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Mulder sat in front of the chapel next to Mrs. Scully, and her youngest son Charlie. Next to him was his wife and two daughters, Nicole and Michelle. The rest of the pews behind him were filled with people he assumed were Scully's relatives, the pews across the small thin isle were filled with more people he knew to be family members of the groom. The chapel was large and full of people gathered together for the ceremonious event, only one face was sorrowful in the whole bunch.
Mulder looked around aimlessly, unable to believe this was actually happening, that his partner of five years was getting married to man she had only been dating for a few months. It seemed so unlike her that he began to wonder if it was an X-file, but pushed the thought away and laughed to himself. He silently drummed his fingers and hummed in a low tone until somebody patted his right shoulder. When he turned and looked up, he saw the one person he was sure hated his guts.
"The bride wants to see you." Bill said a little unhappy as he looked down to man. Mulder got up from his seat and followed Bill to the back of the chapel and to a back room that was marked 'Brides Chamber'.
As he entered the small room the smell of lilac and jasmine invaded his nostrils and soon he was faced with the most beautiful sight before him. Scully was in a long white dress that squeezed her figure at the top and let loose in a nice form at her hips. The dress was held up by spaghetti straps that rested beneath her veil. Her hair was down and held a few bobby pins to keep it out of her face. He fought the urge ot look away, needing to remind himself he was not the groom and though she was the bride she was not his.
"Thanks Bill, you can go. This will only take a few minutes." She uttered softly as her brother reluctantly left the room and closed the door behind him.
"So what's up Scully?" He asked curiously as she turned around to look herself in the mirror. He looked at her back and noticed the zipper was not all the way down and without warning he took it upon himself to zip it up for her. Smiling as he noticed the Goosebumps that appeared across her skin.
"I had to see you. You are my best friend and you were the only one there for e during the entire time of my cancer, I just wanted to know if you approve of Jason. I know it's stupid to ask now, and I'm sorry I never did before, but your opinion means the world to me Mulder." She said near tears.
"Hey, Hey, Hey….none of that now." He said wiping the tears clear from her eyes so that the mascara didn't ruin her perfect face. "You are my best friend Scully and I love you. Whoever you love, I'll love." He said, though failed to elaborate that the love he had for her was like that she shared for the man waiting for her at the end of the isle.
"I love you too." She said giving off a small laugh as she hugged him close and kissed his check softly. "And I promise that as soon as I get back from my honeymoon we will get back to our X-Files." The X-Files had been officially closed down but they still pursued their own cases pertaining to the paranormal.
"You're going to stay with me?" He asked positive he would never see her outside of their own free time again.
"Of course. This is our quest, Fox." She said saying his first name, despite knowing how much he hated it.
He smiled down at her and kissed her check before opening the door to leave. The next time he saw her she was walking down the isle attached securely to her brother's arm. He closed his eyes for a moment and allowed himself to get lost in the idea that it was him standing there eat the alter for her and not the other guy.
"…Speak now or forever hold your peace…" As the priest asked if there were any objections Mrs. Scully nudged Mulder and whispered to him.
"Are you sure you don't want to tell her how you feel? That could be you." She said smiling at him, knowing deep down how the man truly felt about her daughter. Mulder shook his head and smiled at her as if she were joking. He watched with painful eyes as the two shared a kiss that bound them as husband and wife, he could feel his heart die a bit.
Just a thought please review. I may not continue considering I'm not really sure if I want to take it further or how much further I can take it.