Author's note: I don't own the X-Files or its characters. If I did, I would be a rich man. Which I'm not. Oh well, please don't sue me.


The Next Step

It was quiet in the small church. Mulder stole a glance at Scully; she looked nervous too. This was a big step for both of them. They were on their way out of the country, but the wanted to do this first.

This didn't look like a wedding. After getting a marriage licence, they had found a small chapel with a priest who was willing to marry them. Neither of them were very dressed up though Scully looked beautiful in the simple blue dress she'd chosen. Hell, she always looked beautiful to him.

Nine years ago he would have never believed that he would be doing this. Of course nine years ago he wouldn't have believed that he'd be out of his job and on the run. No, this was not the future Mulder had expected.

But that didn't really matter. What mattered was they were together.

Owari (the end)