X files revival fan fic

November 11 2015

Alarms were sounding, lights were flashing, red, blue, green. She heard footsteps up ahead. Ducking under the table of the 5th centrifuge she held her breath until their followers had passed, heading in the opposite direction. Crawling out from under, they made their way for the door. "Leaving without a good bye?" She stood frozen, paralysed by a voice she had grown to fear and hate. She held the little ones close. The old man sighed dramatically, "oh well, tell your mother I said hello." Her jaw dropped, how did he know that's where she was taking them? Does he know their plans? Don't look back. She chastised herself, it was the advice she'd been given by Samantha for her birthday. Don't look back. Samantha had been the one who set up the diversion, the one who had calmed her down for every test, held her close so many nights to keep the bad dreams at bay, and now she was leaving, taking the kids and running. Any doubts she had about her decision were quelled when Scully 4 began to shake. They deserved better than this life. With any luck they wouldn't remember any of it.

With Scully 3 by her side, Scully 4 mounted on her back and Scully 5 on her front, they ran straight for the door and then on for five hours. Only when her heart was tearing a hole through her chest did she stop. She went in search of shelter, a cave, a rock, anything. In the middle of this strange barren desert they were exposed and vulnerable not only to their capturers but the harsh elements. After two more days of walking she came upon a hilly range, each hill larger than she had ever seen. She let the little ones down, satisfied they were safe and holding them in her arms, they slept. Having finally passed the hills, she came upon a pond and crouching at the waters edge, they drank from it. Several hours passed, she breathed the cool air and smiled, they were finally free.

They continued south east until they came upon a small township with a name she couldn't pronounce.

"Hi, I was hoping to use a phone, and maybe get some food for the little ones but I only have a ten." The lady smiled back at them, yellow teeth with the left canine missing. "Al bring out some tucker for these tourists." She called towards the back room. "Sure love, you wanna ring home?" She seemed so nice. "Yes, our brother." Reaching into her pocket she pulled out an outdated piece of equipment. Handing it to her she added, "Make sure you put the area code in first." At the blank look on her face the lady behind the counter said "don't worry love, we'll just have to do this the old fashioned way."

Seated in the dry grass, while the kids played with Al in the dirt, she recited the phone number he'd left on his last visit.

"William?" She asked, when the line stopped ringing.

"Emily, thank God. Where are you?"

"I don't know, somewhere that people talk different." Emily, covered the mouth piece and asked the kind lady, Marie, where in fact they were. The reply, "about three hours north of Alice Springs" Emily's vacant expression prompted her to include "Australia."

"Australia!" William announced exacerbated. "The kids might not want to come home after that." Emily chuckled, they just wanted to get away from the facility, they didn't care where that was.

"How do we get to you?"

"I'm putting money on the card I gave you. Not sure it'll work in Australia, but it should at the airport, it might take over night to process though. Do you think you could spend another night there?"

"How long before we see you?"

"Could be another couple of days. The flight time to DC has gotta be 20-24 hours and it's gonna take you some time to get to an international airport. All the money I've got is going on that card. That is every cent I ever inherited or earned so don't loose it." He barked the order down the phone line making her laugh.

"I wouldn't dare."

They stayed together in silence over the phone for a moment. After a deep sigh Emily continued, "we'll see you soon."

"Emily... I love you."

"I love you too kiddo."

Marie had taken them into Alice Springs and set them on a bus for the airport. "Make sure you mob call us when you get there." Scully 3 squeezed the lady's hand before joining his brother and sisters on the bus. The ride was long, heading south against the wind Scully 3 smiled. Emily had promised Samantha that she would give them a good life, she hoped she would be able to live up to that promise. With no money for tickets as of yet, they spent the first night in an airport lounge. It was cold in here, not like the desert, here it was windy and dark and she felt alone. So very alone.

The phone rang, he hadn't been able to sleep, so he'd been pacing the room all night. Despite the stillness of the night his thoughts were loud and bustling. The abrupt ringtone startled him. He jumped for the phone, hoping desperately that he wouldn't wake Terri or McKinley just down the hall.

"Ok. So we don't have passports which isn't all bad because it means they are gonna deport us but the problem is, for the US to accept us, we need proof of citizenship. Birth Certificates.

"Oh. That's ok I'll post them to you. Problem solved."

"William," she says an air of annoyance in her tone "the four of us don't have birth certificates." His face falls. All his preparation, years of work that had gone into bringing them home, to meeting his parents was all but wasted. "Kiddo, you need to go to them on your own."

"No" the instantaneous reply. "We were all supposed to go together." He had been dreaming about that day since he met Emily 8 years ago.

"Emily. You were the one that told me I was adopted you told me I was lov..." His voice trailed off into a mere whisper reminiscent of the frightened young boy in the cell, "how can I be there without you?" He whispered.

March 2009

The cold of the winter was melting into the new grass as he helped his Papa on their farm in Wyoming. "Is that a crop circle over there Pop?" Having seen ET for the first time, little Billy had become obsessed with everything alien. "No son." The old man sighed. He had thought his son would grow out of this phase. That was 9 months ago. "There are no such thing as aliens so how could they make crop circles in our fields."

Having come out onto the porch his Momma called them in for lunch. They made their way toward her with the sun warm on their backs, the imminent promise of spring on its way. The sun shone brighter with each step little Billy took, until their was no more house, no more grass, no more Momma and no more Papa. There was only light. Billy couldn't move, paralysed by fear perhaps, or by something (or someone) else.

When he woke, his momma was nowhere to be seen but he could her her screaming, his Papa still unconscious on the floor of their cold, moist cell. He tried to wake his Pop with no success when he noticed a girl, of 13 or maybe 14 with a big round belly sitting on the little grey bed in the corner a little boy tucked under her arm. "Don't worry, he's safe now with God" As he turned to her, face riddled with a new found pain and grief, his mother screamed again, louder, more shrill, making the hair on the back of his neck and arms stand up. "They're testing her. They wanna see if she can conceive." At his quizzical look she continued "you know, have a baby." Another scream. "They're not having much luck apparently." He shifted his focus from the hallway to the floor defeated. Was she gonna die too? Who was doing this to them? Why was it happening to them? Feeling his pain, she the girl shifted her position in the bed making room, "Come here kiddo. You're gonna be alright." She held him to her swollen chest and frightened as he was, he felt safe in her arms.

It was only the first of many times William was taken but he never saw his Momma or Pop again.

"William? You still there?"

"Yeah" he whispered.

"Honey as much as wish we could do this on our own, you're not 21 yet. You can't register our births. We need them. They're the only ones that can authenticate it. Authenticate us." She was right, she usually was but that didn't mean he had to like it. "Besides, Dad won't remember much about his abduction. They probably still think I'm dead. The news will be easier coming from you."

"Fine, but... What if they don't wanna see me?"

"You're their son, they love you remember."

End part one