This is to be a short and sweet story on what I believe should have happened a year after IWTB. Scully always yearned for a normal life, so they finally tie the knot. R&R

Takes place in September 2009.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files... sob.

It was a dark dismal night, with rain coming down in buckets and every time lightening would strike, they sky would light up, making it appear to be daytime and not 10 pm like the digital clock in the car would suggest. Scully had just got done with work, completing her last hospital rounds and now she was pulled up outside of her house. She pushed her car door open and reluctantly ran inside of her and Mulder's house.

As she removed the key from her front door, about to open it, she wondered idly if Mulder had cleaned the living room like she had asked him. To her great surprised, as she opened the door, revealing her living room, it was remarkably clean. After kicking off her black patent pointed toed heels, she inspected the TV stand. He even dusted.

'Something's up,' Scully concluded as she shrugged off her tan coat and hung it up on their standing coat rack. "Mulder?" She called out into the darkness. As she approached the lamp on one of their end tables and tried to switch it on, Scully realized the power had gone out. "Mulder?" She called out again before assuming that he may have once again fell asleep in his makeshift office.

Approaching his office door, Scully was prepared to see the office as a wreck, a great contrast to her now spotless living room. Once again, to Scully's surprise, the office was nice and tidy, definitely a rarity and not something Scully had seen since they moved into the house. Shocked, she shut the door and made her way into the kitchen.

The dishes were put away and the counters were wiped down, not something she had done, so it must have been Mulder again. Curiosity set in and she wondered what was going on.

"Mulder!?" Scully yelled again, much louder than the last two times. Immediately after yelling, she heard a loud thump coming from upstairs, setting off the paranoia she had developed years ago.

Scully dashed back into the living room and from under the fake moss in the pot of a fake potted plant, Scully drew out her pistol and began to cautiously ascend up the steps. She heard a little bit of rustling as she came closer to her bedroom door and she was sent back into FBI mode. It was dark, with the electricity being out and all, but a soft glow came from her slightly ajar door.

"Mulder," She uttered before pushing the door open with the tips of her fingers, her gun pointing out in front of her. "Jesus, Mulder!" She jumped back when she saw him in front of her. She was instantly relieved and sat the gun down on the table next to her. It was then that she took in her surroundings. "Mulder, w-what are you doing?" He was beaming up at her, dressed in blue jeans and a plaid button down shirt. He was down on one knee and candles glowed all around him and Scully.

"Dana Scully," Mulder began slowly, never taking his smoldering green eyes off of her blue. Scully gasped and a hand flew up to her mouth. "We've been together for sixteen years and during those sixteen years we've been through more than most couples will ever go through in their life time." Tears began to welt up in her eyes. Mulder pulled out a small vintage looking black box from his pocket. Seeing the tears falling, Mulder sprang up to his feet and grabbed Scully close, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. "You are my constant, my soul mate, my one in five billion. This is something I should have done years ago, but you know I couldn't for reasons you surely understand. This," Mulder brought back his hand that held the little black box, "was my mother's ring. I want you to wear it. I'm asking you to be my wife. I know that you always dreamed of resembling some sort of normal life, Dana… and I can't give you all that you ask for, but I can give you that aspect. Be my wife. I don't care if you just want to go down to city hall, have a huge wedding, have no wedding or whatever… Just do me the honor and," He opened the small box and revealed a platinum antique diamond ring, "wear this ring."

Tears were flowing freely from Scully eyes as she took the ring in between her index finger and thumb. "This ring is beautiful…" She whispered in a barely audible voice.

"What do you say, Agent Scully?" Mulder said with a chuckle.

"Yes, Mulder. I say yes!'

He took her into his arms once again and swept her off her feet, spinning her around in circles, thanking God for giving him this woman.

Together they were lying on the bed naked under a thin blue sheet. She was awake, but Mulder was fast asleep, as told by his light snore. He had his arms wound tightly around Scully's waist as she lay facing the edge of the bed. All but one candle was blown out and the last one was sitting on Scully's night stand. The flame danced in the stillness of the night. Scully examined the new piece of jewelry on her ring finger, her wedding ring finger.

It was platinum, with three emerald-cut diamonds. The largest was in the middle, with two slightly small ones on either side of the largest. The stones were in a V-prong setting. It was an antique, gorgeous and fit perfectly on her finger with no size adjustments needed. It was like it was made for her, just like Mulder was.

She had decided on a very small ceremony, with three of her and Mulder's closest friends and her mother. She wanted it small and quiet to keep the intimacy that they both wanted. After, she had hopes for a nice quiet dinner for the six of them with a bottle of wine or champagne.

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I should be able to post the second chapter soon.

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-AK.