Disclaimer:  Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, the X-Files, and associated
characters are property of David Duchovny, Gillian Anderson, Chris Carter,
Ten-Thirteen Productions and Fox Broadcasting Corporation.  They are used
without permission but no copyright infringement is meant.  I just wanted 
to borrow the characters for a while.

This song belongs to the Beatles.  I am just borrowing it.

Any elements not recognized as being taken from the television 
show copyright Christina Shuy.  Usually not much... if anything.

Comments and other things are much apprieciated and can be sent to 
cshuy@netcom.com.  I like email, so please reply! I'll do what I can 
about responding to any replies.

Rating: G
Category: V, MSR(but only indirectly)
Summary: Mulder's funeral.
Spoilers: none.
This story is a direct sequel to "Let It Be".  It is also the end of the 
Beatles Files timeline, though not the last story written by any means.

The Beatles Files: "Get Back"
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

     "Dad?  Dad?" Michelle Mulder's voice rose in alarm.  "David!  I 
found him!"  SHe put her hand to his neck pulsepoints.  No pulse.
     "Michelle, what?" David asked running over. "What's wrong with Dad?" 
     "He's dead, David..."
     "What?  Are you sure?"
     She checked for a pulse again, then moved her hand down to her
father's chest. "There's no pulse, no heartbeat either.  But look at his
face!" 
     "No surprise.  That's Mom's letter."
     Fox William Mulder had died with a smile on his face.


Baltimore, Maryland

     The funeral for Fox William Mulder was a somber occasion.  As 
somber as the one for Dana Katherine Scully(Mulder) had been just a 
month prior.  However, there was less of an air of sadness with this 
one as many of the attendees knew that Mulder and Scully were together 
again in death as they were in life.
   
     Michelle looked for "Get Back (Lennon/McCartney)" in her music 
database to be played at the funeral.  It was a song her father always 
liked.  Of course, she remembered being sung to by her father.  
"Michelle" was almost always the lullaby of choice... for obvious 
reasons. 
     As the music started, people began to arrive and walk into the hall 
where the funeral was being held.  The Mulder family and the Scully 
family streaming in together.  David arrived with Clare Skinner.  Both of 
them looked somber, professional, and sad.  Walter Skinner and Margaret 
Scully arrived together.  Michelle smiled at them as they went to sit 
down behind his daughter and her grandson.
     The music began.
   
  "[Sweet Loretta Fat thought she was a cleaner but she was a frying
   pan.]
   
   Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
   But he knew it wouldn't last.
   Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
   For some California grass.
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged.
   Get back Jojo. Go home
   Get back, get back.
   Back to where you once belonged
   Get back, get back.
   Back to where you once belonged.
   Get back Jo.
   
   Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman
   But she was another man
   All the girls around her say she's got it coming
   But she gets it while she can
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged.
   Get back Loretta. Go home
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged.
   Get back Loretta
   Your mother's waiting for you
   Wearing her high-heel shoes
   And her low-neck sweater
   Get on home Loretta
   Get back, get back.
   Get back to where you once belonged.
   
   [Thanks, Mo! ...on behalf of the group I hope we passed the
   audition.]"

     "You more than passed the audition, Daddy... I hope this is the sort 
of thing you wanted." Michelle mumbled to herself as the last of the 
invited mourners wandered in.  Looking up at the front of the hall, where 
a woman was looking back, Michelle nodded. "And may you get back to where 
you once belonged.  With a family."
     As soon as everyone was seated, a tall woman with dark, curling hair 
walked up to the podium on one side of the casket which was surrounded by 
sprays of flowers.
     "I would like to thank you for coming.  My name is Samantha Mulder."   
     There was a stunned silence from some in the crowd, but those had 
been co-workers and aquaintences who didn't know better.  Of course, most 
of them had been wont to ridicule Mulder in life for looking for her.
     "My brother always did know what he was doing.   He was a loving 
father to his children Michelle and David, a devoted husband to Dana 
Katherine Scully, and a wonderful brother, even though I did not know him 
for a very long time.  I am apprieciative of the time I did get to spend 
with him and his family.  He and the family he gathered around him 
treated everyone with the utmost respect.  I-" It was then that her voice 
broke.  Michelle rushed up to her aunt.
     "Thank you, Samantha... er, Aunt Samantha.  My father believed in 
the truth, my mother believed in it as well.  Truth be told, they both 
lived and died for the truth... even to the sacrifice, no matter how 
unintended, of their families.  We will love and cherish them both for 
the rest of our lives.  For without them, we could not be." Michelle 
stopped, tears threatening.
     'At least I still have a copy of Dad singing.' she thought with 
an inward smile.
     "We thank you all for coming." David finished for his sister. 
"Our father will be laid to rest next to our mother, as per their 
instructions."
     With that, everyone stood and proceded out to the graveyard where 
Fox William Mulder was lain to rest next to his beloved wife.

-end.-