TITLE:  Nightmare Come True
AUTHOR:  Marlen
EMAIL:  crmv@aol.com  
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: MSR, Scully Angst, S/Sk friendship
CLASSIFICATION: Vignette, TINH Post-ep
SPOILERS:  This Is Not Happening
SUMMARY:  It's her nightmare come true.
DISTRIBUTION:  Gossamer, Xemplary, Ephemeral okay.  Any others 
please ask permission before archiving.
DISCLAIMER:  The characters of The X-Files belong to CC, 1013 
Production, and FOX.  I don't make a dime!
FEEDBACK:  I would love to know what you think.
WEBSITE:  http://marlensxfiles.homestead.com 
AUTHOR NOTES AT END.



Nightmare Come True
By Marlen
Completed: February, 27, 2001


"This is not happening!"  She yells and drops to the ground in 
an empty room.  A room which contained a man who had the ability 
to save Mulder, bring him back to life...and he's gone.  

THEY took him.  

She saw it.

She thinks for a split second on what Mulder would think of her 
finally telling him that she saw a UFO.

"Muld..." Her hand goes over her mouth and she shuts her eyes 
when realization finally hits her.  

He wouldn't think anything.

He's dead.

*This has got to be a dream.  Oh God, please let it be a dream.*  
She squeezes her eyes tighter, hoping against hope that she'll 
wake up in her bed from another horrifying dream.

But she doesn't wake and she pinches herself to prove it; the 
pain reminds her that it isn't a dream.

It's a nightmare.

Her worst nightmare come true. 

He's really dead.

She will never hear him say "Scully."  

She will never see that adorable smile of his or the puppy dog 
face he makes when he's trying to get his way.

Tears roll down her face and her shoulder's shake from the sobs 
that overtake her.  With everything that has been taken from 
her...why him?

She will never feel the electricity between them as he hovers 
over her or the raw passion burning in his eyes and in his 
heart.  

She feels a hand on her shoulder and for a moment she thinks it 
might be Mulder to tell her that she was mistaken.  

That he's alive and well.

But when she turns her head, she sees her boss and friend crouch 
down and say with a voice laden with emotion.  "Dana."  

"He's gone," she chokes out as tears streak down her face.  He's 
not sure if she means Jeremiah Smith or Mulder.  

It doesn't matter now.

She leans her head against his shoulder and he wraps his arm 
around her and they cry.  

Cry for a man that touched both of their lives so profoundly.  


~end


AUTHOR NOTES:  Well, everyone is doing one; why not join in the 
fun!  Thanks go to Lenore and Georgia for taking a quick peek at 
this.:)