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   Kyouryoku Senshi to All   
   [all-xf] New: Lament ( 1 of 2) (1/16)   
   21 Dec 06 14:23:45   
   
   From: kyouryokusenshi@michirutenou.com   
      
   Title: Lament   
      
   Author: Kyouryoku Senshi   
      
   Rating: PG-13   
      
   Spoilers: This story is sort of AU for DeadAlive and there are some    
   references to Requiem and This is not happening.   
      
   Summary: How far will Scully go to have Mulder back?   
      
   Scully knelt beside Mulder's grave stone and placed a bouquet of    
   flowers beside it, before standing back up again, unable to stay in    
   squatting position due to the fact that she was now six months    
   pregnant.   
      
   "Mulder…" she started "Mulder…I…" her voice broke as tears clouded    
   her vision   
   She felt a sudden movement within her stomach, and instinctively, she    
   placed her hands gently on the swell of her abdomen   
      
   Scully looked up at the cloudy sky momentarily as she choked back a    
   sob "Oh…god…"   
   only moments later, she was rewarded with the rain that now started    
   to fall from the sky   
   "Why…why!?" She pleaded before she nearly collapsed on her knees   
      
   Scully pulled her coat around her fragile frame and crossed her arms    
   protectively over her swollen stomach to ward off the cold breeze. "I    
   need you…" she said softly   
   "The baby needs you…"   
      
   Her breathing started to increase as she fell herself collapse by    
   Mulder's gravestone, the rain joining her tears, the wind caressing    
   her strands of red hair. Finally the unbearable weight on her eyelids    
   caused her eyes to slip shut as she felt her consciousness drift away.   
      
   Nightmares of her entire search for Mulder plagued her mind, as well    
   as images of him being torture while the tests were performed on him.    
   As the tests continued on him, he shrieked out in pain and    
   horror. "SCULLY!"   
      
   The night Scully had found Mulder dead plagued her mind "How bad is    
   he hurt!?"   
      
   "No…No…No…No!"   
      
   "It's too late."   
      
   "He needs help!"   
      
   "I can't believe I'm really standing here…"   
      
   Scully felt herself draw in a deep breath as she awoke from her    
   nightmare with a start, she felt a small tingling sensation in her    
   abdomen, which alerted her that she had been lying on her stomach;    
   she quickly rolled onto her back and placed her hands on her stomach,    
   hoping that she hadn't affected her baby in some way. She glanced at    
   her watch; it had only been about ten minutes or so that she had    
   collapsed.   
      
   She looked up into the dark sky with ominous clouds, the rain had    
   stopped but   
   the grey clouds threatened to release their rage within minutes. With    
   much effort she managed to pull her self to a standing position.   
      
   Scully forced back tears as she buttoned her coat, knowing that    
   Mulder would never know the existence of the child she carried.    
   Taking one last look around her surroundings, it was clear that no    
   one had been in sight the entire time.   
      
   Before she turned to make her way back towards her car, she looked    
   back to Mulder's gravestone and to her flowers. "Mulder…I…I love    
   you…"she chocked back her tears   
      
   She bit her quivering lip and forced her self to head back towards    
   her car. Once she managed to reach her car, she looked back up at the    
   ominous clouds, and then her gaze fell back onto the graveyard,    
   knowing that if she stayed much longer, it would be extremely    
   difficult to mentally force herself to leave.   
      
   Squeezing her eyes shut, she got inside and placed the keys in the    
   ignition and pulled out onto the street. Once she was out and onto    
   the road, Scully clasped the steering wheel tightly as she squeezed    
   her eyes shut for a moment before opening them once more.   
      
   She watched as the rain started to pour onto the windshields and    
   instinctively, she turned on the windshield wipers as the rain    
   battered the windshield. When she felt the tears back in her eyes,    
   she slowly began to take deep breaths as she was pulled into her    
   memories with Mulder, mostly before he had been abducted.   
      
   -Flashback-   
      
   "No, I've been thinking about it. Looking at you tonight, holding    
   that baby, knowing everything that's been taken away from you. A    
   chance for motherhood and your health and that baby. I think that, I    
   don't know, maybe they're right." Mulder whispered   
      
   "Who's right?" Scully asks   
      
   "The FBI, maybe what they say is true, though for all the wrong    
   reasons. It's the personal costs that are too high…There so much more    
   you need to do with your life. There's so much more than this."   
      
   "There has to be an end, Scully."   
      
      
      
      
      
   When she managed to regain her composure, she opened her eyes as her    
   tears forcefully made their way into her eyes clouding her vision.    
   She felt her car swerve as her heart leapt into her throat. Unable    
   too see through her clouded vision, and the rain that beat down on    
   her windshield added, she felt herself loose control of the car.   
      
   "No…oh please…no this isn't happening…no!" she cried desperately   
      
   The rhythm of her heart beat increased drastically as she was not    
   only afraid for her life, but her baby's. Frozen in action and unable    
   to think clearly, both of her hands instinctively went to her stomach    
   in a protective instinct before everything went black.   
      
      
      
   ~~~~   
      
   Doggett let out a long sigh as he headed towards home after coming    
   from work...he looked by as he would pass the cemetery the way home.    
   He wondered how Scully was because he knew she would drop by the    
   cemetery frequently not to mention his apartment to spend the night…   
   though he wondered why she kept paying for it, as if in her mind he    
   was somehow still alive.   
      
   He watched as the rain glossed the windshield and the windshield    
   wipers smoothed it away, as he looked forward on the road, he    
   absently watched this process until he absently looked over to his    
   right, and his mouth fell agape.   
      
   He saw what he thought was his mind playing tricks on him, when a car    
   had skidded off the road uncontrollably. He lifted his foot of the    
   gas as his car slowed, he was able to make out the scene and    
   seemingly since no one was behind him, it didn't matter.   
      
   Doggett glanced back from the road and back to the scene on the side    
   again and watched in horror. "What the hell…" only moments later the    
   car had smashed into a large tree of the road as the front of the car    
   was rising with flames "Shit!"   
      
   Instinctively, he pulled his car off the road and threw open the door    
   and raced towards the scene, his mind passed over the idea of getting    
   out his cell and dialing 911, but he knew he had little time before    
   the car would blow and he couldn't risk any time. His main focus was    
   getting the driver out of the car safely then proceed from there.   
      
   Already he felt his adrenaline pumping and beads of sweat trickle    
   down his face as he sprinted towards the driver's side. As he got    
   closer towards the door, the scene before him shocked him even more,    
   his mind was racing…it couldn't be…could it?   
   "Agent Scully!" he cried out   
      
   He was in total shock, he knew he had to get Agent Scully out of    
   there…it was the type of man he was…loyal and faithful, it was simply    
   what he did. His mind raced and as he gathered himself together he    
      
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