Disclaimers: Not mine. Wish Mulder was, but hey, some dreams just don't come true. Anyway, Mulder, Scully and William all belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Fox.


Spoilers: Definitely Existence (It's my first post ep fic) and Requiem


Rated: G (my lowest rated fic known to man!)


Category: Mulder POV, implied MSR, Fight the Future-battle kinda thing too.


Author's Notes: Can you please send feedback? I know it takes soooooo long to write a lil bit about what you liked and didn't like, so then I make my next fic better. Send flames and her clan to [email protected], and I will read all of them. And you can put this fic in any archive (send me an e-mail where though, I might like the site or something) Anyway, on with the story.

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Silent Hope by DemonicDestructress


God, I miss her, and William. Why did I agree to this? OK, so I know why. You do the job I do best. Protect Scully, and now William too. A silent army to fight a silent battle, away from the eyes of normal people, away from our families and friends. Everywhere I look, I see such unhappy faces. If I could see my face, I'd probably look just like them. Tired and miserable. I just wanna go. And there is hardly a sound here. Silence.


'You are the chosen few, to be a silent weapon to wage a silent battle. There will be no medals or honorary titles. Just the peace of mind that your battle protects your families and friends.' OK, so I didn't tell the guy in the sign up office that my son was wanted by these aliens. But that's another reason why I'm here, I was chosen, because of my involvement with the X-Files. They wanted Scully too, but then they changed their minds, content with just me at the moment.


I left the same night the Gunmen had been round. I told Scully I had to go. She asked why. I just told her that I had to go, to protect her and William. Then she told me she loved me. Then I hugged her, and it's that memory that keeps me going. Knowing that I'm going back to her. Be it tomorrow, or next month. She held on to her hopes when I was abducted. I hope she still has that hope.