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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. 

As is standard for this series, the song used belongs to John Lennon, 
Paul McCartney and the Beatles.

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Rating: G (also some MSR)
Category: MSR, V
Summary: Questions asked.
Setting: sometime in the future... A few years, I think

The Beatles Files:  "When I'm Sixty-Four"
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

	Dana Scully arrived at Apartment 42, smiling softly.  They had
been 'dating' for a few years already, though keeping things between them
very discreet.  No one outside their mothers knew the truth, though
rumours had already been long since flying at work.  Margaret Scully and
Mrs. Mulder had been delighted at the turn of events.
	"Mulder?"  Dana Scully knocked on the door of Mulder's apartment 
and the door swung open.  "Mulder are you in here?"
	She peeked inside to see a normal table set up in place of his 
normal coffee table, which seemed to be tilted and leaning against the 
wall in haphazard fashion.  There was also a karaoke machine set up in 
the corner, hooked up to the television.  The moment she stepped into the 
apartment, the music started, Mulder's voice singing softly.
   
  "When I get older losing my hair,
   Many years from now.
   Will you still be sending me a valentine
   Birthday greetings bottle of wine."

     'Mulder's at it again.' Dana thought, grinning.
     As though reading her mind, Mulder emerged from his kitchen, carrying
a wireless microphone and a drink in one hand.  Mulder held the microphone
and handed Scully the drink.  She sipped it and grinned.  Root beer. 

  "If I'd been out till quarter to three
   Would you lock the door,
   Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
   When I'm sixty-four.
   You'll be older too,
   And it you say the word,
   I could stay with you."

	Mulder gestured at a chair and she sat down as he continued the 
song.  Though it wasn't patently obvious, Mulder's heart was pounding out 
of his chest.
	"Mulder, what are you planning?" she asked, but he didn't answer, 
at least not directly.
	Watching him, she sat in the chair.  The smile on her face 
more than warmed Mulder's heart.

  "I could be handy, mending a fuse
   When your lights have gone.
   You can knit a sweater by the fireside
   Sunday mornings go for a ride,
   Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
   Who could ask for more.
   Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
   When I'm sixty-four.
   Every summer we can rent a cottage,
   In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
   We shall scrimp and save
   Grandchildren on your knee
   Vera Chuck & Dave"

	He reached the final verse, his hand over his heart, a mischevious
glimmer in his eyes. 

  "Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
   Stating point of view
   Indicate precisely what you mean to say
   Yours sincerely, wasting away
   Give me your answer, fill in a form
   Mine for evermore
   Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
   When I'm sixty-four."

	With that, the song was over.
	Mulder reached over to pick something up from the table before 
dropping to one knee.
	"Dana Katherine Scully, will you do me the honour of becoming my 
wife?" 

-end, at least for now-


"The Truth is Out There.  Trust No One."- from "The X-Files"
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