Beyond the Sea

by made.of.bees

Post season seven. Mulder's gone, Scully gets sent to work with Temperence Brennan. Five years later, she meets up with Mulder again. X-Files/Bones crossover, but nothing important.

1. Prelude

Title: Beyond the Sea: Chapter One--Prelude

Pairing: Mulder/Scully, possibly Bones/someone later. Not sure yet.

Warnings: Nothing yet...Probably sex and gore (not at the same time ) later.

Word Count: 255

Rating: PG-13 for now, higher later.

Spoilers: Through season seven.

Disclaimer: The X-Files belong to Chris Carter. Bones belongs to...oh god, it's too late for this. Whoever it belongs to. Not me. Beyond the Sea belongs to Bobby Darin.

Author's Note: Post season seven. I got inspired by the new movie squee and started my own "Let's see what happens" story. It's a Bones crossover, but that's not the important part. You can ignore it. And yes, don't worry, Mulder will be in it soon enough :-P

Prelude

"Dana."

Scully tore her gaze away from the file on the desk and looked at Skinner. "Yes, sir?"

He sighed, a mix of sadness, anger and confusion all expressed in the one breath. "As I'm sure you've heard, the X-Files are officially closed. Again." He waited for some sign of understanding, but continued anyway when he didn't get one. "I fought for it, but with Agent Mulder gone…"

"It wouldn't be the same," Scully finished quietly. She turned away, suddenly blinking back tears. "I understand."

"No, it wouldn't be." Skinner paused. "Pending his return, you're going to be working at the Jeffersonian with a Dr. Temperance Brennan. Do you know the name?" Scully shook her head, still not looking at him. "She's a forensic anthropologist. She works mostly with bones, so you'll be there to assist on cases where the victims have more…" He trailed off uncomfortably, hoping Scully would fill in the blank. She didn't. "When the victims are more substantial," he finished. "You begin on Monday."

"Yes, sir." Scully stood up and left, closing the door softly behind her.

Skinner sighed again and put his head in his hands. Losing one agent was hard enough, but two? He hadn't been lying—he had fought tooth and nail to keep the X-Files alive. But no, the orders had come in, and that was that.

There was a buzzing, and then his secretary was saying something. He cut her off with a curt, "Hold everything." He wasn't surprised to hear a catch in his voice.