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.

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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.

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