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property of Chris Carter, Ten-Thirteen Productions and Fox Broadcasting
Corporation.  They are used without permission, as I can't afford to get
permission.  I'm not planning to make any money from this story anyway. 
The song belongs to Lennon/McCartney and the Beatles.

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Rating: G
Classification: MSR, V, part of a series
Summary:  Mulder sings to someone very dear to him.
This story takes place years in the future.

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

	The sound of a baby crying broke the silence of the night.
	"Wha...?" A woman's voice awoke with a start and turned towards 
the baby monitor sitting on the nightstand.
	"Shhh... you rest.  I'll get her." a male voice said, quietly.  The
bedsprings creeked as he got up from bed.
	"Thanks, Fox..." the woman's voice was half-muffled by the pillow
as she turned over.
	She heard the soft padding of his feet out of the bedroom door 
and inot the nursery.
	"Shh... sweetie, Daddy's here..." 
	Fox Mulder picked up his fussing daughter and rocked her gently 
in his arms.  When she quieted down a little, he started to sing.
   
  "Michelle, ma belle.
   These are words that go together well,
   My Michelle."

	Listening through the room monitor, Dana Scully smiled.  Mulder 
had a soft voice that translated through songs very well.  He had 
demonstrated the ability many times during their courtship, occasionally 
breaking into song at some amusingly appropriate time.  Dana herself felt 
that the current song was great for a lullaby.
   
  "Michelle, ma belle.
   Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble,
   Tres bien ensemble.
   
   I love you, I love you, I love you.
   That's all I want to say.
   Until I find a way
   I will say the only words I know that
   You'll understand."

	Getting out of bed, she walked over to the doorway to the nursery 
that was just adjacent to their bedroom to look in on her husband and 
their daughter.
   
  "I need you, I need you, I need you.
   I need to make you see,
   Oh, what you mean to me.
   Until I do I'm hoping you will
   Know what I mean.
   
   I love you."

	The little girl closed her eyes and drifted back off to sleep as
Mulder watched, but he continued singing.  Dana could just make out a hint
of a smile on the child's face. 
   
  "I want you, I want you, I want you.
   I think you know by now
   I'll get to you somehow.
   Until I do I'm telling you so
   You'll understand.
   
   I will say the only words I know that
   You'll understand, my Michelle."

	"That was sweet, Mulder..." Dana smiled, watching her husband put 
Michelle Samantha Mulder, their daughter, back in her crib, fast asleep.
	"Thanks to the wonder of modern technology, you heard that, hmm?"
	"Yes... well, the beginning of it, anyway.  I heard the rest from
here.  You are wonderful with her."
	"And you should be in bed.  You have a long day ahead of you."
	"Only if you come back to bed too."
	They smiled at one another as Mulder walked back to her.
	"Deal."

-End, for now-