#fanfic#myfirstfanfic#xfiles#mulder#scully#msr#breakup ___________________________________________________She turns off the water a lot more relaxed. Putting her towels around herself she goes back to her locker and starts dressing. Black Chantilly lace underwear she once bought, because he loved seeing her in it. Back then she was thrilled wearing it, imagining what could happen later at home, now it’s just a piece of clothing or a hurtful reminder of what they once had. Before he completely shut her out of his life.
The black pencil skirt which ends just above her knees, the fitted emerald blouse and black blazer with her high heels serves as an armour. She looks perfect. Professional.
With a nod here and there she leaves the changing rooms and elegantly walks to the parking garage where her SUV was waiting, ready to bring her back to the brutal reality and loneliness of her private life.
The realisation and bitterness of loneliness and isolation was a very slow process. She never really needed anyone else before Mulder started drifting away from her and there are no friends left from their time in Washington. She is far too occupied with work. And with Mulder.
While steering the car onto the highway she absently switches the radio on and without noticing she turns into the gravels path of their little house. Of course there is a flickering light coming from his office. As always the TV is showing the news channel and he is researching UFO sightings and other paranormal stuff. She knows that, before she walks up the few stairs of the porch and opens the front door.
“Mulder I’m home,” she called.
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