From: "Dream Cole" Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2000 10:23:55 CST Subject: xfc: Repost?: His Fairy Tale, PG, MSR (1 of 1) Source: xfc From: "Dream Cole" I'm not quite sure if I've posted this but since many people have wanted to know about Mulder and Scully's wedding in the Dream series, I figure that this will work: The first X-Files fanfic I ever wrote is His Fairy Tale. I don't know why I wrote it; I had been having a bad day and just sat down to my computer and started writing. I hope ya'll like it and will tell me how you think it is. This was started and completed on the 15th of April, 1999 Author: Dream Cole E-mail: dreamcole@hotmail.com Classification: V, MSR, S Archive: Just let me know. Rating: PGish Spoilers: None Summary: I hate to give away the ending. Just read it, please? Disclaimer: They don't belong to me. If wishes were horses... His Fairy Tale... *I have never seen a more beautiful sight.* Those words ran through my head as I continued to admire her. I drank her body in, admiring everything that made her who she was. Her face was beyond radiant; her smile helping exclaim to the world her joy, hoping that it would be infectious, and indeed it was. I beamed at her, hoping for some type of acknowledgement that she would bestow upon me and when her smile grew larger I felt blessed. She made her way towards me, bringing a blush to my cheek as I admired the way the dress she wore accentuated the right curves. It was simple yet lovely, and seemed to be perfect as it defined who she was. Some could have found it unsuitable for the occasion, but I was definitely not complaining. The baby blue silk was slit tastefully up one leg, just up to the knee; enough of her milky white skin was visible to cause men to turn heads and admire. The rest of the dress reached her ankles, where her feet were encased in matching shoes. The garment was sleeveless and slightly low cut, again, only tastefully so, enough to make the men nearly swoon. Her jewelry was simple; more of what made her who she was. The gems at her ears sparkled in tune with her eyes, which were made an even lighter blue by the dress. Her hands, otherwise occupied by the matching silk wrap that was woven through her arms, reached up to brush back a stray strand of hair, back to where the rest of it was coiled up and clipped with a barrette. Small curls were tucked behind her ear and rested on her neck. The closer she got to me the harder it was for me to breathe and I feared I would hyperventilate in front of her. *Breathe...come on, you know how to, it's not that hard... inhale... hold... exhale... exhale... exhale... ok... inhale...* Eventually I recovered and the already ear-to-ear grin I had on my face grew larger as she took my outstretched arm. Then it began: "We are here today to witness the joining of these two people, a Fox William Mulder and a Dana Katherine Scully in holy matrimony..." THE END Author's note: The last time I went to a wedding... long time ago. And I can't remember what they actually say, but I think that's right? Anyone, if you liked it and you know it, email me!