Sorry! I couldn't contain myself and read all the stories on the first day. That's my excuse for the lack of comments. Haha.

This story is really lovely in its melancholy. The thing I'm starting to realize about the X-Files is that some of its genius is in its ambiguity. You can make a strong case for just about anything not explicitly stated in the series--stories like these, in my opinion, ring just as true as some of the more, um, cheerful ones. Because the tone of the show varies so substantially from episode to episode, it's not automatically non-canon to have Mulder and Scully mope all the time. Or, conversely, to tussle over ice cream. :)