Title: The Very First Meeting
Authoress: DragonSlayer6
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own "The X-Files", Gillian Anderson, David Duchovny, Tenthirteen, or anything else pertaining to "The X-Files" or it's companies.
Spoilers: There really isn't an episode spoiler, just a kind of season spoiler. All of the characters that we know and love look like they did in the sixth season. Oh, and I've included Scully's dad and sister. There is some mentioning to Mulder's family as well. Samantha, is still dead, but not by an alien abduction, in fact, there is no aliens or conspiracy against Mulder in this fic.
Summary: A/U What if Mulder and Scully met in a previous life, but a tragic happening was what sealed their fate to be reborn as they same person? Well, all I can say is this, no where in this fic are you going to hear them calling each other "Mulder" and "Scully." Hang on, because we're about to go 98 years into the past!
A/N- Well, to be honest with you, this fic is going to be very challenging for me. So if like, I don't update it soon or anything, blame it on no ideas, a play in my third period drama class, and the final exams that are coming up shortly, before we have our Thanksgiving break! For all of you that take time to register things, like me, pay VERY close attention to the bold and underlined things. They are VERY important to the condition of this fic in the upcoming weeks, but however, I will be back during the Thanksgiving break to catch up on some old fics that I never finished, so keep in contact. I give credit of this idea to everyone who worked on and was or was not in "The House of Mirth", starring, Gillian Anderson and Eric Stotz.
The Very First Meeting
Chapter One: Please Meet Me
Galway, Ireland Dock
9:12 AM Monday, October, 17th, 1905
Captain William Scully, aboard his ship, the Starbuck, drank his mint flavored tea and stood silently at the end of the forecastle deck. 'The sea looks so tranquil and beautiful today.' he thought, but his thoughts were interrupted when crew member Fox Mulder reported to him. "Captain Scully, I have finished putting your daughter's belongings in her room, although, I don't know who this luggage belongs to, let alone which room it goes to, it wasn't anywhere on the memo that Kersh gave me." Fox in formed. "Hmm.. That's odd, I told him exactly what to write on the memo. Oh well, I know what room she's staying in. It's room 3 on, A deck." Captain Scully related. "Thank you, sir." Fox lightly dropped Captain Scully's daughter's things, stood up straight and saluted his commanding officer.
Meanwhile, Captain Scully's family butler was driving his wife Margret, his sons, Bill Jr. and Charles, and his two daughters, Melissa and Dana, in Captain Scully's 1902 Phaeton. "Today will be the first time that the Starbuck set sail to America, isn't it Mother?" Dana inquired. "Yes, I believe so, Dana." Margret answered. "So, Dana, how does Father's boat look? Is it as beautiful and fantastic as the Galway Gazette says it is?" Melissa questioned. "Oh, yes. When I first saw it seven years ago, it was a sight to see indeed." Dana assured her. "Oh, come on now, Dana," Pesky, young Charles said, "You couldn't tell a new car from a train." "Why you-" Dana was cut off when her mother interrupted in her sharp tone. "Behave you two!" Margret settled down after the almost heated argument, but Dana and Charles continued to shoot nasty glares at each other. Dana became uninterested in these childlike games and turned to her sister, yet again, for someone to talk to. "So, I heard that your beau took you to the party last night at the Anderson's. How was it?" Dana asked excitedly. "Well, it was the same boring people with the same boring gossip about Natalie Flemming and her new beau Jack Prescott..." Melissa droned on about an argument between Jack and Natalie's father, Andrew Flemming. "Not that again. I thought that was all cleared up?" Bill Jr. complained. "Apparently not, the rumors say that Jack tried to elope with Natalie two days ago and that Mr. Flemming caught them in the act. And that dreadful woman Natalie, she was in her petticoat only!" Melissa continued. "What? That was unheard of when I was your age!" Margret engaged in the conversation. "Well, at least when we get to America there will be new people, new parties, and new gossip to talk endlessly about." Dana mused. They all laughed at Dana's comment. "Mrs. Scully," the butler called from the front seat, "we're about there." "All right, thank you Timothy." Margret replied. "Your mighty welcomed." Timothy answered. Timothy was from the southern United States and carried his southern accent into Ireland with him and it had never gone away. "What is America like, Timothy?" Dana inquired imploringly. "In America, everything is well developed and most of the money there is well invested. Like your father's money is. The fact is, if I hadn't have taught your father how to invest his money like we Americans do, he probably wouldn't be sailing the Starbuck to America right now. And you and your sister wouldn't be going to America to get better education. Black folk are very discriminated against. Now that I go back on my younger years, I realize how wrong it is to treat a man like that, just because they have a different color skin than we do." Stated Timothy as he reflected on the years that had gone by since his departure from America. "Aside from the discrimination, it sounds like a wonderful place to live. I remember Father once telling me that my Aunt Melanie lives there, is that true, Mother?" Dana asked. "Yes, Dana. I believe so." Margret replied. "Ah, we're here." Timothy announced as they had made it to the place where the Starbuck was docked. "Woah, Dana, you were right. It is beautiful!" Charles exclaimed. "I only wished that I was going with you and Melissa." Dana, Melissa, Bill Jr., Charles, Timothy, and Margret stared at the great ship with delight.
Captain Scully was about to go to the Captain's Quarters, when he saw his not-so-old 1902 Phaeton. "Ahoy, down there, me maties!" Captain Scully playfully welcomed his family. "Daddy!" Dana cried joyfully as she hitched up her white laced, Victorian styled dress to get out of her Father's vehicle and ran towards him. "You look very happy to see me Dana Katherine," he smiled, "are you excited about this voyage across one of the seven seas to a whole new country with new adventures?" "Father, you have read me like a book!" She said as she grabbed his arm and they talked and laughed along the way back up to the ship. "Dana, dear, do you want me to get your luggage?" Timothy asked politely. "I've got it pal, don't worry." Said an unfamiliar voice. Dana spun around to see a man with short brown hair, piercing, sharp green eyes, and a gangly profile. He was about 5'9" and was very muscular. His hands were callused from the work he did upon the Starbuck and his skin was slightly tanned from last summer's sun. Dana was surprised to see such a handsome looking man upon a ship. She had read in a lot of books about maiden voyages and pirates in search of treasure and they had always described the crew members with words such as sloppy, lazy, and filthy. "And who might this be, Captain Scully?" The man said as he tipped his hat to her and kissed her hand. "Fox, this is my lovely daughter, Dana Katherine. And Dana, this is my one of my crew members, Fox Mulder." Captain Scully replied. "How do you do, Mr. Mulder." Dana said as she curtsied. "Fine Miss Scully, nice to meet you." Fox stated. "The pleasure's all mine." Dana assured. Kersh came down to help Fox carry the luggage aboard the Starbuck. "Hurry mon, we don't have a lot of time." He said with his Jamaican accent. "Please excused me Miss Scully." Fox implored ending his flirtatious streak. Dana politely nodded and started up onto the Main deck to wait for Melissa to come aboard. "We'll miss you all!" Dana shouted to her mother and brothers on the dock. "Please write back to us!" Margret shouted as tears fell down her rosy cheeks. "We will mother!" Melissa shouted. After they had said, or really "shouted" their farewells to the rest of their family on the dock they began to look for their rooms on, A deck. "Here, let me give you a hand ladies." Fox offered. "Thank you, Fox." Dana commented. Melissa was very much surprised that her sister had used the first name of a man that they didn't even know. She was definitely contemplating whether she should talk to her sister about this and was utterly shocked when Fox had answered back. "It was nothing, Dana." Fox replied. Fox carried Dana and Melissa's luggage into each of their rooms and accidentally, when Fox was handling Dana's luggage, the trunk he was carrying in slipped out of his hands and all of clothing fell out onto the floor. "I'm so terribly sorry, Miss Scully. It won't happen again." Fox apologized. "Oh, it's quite all right-" Dana was cut off when she saw Melissa spying on her. "Dana Katherine? What makes you think that it is all right for Mr. Mulder to see your undergarments? What would father say? I am very ashamed." Melissa exclaimed. The hotheaded, older sister furiously walked away and Dana knew that she was thinking about telling her father about her misconduct. "Please meet me on the forecastle deck later tonight, Dana?" Fox asked her. "I...I don't know. What about my sister? She's going to want to see me later tonight." Dana informed. "Then tell her after dinner that you are very exhausted and that you will be going to sleep early. Wait until your sister is sound asleep and come meet me. I'm always up there at night." Fox then very carefully said, "I'll be here if you need me." And then left Dana to unpack her belongings. Dana began unpacking and soon afterwards got ready for dinner. She decided that she was going to wear a beautiful baby blue dress with a bodice that had frilly, white lace. She wore a pearl necklace and teardrop, pearl earrings to match.
A/N- So? Tell me it's not horribly bad. I'm going to be very sensitive about this fic. As I said at the beginning, this is going to be a very challenging fic to write. And I couldn't have written this chapter if I hadn't researched what the forecastle deck was, what kind of cars they had in the early 1900's, what the Main deck was, and where Galway, Ireland was located. Brownie points to anyone who has ever been or lived in Galway!
Disclaimer: I don't own "The X-Files", Gillian Anderson, David Duchovny, Tenthirteen, or anything else pertaining to "The X-Files" or it's companies.
Spoilers: There really isn't an episode spoiler, just a kind of season spoiler. All of the characters that we know and love look like they did in the sixth season. Oh, and I've included Scully's dad and sister. There is some mentioning to Mulder's family as well. Samantha, is still dead, but not by an alien abduction, in fact, there is no aliens or conspiracy against Mulder in this fic.
Summary: A/U What if Mulder and Scully met in a previous life, but a tragic happening was what sealed their fate to be reborn as they same person? Well, all I can say is this, no where in this fic are you going to hear them calling each other "Mulder" and "Scully." Hang on, because we're about to go 98 years into the past!
A/N- Well, to be honest with you, this fic is going to be very challenging for me. So if like, I don't update it soon or anything, blame it on no ideas, a play in my third period drama class, and the final exams that are coming up shortly, before we have our Thanksgiving break! For all of you that take time to register things, like me, pay VERY close attention to the bold and underlined things. They are VERY important to the condition of this fic in the upcoming weeks, but however, I will be back during the Thanksgiving break to catch up on some old fics that I never finished, so keep in contact. I give credit of this idea to everyone who worked on and was or was not in "The House of Mirth", starring, Gillian Anderson and Eric Stotz.
The Very First Meeting
Chapter One: Please Meet Me
Galway, Ireland Dock
9:12 AM Monday, October, 17th, 1905
Captain William Scully, aboard his ship, the Starbuck, drank his mint flavored tea and stood silently at the end of the forecastle deck. 'The sea looks so tranquil and beautiful today.' he thought, but his thoughts were interrupted when crew member Fox Mulder reported to him. "Captain Scully, I have finished putting your daughter's belongings in her room, although, I don't know who this luggage belongs to, let alone which room it goes to, it wasn't anywhere on the memo that Kersh gave me." Fox in formed. "Hmm.. That's odd, I told him exactly what to write on the memo. Oh well, I know what room she's staying in. It's room 3 on, A deck." Captain Scully related. "Thank you, sir." Fox lightly dropped Captain Scully's daughter's things, stood up straight and saluted his commanding officer.
Meanwhile, Captain Scully's family butler was driving his wife Margret, his sons, Bill Jr. and Charles, and his two daughters, Melissa and Dana, in Captain Scully's 1902 Phaeton. "Today will be the first time that the Starbuck set sail to America, isn't it Mother?" Dana inquired. "Yes, I believe so, Dana." Margret answered. "So, Dana, how does Father's boat look? Is it as beautiful and fantastic as the Galway Gazette says it is?" Melissa questioned. "Oh, yes. When I first saw it seven years ago, it was a sight to see indeed." Dana assured her. "Oh, come on now, Dana," Pesky, young Charles said, "You couldn't tell a new car from a train." "Why you-" Dana was cut off when her mother interrupted in her sharp tone. "Behave you two!" Margret settled down after the almost heated argument, but Dana and Charles continued to shoot nasty glares at each other. Dana became uninterested in these childlike games and turned to her sister, yet again, for someone to talk to. "So, I heard that your beau took you to the party last night at the Anderson's. How was it?" Dana asked excitedly. "Well, it was the same boring people with the same boring gossip about Natalie Flemming and her new beau Jack Prescott..." Melissa droned on about an argument between Jack and Natalie's father, Andrew Flemming. "Not that again. I thought that was all cleared up?" Bill Jr. complained. "Apparently not, the rumors say that Jack tried to elope with Natalie two days ago and that Mr. Flemming caught them in the act. And that dreadful woman Natalie, she was in her petticoat only!" Melissa continued. "What? That was unheard of when I was your age!" Margret engaged in the conversation. "Well, at least when we get to America there will be new people, new parties, and new gossip to talk endlessly about." Dana mused. They all laughed at Dana's comment. "Mrs. Scully," the butler called from the front seat, "we're about there." "All right, thank you Timothy." Margret replied. "Your mighty welcomed." Timothy answered. Timothy was from the southern United States and carried his southern accent into Ireland with him and it had never gone away. "What is America like, Timothy?" Dana inquired imploringly. "In America, everything is well developed and most of the money there is well invested. Like your father's money is. The fact is, if I hadn't have taught your father how to invest his money like we Americans do, he probably wouldn't be sailing the Starbuck to America right now. And you and your sister wouldn't be going to America to get better education. Black folk are very discriminated against. Now that I go back on my younger years, I realize how wrong it is to treat a man like that, just because they have a different color skin than we do." Stated Timothy as he reflected on the years that had gone by since his departure from America. "Aside from the discrimination, it sounds like a wonderful place to live. I remember Father once telling me that my Aunt Melanie lives there, is that true, Mother?" Dana asked. "Yes, Dana. I believe so." Margret replied. "Ah, we're here." Timothy announced as they had made it to the place where the Starbuck was docked. "Woah, Dana, you were right. It is beautiful!" Charles exclaimed. "I only wished that I was going with you and Melissa." Dana, Melissa, Bill Jr., Charles, Timothy, and Margret stared at the great ship with delight.
Captain Scully was about to go to the Captain's Quarters, when he saw his not-so-old 1902 Phaeton. "Ahoy, down there, me maties!" Captain Scully playfully welcomed his family. "Daddy!" Dana cried joyfully as she hitched up her white laced, Victorian styled dress to get out of her Father's vehicle and ran towards him. "You look very happy to see me Dana Katherine," he smiled, "are you excited about this voyage across one of the seven seas to a whole new country with new adventures?" "Father, you have read me like a book!" She said as she grabbed his arm and they talked and laughed along the way back up to the ship. "Dana, dear, do you want me to get your luggage?" Timothy asked politely. "I've got it pal, don't worry." Said an unfamiliar voice. Dana spun around to see a man with short brown hair, piercing, sharp green eyes, and a gangly profile. He was about 5'9" and was very muscular. His hands were callused from the work he did upon the Starbuck and his skin was slightly tanned from last summer's sun. Dana was surprised to see such a handsome looking man upon a ship. She had read in a lot of books about maiden voyages and pirates in search of treasure and they had always described the crew members with words such as sloppy, lazy, and filthy. "And who might this be, Captain Scully?" The man said as he tipped his hat to her and kissed her hand. "Fox, this is my lovely daughter, Dana Katherine. And Dana, this is my one of my crew members, Fox Mulder." Captain Scully replied. "How do you do, Mr. Mulder." Dana said as she curtsied. "Fine Miss Scully, nice to meet you." Fox stated. "The pleasure's all mine." Dana assured. Kersh came down to help Fox carry the luggage aboard the Starbuck. "Hurry mon, we don't have a lot of time." He said with his Jamaican accent. "Please excused me Miss Scully." Fox implored ending his flirtatious streak. Dana politely nodded and started up onto the Main deck to wait for Melissa to come aboard. "We'll miss you all!" Dana shouted to her mother and brothers on the dock. "Please write back to us!" Margret shouted as tears fell down her rosy cheeks. "We will mother!" Melissa shouted. After they had said, or really "shouted" their farewells to the rest of their family on the dock they began to look for their rooms on, A deck. "Here, let me give you a hand ladies." Fox offered. "Thank you, Fox." Dana commented. Melissa was very much surprised that her sister had used the first name of a man that they didn't even know. She was definitely contemplating whether she should talk to her sister about this and was utterly shocked when Fox had answered back. "It was nothing, Dana." Fox replied. Fox carried Dana and Melissa's luggage into each of their rooms and accidentally, when Fox was handling Dana's luggage, the trunk he was carrying in slipped out of his hands and all of clothing fell out onto the floor. "I'm so terribly sorry, Miss Scully. It won't happen again." Fox apologized. "Oh, it's quite all right-" Dana was cut off when she saw Melissa spying on her. "Dana Katherine? What makes you think that it is all right for Mr. Mulder to see your undergarments? What would father say? I am very ashamed." Melissa exclaimed. The hotheaded, older sister furiously walked away and Dana knew that she was thinking about telling her father about her misconduct. "Please meet me on the forecastle deck later tonight, Dana?" Fox asked her. "I...I don't know. What about my sister? She's going to want to see me later tonight." Dana informed. "Then tell her after dinner that you are very exhausted and that you will be going to sleep early. Wait until your sister is sound asleep and come meet me. I'm always up there at night." Fox then very carefully said, "I'll be here if you need me." And then left Dana to unpack her belongings. Dana began unpacking and soon afterwards got ready for dinner. She decided that she was going to wear a beautiful baby blue dress with a bodice that had frilly, white lace. She wore a pearl necklace and teardrop, pearl earrings to match.
A/N- So? Tell me it's not horribly bad. I'm going to be very sensitive about this fic. As I said at the beginning, this is going to be a very challenging fic to write. And I couldn't have written this chapter if I hadn't researched what the forecastle deck was, what kind of cars they had in the early 1900's, what the Main deck was, and where Galway, Ireland was located. Brownie points to anyone who has ever been or lived in Galway!