My Lover 01/01

Author: Deenalynn

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Rating: G

Category: V

Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance

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My Lover 01/01

I have always felt very uncomfortable watching others

make exaggerated public displays of affection. They always

have a bit of a 'look at how much in love we are' feel to

them. As though they feel compelled to prove their love

to the world and to themselves. My lover and I feel no

such compulsion. In fact, most people would never realise

that we are lovers. Maybe most would not consider

us lovers at all, but we are, we most assuredly are.

My lover and I depend on one another. We trust and need

one another. I can think of no situation in which my

lover would not stand by my side. We have traveled to

the ends of the earth for each other and would not

hesitate to do so again. During the times when everyone

has been ready to give up hope on me, my lover has been

there holding me in place and never letting go.

My lover is my hero. Strong and brave and passionate,

like no one I have ever met before. Always willing to

stand up for what is right and good. Always willing to

stand against injustice no matter the personal cost.

My lover and I are as different as night and day. One

believes in the fantastic and magical, the other in the

factual and tangible. One is dependable and sensible,

the other given to flights of fancy and spontaneity.

While this may inspire some rather memorable arguments,

it is also what makes us so good at what we do.

My lover is kind and gentle and tender in ways that never

cease to amaze me, with a capacity for love that is truly

miraculous to behold. My lover is forgiving and generous

to a fault, except when harm has been done me. My lover

is willing to endure great personal pain, but will allow

none to be inflicted upon loved ones.

My lover is stubborn and often unreasonable making me

want to scream in frustration and anger. My lover can

seem uncaring and indifferent, often hiding the flames of

passion beneath the surface.

My lover is beautiful. Not just physically, though that

is certainly true, but shining with a purity and grace of

spirit that lend a true radiance to my lover's

countenance.

We do not display our love openly, instead hiding it under

soft touches and gentle looks and a powerful dedication

to one another. Our definition of lover may differ from

most, but we are lovers in the most intimate sense of the

word. We belong to each other in mind, heart, and soul,

and someday, when we have finished saving the world, we

will belong to one another in body as well.

My lover is my friend, my partner, my life. My lover has

captured my soul, challenged my mind and enchanted my

heart, in ways I never thought possible. I am a better

person for my lover's presence in my life. I am smarter

and stronger and more capable with my lover by my side.

Together we are so much more than we are apart.

As I sit here watching the young couple across from us

proving their love to all and sundry, I realise, once

again, how fortunate I am to have been given a woman as

remarkable as Dana Scully to love.

The End