TITLE: Finality

AUTHOR: Jenni Bundick

CLASSIFICATION: MSR, ScullyAngst

RATING: PG

SUMMARY: "Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!" ACT V, SCENE II of Hamlet

SPOILERS: This Is Not Happening, Cancer arc

AUTHORS NOTE: Again, hi. This is a story that I wrote during season 8 and due to a burst of inspiration from a cancer arc fan fiction that I read, I wrote this.


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Finality by Jenni Bundick

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It's the day after Mulder's wake, well, more like early in the morning of the day after, and I'm laying in my bad, starting at the ceiling. Emotions flow through my veins, closing my throat with tears and clenching my hands in disbelief. My eyes sting with unshed tears that threaten to brim and spill across my face in torrents of grief.

Mulder is dead. Mulder is gone, never to come back and see his child. I blink rapidly as my thoughts continue.

Is this how he felt during my cancer, faced with the reality that I was going to die, to leave him forever? Did he lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling like I am now? Did he cry at night for a partner that was more than a partner? Did he mourn for me before I wasn't dead, but close to it? Did he hope that I would miraculously survive, that everything would return to normal, or as normal as things can be between us?

Only, in my case, Mulder can't make a miraculous recovery and come back. Death isn't a disease that can be escaped; it's a finality that will forever be.

And as I lie in my bed, my thoughts turn towards the man I loved, the man I still love, lying in the cold hard ground with only dirt to embrace him and my tears finally fall.

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Okay, this truly borders on one of the 155 word stories, but its actually 234. Huh... how weird is that? It ended up being... okay, I'm a nerd and I get sidetracked with these kind of things. Ignore me for the moment. Sorry this is so short, it didn't really seem to me that it needed to be longer than it is. It's also been a really long time since I wrote this and I'm kind of tearing up reading it... I am just a little pathetic. Well, review, please and tell me if you enjoyed this.