At Dusk
by
Ainon

"There was nothing to say to him. He'd ditched her, he'd gone off to do something on his own that he could have done with her, he'd abandoned his duties, and he'd called her lucky for losing her child. She should hate him, but instead, only a dull pain gnawed at her heart and she knew that she'd dream of Emily tonight, just as she knew Mulder would dream of Samantha."


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