Transformation

By Trycee

Final Sequel to Transmission, Transcendence and Transference

Time-Line: August 2011-2013

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files, this is written for fun, not profit.

Scully was stunned as she starred at the charred remains of her home she and Mulder had once loved and lived in. It had been two years since she'd seen it but as she picked through the remains, tears flowed down her pale, thin cheekbones and she brushed them away. She found a charred photo of Samantha in the ruins and she gathered it up and she found a few other photos including the only photo she had of Emily and she was grateful. She continued to sift through what was their bedroom until she collapsed onto her knees in tears, wailing out into the open air, screaming at the top of her lungs.

She could feel footsteps behind her. She knew she wasn't alone. She hadn't come alone but in looking at the remains of her life she felt alone. She could feel someone lift her up but they're touch was uncomfortable. She looked up to see Doggett helping her up. Reyes too stood next to her. "It's okay, Dana,"

"No, it isn't," she said, shoving the photos into Monica's hands. "I want our lives back."

"We're here in 2013. We're still alive," John stated flatly. "Two years later."

"I know. But I've lost so much," she said, looking around her.

Just then she felt it. What she needed. And she instantly relaxed as she was being pulled in a direction she didn't care. She closed her eyes as the tears continued to pour down her cheeks and she turned and buried her face into his chest. He wrapped her in his arms and rocked her for a few moments. "It's okay, Scully," Mulder said. "I know how you feel."

They were both interrupted by the footsteps of the young auburn haired boy approaching them as he typed quickly on his cell phone to whom they didn't know. "Why did we come back here?"

"This is where it all began", Mulder said, "Right after they took Gibson Praise."

The boy shook his head in agreement. I remember when they took Gibson. I remember defeating the aliens…and you thought I was in co-hoots with the aliens," he said, looking accusingly at his father.

"I know," Mulder said, feeling guilty.

He looked down at Scully who he still held tightly in his arms with her eyes closed, grasping him around the waist, listening but not responding. He kissed the top of her head and let go of her. She held out her hand and Monica grasped it, realizing that Scully needed the support at that moment. Neither of them had expected her to react so deeply to their former home. Monica placed an arm around her waist in case she needed the support.

Mulder satisfied that Scully was secure walked closer to his son. "I didn't trust you at the time, William. They were coming to you, talking to you at night. Whispering in your ear, telling you to join them. To destroy humanity and be with them. No, I thought you were one of them and I didn't trust you."

William nodded. "It was hard knowing I belonged to them but knowing I belonged to you and Mom. You created me but feeling that they created me too. That somehow they were just as much of my parents as you were. It was hard to resist them."

Just then a car sped up the long driveway over the gate that once kept the world at bay and Skinner stepped out. He was older but still physically fit as he approached them. He shook hands with John and Mulder and hugged Monica and Scully, giving her a longer hug, until finally releasing her.

"The reason we're here is because to the rest of the world none of this happened. The defeat of the aliens just a few months ago. For them time has gone on, the New Year came and went and soon we'll be going into the fall and winter season. But for us," he said, as a stronger Scully came to stand by his side and slid her hand into his. "Our entire lives were about defeating them. This really happened to us, to us all. It happened. It's real. We needed this closure so we can move on."

"I'm confused though," Skinner said. "What exactly did happen? I mean, I know what happened. But it just happened to fast…I replay it in my mind all the time. It happened so fast."

Mulder glanced down at Scully. She looked at him and then to Monica and then John and they all turned to William.

"I'll tell you," the boy said, placing his cell phone away. "They wanted me to destroy the entire world! To kill everyone and I almost did it."

Year 2011, Mulder and Scully's Residence

Scully tossed her briefcase on the table and looked around the home. She could hear William and Monica chatting outside on the back porch facing the garden. She followed the sound out the back door. She stood there a moment. "What's going on?"

Monica patted the empty lawn chair next to her. "We're talking about Gibson," Monica said, wiping a tear. "We both can feel him and how they're torturing him."

"I feel it too," Scully said, reaching out to touch her ten year old son. "William?"

"He knows now. That he won't ever be human again," William said, tuning in to Gibson Praise on the Mother Ship that was carefully shielded behind the clouds. "He knows his purpose now."

"What is his purpose, William?" his mother asked.

"To be transformed into one of them," he said, as he looked up at the sky.

Scully and Monica looked up and just as they did the UFO that was tracking William from his reunion with his parents showed itself into the sky. It was spherical and dark, giving Scully the chills. "You sure they can't touch you, William?"

"They can watch me, they can talk to me, but they can't touch me," he said, again trying to reassure his mother, as he did nearly every day, though it was never enough.

"Still, I'd feel better if you were both inside," she said, standing up and ushering her nearly equally short son and even taller friend Monica indoors.

She stopped into her bedroom and stripped out of her hospital garb and stepped into the shower. After her shower, she dressed quickly and headed for the kitchen but Monica was already cooking. "I was gonna do that."

"You worked all day, then cook, when I'm here? Come on!"

"Where's Mulder and John?"

"Working on the underground hide-out."

Scully nodded and grabbed up a glass of wine Monica had poured her. She kissed the top of her son's head and headed towards the front door, down the stairs and covered her eyes as the Virginia sun beamed down on her. She could hear the two men chattering. 'Sounds more like arguing,' she thought to herself and headed over to where the old barn still stood.

"Look, I know how to use a miter saw," John yelled. "Unlike you. Who the hell taught you to use tools?"

"I can use tools. These are MY TOOLS."

"Betcha don't know the names of them…"

"BOYS, BOYS!", Scully said, loudly to interrupt them. "Any progress?", she said, as she gave Mulder a soft kiss.

Mulder nodded and then shook his head in Doggett's direction. "He's trying to tell me I don't know how to use my own tools."

"Any progress?", she said, trying to steer clear of their argument.

Mulder removed a large wooden section of the floor and she could see that there was a hidden space they'd dug out. "We're gonna dig out this entire ground floor," Mulder said, "Lay down a wooden floor and that way we can store ammo and everything and be able to fight."

"Sounds good," Scully smiled. "Well, Monica is cooking dinner. You both might want to come wash up. Plus, it'll be dark soon."

Both men put down the tools and Mulder placed his hand on his spot and walked with Scully back up to the house with Doggett sulking behind them. Scully sat down on the couch to spend time with William as Mulder showered in their bedroom while Doggett did the same in the spare room where he and Monica were staying with them permanently as they prepared for the upcoming war with the aliens.

Monica and Doggett retreated to the spare room and Mulder tucked his son into Scully's office, a place where William felt safe and wanted to sleep. Mulder kissed his son on the forehead and closed the door and then walked the few short steps over to their bedroom. He immediately removed his shirt and pants and slipped into the bed next to Scully with only his boxers on. He kissed the back of her neck and she knew then that she wouldn't be getting any sleep anytime soon. She turned around into his arms and began to kiss him back. Her clothes were quickly discarded and they connected as they often did as a couple.

William was restless. He could feel something was wrong about this night. He could hear the voices in his head. It was their voices. They were coming. But not when they'd said. William sat right up in his bed and opened his eyes. He gasped as an 8 ft. tall Shadow Man approached him.

He could hear the beings thoughts in his head. He was transfixed in a trance as other shadow beings begun to descend down from the ship that had been hovering over their home for some time. Scully tossed and turned in her sleep and bolted upright. "Mulder, something's wrong!"

"What?"

"Go get William right now!"

"We're naked!"

"I don't care!" she yelled.

Mulder tossed on his boxers and threw open the door as she quickly put on her nightgown and robe and followed him. He opened Scully's office door to find a black shadow being standing above William.

"William," Mulder said. "Whatever he's telling you, you need to resist it."

Scully turned and could see movement through the windows of her office outside in the pitch black darkness. "MONICA, JOHN…GET UP!" she yelled.

The being looked agitated as it tried to concentrate on William.

"Resist it son," Mulder said, trying to look for something in Scully's office he could hit it with.

William sensing Mulder's need to protect him, reached out his small hand in front of him and the black shadow creature dissolved into a black puddle in front of them.

"What was that?" Scully questioned.

"They talked to me at night," William answered. "But this is different. This is it. They were telling me to come with them now. They have us surrounded."

Mulder raced to the window and he saw what looked like normal human beings. "Super Soldiers…"

"It's Not time," Monica said, dressed in her nightgown.

"Mulder, aren't in the last stages, aren't they supposed to start mass abductions? Turning them into Super Solders?"

"Yeah," Mulder said, grabbing Doggett's shoulder and leading him to his own office where he kept a few high powered weapons just in case. Scully, Monica and William followed behind them and Mulder handed them both guns. "We need to get dress. We need to get ready to leave."

Scully looked surprised. "Leave our home."

Mulder sighed. "It's not our home any more Scully."

For a brief second, a sadness crept into her eyes but she swallowed it down. "Let's get dressed and get some food and supplies. We have to get past all these Super Soldier. Any ideas?"

"I'll take care of them," William stated.

He was just a small boy, though he was nearly as tall as Scully. As much as she wanted to shield him from any danger she knew that this was what he would have to face and more in the upcoming years. In two years, the End time would arrive and their son would be either the Savior or the Annihilator of the World from the Aliens. She looked at Mulder to protest but knew it was no use and so she and Monica raced with guns in their hands to the kitchen to gather food and as much supplies as they could carry. They dressed quickly as Mulder and Doggett tried to come up with a plan of escape. Suddenly, the doors began to rattle as the Super Soldiers yanked out the doors from the hinges. Mulder and Doggett both began firing off their weapons as Scully and Monica protected William. But then the Super Soldiers began crowded in like a zombie movie William had once seen, breaking into the living room windows and he had enough then. He pushed past his mother and Monica, past his father and reached out and touched a Super Soldier turning them to solid stone.

Both Scully and Mulder glanced at each other and they all stood up and followed William through the door. "Come on, " the 10 yr. old cried out as he reached out his hand in each direction a Super Soldier came at them. Finally when they were near the car, he stopped and stomped on the ground and the remaining Super Soldier's fell over dead.

But then William grew quiet and his face became pale. Scully just as she had with Mulder, touched his face and hair and looked at Mulder. "Mulder, what's wrong with our son?"

"William?". Mulder said, as they rushed to toss the food and guns into the car.

William's blue eyes locked with Scully's then. "We need to hurry," William said. "They're angry."

Mulder picked up the boy and tossed him in the back seat with Monica and John. Scully sat in the passenger seat as Mulder in the car peeled off towards the gate. Just then they heard a loud sonic boom and their car flew up into the air crashing into the gate. They turned back to see the house on fire and Scully cupped her hand over her mouth in shock. The barn too where Doggett and Mulder had been working was on fire. A reddish bolt came down from the UFO and the house erupted again leveling it to the ground. Scully and Mulder stared at their home in their rear view mirrors. Scully wiped her tears and turned to Mulder, he reached out his hand to her and he grabbed it. He then floored it and took off heading for D.C.

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