Together We’ll Be Fine
by Budgiebird

Classification- S/D friendship

Archives- Just please let me know first!

Rating- They say at least one bad word apiece. I
think....

Spoilers- Ah, none really. I’m really on a role. Two
whole stories and not a single spoiler! yay!!!

Summary- Doggett and Scully realize that maybe they
aren’t so different after all. 

Disclaimer- Not mine. I’m too young to have created
them!

Feedback- I’d really really really really really like
it. It makes me *so* happy to know that people
actually enjoy my writing, and since school is coming
up, I really need help being happy!!!

Note- I’d just like to give a special thanx to the
anti Doggett site that has my name up as a DSR fanfic
writer. Thanx a million, as I’ve been getting more
feedback than usual! And nah-nah, no flames. : ) 
Here’s a little saying for you-- The fox symbolizes a
cunning and ruthless animal, usually made out to be
the bad guy in fairy tales. The dog is almost always
portrayed as the protector and friend. Which one 
would you choose to love? SUPPORT THE DOG!!!

No, I’m not anti-Mulder. I like him as well. Just
thought I’d do that and see what happens.

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Scully sighed as she looked out the window. It had
been nearly a yeas since Mulder had made his hasty
departure from her life. Scully supposed she couldn’t
blame him, but she did anyway. She gazed over at
William, who was trying to pull himself up on the
coffee table. She sighed. Why did she have to feel so
alone?

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Doggett sighed as he looked around the X-Files 
office. He had been alone in it for almost a year 
now. Sure, occasional partners had gone through, but 
the longest any of them had stayed was a week. Then, 
he always felt even more alone than before. He had no 
idea what he was doing. He sighed again and ran a 
hand through his hair. He hated feeling so alone....

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Scully frowned when she saw the light on under the
door to the X-Files office. She hated it when the
cleaning crew forgot to turn off the lights. She had
planned on sneaking in and taking a look around to 
see what Doggett had been doing. They hadn’t really 
talked much, and she knew he thought he would just 
get in her way. She opened the door cautiously. She 
blinked when she saw that the room was occupied by a 
single, weary, disheveled looking person.

	“Agent Doggett?”

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Doggett didn’t spend much time at his home anymore. 
It was too damn quiet and too damn lonely. He sighed. 
He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Suddenly, 
the door to the office opened and in walked....

	“Agent Scully?”

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“Agent Doggett, what are you doing in here so late?
Why aren’t you at home?” Scully asked. In truth, she
was happy he happened to be in. As much as she hated
to admit it, she missed him. Doggett gave a low
guttural noise in response to her question. She could
have sworn he growled “cause there ain’t no one
there.”

	“What was that?”

	“Nothin’. Why are YOU here, Agent Scully? 
Shouldn’t you be home with the baby?” he asked, 
making a screeching subject change. Scully smiled. 

	“I’m coming back in another week or two, 
didn’t you know that?” she asked. She swore that 
Doggett’s crystal blue eyes lit up.

	“Really? That’s great!” he exclaimed with a 
smile. Scully found herself staring at him, thinking 
to herself that she had never really seen him smile. 
She silently decided that she needed to make him do 
more of it. Doggett looked down,  embarrassed over 
his outburst.

	“I mean, if you think you need more time or
somethin’,” he trailed off. Scully smiled and shook
her head.

	“No. It’s.......lonely at my house. And 
William can’t hold a decent conversation or anything 
like that. I have no adults around really except my 
mother. Normally, Mulder would be around, but.....”

	It was her turn to trail off, and she noticed 
Doggett watching her carefully. She had read his 
file. She knew that he knew what she was going 
through. He had lost nearly everything in his life. 
Suddenly it hit her. He would be the perfect person 
to talk to. Oh well. Better late than never. She drew 
in a breath.

	“How did you do it?” she asked quietly.

	“Do what?”

	“Survive.”

	Doggett averted his gaze again. He knew that 
she was referring to his son and his wife. He also 
got the feeling that this was her way of trying to 
connect. He shrugged.

	“You just do.” he said simply. “Friends help a 
lot as well.”

	Scully looked down.

	“Sometimes I think I’ll never feel the same 
again.”

	Doggett came over to her and placed a hand on 
hershoulder.

	“Nah. You’ll get through. it never completely 
goes away, but like I said. it helps to have someone 
to relate to.”

	Scully smiled at him. ‘You know,’ she thought 
to herself, ‘I think that together we’ll be fine.’

	They smiled at each other again.

	“Wanna go for a drink?”  Doggett asked 
tentatively.

Scully gave him a big smile.

	“Sure!” she told him. Doggett gave her a 
killer grin, grabbed his coat, and together they made 
their way out of the office.