Disclaimer: I own nothing :0( (only what happens to be in my imagination) All characters belong to Chris Carter. The song belongs to the Rhinestone loving legend of a superstar that is Dolly Parton ( I love you dudette :0P)

Jolene?

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Please don't take him just because you can

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of ocean blue

Your smile is like a breath of spring, your voice is soft like summer rain

And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep

There's nothing I can do to keep from crying when he calls your name, Jolene

I don't know you. I have never met you, except for a fleeting moment. I caught a glimpse of you once… but I live with you. You share my every waking moment. I am haunted by you.

We were happy before you came. We were in love before you came. Why did you come? You didn't have to… you could have stayed away. If you had, my marriage would still be in tact…I would still be happy.

Was it just a matter of time? Maybe…I don't know. Would it have been someone else if it hadn't been you first? I guess now I will never know.

If I sound bitter and resentful it is because I am.

How would you feel: Knowing why your husband takes up whistling in the mornings: happy at the thought of seeing her? Or realising that he only kisses you to imagine her lips against his own? You don't know what it is like: lying night after night with a man, your husband, none the less, knowing that he is dreaming sapphire coloured dreams with occasional shots of russet and ruby running through them. All the time knowing that there is nothing you can do about it…

Do you love him? I mean REALLY love him? Or is he just your latest play thing? Don't string him along and ruin both our lives. He doesn't deserve that. If you don't love him, then please, give him back to me…

If you do love him…

I hope you're happy with him. Not as happy as I was with him, but happy none the less.

No. No I don't, Not at all.

Let me re-phrase that: I hope HE is happy with you. I wish him all the happiness he could ever want.

I comfort myself with the thought that he had loved me, before you ever showed up with magic, mischief and mayhem in your wake…

But where does all this leave me now?

You see, I'm not lucky enough to be you. To have your youth or beauty, To have flawless alabaster skin and auburn hair that shimmers like a halo around your pretty little head. I don't have any of your charms or your obvious ability to make all the men around you fall madly in love with you…

So, I'll tell you where this leaves me: old and lonely. I do have one consolation prize though…the knowledge that your beauty will fade with time. Will he want you then? I think not.

A/N: I know that the lyrics are; eyes of emerald green, but seeing as Scully has blues eyes I just changed them just a little for a moment. Only so that my story works better :0)

Please tell me what you think.

Coming soon (If you like this one)...Mulder and Scullys' versions of events! I'm so excited :0D!