Title: "Where Would We Be?"
Author: Cassandra Mulder
Rating: G
Archive: Anywhere reputable, as long as you e-mail me about it
first, and leave my name attached.
Classifications: Vignette, MSR, Angst
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters, never will.
Author's Notes: I just had to write this, and build off the end of "all things".
It left you wondering so much, that you could just do anything with it. So this
is my take on what happened after we were so rudely shut out! LOL
Feedback: Needed to survive! LOL At dana_mulder31@hotmail.com
POV: Mulder
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Where would we be right now, if we weren't sitting here together? What would
my life be like if I didn't have her here with me? Her head tilted back, slightly
leaning towards me, her lips parted. She fell asleep while I was talking, but she
looked so tired. She's been through a lot these two days I've been gone. But
what is amazing is she opened up to me, told me everything without hesitation.
Even about Daniel Waterston. That must've been hard for her. He must have
been a fool to put her in that position, to make her make the choices she had
to make. He hurt my Scully, and he never deserved her. But if not for those
choices, where would we be?
Would I still be here with her, wanting to gently kiss those lips that are temptingly
upturned to me? As I brush the hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear, I'm
desperately wishing I could take her in my arms, and hold her right here all night.
But that would probably only make her uncomfortable in the morning. She's going
to stay here tonight. I don't have the heart to wake her up, much less have her drive
back to her place. As I cover her up, she looks so peaceful, so content. Could she
really be content here with me? I want so much for that to be true. Did Fate put us
here together? Destiny? Or something else, Someone else? And if Fate or Destiny
had accidentally made one wrong move, where would we be?
Who would have ever thought this petite, beautiful redhead, would be my partner,
my friend, my confidante? On this quest, this journey, I have had only one person I
could trust. One person who will stand, unwavering, through anything. One person
that I care about deeply, that I would die for. That person always has been, and always
will be, Scully. What would've happened to me if she hadn't stayed with me? Would I
be in a padded room where most people think I belong? She's the only thing that's
held me together, the only one who keeps me sane. Were we made for each other?
Is the answer that simple? If she hadn't walked into my office that fateful day, where
would we be?
It's going to kill me to leave her, but I really need to go to bed and let her rest. As
I get up, and lift her slightly to lay her down on the couch, she sighs. I'm afraid I
woke her up, but she only curls into me, and settles. If only she knew what she
was doing to me. But I can't think about that now. I lay her down, and kneel beside
the couch. Scully sighs again, and I brush the hair back out of her face. I gently kiss
her cheek and she vaguely smiles as I stand up. I know she won't remember that in
the morning, but that doesn't really matter. All that matters is we are together,
because if we weren't, what kind of lives would we be leading? And where would
we be?
The End
Author: Cassandra Mulder
Rating: G
Archive: Anywhere reputable, as long as you e-mail me about it
first, and leave my name attached.
Classifications: Vignette, MSR, Angst
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters, never will.
Author's Notes: I just had to write this, and build off the end of "all things".
It left you wondering so much, that you could just do anything with it. So this
is my take on what happened after we were so rudely shut out! LOL
Feedback: Needed to survive! LOL At dana_mulder31@hotmail.com
POV: Mulder
*******************************************************
Where would we be right now, if we weren't sitting here together? What would
my life be like if I didn't have her here with me? Her head tilted back, slightly
leaning towards me, her lips parted. She fell asleep while I was talking, but she
looked so tired. She's been through a lot these two days I've been gone. But
what is amazing is she opened up to me, told me everything without hesitation.
Even about Daniel Waterston. That must've been hard for her. He must have
been a fool to put her in that position, to make her make the choices she had
to make. He hurt my Scully, and he never deserved her. But if not for those
choices, where would we be?
Would I still be here with her, wanting to gently kiss those lips that are temptingly
upturned to me? As I brush the hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear, I'm
desperately wishing I could take her in my arms, and hold her right here all night.
But that would probably only make her uncomfortable in the morning. She's going
to stay here tonight. I don't have the heart to wake her up, much less have her drive
back to her place. As I cover her up, she looks so peaceful, so content. Could she
really be content here with me? I want so much for that to be true. Did Fate put us
here together? Destiny? Or something else, Someone else? And if Fate or Destiny
had accidentally made one wrong move, where would we be?
Who would have ever thought this petite, beautiful redhead, would be my partner,
my friend, my confidante? On this quest, this journey, I have had only one person I
could trust. One person who will stand, unwavering, through anything. One person
that I care about deeply, that I would die for. That person always has been, and always
will be, Scully. What would've happened to me if she hadn't stayed with me? Would I
be in a padded room where most people think I belong? She's the only thing that's
held me together, the only one who keeps me sane. Were we made for each other?
Is the answer that simple? If she hadn't walked into my office that fateful day, where
would we be?
It's going to kill me to leave her, but I really need to go to bed and let her rest. As
I get up, and lift her slightly to lay her down on the couch, she sighs. I'm afraid I
woke her up, but she only curls into me, and settles. If only she knew what she
was doing to me. But I can't think about that now. I lay her down, and kneel beside
the couch. Scully sighs again, and I brush the hair back out of her face. I gently kiss
her cheek and she vaguely smiles as I stand up. I know she won't remember that in
the morning, but that doesn't really matter. All that matters is we are together,
because if we weren't, what kind of lives would we be leading? And where would
we be?
The End