Title: Revelations
Author: M & S Shipper
Rating: M
Spoilers: Nothing recent.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, never claimed to. They remain the property of Chris carter, 1013 and fox.
Summary: Scully questions her goals in life and what she is really striving for, but is she too late….
CHAPTER 1
'Are success and loneliness always such close bedfellows?'
I was having a silent discussion with myself in the shower as the water rolled over my head and shoulders, streaming down my body in random directions. Absentmindedly I conditioned my hair for a second time, lost in the internal dialogue and recounting recent events…and I was losing this argument.
In the past 8 months the X-files had become a very successful division of the FBI, with a record number of case closures and successful prosecutions. Mostly due to the fact most had not been supernatural cases. Each had an earthbound felon who could be charged, convicted and held in a prison.
I should be happy, to be recognised by my peers – that was new. Further allocation of funds to our divisional budget, fabulous, we needed it desperately. And most recently promotion…the unspoken words hung in the air like an accusation.
This was everything I had ever wanted and more, my father would be proud. Anyone would be, but it was his approval I had always sought and never attained. Again that niggling thought though, someone would not be so proud.
Shaking this off physically, I stepped out of the shower and proceeded to pat myself off. With the towel tucked up under my armpits I padded out into the hall to grab a second towel for my hair. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a movement in the shadows. Without my glasses to confirm this thought, I stopped and squinted to try and make out the cause. A minute passed, I exhaled …nothing there.
Back in the bathroom, I went through my regular morning routine, perhaps lingering a little more than usual putting off the inevitable. As much as I had done though, the reflection looking back at me was not a picture of happiness. The smudges under my eyes would not be covered, the fine lines across my forehead seemed a little more pronounced today, my face was taking the brunt of my stress.
Life was finally giving me what I had sought for so long, so why wasn't I happy. I dwelled on that for a minute, then retraced my thinking…'Sought' interesting choice of words.
Removing the plastic dry cleaning bag from my suit, I pulled the a crisp white shirt up my arms and began to button it at the front. The jacket then went over the top, finishing off the picture I'd be presenting at work today. With no time for breakfast I grabbed my laptop and headed straight for the door.
Thats it for chapter 1, the next one will be from Mulders point of view. This is my first fan fic in a while...be kind...I hope you like it.