Truth (12/12)        
by Fallon

Category: Post-The Truth/Pre-IWTB
Thanks to Singing_Violin for the beta. :)


Chapter 12

He was still thinking of that moment six years later, as they 
christened their second house together. He could feel 
Scully's tongue on him and he thought, oddly, of the night 
that they met. 

It was funny how things turned out, and how he was there 
with the love of his life that he had once hated, if only for 
half of a day. 

"Mulder, what are you thinking about?" Her face was at 
equal level with his by now. 

"I'm thinking about you."

She smiled sadly. "Of all that we've lost?"

"No," he replied. "Of all that we've gained."

"I've got to put in some hours at the hospital," she said 
matter-of-factly, with a stray wisp of long, red hair encircling 
her face. He loved that about her.

Who was he kidding? He loved everything about her. She 
got up and he took one last peek at her breasts as she 
gathered her terry-cloth robe. 

He must have fallen asleep because the next thing he knew, 
she was gone. He heard the mail truck and went grudgingly 
to go and gather it. 

He hardly paid attention to the envelopes, but when he was 
about to toss them onto the table he saw it.

Addressed to him from the FBI. 

They had found him. God damn it, they had found him.

He had all day to think about it when Scully finally came 
home, his one in five billion. 

*By the look on her face, she must know, he thought.*

But instead came the first thing that came to mind.

"What's up, Doc?"

END. 

(if you saw IWTB, you know the rest.)