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      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               [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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