Title: Rain Drops

Author: Lil Gillian

Rating: G (maybe PG in later chapters)

Author's Note: I've had this idea in my head for a little 1 or 2 chapter story and I haven't had a chance to write it. I have loved the rain every since I was a little kid. There is just something magically about it and I wouldn't mind if it even rained on my wedding day. I don't own the X-files but I do own my ideas and my crazy mind. And this story.

This chapter takes place when Scully was younger. Somewhere between 13 and 15 years old.

"Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain" Unknown

Sitting on my bed looking out the window at each rain drop hit my glass window gives me a peaceful feeling. It's interesting to watch. I watch as another rain drop falls on my window. As it makes it's way down the glass frame into a path that the one before it went. They cling to the glass, not wanting to fall to the windows edge. Only some are lucky but the rest fall not holding on hard enough. Ending up in a small helpless puddle on my windowsill.

Just like life. You hang on for dear life but the not so lucky ones end up falling like the rain drops that formed the puddle on the windowsill. I'm slipping endlessly, heading straight for the puddle and no one is here to help or answer my cries. The only thing that's here is the rain. The sound of it hitting the pavement is relaxing. You lose yourself listing to the music of the rain. Not everyone or everything will be in my life to stay but the rain will.

Rain is one of my best friends. You can tell it secrets and will not tell anyone. It helps cover up my secrets. Like when your walking in the rain and feel unhappy or mad, if you cry, no one can tell cause they think it's rain drops. I love walking in the rain cause no one can see me cry.

I open my first floor window and climb out. My shoes make a squishy noise when they hit the wet ground, beneath my feet. If mom knew I was outside in this weather she would have a fit and tell me how sick I could get, but I don't care anymore.

The rain drops cool my skin. Dripping down my tearier stained face. Rolling down the curves of my pale skinned arms, to drip lightly off my fingertips. It drenches my hair, going through it like a maze, to lightly drip down my back. More tears come down my face as I remember the events of today. Being a teenager can be so cruel. I know it's just a crush but I want someone to love me. I never really liked him. I liked the fact of thinking someone liked me more than to like him.

There he is. Sitting with her on the park bench. Their foreheads are touching and a few light kisses here and there. It hurts to look but I can't turn away. I want that. Not him but what he has. I want someone to look into my eyes and say I'M beautiful. I want someone to hold MY hand walking down the street. I want a shoulder to rest MY head on when I'm tired. I want someone to kiss ME in the rain. They get up, hand and hand, and turn in my direction. He has a smile on his face and then he sees me. They walk slowly to me, but I can't move. Like I'm paralyzed.

"Hey Dana." Ryan says. Suzie smiles at me. She is wearing his jacket which is about two sizes to big but doesn't seem to mind. I give a fake smile. They don't seem to notice the difference.

"Hey!" I act like my cheerful self but inside I'm really screaming for help.

"Dana, we are heading to the arcade. Do you want to join us?" Ryan says happily.

"Ugh, no thanks. I'm just about to head home. See you two tomorrow at school, right." I smile to both of them walking backwards.

"Right." They both say and start walking away. He wasn't the one for me. If he was, he would of known I was crying. He would have seen the tears through the rain. Even if I tried my hardest to hide it, the one that I'm meant to be with would have seen my tears and would try to comfort me.

It must feel really amazing... being kissed in the rain. That's something I would like to try someday. Just to see how it is like. I share secrets with the rain already. This would just be another thing I can experience with rain. Only if I can find a person that would kiss me.

"I love walking in the rain cause no one knows I'm crying" Anonymous

Okay, What did you think about this one. Was it bad, good, cheesy, just hit that little button down there and give me a review and tell me. I think I'm gonna do two more chapters but the more reviews, the more faster I work and the better the story is. It didn't rain today but tomorrow night it is so it's gonna be more easier to describe in the next chapter. And of course MSR is coming, so all you shipper fans get ready!