Title: My Soul to Take Author: dtg Email: dgoggans@earthlink.net Website: http://home.earthlink.net/~dgoggans/ Keywords: 155-words Rating: PG Spoilers: DeadAlive missing scene. Archive: Sure, just let me know. Feedback: Always welcome. Disclaimer: The characters legally belong to Chris Carter, 1013 and Fox. No copyright infringement intended. Summary: The title comes from a child's bedtime prayer. Scully's first night knowing that Mulder is truly gone. Author's Notes: I've never tried this format before, so please feel free to critique. This is set during Scully's first night after Mulder's funeral. * * * My Soul to Take by dtg The warm scent of his skin mixed with fresh linen. I always left the blinds cracked, just enough so I could tell whether the sun was up, but not so much that the light ruined the mood. A long, languid stretch. A smug glance at the unset alarm. It's always Monday, those first few seconds after I wake. There's that initial got-to-go-to-work groan, and then the delicious realization that it's Saturday. Nothing to do but turn over and snuggle against his chest, warm and safe, loving and loved beyond measure. If I sleep in that bed, I'll wake up believing he's still alive. I'll turn over to curl against him, and the reality will crash down on me with an ache sharpened to a killing point by that instant of blissful ignorance. Blue and white striped cushions, too narrow to accommodate the illusion that would kill. The scent of smooth damask mixed with bitter tears. * * * feedback to dtg at dgoggans@earthlink.net