Setting: Pre-season 8 or so.

Spoilers: None that I can think of.

Author's comments: So I had so much fun with that last story that I felt the need to keep the creative flow going. This one is a stand-alone story, not based on any episodes or a pre-existing MSR. It's just good ole' fashioned X-Files style paranormal investigation, with some real shippy moments when Mulder gets jealous, and a cool ending. See if you can tell where it's going before I give it away intentionally.

Oh, and by the way, Scully doesn't die in ALL my stories—it just turns out that this one counted on that particular aspect.

Who's the Fairest?

Chapter One

The silky hair slipping out of Mulder's hands reminded him of the life slipping away in front of him. His breathing quickened while hers slowed…and then stopped. Kneeling next to her unmoving body lying on the floor, he knew he had to think quickly. The solution came to him in a flash.

Pointing to the handsome blonde man with the impossibly strong jawline standing next to him, he commanded, "Come down here." The man complied, and Mulder waved him in closer to Scully's unresponsive figure. "Kiss her…kiss her now!"