"Aunt Dana, you look pretty!" Brittney Lynn Doggett exclaimed at the sight of her surrogate Aunt in her wedding dress.

Twenty-two year old Dana Scully smiled down at the little girl, "You too, B! The prettiest flower girl ever."

"Thanks Aunt Dana." Brittney grinned and resumed her spinning in circles, completely enthralled by how the dress spun and flowed around her.

Dana looked in the mirror and readjusted her cross necklace that hung just above the neckline of her ivory colored wedding gown. Her flaming red mop had been tamed and pulled up on top of her head, where a comb held her veil in place.

"Smile." Monica Reyes came up behind her best friend and aimed the camera at the mirror.

Scully rolled her eyes, "Seriously, I hate you."

"You love me. I'm your maid of honor." Monica protested and spun around slightly, mimicking her daughter. John and Monica had yet to marry; they were still together, but never saw the need for marriage. Brittney was the light of her parents life and the glue that held them together in the tough times.

"Yeah, yeah." Scully smiled.

Mulder had proposed just a few months ago, the wedding had been planned just in time for them to go on a short honeymoon before Scully started medical school. Mulder had gotten a criminology degree from Ohio State and was currently working his way through the ranks at the Columbus police.

"Starbuck." William Scully's voice was thick with emotion as he took in the sight of his youngest daughter in her wedding gown.

She turned to face him, "Daddy."

"I'll give you two a moment." Monica whispered and went to watch her daughter chase the ring bearer around the room while threatening to give him cooties.

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"I can't believe you're getting married." He whispered, "My Starbuck..."

"I'll always be your Starbuck, Daddy." She reassured him, squeezing his hand, "Always." She wiped at a tear he'd never acknowledge falling, "I love you."

"I love you too, Dana." He shook his head in disbelief, "My daughter is getting married."

"Yes. I am." She grinned.

"I always knew you'd marry him." He decided, "Fox Mulder's had your heart for nineteen years."

"Yeah he has." Scully straightened her father's tie and he pulled her close. Scully allowed her racing nerves to be calmed by the smell of his Old Spice and cigar smoke.

"I hate to break up a moment," Maggie Scully smiled at the pair, "But they're lining up the processional."

"We're on." William extended his arm to her and she linked her arm through his. They walked to the back of the line forming in the foyer of the church. The sight of the church was breathtaking. The lights had been dimmed and candles cast a warm glow over the congregation. Folding chairs were lined up to add seats to the over filled pews.

Fox Mulder stood at the front of the church, rocking on his dress shoes as he waited for his bride. Brittney tossed flowers as Melissa's three year old son, Conner, escorted her down the aisle. They were followed by Charlie and Samantha and then Monica and John. The congregation rose to their feet as the wedding march began and Dana Scully entered on her father's arm.

To Mulder she had never looked more beautiful and he felt like a schmuck; awkward in his suit and sweaty from the candles and nerves. She was completely composed – on the outside – with her make up neatly done and her train flowing gracefully behind the dress. William and Dana reached the steps to the altar and the preacher spoke, "Who gives this woman?"

"Her mother and I do." Captain William Scully let the tears flow freely down his face as he raised Dana's veil and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Scully stepped carefully onto the same step as Mulder and their hands met in between them, "I love you." she whispered, her smile so big her face hurt.

"I love you too." Mulder whispered as the ceremony began.

"I, Dana Katherine Scully..."

"I, Fox William Mulder..."

"Take thee, Fox William Mulder..."

"Take thee, Dana Katherine Scully.."

"For my lawful husband..."

"For my lawful wife..."

"To have and to hold..."

"From this day forward..."

"For better or worse..."

"For richer..."

"For poorer..."

"In sickness and health."

"Til death do us part."

"You and me, together, always."