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Title: Remember Mulder

Author: The Klingon Mistress

Summary: She remembers....

Remember.

I remember how much I cried when her father was taken from us. I remember it rained the next day and the sun wouldn't come up. I remember not wanting to wake up and face each day. I didn't take calls for a week and I didn't continue the activities I once loved. A few days passed and all I did was deny what had happened. I couldn't cry anymore and I had caught up on all of my sleep, and work was empty. I went each day and poured myself into the search. I made myself forget anything else existed.

Remember.

He wouldn't want me to end up this way. He wouldn't have wanted me to become what he had. Remember, my heart cried out. Remember that your not alone even now, there's someone who needs you more. Someone who needs you to get up and live, really live. And no matter what you do you will always have this person , through everything you do in life.

I Remember.

I remember that I have always loved the rain. With the rain comes the rainbows. I remember that even if the sun doesn't shine on me it's shining somewhere for someone. I know that when I take calls they will be full of love and warmth towards us. We have family and friends who care and are worried. I wont let this search so consume me, us. There's more to my life than an office and an empty apartment. I wont give up hope. I wont abandon my faith.

We love you and we hope that in knowing how I feel you will understand when you come back to us.

Love ,

Scully

I close my Journal and look over to the sleeping child in the hospital nursery's bassinet. When she came into my life I knew instantly that I would record everything she ever did. I look at her and see that she is as much my daughter as she is her fathers. Dark hair and eyes a hazel color beneath the transparent blue haze.

He will love her when they meet, but for now all I can do is remember. I glance over to the birth certificate paper work and at the empty name slot. The nurse will be back in a minute and she will want it to file away. Picking up the clipboard its attached to I fill in my daughters name. Our daughter, Remember Faith Mulder.

Forever we will remember our faith and together we will remember him, the man we will always love. Her father and forever my heart. Mulder.

~ Finish ~