TITLE:   Conhouse - Chapter Thirty Four **THE END**

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RATING: anywhere from PG to NC-17 - each chapter is different
CATEGORY:  Scully/Slash
SPOILERS: None
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she's mine, and of course, Wanda, who is mine in the literal sense.***

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Scully pulled into Lena's driveway and turned off the car's engine. She sat
for a couple seconds, willing her heart to slow down it's wild beating. She
walked up to the front door and opened it slowly. Wanda padded up to her as
she came in the entry way.

Scully smiled to herself and took in a deep breath, at the same time trying to
calm her nerves.

Wanda didn't look nearly as thin as she had two days before.

Scully walked to the large window and looked out to the lake. Within seconds
she was surrounded by the smell of oranges and cinnamon. She felt Lena's arm
around her waist. The weight of Lena's chin rested on her shoulder. She looked
down at the hand that gently caressed her stomach and covered it with both of
her own.

"Do you miss him?" Scully whispered.

"I haven't had the chance." Lena's soft voice soothed Scully completely. "He's
been floating through my mind since he left, telling me how incredible it is·"

"Is he happy?"

"He's enraptured· he's whole."

They stood in silence watching the sun set in tones of blue and red.

"Don't do that again." Scully whispered, closing her eyes.

"I won't."



The end.