Title: Long Lost
Author: Emily O'Donnell
Rating: PG
Summary: "Mulder, if you could go back
and do it all over again, make those
three wishes again, what would you wish
for?"
Spoilers: Je Souhaite, teeny reference to
Hollywood AD
Timeline: Post Je Souhaite
Archive: As always, yes to Legacy ( aha!
Got ya before you even asked, Smurfie! )
Anyone else want to archive it? Go right
ahead, just tell me first please? I like
to visit on weekends and holidays
Disclaimer: ::Does disclaimer dance:: Not
mine, not mine! They belong to Chris
Carter and 1013 and a bunch of other
people! So don't sue me, do do do . . .
Author's Note: Okay, okay, I am aware
that I am in the middle of A Snatch Of
Tiger Lilies, but while I was in the
middle of the seventh chapter I started
thinking about genies and wishes. . . and
Je Souhaite. . . so you know what the
natural outcome was: YUP! Post Episode
Fanfic! dun dun dun. . . You have been
warned. . .
*******
Long Lost
*******
"Are you lost?
Do you find life turning out
Not quite the way you planned?
Come around, stay awhile
that's okay, that's all right
Couldn't get to sleep, so talk about it.
Let's talk about it right now.
Here it comes on my head again.
I guess I'm born to be the long lost
friend. . ."
~Better Than Ezra, Long Lost
*******
"Mulder," Scully leaned back against
the old leather couch, breathing in the
musty smells as the credits for
Caddyshack scrolled down the screen in
front of her. She set her beer bottle
down on the table in front of her and
kicked her feet up, nearly upsetting the
half eaten bowl of popcorn. She turned to
face her partner, leaning her head gently
on his shoulder.
"Mulder," she chuckled softly and
shook her head. "Caddyshack, Mulder?
Honestly."
Her partner set his own bottle
heavily down on the table and turned to
flash her a warm grin, "Ah, it wasn't
that bad, Scully. Admit it, you liked
it."
Scully chuckled softly and rolled her
eyes at him with a small smirk playing
across her lips. She leaned her head back
on the soft leather of the couch and
sighed thoughtfully. "You know if I had
one wish, it would be for you to get some
taste in movies."
Mulder snorted indignantly, "I have
good taste in movies!" Scully smirked
again and raised her eyebrows at him.
"I have five words for you Mulder,"
she said with a grin. "Plan Nine From
Outer Space."
"I like that movie!" Mulder protested,
throwing a handful of popcorn in her
direction. Scully let out something that
sounded remarkably like a giggle and
shook her head again.
Mulder smiled at the sound of his
partner's laughter and turned his
attention back to the television screen,
just in time to see the last of the
credits finish scrolling and the picture
fade to black.
Scully observed her partner for a long
moment, observing as the soft glow of the
television screen flickered on his
features as the black switched to blue
and the t.v. switched off. He turned his
gaze back to her, meeting her blue eyes
with his clear hazel ones. Scully tilted
her head slightly and raised one eyebrow
thoughtfully.
"So, Mulder. You never told me what
you used that last wish for."
Mulder shook his head and tossed her
another bottle of beer which Scully
caught easily in one hand. "It's not
important."
"No," Scully tossed her bottle cap to
one side and pulled her legs up so she
was sitting indian style, facing him.
"Tell me."
Mulder took a sip of his beer,
grimacing as he swallowed. He studied his
partner's elegant features for a long
moment as she took a swill of her own
drink and considered.
"I set her free."
Scully choked on her drink and
swallowed hard, bringing her gaze down to
meet his once more. "You did what?" She
coughed, raising her eyebrows.
Mulder shrugged and set his beer on
the table beside him. "I figured that if
I couldn't do anything to help the world,
I could at least help her. So I set her
free."
Scully narrowed her eyes at him and
shook her head. "Only you, Mulder."
"What?" He asked, raising one eyebrow
at her. "'Only I' what?"
Scully smiled gently, a wistful look
in her eyes. "Only you would do something
like that." At his skeptical look she
shook her head and gestured towards him
with her bottle. "I'm serious, you're the
most selfless man I know. Anybody else
would have gone for money or power, but
you: you put everyone above yourself."
Mulder frowned slightly and bit his
lip. "I'm sure that's not true." He
nodded towards her slightly, "what would
you have wished for?"
Scully cocked her head to one side
and narrowed her eyes in thought. After a
long moment she answered him softly.
"First," she raised her eyes almost shyly
to meet his gaze. "I would take away all
your pain."
Mulder lowered his eyes,
"Scully. . ."
"I would bring your sister back, do
anything I could, as long as you didn't
carry around that haunted look in your
eyes." She reached out and tilted his
face up, forcing him to meet her eyes.
"Yeah, that's the one," she whispered.
Mulder shut his eyes briefly against
her prying gaze. "What else?" Scully
shrugged and leaned back again, she swung
her legs out from under her to rest them
lightly on his calves. She took another
sip of her beer and let out a pensive
breath.
"I don't know." She shrugged her
slender shoulders slightly and shook her
head. "I guess," her eyes darkened
slightly. "I guess I would ask for my
fertility back," Mulder swallowed hard,
he knew dark topics like these would pop
up sooner or later.
She chuckled, "Though fertility may
not be much good if I have no love life,
so maybe I should ask for that as my
third wish." She shrugged again and took
a sip of her drink.
Mulder narrowed his eyes thoughtfully
at her words, he glanced down at her bare
feet stretched out beside him, he trailed
his index finger lightly up the arch in
her heel. Scully leveled her gaze on him,
he could see the gooseflesh raising on
her arms, but she didn't pull away.
"What about you, Mulder? If you could
go back and do it all over again, make
those three wishes again, what would you
wish for?"
Mulder traced her ankle lightly,
keeping his eyes trained on the smooth
flesh of her leg rather than her
inquisitive gaze. He stopped and thought
for a long moment, before chuckling
softly.
"It's funny, I would wish for the
same things." He sighed and looked up at
her tentatively. "I would wish to know
what really happened to my sister. And I
would wish that you didn't have to have
so much pain." He trailed his fingers up
her leg to grasp her hand gently.
Scully bit her lip and squeezed his hand.
"I told you, Mulder. I am relatively
happy."
He shook his head, "That's not good
enough."
She sighed and set her bottle down
heavily on the table beside the two of
them. "All right," she murmured. "What
would be your last wish?"
Mulder sighed heavily, "There is one
thing I wish I could do, one thing that I
wish I was able to do, without having to
worry about the repercussions or the
dangers."
Scully's eyes softened and she leaned
forward slightly. "What's that?"
His eyes darkened to a verdant green
suddenly and Scully's breath caught in
her throat. He leaned forward until their
noses were barely touching. He reached
forward and slid his slender fingers into
her crimson hair that floated softly
around her face. He rubbed her nose
gently with his own, gazing into her eyes
intently.
"This," he whispered, before shutting
his eyes and bringing his lips down to
meet her own. She seemed hesitant at
first, surprised, but she leaned into him
slightly to wrap her arms around his neck
and pull him closer to her. The kiss was
tender and gentle, full of love and
passion, the way first kisses always
should be.
There was a breathless moment as they
pulled apart. They looked at each other
for a long moment, before sharing a
smile. "Well," Mulder whispered in her
ear. "That's one wish granted." Scully
leaned her head heavily against her
partner's shoulder and smiled gently to
herself.
"You know," she murmured. "When one
wish is granted, you can find it's only a
matter of time until the rest are granted
as well."
Mulder chuckled, a low susurration
that vibrated against her small form.
"Well if we're granting wishes, there are
a few others you could grant for me,
Scully."
She smirked gently at him and raised
her head, "I don't doubt that."
Mulder kissed her lightly on the tip
of her nose and whispered softly. "I love
you."
A silence fell over the two of them,
a hush that clung to them in the night.
"I thought you said no repercussions."
Scully said, it was more of a statement
than a question.
Mulder shook his head, "I don't care
now, I don't care what happens tomorrow,
all that matters right now is that I love
you."
Scully grinned and pulled away
slightly, dropping another kiss onto his
cheek. "I love you too, I thought you
knew that."
Mulder's eyes followed her as she
stood, stretching cat like and slipping
her bare feet into her shoes. "No. . . I
didn't." He confessed quietly.
Scully turned to regard him with
surprise. "You didn't?" She asked,
genuinely surprised. Mulder shook his
head and Scully shrugged.
"Well, I do," she said, dropping her
gaze to the floor again, allowing her
hair to fall across her face in a
vermilion curtain. Mulder stood and
pushed her hair gently behind her ear,
she raised her eyes up prudently to meet
his and smiled slightly.
"Don't forget it either." She planted
another lingering kiss on his lips before
turning and heading for the door.
Mulder watched her stride down his
hall in bewilderment. "Where are you
going?" He called after her.
Scully turned to glance at him with a
grin, "Tomorrow night, Mulder, you bring
the buttered popcorn and I'll bring Steel
Magnolias." She could hear him groan just
audibly and she smiled in satisfaction.
Mulder watched his partner's back retreat
from his apartment for a long time after
she was gone. He stood for a moment,
before allowing a huge grin to split his
face.
Maybe wishes did come true after all.
*******
end
*******
"Are you cold? Is there no place better,
safer, friendlier than this?
Call me up, I'm alone.
That's okay, That's all right
Rather it be me than go without it.
So don't think about it right now.
Here it comes on my haead again
I guess I'm born to be the long lost
friend."
~Better Than Ezra, Long Lost
*******
ahh, okay, I know that was some post
episode fluff, but while in the midst of
a huge fic with all angst and no fluff I
needed something like this to keep me
from getting too depressed.
Author: Emily O'Donnell
Rating: PG
Summary: "Mulder, if you could go back
and do it all over again, make those
three wishes again, what would you wish
for?"
Spoilers: Je Souhaite, teeny reference to
Hollywood AD
Timeline: Post Je Souhaite
Archive: As always, yes to Legacy ( aha!
Got ya before you even asked, Smurfie! )
Anyone else want to archive it? Go right
ahead, just tell me first please? I like
to visit on weekends and holidays
Disclaimer: ::Does disclaimer dance:: Not
mine, not mine! They belong to Chris
Carter and 1013 and a bunch of other
people! So don't sue me, do do do . . .
Author's Note: Okay, okay, I am aware
that I am in the middle of A Snatch Of
Tiger Lilies, but while I was in the
middle of the seventh chapter I started
thinking about genies and wishes. . . and
Je Souhaite. . . so you know what the
natural outcome was: YUP! Post Episode
Fanfic! dun dun dun. . . You have been
warned. . .
*******
Long Lost
*******
"Are you lost?
Do you find life turning out
Not quite the way you planned?
Come around, stay awhile
that's okay, that's all right
Couldn't get to sleep, so talk about it.
Let's talk about it right now.
Here it comes on my head again.
I guess I'm born to be the long lost
friend. . ."
~Better Than Ezra, Long Lost
*******
"Mulder," Scully leaned back against
the old leather couch, breathing in the
musty smells as the credits for
Caddyshack scrolled down the screen in
front of her. She set her beer bottle
down on the table in front of her and
kicked her feet up, nearly upsetting the
half eaten bowl of popcorn. She turned to
face her partner, leaning her head gently
on his shoulder.
"Mulder," she chuckled softly and
shook her head. "Caddyshack, Mulder?
Honestly."
Her partner set his own bottle
heavily down on the table and turned to
flash her a warm grin, "Ah, it wasn't
that bad, Scully. Admit it, you liked
it."
Scully chuckled softly and rolled her
eyes at him with a small smirk playing
across her lips. She leaned her head back
on the soft leather of the couch and
sighed thoughtfully. "You know if I had
one wish, it would be for you to get some
taste in movies."
Mulder snorted indignantly, "I have
good taste in movies!" Scully smirked
again and raised her eyebrows at him.
"I have five words for you Mulder,"
she said with a grin. "Plan Nine From
Outer Space."
"I like that movie!" Mulder protested,
throwing a handful of popcorn in her
direction. Scully let out something that
sounded remarkably like a giggle and
shook her head again.
Mulder smiled at the sound of his
partner's laughter and turned his
attention back to the television screen,
just in time to see the last of the
credits finish scrolling and the picture
fade to black.
Scully observed her partner for a long
moment, observing as the soft glow of the
television screen flickered on his
features as the black switched to blue
and the t.v. switched off. He turned his
gaze back to her, meeting her blue eyes
with his clear hazel ones. Scully tilted
her head slightly and raised one eyebrow
thoughtfully.
"So, Mulder. You never told me what
you used that last wish for."
Mulder shook his head and tossed her
another bottle of beer which Scully
caught easily in one hand. "It's not
important."
"No," Scully tossed her bottle cap to
one side and pulled her legs up so she
was sitting indian style, facing him.
"Tell me."
Mulder took a sip of his beer,
grimacing as he swallowed. He studied his
partner's elegant features for a long
moment as she took a swill of her own
drink and considered.
"I set her free."
Scully choked on her drink and
swallowed hard, bringing her gaze down to
meet his once more. "You did what?" She
coughed, raising her eyebrows.
Mulder shrugged and set his beer on
the table beside him. "I figured that if
I couldn't do anything to help the world,
I could at least help her. So I set her
free."
Scully narrowed her eyes at him and
shook her head. "Only you, Mulder."
"What?" He asked, raising one eyebrow
at her. "'Only I' what?"
Scully smiled gently, a wistful look
in her eyes. "Only you would do something
like that." At his skeptical look she
shook her head and gestured towards him
with her bottle. "I'm serious, you're the
most selfless man I know. Anybody else
would have gone for money or power, but
you: you put everyone above yourself."
Mulder frowned slightly and bit his
lip. "I'm sure that's not true." He
nodded towards her slightly, "what would
you have wished for?"
Scully cocked her head to one side
and narrowed her eyes in thought. After a
long moment she answered him softly.
"First," she raised her eyes almost shyly
to meet his gaze. "I would take away all
your pain."
Mulder lowered his eyes,
"Scully. . ."
"I would bring your sister back, do
anything I could, as long as you didn't
carry around that haunted look in your
eyes." She reached out and tilted his
face up, forcing him to meet her eyes.
"Yeah, that's the one," she whispered.
Mulder shut his eyes briefly against
her prying gaze. "What else?" Scully
shrugged and leaned back again, she swung
her legs out from under her to rest them
lightly on his calves. She took another
sip of her beer and let out a pensive
breath.
"I don't know." She shrugged her
slender shoulders slightly and shook her
head. "I guess," her eyes darkened
slightly. "I guess I would ask for my
fertility back," Mulder swallowed hard,
he knew dark topics like these would pop
up sooner or later.
She chuckled, "Though fertility may
not be much good if I have no love life,
so maybe I should ask for that as my
third wish." She shrugged again and took
a sip of her drink.
Mulder narrowed his eyes thoughtfully
at her words, he glanced down at her bare
feet stretched out beside him, he trailed
his index finger lightly up the arch in
her heel. Scully leveled her gaze on him,
he could see the gooseflesh raising on
her arms, but she didn't pull away.
"What about you, Mulder? If you could
go back and do it all over again, make
those three wishes again, what would you
wish for?"
Mulder traced her ankle lightly,
keeping his eyes trained on the smooth
flesh of her leg rather than her
inquisitive gaze. He stopped and thought
for a long moment, before chuckling
softly.
"It's funny, I would wish for the
same things." He sighed and looked up at
her tentatively. "I would wish to know
what really happened to my sister. And I
would wish that you didn't have to have
so much pain." He trailed his fingers up
her leg to grasp her hand gently.
Scully bit her lip and squeezed his hand.
"I told you, Mulder. I am relatively
happy."
He shook his head, "That's not good
enough."
She sighed and set her bottle down
heavily on the table beside the two of
them. "All right," she murmured. "What
would be your last wish?"
Mulder sighed heavily, "There is one
thing I wish I could do, one thing that I
wish I was able to do, without having to
worry about the repercussions or the
dangers."
Scully's eyes softened and she leaned
forward slightly. "What's that?"
His eyes darkened to a verdant green
suddenly and Scully's breath caught in
her throat. He leaned forward until their
noses were barely touching. He reached
forward and slid his slender fingers into
her crimson hair that floated softly
around her face. He rubbed her nose
gently with his own, gazing into her eyes
intently.
"This," he whispered, before shutting
his eyes and bringing his lips down to
meet her own. She seemed hesitant at
first, surprised, but she leaned into him
slightly to wrap her arms around his neck
and pull him closer to her. The kiss was
tender and gentle, full of love and
passion, the way first kisses always
should be.
There was a breathless moment as they
pulled apart. They looked at each other
for a long moment, before sharing a
smile. "Well," Mulder whispered in her
ear. "That's one wish granted." Scully
leaned her head heavily against her
partner's shoulder and smiled gently to
herself.
"You know," she murmured. "When one
wish is granted, you can find it's only a
matter of time until the rest are granted
as well."
Mulder chuckled, a low susurration
that vibrated against her small form.
"Well if we're granting wishes, there are
a few others you could grant for me,
Scully."
She smirked gently at him and raised
her head, "I don't doubt that."
Mulder kissed her lightly on the tip
of her nose and whispered softly. "I love
you."
A silence fell over the two of them,
a hush that clung to them in the night.
"I thought you said no repercussions."
Scully said, it was more of a statement
than a question.
Mulder shook his head, "I don't care
now, I don't care what happens tomorrow,
all that matters right now is that I love
you."
Scully grinned and pulled away
slightly, dropping another kiss onto his
cheek. "I love you too, I thought you
knew that."
Mulder's eyes followed her as she
stood, stretching cat like and slipping
her bare feet into her shoes. "No. . . I
didn't." He confessed quietly.
Scully turned to regard him with
surprise. "You didn't?" She asked,
genuinely surprised. Mulder shook his
head and Scully shrugged.
"Well, I do," she said, dropping her
gaze to the floor again, allowing her
hair to fall across her face in a
vermilion curtain. Mulder stood and
pushed her hair gently behind her ear,
she raised her eyes up prudently to meet
his and smiled slightly.
"Don't forget it either." She planted
another lingering kiss on his lips before
turning and heading for the door.
Mulder watched her stride down his
hall in bewilderment. "Where are you
going?" He called after her.
Scully turned to glance at him with a
grin, "Tomorrow night, Mulder, you bring
the buttered popcorn and I'll bring Steel
Magnolias." She could hear him groan just
audibly and she smiled in satisfaction.
Mulder watched his partner's back retreat
from his apartment for a long time after
she was gone. He stood for a moment,
before allowing a huge grin to split his
face.
Maybe wishes did come true after all.
*******
end
*******
"Are you cold? Is there no place better,
safer, friendlier than this?
Call me up, I'm alone.
That's okay, That's all right
Rather it be me than go without it.
So don't think about it right now.
Here it comes on my haead again
I guess I'm born to be the long lost
friend."
~Better Than Ezra, Long Lost
*******
ahh, okay, I know that was some post
episode fluff, but while in the midst of
a huge fic with all angst and no fluff I
needed something like this to keep me
from getting too depressed.