Title: Unexpected
Author: Mara Trinity Scully
Summary: The REAL ending to the finale
Category: Ending for "The Truth", Spoilers, yeah whatever.
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes, hahahahaha….
Author's Note: God that ending pissed me off. Does Mulder care for Scully's feelings at all? And I may be a hard core shipper, but I need to see some D/R closure myself. So, this fic is actually me just bitching. It's nothing serious, it's rather lighthearted, enjoy, laugh.
Disclaimer: Chris Carter can kiss my ass.
I gaze at the back of Mulder's head, wishing I can see his eyes. Wishing I can look into those eyes and know what is going on in his mind.
Despite everything, Mulder, you still don't trust me. You still can't look me in the eye and say, I'm sorry for doubting you, Scully. I'm sorry for thinking you couldn't handle the truth.
I bite my lip.
I can handle anything, Mulder. If I can live without you, without William, I can handle the fact that we all die in ten years. I am not a damsel in distress. I am not weak. You honestly don't know who I am, Mulder. I am the pillar of strength that holds you up and you never see that…do you…But yet…
I don't want to fight him anymore. I am too exhausted from the continuation of this battle. I chose to love a hero. And the woman who loves the hero must make some sacrifices. She is his strength and his weakness and therein, is both loved and distrusted.
But I must know.
"What are you thinking?"
He doesn't answer and I feel a wave of tears well up in my eyes.
I have cried too much over this man. I must know.
"Mulder."
He takes a huge breath of air and opens his mouth as if to spout out one of his ridiculous explanations of his actions. Explanations that I don't need to hear because I inherently know them because I understand the man like the back of my hand. Why did I even ask him…
"Scully?" he asks in a quiet voice.
"What."
"Let's…get naked."
That was unexpected.
Okay…
* * *
And, dear readers, they did. And it was good. Very good. So damn good that they had to leave it on the cutting room floor because it would make too many people happy. But the ones who did get to see the joyous nakedness rejoiced and did merry little dances. Some watched them from all the little security cameras, some from audio bugs on their clothes (oh my!), others watched from inside the room as curious whispy ghosts (Krycek, the Gunmen, Diana, the Well Manicured Man, the Smoking Man –for good measure—and Obi Wan Kenobi), and some very lucky fans got to peek in through the window.
Even our poor underestimated couple with no official closure, the dearest John Doggett and lovely Monica Reyes, received some great mojo vibes from Mulder and Scully's…ahem…reunion, and decided that if they were to become the next Mulder and Scully, they had best start wildly kissing in a shadowy place (where no fan can get decent screen shots….oh wait they already did that) and make passionate love off screen. Their lips met and fireworks exploded behind them, marring any ability for us to steal good pictures of them kissing... Hurrah, hooray.
So, take it from our X-File friends, find yourself your "partner"…and get naked.
Ps. Another idea of the ending thanks to the Faerie Princess Lolite (too good not to post):
Well the truth should have been exposed, the little boy (Gibson) comes into power and rules over the world; the aliens all get sucked into the rock; Mulder and Scully reclaim William and have hot passionate sex on top of the mountains to the Enya-On-Crack music (Scully's Theme); and they make the newly weds, Monica and Doggett, William's godparents.
Author: Mara Trinity Scully
Summary: The REAL ending to the finale
Category: Ending for "The Truth", Spoilers, yeah whatever.
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes, hahahahaha….
Author's Note: God that ending pissed me off. Does Mulder care for Scully's feelings at all? And I may be a hard core shipper, but I need to see some D/R closure myself. So, this fic is actually me just bitching. It's nothing serious, it's rather lighthearted, enjoy, laugh.
Disclaimer: Chris Carter can kiss my ass.
I gaze at the back of Mulder's head, wishing I can see his eyes. Wishing I can look into those eyes and know what is going on in his mind.
Despite everything, Mulder, you still don't trust me. You still can't look me in the eye and say, I'm sorry for doubting you, Scully. I'm sorry for thinking you couldn't handle the truth.
I bite my lip.
I can handle anything, Mulder. If I can live without you, without William, I can handle the fact that we all die in ten years. I am not a damsel in distress. I am not weak. You honestly don't know who I am, Mulder. I am the pillar of strength that holds you up and you never see that…do you…But yet…
I don't want to fight him anymore. I am too exhausted from the continuation of this battle. I chose to love a hero. And the woman who loves the hero must make some sacrifices. She is his strength and his weakness and therein, is both loved and distrusted.
But I must know.
"What are you thinking?"
He doesn't answer and I feel a wave of tears well up in my eyes.
I have cried too much over this man. I must know.
"Mulder."
He takes a huge breath of air and opens his mouth as if to spout out one of his ridiculous explanations of his actions. Explanations that I don't need to hear because I inherently know them because I understand the man like the back of my hand. Why did I even ask him…
"Scully?" he asks in a quiet voice.
"What."
"Let's…get naked."
That was unexpected.
Okay…
* * *
And, dear readers, they did. And it was good. Very good. So damn good that they had to leave it on the cutting room floor because it would make too many people happy. But the ones who did get to see the joyous nakedness rejoiced and did merry little dances. Some watched them from all the little security cameras, some from audio bugs on their clothes (oh my!), others watched from inside the room as curious whispy ghosts (Krycek, the Gunmen, Diana, the Well Manicured Man, the Smoking Man –for good measure—and Obi Wan Kenobi), and some very lucky fans got to peek in through the window.
Even our poor underestimated couple with no official closure, the dearest John Doggett and lovely Monica Reyes, received some great mojo vibes from Mulder and Scully's…ahem…reunion, and decided that if they were to become the next Mulder and Scully, they had best start wildly kissing in a shadowy place (where no fan can get decent screen shots….oh wait they already did that) and make passionate love off screen. Their lips met and fireworks exploded behind them, marring any ability for us to steal good pictures of them kissing... Hurrah, hooray.
So, take it from our X-File friends, find yourself your "partner"…and get naked.
Ps. Another idea of the ending thanks to the Faerie Princess Lolite (too good not to post):
Well the truth should have been exposed, the little boy (Gibson) comes into power and rules over the world; the aliens all get sucked into the rock; Mulder and Scully reclaim William and have hot passionate sex on top of the mountains to the Enya-On-Crack music (Scully's Theme); and they make the newly weds, Monica and Doggett, William's godparents.