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.

I only borrowed this song.  It belongs to Lennon/McCartney and the Beatles.

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show copyright Christina Shuy.  Usually not much... if anything.

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Category: Rated G, V, MSR (sorta)
Summary:  A call home results in a lullaby.
Spoilers:  none
Timeframe:  future + 15 years... at least
Note:  I know I've already done this song, but I had an idea...

The Beatles Files:  "Michelle" (take II)
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

     The telephone rang at about 9:30pm.  Mulder reached over and picked 
it up.  He rubbed at his eyes at the same time.
     "Mulder."
     "Dad... It's me... I can't sleep." a stressed-out female voice came
through the line. 
     He put down the file he had been studying.  It was an old and very 
familiar case to him.  But, his daughter needed him first and foremost.
     "Honey, you're going to have to since you have final exams very 
early in the morning.  YOu're going to need as much sleep as you can get."
     "Where's Mom?"
     "Right here beside me."
     "Is it Michelle?"  Dana Scully's voice whispered to her husband's 
ears.  She had had a long day and was sincerely exhausted.
     Mulder nodded.
     "Daddy, would you sing to me... please?"
     "What would you like me to sing?"
     "The usual.  Dad, *please*?"
     Fox William Mulder smiled and cleared his throat.  He picked up a
tape recorder and put a tape in, pressing record.  Keeping a record of it
would allow him to send her a copy in case she ever needed it.  As Scully
and their daughter sat listening, he began to sing a song which had be a
favourite of Michelle Samantha Mulder's since she was a baby. 

  "Michelle, ma belle.
   These are words that go together well,
   My Michelle.
   
   Michelle, ma belle.
   Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble,
   Tres bien ensemble."

     Dana slipped her arms around Mulder's waist, resting her head on 
his chest.  Mulder smiled and continued the song.

  "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.
   
   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."

     Pausing momentarily, he kissed the top of Dana's head, feeling her 
breathing slow and become more even.

  "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."

     A rather loud yawn was heard on the other end of the phone line and 
as Mulder checked Scully, he saw that his lovely wife had fallen asleep.  
Scully's face was peaceful and smiling in sleep.
     "Thanks, Daddy..." came the sleepy mumble from the other end of the 
phone.  "I think I am going to get some sleep now."
     "Good luck in the morning, sweetie." Mulder smiled at his daughter 
over the phone.  "Your mother and I love you."
     "Love you too, Dad..."

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