Well, I'm going to do this all in one shot. This is the fourth part of "I
Miss My Friend" and it's called "Dreaming In Triple" This story is based on
three, count them THREE songs. What can I say? I was inspired! Yes! Haha.
Well, thank you all for the wonderful things you've been saying about my
story. Sorry it's taken so long for the next part, but I had to find the
right songs to get the emotion going for the actions in the story. I hope
you like this one. Oh, and they don't belong to me. I'm just using them to
bring up the popularity of Kleenex sales in the stores all over the world!
=) This is rated PG-13. Not too shabby. Here we go.
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Scully's Office Washington, D.C. 12:34 PM (Two years after his death)
'Yes it's my lunch break. Yes I'm still sitting here working. Or trying to, at least. I've been thinking. No, wait, don't run away. A joke, please laugh. Oh no, I'm asking a computer screen to laugh. If only M.No, I refuse to finish the thought. After all, what was it about moving on and overcoming what you're scared of? Oh yes, that was bullshit too. Right. So, on with what I was saying.'
Scully clicked over to the report she was doing. Or suppose to be doing, whatever the case may be. And today it was a big one. She was suppose to be doing research on strange sightings. Yes, UFOs, but this was different. There where no known abductees to go along with them. Oh, and the fact that they where shaped like long, rectangular beams of light instead of oblong or ovular shaped discs. She didn't know what to say. What was she suppose to type? 'No, sorry but UFOs are discs.' Yeah, that would happen. She was actually awaiting the arrival of her new partner. John Doggett. She hated the name, but she knew that he once knew Mulder. This should be interesting indeed, she thought to herself as she noisily clicked back over to her computer journal.
'Today I'm suppose to be meeting John Doggett. What a name. It's a lot worse than Mulder, which makes me mad. Anyone is a lot worse than Mulder. I've started to believe a little. Maybe some of what Mulder believed in actually made sense. I'll not be surprised if Agent Doggett thinks the same. Or if he doesn't.'
Her concentration was broken by the sound of someone knocking on the door. She looked up from his -her- desk just in time to see a man walk through. "Agent Scully?" "Yes?" "I'm here to ask you a few questions." Well, she thought, this is unexpected. What the hell can I tell them? The man pulled a chair over to the other side of the desk, sitting down. "How can I help you, Mr." "Oh, forgive me. My name is Officer Kelsey, I'm here on behalf of Agent Mulder." Scully felt her blood start to boil. God, couldn't they just leave him a lone already? I mean Jesus Christ, she thought, he's been dead for two years, and the wounds aren't healed. Leave me alone God Damnit! She'd never say that out loud though, and forced a smile. "How can I help you, Officer Kelsey." Ouch. He noticed the sting in her voice, and the warning in her eyes just before it vanished back into hiding. This would be fun. "Well.How long would you say you knew Agent Mulder?" "Oh, I'd say about six and a half years, almost seven." "During that time, would you say that he was prone to leaving town a lot? Say, on business or otherwise, at random amounts of time?" "Yes.But he always called-" "I see. " "Excuse me, Officer Kelsey, but what is this about? He's been gone for two years now. Why can't you let him rest in peace?" "Well, Agent Scully, Assistant Director Skinner told us that you saw him." Her heart stopped, and then started. "I said I had a visitation. I never said I saw him." "But you claim he's-" "Look, what part of ghost don't you people understand? I may be insane for saying this, but God help me I saw Mulder's ghost in my apartment last year." The officer said nothing for a few moments. He looked almost amused. Oh great. Her and her big mouth. "Well, Agent Scully, I'm sorry for the interruption." You should be, she thought. Now get the hell out. "It's alright, Officer Kelsey." He left, and she decided where to go on her lunch break. Her apartment, to eat lunch in peace. Hell.She just might take the rest of the day off. Yes. That was exactly what she'd do. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Scully's Apartment Georgetown 1:02 PM
Scully lay in the bathtub, thankful she'd chosen this option. She had put in one of her favorite CD's (the one that if anyone knew she owned, she would probably have to kill them) and laid back in the bubbly water, sighing. That had been about an hour ago. Now, the water was cool and the CD was on its last song. She really didn't want to get up. She was totally burnt out from work, and she'd finally decided to take some time to herself. The last thing she wanted to do was move. She closed her eyes and pictured Mulder, as she usually did when she relaxed. The thought of him still relaxed her, and it made her feel better knowing that she'd seen him when no one else would. It was something only for her, and deep down she knew it. She brought back everything she could, all at once. His smile, his eyes, him in general. His smell, his voice, his touch (albeit the brief encounters they'd had). But mostly his voice. She could imagine him singing this to her, like she'd always wanted to sing to him. This song, specifically. Had she even noticed this was the CD when she'd chosen it? Probably so, somewhere inside her mind. She relaxed even more, and could swear she felt him watching her as she listened to the words of the song.
"Come to me now. Lay your hands over me. Even if it's a lie, say it will be alright, and I shall believe. Broken in two, I know you're on to me. That I only come home, when I'm so all alone, and I can believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right, it all comes down on me. Please say honestly you won't give up on me, and I shall believe. And I shall believe. Open the door. Show me your face tonight. I know it's true, no one heals me like you. You hold the key. Never again. Will I turn away from you. I'm so heavy tonight, but your love is alright, and I do believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right it all comes down on me. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me, and I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right it all comes down on me. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me. And I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. And I shall believe. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me.And I shall believe."
The CD changer rotated as the song came to an end and she felt him again. She felt his hands on her shoulders, gently working the muscle into liquid, soothing her into deeper relaxation. "Mulder." she breathed, leaning her head back and feeling it come to rest on a warm shirt covered chest. The song that came on next startled her, but she remained as she was, with her eyes closed, breathing in Mulder's scent. If she was going mad, she couldn't think of a better way to lose her mind. Was he controlling this music right now? Surely this wasn't the next CD, nor the first song on this CD at all. She gave up on thinking as his lips brushed over her ear. It felt more like warm wind than lips. She knew she couldn't hold him, and she felt the ache in her arms to turn around and hang on for dear life. But she repressed it and paid attention to the song he obviously wanted her to hear.
"So you walked with me for a while. Bared your naked soul. And you told me all your plans. How you would never let them go. In the morning of the night, you cried a long lost child. And I tried, oh I tried to hold you. But you where young, and you where wild. But I, I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name. I will never be the same. Secrets of your life, I never wanted for myself. But you guarded them like a lie, placed upon the highest shelf. In the morning of the night, when I woke to find you gone. I knew your distant devil must be dragging you along. But I, I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name. I will never be the same. You swore that you where bound for glory, and for wanting, you had no shame. But I loved you, then I lost you.And I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name.I will never be the same. I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name.I will never be the same."
She felt him move then. His arms slid around her neck as his lips kissed her hair. This was a cruel, cruel thing for Heaven to do. She wondered if she turned, would he vanish like before. She prayed as she shifted and turned her head. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes filled with salty tears. Her heart sped up ten times its normal rate, and she thought she would faint. Oh hell, she thought, or Heaven, don't let me faint. Her eyes locked with his. He hadn't vanished. He was still there. His deep eyes, the pupils expanded to block all color from them, locked with hers for the first time in what seemed like a lifetime. "Mulder." She cried. "Scully." His voice. His warmth. Had she truly thought that he wouldn't come back to haunt her? Yes, she had. And she had been wrong. "Mulder.There's something I need to ask you." Why was this so hard, facing him, ghost or no, when silently to herself it was so easy? "Ask me, Scully." He smiled. Oh Jesus, she thought, I've had it now. She didn't need to ask once he saw the look in her eyes. It matched his. She knew if this was a dream, it damn well better last for a while. At least until.Could she do it? She wasn't sure she was until she felt her lips against his. He tasted so sweet and calm under her lips. He tasted so real. It was cruel, damnit. Why COULDN'T it be real? She knew now what it was. She'd probably fallen asleep in the tub thinking of him. It didn't matter now, she didn't want to think herself into waking up. This was good. It was very good. In the back of her mind, the song playing now registered in her mind, and silent tears fell. It was true. So very true. As he lifted her into his arms and out of the tub, her skin soaking his clothing, she knew that this wouldn't be the last time she was visited. And she knew now that she believed.
"Don't be afraid. Close your eyes. Lay it all down, don't you cry. Can't you see I'm going where I can see the sun rise? I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright. I've always had to run. I don't know just why. Desire slowly smoking under the eastern sky. There's something waiting out there, that says I've got to try. I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright. This town thinks I'm crazy. They just think I'm strange. Sometimes they want to own me, sometimes they wish I'd change. But I can feel the thunder, underneath my feet. I sold my soul for freedom. It's lonely but it's sweet. Don't be afraid, close your eyes. Lay it all down, don't you cry. Can't you see I'm going where I can see the sun rise? I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Well, hope you liked this one. It's kind of a more upbeat yet sad part of this story. There's a fifth, I'm warning you now haha. It shouldn't take me too long, I've got good inspiration behind it. Let me know what you think of this. Hope you enjoyed it! ~Madame Spooky~
Scully's Office Washington, D.C. 12:34 PM (Two years after his death)
'Yes it's my lunch break. Yes I'm still sitting here working. Or trying to, at least. I've been thinking. No, wait, don't run away. A joke, please laugh. Oh no, I'm asking a computer screen to laugh. If only M.No, I refuse to finish the thought. After all, what was it about moving on and overcoming what you're scared of? Oh yes, that was bullshit too. Right. So, on with what I was saying.'
Scully clicked over to the report she was doing. Or suppose to be doing, whatever the case may be. And today it was a big one. She was suppose to be doing research on strange sightings. Yes, UFOs, but this was different. There where no known abductees to go along with them. Oh, and the fact that they where shaped like long, rectangular beams of light instead of oblong or ovular shaped discs. She didn't know what to say. What was she suppose to type? 'No, sorry but UFOs are discs.' Yeah, that would happen. She was actually awaiting the arrival of her new partner. John Doggett. She hated the name, but she knew that he once knew Mulder. This should be interesting indeed, she thought to herself as she noisily clicked back over to her computer journal.
'Today I'm suppose to be meeting John Doggett. What a name. It's a lot worse than Mulder, which makes me mad. Anyone is a lot worse than Mulder. I've started to believe a little. Maybe some of what Mulder believed in actually made sense. I'll not be surprised if Agent Doggett thinks the same. Or if he doesn't.'
Her concentration was broken by the sound of someone knocking on the door. She looked up from his -her- desk just in time to see a man walk through. "Agent Scully?" "Yes?" "I'm here to ask you a few questions." Well, she thought, this is unexpected. What the hell can I tell them? The man pulled a chair over to the other side of the desk, sitting down. "How can I help you, Mr." "Oh, forgive me. My name is Officer Kelsey, I'm here on behalf of Agent Mulder." Scully felt her blood start to boil. God, couldn't they just leave him a lone already? I mean Jesus Christ, she thought, he's been dead for two years, and the wounds aren't healed. Leave me alone God Damnit! She'd never say that out loud though, and forced a smile. "How can I help you, Officer Kelsey." Ouch. He noticed the sting in her voice, and the warning in her eyes just before it vanished back into hiding. This would be fun. "Well.How long would you say you knew Agent Mulder?" "Oh, I'd say about six and a half years, almost seven." "During that time, would you say that he was prone to leaving town a lot? Say, on business or otherwise, at random amounts of time?" "Yes.But he always called-" "I see. " "Excuse me, Officer Kelsey, but what is this about? He's been gone for two years now. Why can't you let him rest in peace?" "Well, Agent Scully, Assistant Director Skinner told us that you saw him." Her heart stopped, and then started. "I said I had a visitation. I never said I saw him." "But you claim he's-" "Look, what part of ghost don't you people understand? I may be insane for saying this, but God help me I saw Mulder's ghost in my apartment last year." The officer said nothing for a few moments. He looked almost amused. Oh great. Her and her big mouth. "Well, Agent Scully, I'm sorry for the interruption." You should be, she thought. Now get the hell out. "It's alright, Officer Kelsey." He left, and she decided where to go on her lunch break. Her apartment, to eat lunch in peace. Hell.She just might take the rest of the day off. Yes. That was exactly what she'd do. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Scully's Apartment Georgetown 1:02 PM
Scully lay in the bathtub, thankful she'd chosen this option. She had put in one of her favorite CD's (the one that if anyone knew she owned, she would probably have to kill them) and laid back in the bubbly water, sighing. That had been about an hour ago. Now, the water was cool and the CD was on its last song. She really didn't want to get up. She was totally burnt out from work, and she'd finally decided to take some time to herself. The last thing she wanted to do was move. She closed her eyes and pictured Mulder, as she usually did when she relaxed. The thought of him still relaxed her, and it made her feel better knowing that she'd seen him when no one else would. It was something only for her, and deep down she knew it. She brought back everything she could, all at once. His smile, his eyes, him in general. His smell, his voice, his touch (albeit the brief encounters they'd had). But mostly his voice. She could imagine him singing this to her, like she'd always wanted to sing to him. This song, specifically. Had she even noticed this was the CD when she'd chosen it? Probably so, somewhere inside her mind. She relaxed even more, and could swear she felt him watching her as she listened to the words of the song.
"Come to me now. Lay your hands over me. Even if it's a lie, say it will be alright, and I shall believe. Broken in two, I know you're on to me. That I only come home, when I'm so all alone, and I can believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right, it all comes down on me. Please say honestly you won't give up on me, and I shall believe. And I shall believe. Open the door. Show me your face tonight. I know it's true, no one heals me like you. You hold the key. Never again. Will I turn away from you. I'm so heavy tonight, but your love is alright, and I do believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right it all comes down on me. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me, and I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. That not everything is gonna be the way you think it oughta be. It seems like everytime I try to make it right it all comes down on me. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me. And I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. I shall believe. And I shall believe. Please say honestly, you won't give up on me.And I shall believe."
The CD changer rotated as the song came to an end and she felt him again. She felt his hands on her shoulders, gently working the muscle into liquid, soothing her into deeper relaxation. "Mulder." she breathed, leaning her head back and feeling it come to rest on a warm shirt covered chest. The song that came on next startled her, but she remained as she was, with her eyes closed, breathing in Mulder's scent. If she was going mad, she couldn't think of a better way to lose her mind. Was he controlling this music right now? Surely this wasn't the next CD, nor the first song on this CD at all. She gave up on thinking as his lips brushed over her ear. It felt more like warm wind than lips. She knew she couldn't hold him, and she felt the ache in her arms to turn around and hang on for dear life. But she repressed it and paid attention to the song he obviously wanted her to hear.
"So you walked with me for a while. Bared your naked soul. And you told me all your plans. How you would never let them go. In the morning of the night, you cried a long lost child. And I tried, oh I tried to hold you. But you where young, and you where wild. But I, I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name. I will never be the same. Secrets of your life, I never wanted for myself. But you guarded them like a lie, placed upon the highest shelf. In the morning of the night, when I woke to find you gone. I knew your distant devil must be dragging you along. But I, I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name. I will never be the same. You swore that you where bound for glory, and for wanting, you had no shame. But I loved you, then I lost you.And I will never be the same. Oh I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name.I will never be the same. I, I will never be the same. Caught in your eyes, lost in your name.I will never be the same."
She felt him move then. His arms slid around her neck as his lips kissed her hair. This was a cruel, cruel thing for Heaven to do. She wondered if she turned, would he vanish like before. She prayed as she shifted and turned her head. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes filled with salty tears. Her heart sped up ten times its normal rate, and she thought she would faint. Oh hell, she thought, or Heaven, don't let me faint. Her eyes locked with his. He hadn't vanished. He was still there. His deep eyes, the pupils expanded to block all color from them, locked with hers for the first time in what seemed like a lifetime. "Mulder." She cried. "Scully." His voice. His warmth. Had she truly thought that he wouldn't come back to haunt her? Yes, she had. And she had been wrong. "Mulder.There's something I need to ask you." Why was this so hard, facing him, ghost or no, when silently to herself it was so easy? "Ask me, Scully." He smiled. Oh Jesus, she thought, I've had it now. She didn't need to ask once he saw the look in her eyes. It matched his. She knew if this was a dream, it damn well better last for a while. At least until.Could she do it? She wasn't sure she was until she felt her lips against his. He tasted so sweet and calm under her lips. He tasted so real. It was cruel, damnit. Why COULDN'T it be real? She knew now what it was. She'd probably fallen asleep in the tub thinking of him. It didn't matter now, she didn't want to think herself into waking up. This was good. It was very good. In the back of her mind, the song playing now registered in her mind, and silent tears fell. It was true. So very true. As he lifted her into his arms and out of the tub, her skin soaking his clothing, she knew that this wouldn't be the last time she was visited. And she knew now that she believed.
"Don't be afraid. Close your eyes. Lay it all down, don't you cry. Can't you see I'm going where I can see the sun rise? I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright. I've always had to run. I don't know just why. Desire slowly smoking under the eastern sky. There's something waiting out there, that says I've got to try. I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright. This town thinks I'm crazy. They just think I'm strange. Sometimes they want to own me, sometimes they wish I'd change. But I can feel the thunder, underneath my feet. I sold my soul for freedom. It's lonely but it's sweet. Don't be afraid, close your eyes. Lay it all down, don't you cry. Can't you see I'm going where I can see the sun rise? I've been talking to my Angel, and he said that it's alright." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~* Well, hope you liked this one. It's kind of a more upbeat yet sad part of this story. There's a fifth, I'm warning you now haha. It shouldn't take me too long, I've got good inspiration behind it. Let me know what you think of this. Hope you enjoyed it! ~Madame Spooky~