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"There’s a spot on her ceiling, an uneven stipple in the popcorn pattern, right above where she sleeps. Or lately, where she lies on her back fighting her memories and teetering on the edge of rest.
Looking at it now, though, all she can picture is Mulder’s face of absolute terror and wonder, neck straining to look up and catch the answer to some great mystery. All she could behold was him. She, too, felt wonder. Felt saved. Felt answered for.
Now, she simply feels muddled."
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Scully and Mulder struggle to exist happily after they've been taken off the X-Files. They feel so much closer than before, and yet so much further away.
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“Georgie,” she whispered. He crouched down by her chair and took her hands in his. They were cool, small and fragile in his. He had loved her almost his entire life. Sweet, compassionate, kind, Marci, with her bright smile and ability to get along with everybody, her inability to see the worst in people. He struggled not to squeeze her hands too hard. He looked into her eyes, and he forgot how to breathe. He loved her. He loved her so very much. He didn't think he could survive without her. Her voice was suddenly very hoarse, and her eyes filled with tears. “I want a divorce.”
He stared at her, not processing what she just said. He looked deep into her eyes. Kneeling there, he remembered looking down into her eyes on their wedding day, holding her tiny, trembling hands in his, returning her brilliant, beaming smile with one far too small of his own. His heart had been pounding in his chest, he’d hardly heard the pastor’s words over the swishing of blood circulating through his ears, and to this day, it was the happiest moments of his entire life. His eyes darted back and forth between hers.
His chest ached knowing it wouldn’t be enough to make him stop.
“No,” he said simply and then stood.
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Mulder and Scully are navigating the early stages of a romantic relationship as well as a new case. The killer has done his grim work over the course of years and state lines, and left a scattering of the victims' small, deliberately broken bones. What is this person--or creature--getting out of these killings?
This continues the relationship specifically set up in a previous work, Be(e), but you don't have to have read it.
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“Can’t you leave him?” Mulder’s answer is so stone-cold matter-of-fact that Scully is stunned for a moment.
“No, Mulder, I can’t leave him. I’m not going to leave him.”what if scully had dated rob?
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Summary: Mulder and Scully investigate a series of kidnappings that leads them to Hollywood and into the unfamiliar world of adult film production. A twisted, self-described porn visionary rumored to have a highly unusual power is their number one suspect. When Mulder and Scully track him to his hideout, the confrontation gets them far more than they bargained for.
This is a fuck or die trope fic. Please read tags for content warnings.
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6/10/26: updated tags and publishing date.

