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Title: Meant To Be
Author: Dana Doggett
Feedback: admin@danadoggett.com
Date: September 11, 2006
Rating: PG
Category: Doggett/Scully, Scully POV
Disclaimer: In my hands these characters really aren't the characters that surfer created,
they're better than that, they like to explore more extreme possibilities.
Beta: Alexa
Summary: Lying in bed, Scully thinks about her relationship with Doggett.
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John's forehead rests against mine. His eyes are shut. I tenderly caress his cheek and wipe
a tear from his face. I kiss him where it had just been. I whisper "I love you" to him in a
way I've never heard those three words come from my mouth, and I feel tears sting my
eyes. I'm so touched by the love that John and I share. It's spiritual.
He looks into my eyes, falling into my soul. My heart aches with love. He gives me so
much love that I never knew was possible to receive. He touches me in a way that heals
me. Without words he lets me know it's all right to be afraid, it's all right to cry, it's all
right to heal.
He rolls off my body and lies at my side. He rests his hand on my abdomen. I turn to face
him. I never get tired of watching him. He brings me so much peace. Sometimes I lie
awake at night watching him. In his sleep he looks younger, without all the weight of the
world on his shoulders. When I hold him in my arms he looks the same way. I comfort
him. I protect him. I love him.
Before John, I loved, but not this deeply. Love can hurt, it hurt me before, but it shouldn't
have hurt me as much as it did.
Mulder was afraid to touch me, he was afraid of his love for me. We never figured out
how to make it work. Our lack of communication and understanding in our personal lives
drew us apart. When John entered my life I was loved by Mulder, but felt unloved.
Mulder would touch me, but I was numb. He was there for me in his absence, but I
needed more.
John's never let me down. He's always been there for me when times weren't as certain as
they are now. He comforted and protected me while Mulder was missing, watched over
my son as if he was his own. I love John. He is my family.
I look at John in the darkness of our bedroom. He reaches out and places a strand of hair
behind my ear. He caresses the side of my face as he lowers his hand.
I need this. I need his touch. I need him.
I'm no longer numb. I feel everything now. Thank you John, you saved me, you helped
me remember what it is to be loved and to love.
Every time he touches me it's deliberate, letting me know how much he loves me.
I smile at him and pull the blankets up over our bodies. I curl up next to him and he
wraps his arms around me. He kisses my neck and whispers, "I love you" into my ear.
John needs my love as much as I need his. Our souls have merged into one. I know he'd
give his life for me and I would for him. He means more than the world to me.
John and I both lost so much before fate brought us together. Sometimes I still grieve at
the heartaches I still feel for all I have lost and all he has lost, but I also know that those
heartaches were meant to happen. Every failed relationship we both have been in was
part of a path John and I were on to find each other. We share those times together as
well as present happy times. We're always bonding, always learning about each other,
spending time each day to love each other more.
I hold John's hand in mine. He gently squeezes my hand and I know we're both thinking
how we are meant to be.
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