Disclaimer: I created the characters of Dana Scully and Fox Mulder, wait sorry, don't know what came over me. Cris Carter owns and created The X-Files. He knows nothing of this story, let's keep it between you and me, k? 1013, Twentieth Century Fox and Cris Carter own the X-Files. They have in no way, shape or form allowed this to be written. Always on my mind belongs to Elvis Presely. Marvin the Martian belongs to Warner Brothers. Please don't sue, all you'll get is some X-Files stuff and a bunch of stuff that really should be thrown out but I don't have the heart to do it. Spoilers: None really, references to The Pilot, Tooms, Pusher, Irrestible and Redux II. Rating: PG Catergory: MSR Warning: Only one, run away now if the idea of Mulder and Scully liking each other in a way other than platonic makes you want to throw up your root beer. Authors Notes: After buying the A Life Less Ordinary soundtrack solely for Beyond the Sea I came across this cool song. After contemplating during History if I should write a story or leave it alone I decided to write a story. Title: F, My Name is Fox Author: Jessica Golden E-mail: XBatGirl@aol.com Original Posting Date: November 12, 1997 Summary: Scully is about to leave The X-Files and Mulder, can he stop her? Slowly but surely she walked through the small office. On the verge of tears she looked down into the empty box. Passed his desk and clutter to her tiny desk, the desk that he had put in just for her. She placed the box onto her desk and allowed herself a moment to collect herself. It was hard, but necessary. All she had been for the past five years was neatly arranged on her small desk. His sunflower seeds, her old ice tea can, her tape player, his hypnosis tapes. She started with the drawers, just pulling them out and dumping the contents into the box. In went the seeds, cans went in the trash, his tapes went in. She picked up her tape recorder and noticed a small post it. A small Marvin the Martian was in the corner, with the name Fox on the top. His barely legible writing read: Dearest Dana, Skinner told me this morning. I don't understand it, but I need you to know something. I'll always love you. Whenever you feel ready, if ever, just come back. Press play and remember that I'll love you forever and a day. -Fox Tears swelled in her eyes but she refused to let them flow. She sat down and pressed the button marked play. He watched her from the doorway, when reached for the button he started to walk towards her. Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often as I could have And maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should have He stood behind her and spoke, "It's true, I didn't love you enough. If I could take it back I would." She gasped, she wanted to turn but her body refused. Now, the silent tears came down. If I made you feel second best Girl I'm sorry I was blind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind "To everything, Samantha, The X-Files, my whole life. I was blinded by the need to find the truth. You never out of my thoughts. That's why I ditched you so repeatedly, I wanted to protect you. Keep you from all the evil in this world." And maybe I didn't hold you All those lonely, lonely times And I guess I never told you I'm so happy that you're mine "After Pfaster and after Modell I just wanted to hold you and never let go. When you were sick I should've held you. I was happy, even though you didn't know it, I did love you." Little things I should have said and done I just never took the time You were always on my mind You were always on my mind "When you were tired, I should've rested with you. When you were sad, I should've comforted you. Each morning when you walked in I should've told you how beautiful you looked." Tell me, Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died Give me, Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied I'll keep you satisfied "I know that you loved me Dana. No one else has stuck around this long, no one except you. Please, come back to me and The X-Files. I need you," he paused, "I can't survive without you." The tape clicked off and a thick silence covered the room. She stood up and turned. The tears had smeared her mascara but she still looked beautiful. "No Mulder. Not everything can be changed with one song and a few empty promises. I need more. I need someone that I know is going to be there for me, physically as well as emotionally. But for the record, I do love you. I would be happy to stay, if there was something to stay for. All that's here for me is empty cans and sunflower seeds. You're always running off on a lead, in hopes that it'll take you closer to your sister." "Not anymore," he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and spoke again, "They called me this morning. They found Samantha. She died about a year after she was taken, a gunshot to the heart. All this," he gestured to the entire office for emphasis, "For nothing." "Oh Mulder," she stepped closer towards him and put her arms around him. "Not Mulder, Fox, call me Fox." She held him closer to her body. He returned the embrace whole heartedly. The closer he held her, the farther she seemed. He wanted to have his body meld with hers, so he never had to let go. His tears mixed into her hair and he smiled. "So, does this mean that you're staying?" "Only if the offer still stands." "Always Dana, always." ALL DONE, BYE BYE.