Reality for a Dream

Mulder watched as the rain drops fell onto the window. One would fall, stay for a second, and then run in a downward direction leaving a tail of moisture in its path. The television screen flashing a late night infomercial was the only source of light in the room. It also served as a source of comfort for when Scully fell asleep. The last thing he could tolerate was silence.
It had been six months since they had had any contact with anyone from D.C. For the most part, they were in their own world bouncing from hotel to hotel with no particular destination. They just needed to get away from the dangers they still faced.
Scully tossed herself on to her other side and laid her arm over Mulder's chest. She was instantly awakened by the fact he wasn't asleep.

"Mulder?" She asked, her eyes dwelling in concern.

"Did I wake you?" He replied.


She sat up to wrap her arms around him and in return, he put his arms around her. This was the world they had created. The only ones that mattered were them.

"Mulder, what's wrong?"


"Don't lie to me. I can see it in your eyes."

"I'm worried about you, Scully."

"Me? Why me?"

"This is our future, Dana," He said getting up while pointing to their hotel room. "This is our life."

"Mulder, it doesn't matter."

"Yes, it does. I'm never going to be able to give you that house with the white picket fence. That was your dream. Our life has already been decided for us. You deserve so much more than this."

She stood on her knees in the center of the been.

"Mulder, come here."

He sat at the end of the bed his gaze immediately drifting to the tears filling to the rim of her eyes. Scully put her hands to the sides of his face, cradling it gently.

"Those dreams are beautiful, but for some people they're just not realistic. They are just dreams. Listen to me. The only thing I want is to be with you. That's all I ever wanted. It is the one thing matters to me--I need to be with you. I don't need the white picket fence."


"Don't, Mulder. Don't do this to yourself. We are partners on this. We both made the decisions that led us here. This is not your fault."

He looked into her eyes for a brief moment with his face still in her hands. He felt overwhelming love for this woman. Mulder slowly got up from their position and reached into the pocket of his jeans that were lying on an empty chair. Her eyes never left his movements.

"It's not much, but I felt we needed to do this. I know that our feelings for each other have always been unspoken, but I need to tell you that you are the most important thing in my world. I love you. You know that, right?"

He opened the velvet box revealing their true future.

"I know."

Mulder placed it on her finger.

"Come to me." She said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I love you so much, Mulder. More than you will ever know."

They laid their heads to their pillows entangled in an embrace caught up in the walls of a world thay had created. And one day, it is true that the world will crumble. But at least it will not crumble in vein. For even if the fairy tales are false, at least we know true love exists.