Fugues Fiction Archive

“He hates himself for watching, for making himself into a voyeur, but he can no more look away than he can tear out his own heart – although his heart tears anyway at the sight of Scully anointing Mulder’s temple with the lightest of kisses before crossing herself as she watches him breathe.” Rated PG. (16 K)

Marguerite, “WHOM MY SOUL LOVETH”