Okay, guess I have some 'splaining to do. I re-read this, and although it isn't too hard to figure out, I'll do it anyway. Just so you know: Mulder and Scully got together, but their relationship gradually lost its depth and sincerity. Desperate, Mulder went to another woman. She got pregnant (the other woman) and of course Mulder, being the man he was, had to support them - meaning breaking it off with Scully. And poor Mulder learned what we all know: you don't know what you got until it's gone. Wallowing in his grief, the death of his new wife and child didn't faze him. He has so far spent four years grieving. And if you didn't figure it out that Scully can't remember a single thread of Mulder, but feels his absence anyway, well then you're a... well, I won't say it. Hope this helped, if you were lost.

Disclaimer: TheGreen Daysong, Boulevard of Broken Dreams, isn't mine. And yeah, I deleted quite a few minorthings.


Margaret Scully turned to the doctor in frustration. "She doesn't remember anything, if I've told you once I've told you a hundred times, not a single hint that she knows. Not a damn thread! Don't sit here and tell me she should remember by now, because it won't do any good." Then, more to herself, "She'd die if she remembered; just die! No, it's better this way."

Dr. Salvers took a deep breath. "I understand, Mrs. Scully," he began, but was interrupted by a very angry Margaret Scully.

"Don't tell me you understand, because you have no idea! You don't know what it is to look in her eyes and see the emptiness. To know she can't have it! I have died enough for her. Too many tears on her account and you're going to tell me she should remember by now, but you understand!?! Don't bother."

"You're frustrated, Mrs. Scully. I can assure you that your daughter is perfectly healthy. There is no reason she can't go on with her life like a normal person. The only difference is that she's missing a chunk of her life, and doesn't know. Maybe she should seek therapy if she feels... well you get the point. I'm just her neurologist, and that's just my opinion."

"I know. But I know exactly what will make all of this go away, and it kills me that that's the one thing she can never have." Margaret Scully sighed.


The rain pelted down in great sheets, and it fit Mulder's mood exactly. As always. He looked at all the couples rushing out of the sudden storm; it was always the couples he noticed, because it was the one thing he couldn't have. So many things, but he could never have the one thing he would give it all for.

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...

He would sell his soul to Satan for her, he would run to China and back, hell, he would walk on water, but he couldn't have her. Oh, the things we can't have.