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Rated G, MSR, S, hints of spoilers but not enough to spoil anything really.
Summary:  Mulder, sitting (lying down) and thinking, comes to a 
realisation and a decision.

Takes place prior to the events in "When I'm Sixty Four"
   
The Beatles Files:  "Got To Get You Into My Life"
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

     The CD in the car stereo started on the next song.  At the same 
time, the lone occupant sat up and listened.
   
  "I was alone, I took a ride,
   I didn't know what I would find there
   Another road where maybe I could see another kind of mind there"

     'Yeah, that sounds like me.' Mulder thought as he sat and just 
looked up at the stars.
     For once, he was out relaxing and stargazing, not UFO hunting. 
Scully was away at a pathology conference, and there was almost zero
caseload, so he'd decided to take a night off and rest... and think. 
   
  "Ooh, then I suddenly see you,
   Ooh, did I tell you I need you
   Every single day of my life"

     He took the photo of Scully he had in his wallet and held onto it 
feverently.  It was a photo she'd had taken at one of those places where 
they put people in shiny, sparkly clothing and loads of makeup.
     Scully had managed to convice him to go with her for their two for
one deal a few months back and they'd both had their pictures done, and
had even had a few shots of them together taken.  Those last shots were
safely hidden away in a safe deposit box.  Only a limited few people knew 
of them and they were sworn to secrecy.
     In the photo she'd given him, she looked especially lovely, the dark
green velvet of the dress setting off the colour of her eyes and the red
of her hair. 
   
  "You didn't run, you didn't lie
   You knew I wanted just to hold you
   And had you gone you knew in time we'd meet again
   For I had told you"

     Mulder remembered the three months of Scully's abduction, and the
nightmare it had been.  Somewhere deep down inside of himself during that
time, he knew he loved her more than anyone and would go to the ends of
the earth to find her.  Only one other person was afforded that type of
devotion, and without Scully... part of him didn't want to look for
Samantha. 
   
  "Ooh, you were meant to be near me
   Ooh, and I want you hear me
   Say we'll be together every day"

    Fondly, he remembered the first time they had admitted to one another
that they were, indeed, in love with each other.  It had been after
listening to the Beatles sing "Real Love" after their Anthology series had
been released, both on video and the 3 volumes of the double CDs.  Mulder
had gotten the boxed set of videos and they had taken the place of his
*other* video collection. 
     Of course, he also had a lot easier time sleeping... at least on 
weekends.
   
  "Got to get you into my life
   
   What can I do, what can I be,
   When I'm with you I want to stay there
   If I'm true I'll never leave
   And if I do I know the way there"

     "That's it!" he sat up from where he had been lying, gazing up at 
the stars and the full moon under the car's open sunroof.
   
  "Ooh, then I suddenly see you,
   Ooh, did I tell you I need you
   Every single day of my life"

     Mulder's celphone rang then.
     "Mulder."
     "Hiya!  It's me.  You doing okay over there?"
     "Scully!  Miss you!  Lots!"  Mulder managed to get out.  He was sure 
his smile could be seen even where she was in Maine.
   
  "Got to get you into my life
   Got to get you into my life"

     "Are you on another stakeout?" Scully's voice sounded concerned.
     "Nope.  Just sitting and thinking and stargazing.  No looking for 
UFOs tonight either... not without you here."
     "Oh, Mulder..." Scully smiled into the phone.
   
  "I was alone, I took a ride,
   I didn't know what I would find there
   Another road where maybe I could see another kind of mind there
   
   Then suddenly I see you,
   Did I tell you I need you..."
   
     "Scully... I love you... Hurry home, please?"
     "I love you too, Mulder.  As for home... That's why I called.  I'm in
the airport at Augusta now.  I'm going to need you to pick me up in about
an hour.  Can you do that?" 
     "Sure.  Scully, can we have dinner tomorrow night at my place?"
     "That sounds wonderful.  Are you going to cook?"
     They had found out several years ago that Fox Mulder was more than a 
passable cook.  He just needed the proper motivation, and Scully most 
certainly qualified.
     "Yup."
     "Then I'll be there...  My flight's boarding now, Mulder.  I'll see 
you in an hour at Dulles, okay?"
     "You bet!"
     "I love you."
     "I love you too.  See you in an hour."
     As soon as the call ended, Mulder hung up the phone and started the 
car.  He had a lot planned and needed to get started.  Tomorrow was a 
Saturday, but he had one item he wanted to get now.

-The End - (for now.)