Title: The Truth Is Not Enough

Author: Dana_Maru

Summary: Okay, so now they're engaged and we heard what Scully has to say so let's hear Mulder's thoughts now - (well my impression of his thoughts, but that doesn't matter!)

Disclaimer: Chris Carter is GOD, if it wasn't for him we wouldn't have the pleasure of recreating his wonderful characters - but please don't sue me for borrowing them as I can't afford to pay the bills *boohoo*. So I beg of you, please just read and enjoy! ;-)

Authors Notes: I would like to say a big thank you to my mate Helen, who introduced me to fan fiction. And also thank all of you nice people who are taking the time to read this.

Chapter Five

You should have seen the look on her face when I told her I shouldn't be the one to answer. She looked like she wanted to kill me and break down crying in the same instant. I really should not have misled her like that, by now I should have learned that winding Scully up like that is like signing your own death wish. But I have my own views on how it should be. I may believe in little gray men, but some of my beliefs are more traditional, like I should be the one to pop the question - well at least we both have engagement rings! In the nine years I have known Scully and worked alongside her in so many weird cases, it is like we gave grown to read each other's thoughts and feelings but somehow neither of us realized that our love for one another was mutual. Hell I didn't even realize myself at the beginning. I should have known when she got abducted, when all I could think of was finding her safe and sound. I remember telling her once that I loved her but I had just gotten off a ship traveling through time in the Bermuda Triangle and she thought I was delusional! Maybe I was at the time, but I meant what I said, I will love her no matter what happens.

Maybe now that we have left the FBI behind, it is time to forget about the past and just look forward to the future. But a future without Scully would be unbearable. I realized that when her cancer was diagnosed and I wanted to kill myself. I would never risk my life for anyone but her. She *is* my whole life. When she got that cancer, I blamed myself, I blamed my senseless search for the truth for everything that has happened to her. If it hadn't been for my relentless need to prove the existence of the alien race, Cancer Man would never have felt the need to try to take her away from me. She was dying, with no way to stop it and I so badly wanted to take her pain away, I wished with all my heart that it was me who got the cancer and not my dear Scully. Thankfully, Cancer Man does come in handy sometimes; he told me where to find her cure. Although it was probably for himself that he told me. The chip they put in her was a tracking device and when it was extracted they had little means of calling her back to the sites of the abduction. So they rigged it to provoke the growth of a malignant tumor when removed and created another tracking chip to get it rid of it with. Sneaky little shits the Shadow Syndicate are! But to the best of my new knowledge, each and every one of those little bastards are dead and buried so we need never worry about them again, all we have to do is figure out who is or isn't a Super Soldier. At least this time, I am sure that their leader - Cancer Man - will not return to harm us. He cannot be alive after the work they did to the Navajo Ruins. Cancer Man a 'Wise Man'? My ass.

Anyway, it is time to stop dwelling on the past, it cannot be changed - unless someone does manage to invent a device that enables us to travel through time (Without ageing ourselves in the process - God I hated that ship!). I can't believe it had taken us so long to confess our feelings, but now it is done and we both have the rings on our fingers, we have a wedding to think about. How the hell will we be able to get married with the government on our backs? Maybe we'll somehow rig up a disguise for ourselves that the Super Soldiers wont recognize us in. Well, we just have to think about that once we're out of this dump. I booked pretty dingy motels before but this one tops the lot at being the worst.

The shrill ringing of a cell phone breaks into my thoughts and Scully dashes across the room to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dana, it's Monica. It has all been arranged. The flights are booked and the tickets are waiting for you to go pick them up at the airport."

"Okay, thanks Monica. What time?"

"The flights leave in two hours."

She ends the call and turns to me telling me to pack my things. I obey, wondering what the secret is. She still hasn't told me what Monica Reyes called her for yesterday but by the gleam in her eye, I know she holds a secret for me. Wonder when she is gonna reveal it to me?

I finish packing my bags, she is still only half way there and I offer to help her.

"No, Mulder, I'm okay to do it myself"

Something tells me that if I look in that bag, I will know her little sneaky secret but she is insistent so I go into the bathroom to take a quick shower before we hit the road. When I come out of the shower, wearing the towel round my waste, she looks up at me still with the secretive gleam in her eye; she never could hide the fact she had a secret. She rises off the bed and tells me she is gonna go take a shower. And I think this is my chance to have a snoop inside that bag and see what she is hiding. But my sneaky little fiancée takes the bag in the bathroom with her.

She emerges from the shower a few minutes later, she hasn't bother to dry her hair and it has settled into ringlets, curving around her face. She picks up her bag and heads for the door.

"Come on, Mulder, let's go. I'm driving and don't argue with me."