From: cleck.diel@t-online.de (cleck.diel)
Date: Wed, 22 Dec 1999 20:20:42 +0100
Subject: FanFiction
Source: direct

Title: Meant For Each Other
Author: Kathinka Kaufmann

Classification: MSR
Rated: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: M&S find out something about their past that changes their
future.
Disclaimer: The characters belong to CC, 1013, Fox, etc. etc.
                                                                       
                                                                      
Meant For Each Other

She was dreaming. Dreaming of a day in her childhood her family had 
spent at an amusement park. She was seven years old. 
She was sitting on a park bench in front of the sanitary facilities
while her mother was taking Melissa to the rest room. Her father and 
the boys had gone to drive bumper car. She had wanted to go with them, 
but they wouldn't let her.

'Leave that to the men!' Bill had told her.

She had wanted to call him a very bad name, but that would have 
annoyed her father and ruined the whole day so she had obeyed and kept
quiet. 
Now she was sitting on the park bench, waiting for them to come back.
Suddenly a young boy, about two years older than she was, came to the
bench. He gave her a smile and sat down beside her. He was eating an 
ice cream. She decided she would ask her mom to buy her one, too. 
Vanilla and strawberry maybe, or vanilla and chocolate. Or vanilla and
strawberry and chocolate.
The boy noticed her longing gaze at his ice cream. He held it out to 
her and asked,

'You wanna take a bite?'

She gave him a puzzled look.

'You cannot bite ice cream, you have to lick it', she told him. 

'Yeah, normally you lick it', the boy agreed. 'But you can also take a 
bite if you want to. Why don't you try it?'

He held the ice cream cone in front of her mouth. She hesitated then 
she took a bite - and scewed up her face.

'What's the matter?' he asked. 'Don't you like strawberry?'

'The cold hurt my teeth!'

He grinned.

'What's so funny?' She shot him an angry look, while rubbing her teeth
with her tongue in order to warm them.

'Nothing. I'm sorry', he said, still grinning.

They sat in silence while the boy finished his ice cream.

'You're here alone?' she saked him then.

'Nope', he said. 'My parents took my sister to see the Punch and Judy
show. I'm too old for that stuff. And you? Where're your mom and dad?'

'My mom's at the rest room with my sister. My dad and my two brothers
are driving bumper car. I wanted to go with them but they wouldn't let
me.'

'Why not?'

'Cause I'm a girl.'

'That's stupid! They think you can't drive bumper car 'cause you're a 
girl?'

'Yeah.'

'I think you could do it', the boy said with total conviction.

'Really?' She eyed him suspiciously.

'Of course.'

'That boy is really nice', she thought.
She smiled at him. He smiled back at her. Then she saw her mother and
Melissa coming from the rest room.

'I gotta go now', she told the boy.

She stood up.

'Wait a minute', he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her back.

Quickly, he placed a kiss on her cheek, then he got up and ran away.
She blushed and turned her head to look for her mother and Melissa,
hoping they hadn't seen it...

She woke up when her alarm clock rang at seven o'clock.

'Can I ask you something?' Mulder asked her about two hours later.

They were in their office.

'Yes, of course. What is it?' Scully asked back.

'Something personal?'

'Well, yeah. What is it?' she repeated.

'Do you know the name of the first boy you ever loved?'

'Yes, of course...'

'I don't mean your first boyfrien, I mean - the first boy you ever 
loved,' he explained. 'No matter how old you were', he added.

'Why are you asking me that?' She was perplexed.

'Because I remembered something last night. Something that happened 
when I was nine years old.'

'What happened?'

'In the summer of 1971 my parents and my sister and I spent a day at 
an amusement park. I met a girl there - I don't know her name - and we 
sat on a park bench and talked, and I liked her a lot, and when we 
said goodbye I gave her a kiss, and then I ran away because I feared 
she'd get angry at me. She was the first girl I ever kissed. I don't 
know why I did that. She was really nice. I guess I had a crush on 
her. I've never seen her again.'

'Yes, you have', Scully thought. She stared at Mulder, remembering the 
dream she'd had the previous night. She couldn't believe it. It wasn't 
possible.                                             

'I don't know why I told you that', Mulder continued. 'It's just, I 
haven't remembered that in years and...I always wondered what her name
could've been. I wish I knew. By the way, her hair was red, like 
yours...'

Then he noticed the strange expression on her face.

'Scully, are you okay?' he asked her.

'Mulder, you know her name.'

'What're you talking about?'

'Oh, my god, Mulder, I don't believe this!'

'Scully, would you please tell me what's wrong?'

'The first boy I ever loved...I was seven...I never knew his name...at
least that's what I thought...'

'Scully?'

'Mulder, you were the first boy I ever loved!'

The questioning look on his face told her that he still did not 
understand.

'That red headed girl at the amusement park was me. And you were the 
boy who told me he believed that I was able to drive bumper car 
although I was a girl.'

His face showed an expression she had never seen on it before - it 
was something between surprise and shock. The, after a few seconds, he
started to smile. It was the same smile the young boy had given her
almost thirty years ago.

'I wonder why I've never recognized you', he said. 'I think it's 
because I never remembered that little girl until last night.'

Last night... Why'd she had that dream last night? Why had she 
remembered that day at the amusement park in her dreams. 
She knew that from now on it would be different between Mulder and 
herself. She had always wondered what he was like when he was a boy.
Now she knew. And she also knew why she'd always had the feeling that 
she had known Mulder all her life.

'Scully, do you think we're meant for each other?' he asked all of a 
sudden. 

She stared at him in surprise. He had shocked her and he knew it. But
something had made him ask her that question.
She didn't know what to say. She was still in shock.

'I don't know...'

'I think you do', he replied.

She had to smile. She got up from the chair she'd been sitting on and
walked over to him. Standing right in front of him she looked him
sraight in the eyes.

'You know...I've always wanted to kiss you back' she told him.

'You're welcome.' His smile was rapturous.

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him softly on the cheek.

'Come on, Scully, you're not seven years old any more', he said 
teasingly.

'You're right.'

She brought her hand up to his neck and pulled his head down. Their 
lips touched, and they kissed.

'You wanna go drive bumper car now?' he asked her afterwards, a little
breathless.

'As you said, I'm not seven years old any more', she smiled.

'Any other suggestions?'

'Sure', she said. 'Take me home.'

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