From: "Mike C." Date: Thu, 31 May 2001 12:49:32 -0500 Subject: Light a Candle by Doctor C. Source: direct Title: Light a Candle Author: Doctor C. Category: Vignette, Romance, Angst Keywords: MSR Spoilers: Redux II Dedication: To Didi, as always, my best phriend phorever. Disclaimer: I don't own Mulder, Scully, or Maggie, I don't own God either. Rating: G Mulder walked into the church slowly, peering around to see if anyone saw him. He had only been to this church once before, and that was because Scully had practically dragged him to midnight mass at Christmas. He was in desperate need of solace, but most of all, belonging. Belonging that he knew he didn't have anymore. Mulder sat down in the velvet pews and did something he never did before. He got down on his knees, put his hands together, put his head down, and he prayed. He "God! I know you are up there. You are mad, mad at me." He said. "You have taken away everything that matters most to me. I mean, you took away my sister, now you're taking away Scully. And it's all my fault. That's why you are punishing me, because when Sam was abducted, I screamed and I cursed your name, because I thought that you were doing this deliberately to me because I was so mean to her. Now, twenty some odd years later, you are taking away the one person who I hold most dear. The one person who I don't think I can live without. I forget about my billion troubles when I'm with her, now she is one of those troubles. It was because of me she has cancer. If she hadn't ever met me, then she would be just fine, living her life with a husband, a white picket fence and 2.5 children. Not lying in a hospital room dying of cancer. The truth that I so desperately seek is killing her. I am killing her. I love her so much, and I am killing her." He said, fighting tears. He got up, and lit a candle, a candle that burned ever so brightly. As he did so, it brought back many memories of he and Scully. Together, forever. "Nobody in here but the FBI's most unwanted." "I am actually glad to be working with you." "I thought you were brought here to spy on me." "If there's iced tea in that bag, Scully, it could be love." "It's root beer, Mulder. Must be fate." "First I only trusted myself. Now I only trust you." "Hey, Scully, should we be picking out China patterns or what?" "This is for you, Scully. This is for you." He whispered as he lit the candle. He sobbed quietly as Mrs. Scully watched him from the church entrance, she had tears running down her face. She knew her daughter had a special relationship with this man. The man who nobody in their family could ever forget, especially Dana. Mulder had come into her life so abruptly, and refused to come out. 'Who knows', she thought. 'Maybe, Dana and Fox will be the couple with the small cottage in the country with a white picket fence and 2.5 children in oh, say four years.' In your dreams, Maggie, in your dreams.