Darkness Travels Chapter 1
Author –Conflake_girl
E-Mail address –cornflake_girl@rungok.zzn.com
Rating -
Spoilers –none thus far
Keywords -Mulder/Scully romance
Summary –Worlds collide when William finds out where his Daddy is. Set ten years in the future, William knows only a little about his father having seen him only has an infant and in pictures.
Disclaimer-WE all know the drill. They aren't mine and they never were nor shall they ever be. I hold no claim to any characters in here, except those you've never heard of before (in which case I made them up). Pleeease Fox, don't sue me, it's not worth it! Really!
There was the sound of movement in the kitchen. William rolled over and looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table. It was nearing seven in the morning, but his alarm had yet to go off. 'Guess Mom turned it off,' he thought as he threw off the Knicks sheets he'd rolled himself up in. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and shoved it over his head as he made his way down the hall.
His mother was humming to herself. She was already dressed for work, although she didn't have to be there for another two hours. It was the first day of spring break, and the first spring break William would have to himself. No baby-sitter, no grandmother's house for a week. Just him, the TV and refrigerator until five when his mom came home. He couldn't wait for her to leave.
"Hey, mom. What you doing up so early?"
"Making you breakfast. Are you sure you don't want to go to grandma's for the week? I'd feel better if there was someone to watch you."
"Mom! I'm FINE! I'm ten years old, I can handle five hours by myself. And, yes, I know your work number, and 911. I won't look for the 11, I promise. There's left over Chinese in the fridge, and frozen pizza in the freezer. I have 30 bucks left over from my birthday and if I'm in desperate need I can order a pizza. I'll be fine!"
He noticed the orange juice on the counter and willed it over to him. He grabbed it in mid-flight and drank from it. He set it down and it hovered in the air before settling down on the kitchen table.
His mother watched him, annoyed. "What have I told you about drinking straight from the carton? It's not like its that much work for you to get a glass." She reached up over her head and pulled down a glass tossing it toward him. It stopped in the air then flew back to the cupboard.
"To much like work. So, what's for breakfast?"
"Nothing, if you don't mind yourself young man."
"Yes, mother, anything you say mother."
They both smiled, and she laid pancakes eggs onto the table. They ate in silence, both simply enjoying the other's company. The boy smiled as they finished, and the plates flew into the sink seemingly of their own accord. The water turned on, and they seemed to wash themselves and put themselves the drying rack.
"I suppose you don't really need me around, do you?" His mother asked, almost dejectedly.
"I'll always need you mom, I still can't do laundry."
She laughed, and placed a hand on his shoulder as she went in search of her bags. William watched her go into the bedroom, then padded his way into the bathroom.
The water was scolding hot, but he barley noticed it as he sang in the shower. He scrubbed away a night of grime, singing as he did so. His mother cleaned the already spotless apartment, listening to him and thinking about the boy's father. If only he could be here now, to see his son grow up. She sighed, then continued with her work.
William left the shower and got dressed. As he opened the door to his bedroom he heard his mom call "Make you bed, young man!" and so he turned around and did just that. His mother was getting her jacket on, ready to leave as he came out for a second time.
"Bye, mom, have fun."
"Be good William. And don't watch too much TV. I'll be home around five and I'll bring dinner. Love you, be good."
"I will Mom! And I love you too. Bye"
Dana Scully closed the door behind her as she left her son at home for the day.
Author –Conflake_girl
E-Mail address –cornflake_girl@rungok.zzn.com
Rating -
Spoilers –none thus far
Keywords -Mulder/Scully romance
Summary –Worlds collide when William finds out where his Daddy is. Set ten years in the future, William knows only a little about his father having seen him only has an infant and in pictures.
Disclaimer-WE all know the drill. They aren't mine and they never were nor shall they ever be. I hold no claim to any characters in here, except those you've never heard of before (in which case I made them up). Pleeease Fox, don't sue me, it's not worth it! Really!
There was the sound of movement in the kitchen. William rolled over and looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table. It was nearing seven in the morning, but his alarm had yet to go off. 'Guess Mom turned it off,' he thought as he threw off the Knicks sheets he'd rolled himself up in. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and shoved it over his head as he made his way down the hall.
His mother was humming to herself. She was already dressed for work, although she didn't have to be there for another two hours. It was the first day of spring break, and the first spring break William would have to himself. No baby-sitter, no grandmother's house for a week. Just him, the TV and refrigerator until five when his mom came home. He couldn't wait for her to leave.
"Hey, mom. What you doing up so early?"
"Making you breakfast. Are you sure you don't want to go to grandma's for the week? I'd feel better if there was someone to watch you."
"Mom! I'm FINE! I'm ten years old, I can handle five hours by myself. And, yes, I know your work number, and 911. I won't look for the 11, I promise. There's left over Chinese in the fridge, and frozen pizza in the freezer. I have 30 bucks left over from my birthday and if I'm in desperate need I can order a pizza. I'll be fine!"
He noticed the orange juice on the counter and willed it over to him. He grabbed it in mid-flight and drank from it. He set it down and it hovered in the air before settling down on the kitchen table.
His mother watched him, annoyed. "What have I told you about drinking straight from the carton? It's not like its that much work for you to get a glass." She reached up over her head and pulled down a glass tossing it toward him. It stopped in the air then flew back to the cupboard.
"To much like work. So, what's for breakfast?"
"Nothing, if you don't mind yourself young man."
"Yes, mother, anything you say mother."
They both smiled, and she laid pancakes eggs onto the table. They ate in silence, both simply enjoying the other's company. The boy smiled as they finished, and the plates flew into the sink seemingly of their own accord. The water turned on, and they seemed to wash themselves and put themselves the drying rack.
"I suppose you don't really need me around, do you?" His mother asked, almost dejectedly.
"I'll always need you mom, I still can't do laundry."
She laughed, and placed a hand on his shoulder as she went in search of her bags. William watched her go into the bedroom, then padded his way into the bathroom.
The water was scolding hot, but he barley noticed it as he sang in the shower. He scrubbed away a night of grime, singing as he did so. His mother cleaned the already spotless apartment, listening to him and thinking about the boy's father. If only he could be here now, to see his son grow up. She sighed, then continued with her work.
William left the shower and got dressed. As he opened the door to his bedroom he heard his mom call "Make you bed, young man!" and so he turned around and did just that. His mother was getting her jacket on, ready to leave as he came out for a second time.
"Bye, mom, have fun."
"Be good William. And don't watch too much TV. I'll be home around five and I'll bring dinner. Love you, be good."
"I will Mom! And I love you too. Bye"
Dana Scully closed the door behind her as she left her son at home for the day.