It's raining. Why is it that one of my favorite things in the world, is happening on one of the most horrible days of my life? I don't know. Maybe it's the angels. When I was younger my grandmother always said that when it rains, it's the tears of a angel crying for someone who has passed. Is there a angel up there crying for the passing of my father? Something I will never know but love to think so.

My father lived a good life. A short one in my eyes, but a good one. I looked up to him. I still do. He was a wonderful father that wanted the best for his children. That's why he didn't want me to join the FBI. I wanted him to be proud of me.

I wanted him to met Mulder. Mulder is my best friend. I wanted him to met my father. There is something about Mulder that is different from all the other guys I have ever dated. Something that I've been looking for. I can't put my finger on it. But I feel disappointed that Dad never met him. And also I have to remember that I'm not romantically involved with Mulder.

It's after the funeral. I'm still walking on the docks. Just thinking by myself. Walking in the rain with out a umbrella. One of my favorite things as a child I never grew out of. Most people would think a doctor would know better but when I'm walking in the rain I'm not a doctor. I'm fourteen girl again.

I'm still crying from the loss of my father. You wouldn't know I was crying. I'm not crying loudly and I don't believe my face is red. The tears just keep on falling. I still can't believe his not coming back. This is just to much.

"Dana." I hear a voice. For one second I think maybe it's my father but I turn to my side and see Mulder standing there. His hands in his jacket pockets and his hair caked to his head.

"Hey Mulder." I say normally. My voice didn't crack the slightest. I'm proud of myself.

He walks closer to me. Closer. A little bit closer. Until his right in front of me. He looks into my eyes. I have no clue what his trying to do but looking back into his eyes is relaxing. Even more relaxing than listening to the rain. He puts his hands on my face. His big palms gently rest on my cheeks. He wipes away my tears and some rain drops away with his thumbs.

"You don't have to be so strong all the time." He gently says this and makes more tears fall. I rest my head on his chest and he puts his arms around me. Sheltering me from the evil in this world. My arms find their way to his back, holding him to me. He runs one hand through my wet hair trying to make me feel better.

We stand there for a while. Just holding each other and me crying. I don't know how he saw my tears through the rain but he did. And from the moment on I knew there was something special about this man Fox Mulder. Something I would soon to learn is love.

It rained today and couldn't resist. I had to write a chapter. I think the first chapter came out better but this is the idea I had for chapter two. I'm gonna have probably one more chapter to finish it off.

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