Cold & Broken

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Summary: “I was lost last night…” A response to an E-muse songfic challenge

Title: Cold and Broken
Author: Circe Invidiosa
Spoilers: Redux II
Classification: Cheese…in response to E-muse Songfic Challenge…see end for notes…

Mulder couldn’t stay at Scully’s hospital bed forever. Eventually someone would come in and tell him visiting hours were over long ago. If she woke up, he knew he wouldn’t be able to bear her questioning eyes upon him.

He wandered the city until he found himself in her apartment. Everything was the same as the night he had waited for her in the dark, except that she wasn’t coming home tonight….maybe not ever.

He turned on her stereo and sat down on her couch, wrapping himself in the blanket there as he felt she must have done the evenings when she was too ill to move. He listened to what she last listened to. Guitar chords filled the silence and a mournful voice began. He picked up the open CD case on the coffee table…Grace… Hallelujah…How fitting.

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

He sank forward, holding his head in his hands. It was all falling apart. Accused of murder. His sister. His beliefs shattered. The chip…the damn chip wasn’t working. And whether he accepted the Smoking Man’s offer or not, inevitably he would be separated from Scully.

I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.

She should have told him about the cancer metastasizing. He wouldn’t have gone to the Yukon. He wouldn’t have pulled them into this mess. He wouldn’t have given her the false hope of a cure. He wouldn’t have been that sorry son of a bitch…

Well, maybe there’s a God above
But all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you
And it’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.

He had to take the deal. The Smoking Man claimed he would keep his promises. There could be more to the cure than just the chip that the black-lunged bastard was holding on to. He could make his problems go away. He offered the truth. It was the only deal on the table.

Mulder would find a way to contact him.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…

Notes: Inspired by Rain’s use of Leonard Cohen lyrics. The late Jeff Buckley covered Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” in his 1995 album, Grace. Personally, my favourite cover of this song is by Rufus Wainwright…but that wasn’t recorded at the time this story took place…

Oh, and sorry about the length…