Author - Gen
Email - [email protected]
Rating - G
Rating Note - Nothing bad at all. Squeaky clean:)
Classification - MA - Mulder/Angst (A teenie, tiny bit)
Spoilers - DeadAlive, Three Words
Summary - Mulder has a hard time handling his guilt over what happened to Kris
Feedback - I'd LOVE some;) send any comments to the address above
Archive - Anywhere, just keep my name on it. (And if you think it's good enough for Gossamer, by all means archive it!!)
Author's Note - This story was written in a sudden fit of writing inspiration at 12:00am:)
Disclaimer - The X-Files and Mulder don't belong to me, (Darn!!) but the other characters do. Don't sue me, this is just a small homage to my favorite TV series.
As he pulled the blankets over him and settled down for the night, she snuggled a bit closer. He lay, thinking, staring at the ceiling in the dark, the only sound he heard was her deep, gentle breathing. He turned over and looked at her tenderly. He was still having nightmares, still trying to adjust to normal life. But everytime he looked at her, he could feel the guilt well up in his heart. Her eyes were closed as she peacefully slept, her long lashes brushing against her cheek. At least she wasn't being plagued by the same nightmares tonight. He reached out and gently pushed a dark brown curl off her cheek, revealing what he had been trying to avoid. Standing out on her creamy, youthful face were three angry, red and purple scars, still fresh looking. Guilt, sadness and an overwhelming feeling to want to protect her filled his heart, as he reached up and gingerly touched the identical, but more faded scars on his cheek. He knew that, some how, she had felt everything that had happened to him, he knew how much she had suffered since his disappearance, both physically and emotionally. He glanced at her arm tucked under her body, seeing only a bit of another scar. He finally let his emotions go, and a few silent tears ran down his cheek. She seemed to sense it, opening her eyes. She looked up into his tearful eyes, the beautiful hazel eyes she loved and trusted so much. "What's wrong?" she said quietly with concern in her voice. "Are you ok?" "I'm fine. Just thinking." But she knew exactly what he was thinking. She could read minds, but his mostly. "Don't feel bad." she said, reaching up to touch his face.
"I'm sorry you've had to go through all of this because of me." She looked at him tenderly, with eyes that seemed to say that nothing he could do would hurt her. "I love you." was all she said as she kissed him gently on the lips. She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled up next to his warmth.
"I love you too." was all he could get out in a choked whisper, as he held her close. All guilt and nightmares were banished for that night, as they fell asleep in each others arms.
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The character of "Kris" is a girl I came up with one night. Kris and Mulders meeting will be written soon, I promise!!!