Summary: Set in Season 7, following the events of Closure. M&S go back to D.C and decide to camp out at Mulder's apartment. One thing leads to another when Scully gets flashes of Mulder with Samantha in the field with the Walk Ins. Better than it sounds.
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Closure
It had been a rough week for Mulder. His mom was gone, and his sister was dead. Officially. The pain he felt reflected in everything he did, in every word he spoke, with every glace he aimed. It was the typical behavior for someone who had just lost their whole family, and didn't know at all why. At first he had assumed what had seemed obvious. That They, the Syndicate and/or other people that he hadn't had the pleasure of meeting, had killed her knowing that when he got back home she would have told him everything. But now that she was gone, he knew nothing. Only that his sister had been alive for six more years after she was taken, then when she ran away from that place she made it to a hospital where she was listed as a Jane Doe. From there, she ended up being taken. Again. No one else had had another encounter with a matching description of his sister, so she was presumed dead.
And that's exactly what Mulder concluded with after being led to her by a little boy. A starlight boy. 's son.
hadn't taken the truth about his son, that he was dead, very well. Mulder telling him resulted in Pillar walking away in a fit of anger that left him even more troubled than he already was. Neither Mulder nor Scully had heard from him since he'd stormed off into the night. There was nowhere for him to go, but they guessed that it'd be better for them to leave him be. They had contacted the local P.D to keep an eye out for him. Saying that he might be a little less than cooperative with anything they would want him to do.
All in all, it was a tough night.
Scully had insisted that they go home first thing in the morning, but she had gotten a call from Skinner on their way back to the hotel saying that he wanted to come to California himself to wrap things up and to sign some papers. She had gripped the wheel slightly harder with one hand as she put the phone away with the other. Out of anger, and for better hold of the wheel with one hand. All she wanted to do was get Mulder home and get herself home.
When Skinner at noon the next day they had gone straight to the hospital to where Samantha had been admitted and went through a dragging process of paper signing and meeting after meeting. Usually ending a case would have been as simple as a report, a signature or two, and a quick overview with their A.D. But this time there was a secret base involved, and a psychopath, whom they couldn't find, so they had to do times ten work.
They were able to be at the airport at 8:30 and on a plane headed to D.C by 9:05. Skinner had insisted that they head out before him since they had already been there for six days. Scully had, almost too eagerly, drove them to their hotel and packed her bags. Mulder had walked casually into his room without a word and began to pack himself. Not that there was much for him to pack. He hardly slept as it was, but this past visit he had hardly slept a total of twelve hours. He had done the math in his head. Approximately 11.08 hours of sleep total which would have resulted in 1.85 if you divided by 6 and rounded.
Even with lack of sleep he did problems. Although that one was eating pie compared to all the other ones he did in his head frequently. He was a smart guy.
On the plane, Scully noticed he didn't sleep. She would take half hour naps here and there. It was only about a two and a half hour flight, but she herself was tired, and wanted to sleep even though she had a slight fear of planes. Every time she would wake up she would look over to him and find him in the same position, and state, that she had last seen him in. She didn't bother him, though, or mention it. Just let him be, and let him gather up his thoughts before they landed. But another thing she had noticed, was that throughout the entire day, he had hardly spoken at all. Only did so if he was spoken to first, and hardly even a sentence then. He would pretty much only talk to her and Skinner, but mostly mumbled things like 'I'll be right back' or 'It's this way'. Never a full on conversation. For once, he hadn't made any snide or remotely funny comments about the people who ran the meetings. Just silent, and probably not paying much attention. He didn't even tap a pencil on the tables or shake his leg to make time go faster. It was a new side of Mulder that Scully and Skinner had never seen. Especially Skinner, since he'd known the agent longer than she had. But it was still a strange experience.
When they had landed it was around 11:20, and Scully had Mulder go and get her car from the parking lot while she gather their bags. He'd done so with a nod and a slight grin. She smiled inwardly herself, since that was the first time she'd seen him even remotely happy since the night before. Not to say that he was being completely moody or constantly in a depressed state of mind, because he wasn't. But he just wasn't exactly -Up-And-Do-Something-Right-Away like usual. All sarcastic and having more than his share of rather grown-up remarks. He was simply in one of his "Thinking States" as she called it. Where he sits and pretty much thinks all day long, without a single expression on his face except that of deep concentration, or a blank, faraway look.
When he pulled up to the curb he scanned the crowd of people. Scully saw him searching and made her way over to the car. His eyes landed on her and he briskly got out of the drivers side and unlocked the trunk. Mulder grabbed the bags one at a time and threw them in. Slamming the trunk he gave her the keys and she silently took them, as they drove towards home.
Next chapter should be up in a couple of days. Sorry it's not very good yet. . .Hopefully this will only be a chapter or two longer. Stay tuned please! First FanFic. Lemme know how I did on my first chapter?