Irish Aunt Olive
by Trycee
Timeline: Season 7 before All Things
Disclaimer: All the characters and the X-Files belong to Chris Carter. Most of their biography belongs to Chris as well but I used a little creative license in creating the background of Katherine/Olive/William Scully and Maggie. This is written for fun not profit.
Dana Scully had been up very early in the morning trying to get ready for an unexpected visit. She dashed around trying to hide Mulder's clothes from within her spare bedroom from whenever he spent the night after an exhaustive marathon of deciphering autopsies and DNA findings and case histories, whenever he hadn't fallen asleep on her couch. She knew for sure she'd have to hide that from Bill just in case he or any of her family got the wrong idea. But Bill and his family weren't staying with her...her Aunt Olive was, whom she hadn't seen since she couldn't remember when.
Scully was nervous but Mulder had made her feel more anxious telling her that he would just pop in to meet Aunt Ollie. She had spent an entire hour on the phone trying to convince him not to come, which was no easy task. He told her that he absolutely wanted to meet her and that Scully women were his favorite women in the world, which made her blush. She was glad he couldn't see her blush. But she explained that her Aunt Olive was in fact a Conner and her married name was Flynn and that she was 88 yrs old and would be accompanied by Tara, 2 yr old Matthew and of course, her brother Bill. She noticed Mulder quickly made up an excuse of why he suddenly couldn't come and she thought to herself, That did it, hmm Mulder, just mention Bill. But really she wanted him to come but she wasn't sure herself about the situation after all Bill had given her less than a 12 hr notice that they were coming. He waited until he and the family were boarding the plane to call her saying that Aunt Ollie had insisted on staying not with their mom but with her. Scully was shocked especially since she had assumed that Aunt Olive was dead but no, she was still very much alive and had surprised Charles and Bill with a visit in California and now wanted to come visit with her.
Dana's memories of her were sketchy, it had been years since she'd even thought of her, after all she and Charles were the youngest but what she did remember were fond memories. She was her grandmother Katherine Conner Scully's twin sister, the Aunt of her father William Scully and her great Aunt. She and her grandmother Katherine had left Ireland after their brother Patrick Conner had saved up enough money to send his two 18 yr old sisters to America back in 1929. He had stayed in Ireland to care for their ailing mother and it was Patrick that Aunt Olive had returned to lived with in Belfast, Ireland when her husband and only son had died tragically in Maryland. Her twin sister, Katherine later passed on when Dana was seven years old. Dana knew the story, it had been told to her by both her late grandmother Katherine and Aunt Ollie, about their treacherous boat ride over to America, of a brother's sacrifice, and how they both had married Irish men. Katherine had fallen in love and married Wilson Scully, and Olive had married Richard Flynn and both had settled down on the Irish side of town in Annapolis, Maryland where Dana's dad was born. Annapolis was also where he met her mother, Margaret, also second generation Irish, where they had started their family until he was transferred to San Diego when Dana was 13. Aunt Olive would visit once a year from Ireland, bringing with her special treats and tales but by the time they were well into their teens, her visits had stopped and she had been regulated to the backs of everyone's mind. Scully couldn't remember at what age she last saw her aunt and trying to gleam information out of her mother had failed. She was just as baffled as the reason Aunt Olive at 88 had suddenly appeared or even how she had found Bill or Charles' addresses. But her visit with them had been pleasant and Bill had decided to escort her to D.C. bringing Tara and Matthew in tow.
Scully was nervous...she was waiting for a phone call from her mom from the airport letting her know she had picked them up and was on her way to her house but instead she heard a knock on the door. This better not be Mulder, she thought. She opened the door to find a big brother grinning, his arms wide open for a hug. "Dana!"
Excitedly she hugged her brother, it had been years since they'd seen each other. Not since her cancer and Emily's funeral and she hoped this would be a much more pleasant visit. She reached out her arms to a red headed Matthew who easily came to her. "That's your Aunt Dana," Tara said behind him.
Scully beamed, kissing his cheek. "He's absolutely gorgeous!" Tara and Scully hugged and she passed Matthew back to his mom.
"Where's mom and Aunt Ollie?", Scully asked, looking out into the hall.
"They told us to come up and get out of the way!", Bill chuckled. "These Scully women, I swear..."
Dana smirked and then shot a look over to her sister-n-law Tara and they both exploded with laughter. She could hear her mother's voice and the voice of an elderly woman coming up from the hall. She expected to see a frail woman gripping a walker, a cane or even a wheelchair but in stepped a small framed woman, three inches shorter than Scully with shoulder length hair, and wide rimmed eye glasses. Maggie was standing behind her, smiling. Aunt Olive walked right up to Scully and locked her into an embrace. "Dana!", she said, softly. "You're so beautiful!"
"Oh, Aunt O-l-l-ee", she recited like she did as a kid. "You look good!", she said surprised.
"Not as good as you!," the elderly woman's said in a soft voice, blue eyes sparkling. "I see quite a lot of my sister in you...in you all actually."
Scully made note of her accent, it was hybridized, a mixture of a Northern Ireland accent and Maryland. Scully towards her mother, "Hi, mom." Though they lived not far from each other, it was rare time to see her mother, and so they hugged tightly.
"Sit down, would anyone like something to eat or drink? Some tea perhaps?'
"Nawl," Bill begun. "Mom promised to make her famous pancakes when we get to her house."
"We won't be staying long," Maggie explained. "She insisted that we hurry up and leave..."
"Oh!", Dana said, making her way over to the couch. She was surprised when her aunt grasped her hand and lead her to the couch next to her. "Rest Dana!"
Scully smiled a wide smile and shot a quizzical look over to her mother and brother but Aunt Olive was staring at her, and rubbing her wrinkled hand over hers. "Its been too long since we've all been together."
"That's why I want you to bring her tomorrow morning for breakfast, Dana," her mother said in a serious tone. "That way we all can spend some time together. I really wished Charles and his family could come as well, but we'll make do with what we have...", she said quietly.
They all knew that what she meant was that since the lost of Scully's father and her sister Melissa, her mother referred to the remainder members of the family as 'making do with what you have'.
"Where's Mulder?", Bill asked turning his attention to his sister.
"At work," she said, raising an eyebrow and looking confused. "Why?"
"I don't know, I half expected him to be here," he answered. Maggie shook her head in his direction and he shut up.
"I took the day off, Bill. I told Mulder and my A.D that I wouldn't be in today...they both understood."
"I like Mulder," Tara smiled. "Maybe he could come by tomorrow?"
Scully got quiet as her family all stared at her. "Maybe...I don't know. I'll have to ask him."
Bill huffed but everyone ignored him, he then turned his attention to his two year old son Matthew trying to prevent him from sticking Dana's potpourri in his mouth. To Scully, her Aunt Olive looked like a little doll, her feet dangled off the edge of the couch, unable to reach the floor. She was dressed in a very loud and very red jumpsuit and apparently only wore her glasses for reading since Scully noticed she had put them away.
"I see so much of Katherine in you," she repeated herself.
"I think she looks like mom!", Bill interjected.
"She's mine...:, Maggie grinned. "As are you..."
"She does indeed, but I still see a bit of Katherine in her...wise choice in naming her."
Maggie nodded. Scully turned her attention back to her aunt. "What brings you here Aunt Ollie?"
"We'll talk later," she said in a hushed tone. "I've insisted on spending the night with you and in the morning, you'll take me to your mothers, right?"
"Of course..."
"Okay," Olive spoke loudly. "Now you all can go and leave me here alone with Dana!"
Bill stood up gripping Matthew in his arms. He looked over to Tara. "See what I'm saying!" She laughed and followed Bill to the door. "Good seeing you Dana! We'll catch up tomorrow morning."
"Sure thing Bill...glad to see you too Tara and Matthew..."
"You need anything, call me," her mother said, following behind them down the hall.
Olive waited until the door was shut and then she turned to Scully. "Tell me more about yourself."
Scully shifted towards her, spreading out a little on the couch. "Well, I'm a doctor and I'm also an FBI agent."
"Oh my!", Olive gasped. "So busy..."
Scully nodded her head, thinking about her life. "Yeah...Yeah I guess I am."
"Who is this Mulder fellow Bill told me about on the plane?"
Scully frowned. She could just imagine what Bill would say about Mulder. "He's my partner."
"Your boyfriend?"
Scully blushed. "No, he's my..." She stopped mid sentence. She then stood abruptly and headed towards the kitchen. She had no ideal what to feed her aunt, let alone what to do with her for an entire day. 'Would you like something? Hot tea or coffee, Aunt Ollie?"
"We're gonna cook, you and I," she said, maneuvering herself until her feet hit the floor, following Scully into the kitchen. "And I want you to invite your boyfriend over. I think I should meet him!"
Oh God!, Scully thought. She could imagine the 88 yr old woman sprawled out, asleep in her plate as Mulder explained to her the crash of Roswell or time travel or whatever he might pop up and say. She believed only she could listen to Mulder's droning endless for hours on end without losing focus, he always fascinated her though her mind would wander...thinking mainly about the electricity his fingers had generated within her when he touched her even in passing. They had been told on numerous occasions that they're excessive droning...he on his 'endless theories' and she on her 'syndromes' were made for each other for that reason alone! She chuckled at the thought especially since she knew it was true, deep down...but she truly believed that Aunt Olive's attention at almost 90 yrs old age could not hold onto that much...though having Mulder there would be exciting for her. She loved to see him outside of work...though she loved to see him at work...she loved just to see him...
"Hmm!", Olive said, bringing Scully back to reality.
Olive opened up Scully's refrigerator and cabinets, shaking her head. "This will not do!"
"We'll what would you like to cook, Aunt Ollie?"
"You remember you kids favorite food from me?"
Scully could remember the excitement they all had as kids when Aunt Olive would visit. She'd tell them stories about banshees, fairies and other magical creatures until they were too old to care any more. "Sorry, Aunt Ollie but that was quite a few years ago..."
"Seems like yesterday to me...It was my fruit crumbles!", she smiled. "This will not do! We need to make a proper meal! You'll take me to the store?"
"Of course," Scully answered, a little stunned. Her fridge was packed full of healthy foods, she'd rushed out late at night after Bill's phone call to stock it full. "Anything in particular?"
"Irish ingredients for an Irish meal...gotta feed that boyfriend of yours..."
Scully looked bewildered. "Aunt Ollie, he's my partner. My FBI partner."
"What?", the elderly woman asked, placing a hand near her ear with sudden deafness.
"Partner!", Scully spoke louder.
"What?"
"Never mind," she whispered, grabbing up her purse.
"Well good, let's go!"
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