Date: Thu, 27 Feb 1997 18:35:57 -0500 (EST)
From: Paula Kinch <96kinchp@scar.utoronto.ca>
Subject: New: Love no other (1/1)

I know I was writing another story, but I just got really bored with
it, so I decided to try again.
Rating: PG
Classification: S, MSR
Spoiler: Memento Mori, also character dies
Title: Love No Other (1/1)
Author: Paula Kinch

Disclaimer: The characters and such of the X-Files are the property of
Chris Carter, etc. They aren't mine and I don't have permission to use
them.
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Love No Other
by Paula Kinch

	The days were growing longer, the nights shorter, but for
Scully, the days were numbered as she prepared for the everlasting
night. The cancer had started eating at her body, and she soon became
very weak and emaciated, serving out her death sentence in a gloomy
hospital. But at least she was not alone. Mulder had never left her
side from the moment she was admitted, save for the time he was off
looking for ways to save her life. For all his efforts and the
strength of their friendship, she had fallen in love with him. She
wanted to tell him exactly what he meant to her, but she was afraid it
would ruin their friendship if he did not feel the same way. If that
happened, she would die alone. It was true that she had her family,
but her heart would be empty.

	Mulder was still waiting for the miracle that would allow
Scully to live to see the leaves blossom on the trees. He had only
recently realized his feelings for her run deeper than any of his
other convictions, and he did not want to believe that it was too late
for the two of them to build a life together. For a man who has seen
and believed many wild things, the death of the woman he loves was the
one thing that he could not believe. He had tried to tell her, but
there never seemed to be a right moment. Whenever the situation became
intense, Scully would change the subject. Now he wondered if he would
ever get the chance to feel her lips on his.

	It was one of Scully's good days, so rare now amid the pain.
Mulder was just returning from his latest quest to find a way to save
her life before *it* happened.
	"Well?" Scully asked.
	Mulder came and sat on the edge of the bed. "Another
dead-end," he replied, looking quite close to tears.
	Scully reached over and took hold of his hand. "It won't be
much longer. Maybe it's time to let nature take it's course."
	"I can't," Mulder explained.
	"Why?" 
	"I can never give up on the woman that I love," he said
passionately, tears spilling out of his eyes. Now he had said it. Now
she knew how he felt. She was so silent, she seemed almost stunned.
	"You love me?", Scully replied after letting Mulder's
declaration sink in. Her tears began falling as well. "Even like
this?" she said, gesturing toward her frail frame.
	"Especially like this. You have been so strong and courageous
and it made me realize how much I love you."
	"Oh Mulder...Fox, I never dreamed you felt the same way. I
love you too."
	He leaned over and let his lips touch hers for the first
time. Two weeks later, he held her hand as she took her last breath,
comforted in the knowledge that she did not die alone. He kissed her
for the last time...

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Okay, so that was pretty cheesy. I would still like you to send me
your comments while I work on my next (and much better) story.

Paula
96kinchp@scar.utoronto.ca