Rating: PG-13
Classification: Story, MSR, Adventure, Post-Col
Archive: Yes. Just let me know.
Spoilers: Anything through "Requiem" is fair game.  Anything 
after season 7 never happened.
Keywords: 
Summary:

DISCLAIMER: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, and anyone else you 
recognize don't belong to me.  They belong to Chris Carter, 
1013 Productions, Fox Broadcasting, and, I like to think, the 
fine actors and actresses that have brought them to life.

Anyone that's a complete stranger is mine.  

They are used without permission, but no infringement is 
intended, and no money is being made.  Suing me would be a 
waste of time.  I haven't got anything you'd want.

FEEDBACK: Yes, please.  This is my first fic.  Good, bad, or 
indifferent, if you read it, I'd be thrilled to hear from 
you.  lynnl10@comcast.com

AUTHOR'S NOTES:  During summer hiatus between Season 6 and 7, 
my husband was watching a rerun of Tithonus, when I came 
tromping in from a late softball game.  While I *think* at 
first he was going to scold me for wearing my cleats into the 
house, instead he just said, "If Scully were alive in 200 
years, she'd still play baseball."  To which my first 
reaction was, "Well, that's not *all* she'd be doing..."  It 
got me to thinking.  This is the result.

I'd like to give a belated (and huge) thanks to Duck and 
Bugs, who gave great advice as beta readers.  Unfortunately, 
life intervened, and given the size this turned out to be, I 
never found time to do the end-to-end editing that it really 
deserves.  Considering that while waiting to find the time to 
do the editing, over two years have passed without publishing 
this beastie, I finally just decided to set it loose as is.