinic, 
he had been so hopeful, and now they were almost back to zero. With 
what the doctor has just said, he felt once again at a dead end.
"And, what do you suggest ?", he wondered defeated.
"Well there are different options, either you put her in an 
institution, I know some of them, where they can really take care of 
...." but he couldn't finish, Mulder stood in front of him, holding 
him by the collar his jacket. "Don't you ever repeat that, she won't 
go in such a place, you hear me. I'll take care of her," he said 
determinated. He wasn't going to let her end her life without love 
around her, even if she wasn't coming back. Margaret just stood there, 
understanding Mulder's need to protect her baby girl, but not really 
knowing how she could handle the sight of her daughter being here 
physically, but not spiritually.
"Hey, calm down, I said there were solutions. Taking her home, is also 
one of them. Being in a familiar environment, can help a lot too, and 
she doesn't need any more medical attention, so yes, what you are 
suggesting Mr Mulder is possible. What do you think Mrs. Scully ? "
"I think that it could be a good idea, but what if she doesn't make it 
back. And who will take care of her, I mean you would have to be 
constantly with her, and Fox I know you care a lot for her, but you 
have also your work, and...", she explained, not really knowing how 
Fox was going to take it.
"Mrs Scully, don't give up. I know she'll make it back; and don't 
worry about my work, there's nothing more important to me than Dana. 
I'm going to resign from the bureau. I have enough money, I 
inheritated some from my father, and when she's better, I'll 
take a teacher job, or whatever," he answered, a little shocked by 
Margaret Scully's answer, but also understanding that it wasn't going 
to be easy.
"Okay Fox, we can try it. I'm sorry I don't have your faith, but let's 
try it", she said smiling to him.
"So when can we take her home doctor ? ", Mulder asked, feeling 
suddenly  hopeful again.
"Well I don't see why we should wait any longer, so I'd say, 
today", he smiled.

Back in Scully's room, while sitting on her bed, he took her hand, and 
stared in her eyes. "Hey 'Sleeping Beauty', today we are heading home. 
You have been a good girl, so now I'm going to take care of you til 
you decide to come back to debunk all my theories", he told her, 
stroking her cheeks.
While telling her that he thought he saw a small flicker of something 
in her eyes, so his hope grew a little more. He helped her up, brought 
her her clothes, and as he went to leave, he felt someone 
pulling at his jacket: it was Scully !
"Hey, what's up ? You definitively wanna go home ? ", he asked not 
daring to sound too hopeful at this sudden progress.
She didn't say or do anything else, but he knew that _his_ Dana was 
coming back.

******************************************************

They decided for Mulder to move in Scully's place, as long as she 
needed him, and Margaret would come as often as possible. Mulder 
hadn't told to anyone Dana's reaction, when he told her about going 
home, still not really believing that maybe... maybe she was coming 
back.

As soon as Mulder and Scully arrived at her place, he put her in bed. 
While in the clinic he had helped her many times to undress, so it 
wasn't really a problem for him, except... well the bath, he hadn't 
thought at that. There, usually is was either a nurse or her mother 
who stood nearby, just in case.
<Oh boy, how am I going to do that ? >
<Hey, it's just fair enough, she has already seen you many times 
naked, so you are just making up >
<Yeah well, but still it's Scully, and ... >
<Oh come on, don't tell me that you haven't thought earlier about 
seeing her naked ?>
<Okay, I give up, shut up now !>

It was really quiet in her leaving room, Mulder was asleep, for once. 
But Scully was awake, trying to decipher what she has been told today. 
She took in her suroundings. Everything seemed so familiar, even the 
tall guy who was by her side each day. She wondered what was happening 
to her, they all looked after her as if she was... well what was she 
anyway? 
Oh yes, she seems to remember a woman too, who also came from time 
to time, and who called her 'baby girl', < what's that ? >.
But exhaution took over, and soon she fell asleep. Dreaming for the 
first time in a long time, about a gun ??? <Hey, what was that now ?>

She had to get up. How was this guy's name again, something about a 
'Fox'. She walked into the living room, feeling really secure.
< Must be this guy >, she thought.
She padded softly to  the living room, finding him asleep on 
her couch. <How can he fit on this thing ? this ... couch ?  Yes I 
think that's the right thing >, she smiled.
She walked over to where he was laying. <Hum, good looking guy, really 
cute, wondering what we were before.. before what, oh shit can't 
remember >, and she became angry, but suddenly she caught herself.
<Hey, this is a first I can talk to myself, actually I can remember, 
but why can't I speak ?>
While musing over her state, she didn't notice that Mulder had 
awakened, sensing her presence around him. He watched her, and even 
with all the lights out, he could see something he thought he wouldn't 
see anymore: emotions.
She smiled, then wrinkled her brow, trying to concentrate, getting 
angry, then calming down... he couldn't see more because she turned 
and walked to the window.

"Scully ? ", he asked softly. Startled she jumped around, and looked 
at him. <Well at least he seems to know me, and is kind enough not to 
take advantage from this situation. <Hey, where does _this_ come from 
now ?>, and once again she frowned.
"What is it, you are remembering ?", Mulder said still so softly, 
trying not to scare her, while he got up and walked toward her.
She tried again to speak, but nothing came out of her mouth, she even 
couldn't form any word, which frustrated her even more. <I want to 
talk to him; why can't I, damn >. And with that she began to pace 
wildly around the room. Well wildly was an understatement, she wasn't 
able to walk without limping a little, but her pacing was quite funny 
to watch, at least that's what Mulder thought.
"Okay, stop it right now Scully", he said a tone that should have her 
stopped dead in her track. But it didn't. She was lost in her 
frustration, thinking about a way to express herself, 
when she was stopped by Mulder, who caught her by the arms.
"Dana Katherine Scully, you stop it right now. If you want to tell me 
something, then do it !". He watched her struggle with herself, but 
she wasn't able to do anything. So the frustration was replaced by 
tears.
He gently took her in his arms rocking her slowly, while she tried to 
calm her sobs, and he lead her to the couch, where they sat down. He 
gathered her more closely, laying her head under his chin, and let her 
calm down, while murmuring soothing words, and stroking her back 
softly. 
"It's okay, Dana, you know what you did tonight was really great. 
Since your accident you've never reacted that much. So don't give up 
yet, you are stronger than that, and I believe in you," while saying 
that he sensed her relaxing, and her breathing becoming more 
even.
<Wow she's asleep. But that's my Scully, oh I think it won't take long 
before she'll able to really debunk my theories>, he mused..
<Well young lady it's time again to go back to bed>, and he carried 
her into her bedroom. Once she was tucked in, she became agitated 
again. He sat down next to her, stroking her hair, and holding her 
hand. Immediately she calmed down.
<Okay, I hope you won't throw me out your apartment tomorrow morning, 
once you'll discover that we've slept in the same bed >, he grinned 
like a fool. So he settled down next to her, and before he even had 
the time to lay properly, she rolled over, using his chest like a 
pillow.
<Hey Dana, I didn't know you would be doing that, I would have come to 
bed with you earlier >. Soon he followed her in lalala-land.

******************************************************

When Dana woke up, late the next morning, she thought at how 
strange her pillow was. <But I definitively prefer this one, at least he 
keeps me warm, and lulls me into sleep, with his beating... Hey wait a 
minute, I know that there are still some mysteries about my memory, 
but I do know how a pillow is supposed to work.>
So she opened her eyes, and found that it was a chest. She travelled 
with her eyes over this body, and met two hazel eyes.
<Oh, that's the nice looking man, hum not bad for a pillow; at least I 
know how to pick them up >, and she smiled at him. He smiled back, 
"Good morning agent Scully".
Suddenly something happened in her head. She squeezed her eyes shut, 
trying to remember. She saw 'this good looking man'... <No wait, 
Mulder, yes that's it !> always there for her, showing care... And 
with that she bent down and kissed him softly on the lips.
Too shocked to answer, he just left her do what she wanted. But she 
didn't go further, finding it funny to touch his lips.
"Wow, I didn't know you had it in you _agent_ Scully. I'm going to 
call you this way everytime from now on, if that's what it takes to 
get a kiss from you", he said jokingly.
But Scully was once again lost in her thoughts. <If only I could speak 
>. She tried to form anything, any sound, but as nothing happened, she 
got again angry, when she suddenly heard a growl. Mulder, looked at her 
in wonder.
"Come on, I know you can make it", he urged her gently.
So she again concentrated, and: "Mul... Muler.... Mulder ?".
"Fantastic Scully, you did it", he smiled and squeezed her in his 
arms. "Oh I love you so much, you are the best", but while saying that 
he felt her stiffen. <Oops, you really messed up this time >, so he 
let her go. But to his surprise, she didn't get up, just watched him 
with astonishment, " love me ?", she asked tentatively.
"Yes, I love you," he smiled.
"I remember... in the hospital... you told me so too", she explained, 
still trying to form coherent sentences. Oh it was so great to finally 
be able to speak again.
Mulder thought about the time in the hospital, which was now months 
ago, "you remember that, but you were in a coma ", he wondered.
"Yes, but ... don't know what it is", and she lowered again her head 
against his chest.
"Oh Scully, you will. I promise you, but it takes time. For now, I'm 
here when you need me, okay ?", he asked while holding her again in 
his arms.

Eventually they had to get up. And it was shower time.
"Okay Scully, I leave the door open, and if you need me, just call 
me." And he left the bathroom.
While taking her shower, she suddenly had another flashback. She saw 
herself walking toward the bathroom, gun in the hand, yelling 
something about FBI, and suddenly feeling just pain. She collapsed in 
the shower, the pain being too much to bear.
Mulder came rushing through the door, after hearing her falling to the 
ground. She still had her head in her hands, and was sobbing, trying 
to get rid of the pain. Mulder took the hugest towel he could find. He 
stopped the water, and rolled the towel around her now limp body. He 
gathered her in his arms and put her back on her bed.
She had her eyes open, and stared at him.
"Hum, Scully, you okay ? I hope I didn't bruise your dignity, but I 
was afraid you were hurt", he blushed.
"Fox Mulder blushing, wow that's something I haven't seen before, oh 
and I don't mind that much, now we are almost even", she smiled her 
special Scully smile.
"You... what did you say ? Scully is that you ? I mean how are you 
feeling ? You're remembering ? ", he couldn't stop, he was to 
surprised, and by the end he was babbling.
So Scully decided to show him that she was really back. She grabbed 
him by the neck, and this time her kiss was less innocent and more 
passionate.
"Oh, and by the way, I love you too," she murmured in his ear.
This time, Mulder smiled back, and lend down to kiss her again.
"You know," he said to her as they had to stop to breathe, "I really 
thought I had lost you, but I couldn't give you up, so I thought that 
maybe by showing you my love you would come back to me. I know it's 
kinda selfish, but it's just that without you I'm lost", he explained 
with tears in his eyes.
"Sshh, it's okay. I'm here now, and you know that I can't leave you," 
she soothed him.
"There's something else I need to tell you. I have resigned from the 
FBI. I wanted to stay with you as much time as possible. Now that you 
are back, I'm going to see if I can get a teaching job, or something. 
The FBI is over for me. I know that somewhere Sam is happy, and I'd 
like to get a hold on this happiness... with you. "
"Oh Mulder, sure I want to share it with you, and well about the FBI, 
I think I'll resign too. I won't be able to go out in the field again 
and even aiming right with a gun is gonna be difficult, so I don't 
care, as long as I am with you", she answered while kissing him 
softly.
"Good, so now, when are we getting married ?", he asked half joking, 
half serious.
"Whenever you want", she replied in the same tone, "and by the way, I 
don't mind Paris for our honeymoon."
"You heard that too ? Oh boy, I'm just a poor ex-FBI 
agent", he grinned, "but everything for you, and it's good to have you 
back _agent_ Scully", he smiled.
"Same here, _agent_ Mulder", and they kissed again, knowing that they 
were going to have a future together.


Fin
(suffit)


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