Title: "The Scully Files: Aftermath"
Author: Cassandra Mulder
Rating: PG
Archive: Anywhere reputable, as long as you e-mail me about it first, and
leave my name attached.
Classification: MSR, Angst, Torture
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters! How many times must
I tell you people!
Spoilers: All the way up through "Requiem".
Author's Notes: This is purely a speculation of the events occuring after
"Requiem". I do not believe any of this will happen (I'm not that deluded;),
it is just my take on the situation. I wasn't going to do it, but obviously I fell
into the trap. So opinions are welcome, but keep in mind, it's only fanfic! :)
Hopefully, time permitting, there will be a couple more installments.
Feedback: Yes, please! At dana_mulder31@hotmail.com
POV: Scully
************************************************************************
She heard his words in her head.
"There's so much more you need to do with your life. There's so much
more than this. There has to be an end, Scully."
Scully knew what Mulder had said was true. At least it had been at the
time. But now... now there couldn't be an end. There was no end in sight
as far as she could see.
And that torturous thought is what made her lay her head back in exhaustion.
Hospitals. She was so sick of them. And she didn't know another soul who'd
been in them as often as she had.
It had been nearly 24 hours since she'd told her greatest secret to Skinner.
A fact that neither could fully absorb, but she knew no matter how much
Skinner didn't believe it, her disbelief was much greater.
Even after the initial test and examination, she had requested an ultrasound.
As usual, she was hardly bound to believe it until she had proof. Proof that
she could actually see.
And as she had lay there watching the screen in amazement, the final realization
that this was really happening settled on her.
There in her very own womb was a very tiny, but very significant life. A life that
in the past three years, she hadn't dared hope for.
And now, as she sat staring at the still of her ultrasound, she knew that there
were only two things that were important from this point on. Her baby, and
finding Mulder.
But figuring out how to find Mulder would be the difficult part. She needed him
now more than she ever had before, and he was unbelievably out of reach.
He didn't know. But he had to, she had to tell him.
But how I'm I going to find him?, she thought. Well, why should I expect
anything in my life to be easy? It's certainly not going to be easy now.
She rubbed her eyes, and then ran her fingers through her hair. As troubled
as she'd been, she'd miraculously managed some sleep. She couldn't have
helped it if she tried.
She didn't know how long they were going to keep her here. She probably
could've talked her way out of the hospital at any time, but there were more
tests to be run, and she was more anxious than anyone for the results of them.
But there wasn't any certainty that anything of any kind would show up.
It appeared that every sign of her abduction was gone. So far she knew there
was a child inside of her, her implant was gone, and the cancer that had been
in remission had now completely disappeared. She thought it was strange,
but she thanked God for all of it.
She wasn't sorry, it was just bizarre that everything she'd lived with for the past
six years was suddenly gone. And she didn't know when or how it happened.
That was somewhat disturbing, but she had even more pressing things to
focus her energy on at the moment.
She was going positively stir-crazy, but she hoped to go home tomorrow.
She had so many things to do, and no idea where to start.
And she hadn't even told her mother about all that had happened. She
didn't know how. The shock of her pregnancy would've been enough,
but she was also fond of Mulder.
Scully sighed heavily. I've really done it now, she thought. There doesn't
appear to be any way out this time either. I'd be the happiest woman on
earth right now if only Mulder was here, so I could tell him we're having
a baby.
*We* are having a baby, she thought again.
That may have been the hardest thing to believe. Here she was actually
carrying Mulder's child, and God only knows where he was.
She knew she had to be strong. She knew that she could be, she always
had been. But even she had a hard time seeing herself bearing this alone.
It was almost too much for anyone.
Realistically though, she had no choice.
********************************************************************************
Scully woke up in her own bed at last. She'd finally gotten to come home
yesterday afternoon.
She was right about the tests. They turned up nothing unusual. Which
was ironic, because everything about her, before now, had been unusual.
She lingered in bed, mainly because she was dreading what she had to
do today. She had to go and see her mother.
Scully had gotten on her mother's bad side more than once for not telling
her things. Important things concerning her health.
As she knocked on her mother's door, Scully knew this would be much
harder to explain than anything before it.
When Margaret Scully finally answered the door, Scully took a deep breath.
"Hi, Mom", she said, smiling.
"Hi, Dana. Come on in", Mrs. Scully replied.
This visit wasn't unexpected, Scully had called first. But her mother still
looked a bit worried.
As they sat down in the living room, Mrs. Scully looked anxious, but she
didn't push her daughter.
"So, how've you been, Dana?", she asked.
"Um, Mom, that's what I came to talk to you about. A lot has happened
in the past couple of weeks."
Mrs. Scully looked slightly startled, but Scully reached out and took her
hand.
"It's OK, Mom. There are just some things I need to explain. You see,
you're the only one I have left."
"Dana, what on earth are you talking about?"
"OK, I have to go ahead and get this out. Mulder", she said, her eyes filling
with tears, "Mulder was abducted three days ago. He went into the Oregon
woods with Skinner to look for a UFO. And he didn't come back. A.D. Skinner
said he just disappeared, and the next thing he saw was the UFO taking off
and flying away."
Silent tears were streaming down her face, as she tried desperately to hold
back any threatening sobs.
"Oh, Dana", Mrs. Scully said, taking her in an embrace.
Scully lingered in her mother's arms, and then pulled away.
"I don't know what to do. How to find him. There's really no way till they want
to bring him back. Like when they abducted me. But I have to do something, I
have to." She wiped her eyes, but the tears didn't seem to want to stop coming.
"But that's not all. There's something else."
"Dana, what more could there possibly be?", her mother questioned.
"I don't quite know how to tell you this. All I can say is, I don't know how it's
possible, but I'm pregnant, Mom."
Mrs. Scully was speechless.
"Mom, are you OK?", Scully asked, concerned.
"Uh, yes, I'm fine. But Dana, how on earth...?", she trailed off.
"Well, that depends on what you mean."
"First I mean, who's the father?"
Scully looked increasingly uncomfortable. She cleared her throat.
"I'm assuming it's Mulder, Mom."
"Assuming, Dana? What have you-"
"Mom! Please. Don't even finish that thought, because that doesn't mean
what you think."
"Then what *does* it mean?"
"What I'm saying is that under any normal circumstances, I would be positive
that I am carrying Mulder's child. However, in light of the events of the past eight
years, I am approaching the situation very cautiously. Though I am wary right now,
everything appears normal. I sincerely hope that this child was conceived in a
natural fashion."
"But how did you conceive at all? You told me three years ago you were barren.
I don't understand."
"That's just it, Mom. I don't understand it either. I was just in the hospital for three
days, and I've completely stumped all the doctors. I had several tests run, ultrasound,
various other things. I know that I'm pregnant, my implant is gone, and there's not
a single trace left of my cancer. It just disappeared."
"What are you going to do though, Dana? The baby, Fox. Are you doing all right,
honey?"
"I'm doing the best I can. I'm just-my head's still kind of spinning from everything
that's happened."
"Well, I'm so glad everything is back to normal with your health", her mother said,
hugging her. "But I'm so sorry about Fox. I didn't know you were, well, involved."
Scully laughed slightly. "We didn't know either. I guess we just got so comfortable
with each other over the years, we couldn't clearly see what was happening till
recently. We've *always* cared about each other, but it ended up going much
further than that."
At her mother's peculiar look, she responded, "But only once. That's the really
bizarre thing. I think we got a little scared after that. Things were a bit different,
but we tried not to get in that situation again. We were closer, but more careful.
It wasn't awkward necessarily, we just knew where to draw the line after that.
But now I'm living with consequences I didn't think were possible, and I've lost
Mulder. And Mom, to be perfectly honest, I don't know what to do or where to start."
"You'll figure out a way, Dana. You always do. You always have. That's why I've
always admired you. Your determination is unlike anything I've ever seen. You're
going to get through this. I know you will."
"Thank you", Scully said, trying not to cry again. "Oh, I almost forgot. You can't
breathe a word of this to Bill. He'd be out here immediately, and I can't take any
grief from him right now. I have enough as it is."
"But Dana, he is your brother. You can't just not tell him anything."
"Yes, I can, Mom. Please. Promise me you won't tell him. I'm a grown-up, a big girl,
I can take care of myself. You know he hates Mulder, and he would just make
things worse. Promise."
"Fine. I promise, but you can't keep things a secret forever."
"I know that. I just need some time to work some things out. He'll find out soon
enough. God, I dread that day."
Scully rubbed her temples, she was developing a headache.
She hugged her mother, and kissed her on the cheek.
"I really have to go", she said. "My doctor said I needed to get some rest in the
next couple of days."
"OK, Dana. Keep in touch and take care of yourself. If you need anything, just
call me. I love you."
"Alright, Mom. I love you too."
She hugged her mother again, and left.
******************************************************************
On the drive home, Scully had become extremely tired. All she wanted to do
was crawl into bed, which she wasn't used to. Especially not in the middle of the
day.
She got home and dropped everything at the door. Rummaging through a drawer,
she found the journal she'd bought on her way home from the hospital.
Now was the time for keeping up with things. She needed somewhere to spill all
of her thoughts and feelings, keep up with her pregnancy, and to write down all
the things she wanted to tell Mulder when he got home.
She sighed. Mulder. All she wanted to do was bawl at the thought of him now.
She hadn't seriously cried yet, but she was so tired, and so alone.
Scully collapsed onto her couch as the first sobs broke free from her chest.
She couldn't take the not knowing, the fear she felt about where Mulder was
right now. They could return him tomorrow, or next week, or next month, or...
or never.
But she didn't know, and it was already killing her. She never realized how
much she had always taken Mulder for granted until this very moment.
He'd always been a cell phone call, or ten minute drive away. When she *was*
away from him.
But now... now she had to search for him alone, search for the Truth alone.
She cried till she was worn out, and fell asleep curled up on the couch hoping
for a few moments of peace. A few moments where Mulder's face or visions of
alien ships wouldn't haunt her.
__________________________________________________________________
To Be Continued...
Author: Cassandra Mulder
Rating: PG
Archive: Anywhere reputable, as long as you e-mail me about it first, and
leave my name attached.
Classification: MSR, Angst, Torture
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters! How many times must
I tell you people!
Spoilers: All the way up through "Requiem".
Author's Notes: This is purely a speculation of the events occuring after
"Requiem". I do not believe any of this will happen (I'm not that deluded;),
it is just my take on the situation. I wasn't going to do it, but obviously I fell
into the trap. So opinions are welcome, but keep in mind, it's only fanfic! :)
Hopefully, time permitting, there will be a couple more installments.
Feedback: Yes, please! At dana_mulder31@hotmail.com
POV: Scully
************************************************************************
She heard his words in her head.
"There's so much more you need to do with your life. There's so much
more than this. There has to be an end, Scully."
Scully knew what Mulder had said was true. At least it had been at the
time. But now... now there couldn't be an end. There was no end in sight
as far as she could see.
And that torturous thought is what made her lay her head back in exhaustion.
Hospitals. She was so sick of them. And she didn't know another soul who'd
been in them as often as she had.
It had been nearly 24 hours since she'd told her greatest secret to Skinner.
A fact that neither could fully absorb, but she knew no matter how much
Skinner didn't believe it, her disbelief was much greater.
Even after the initial test and examination, she had requested an ultrasound.
As usual, she was hardly bound to believe it until she had proof. Proof that
she could actually see.
And as she had lay there watching the screen in amazement, the final realization
that this was really happening settled on her.
There in her very own womb was a very tiny, but very significant life. A life that
in the past three years, she hadn't dared hope for.
And now, as she sat staring at the still of her ultrasound, she knew that there
were only two things that were important from this point on. Her baby, and
finding Mulder.
But figuring out how to find Mulder would be the difficult part. She needed him
now more than she ever had before, and he was unbelievably out of reach.
He didn't know. But he had to, she had to tell him.
But how I'm I going to find him?, she thought. Well, why should I expect
anything in my life to be easy? It's certainly not going to be easy now.
She rubbed her eyes, and then ran her fingers through her hair. As troubled
as she'd been, she'd miraculously managed some sleep. She couldn't have
helped it if she tried.
She didn't know how long they were going to keep her here. She probably
could've talked her way out of the hospital at any time, but there were more
tests to be run, and she was more anxious than anyone for the results of them.
But there wasn't any certainty that anything of any kind would show up.
It appeared that every sign of her abduction was gone. So far she knew there
was a child inside of her, her implant was gone, and the cancer that had been
in remission had now completely disappeared. She thought it was strange,
but she thanked God for all of it.
She wasn't sorry, it was just bizarre that everything she'd lived with for the past
six years was suddenly gone. And she didn't know when or how it happened.
That was somewhat disturbing, but she had even more pressing things to
focus her energy on at the moment.
She was going positively stir-crazy, but she hoped to go home tomorrow.
She had so many things to do, and no idea where to start.
And she hadn't even told her mother about all that had happened. She
didn't know how. The shock of her pregnancy would've been enough,
but she was also fond of Mulder.
Scully sighed heavily. I've really done it now, she thought. There doesn't
appear to be any way out this time either. I'd be the happiest woman on
earth right now if only Mulder was here, so I could tell him we're having
a baby.
*We* are having a baby, she thought again.
That may have been the hardest thing to believe. Here she was actually
carrying Mulder's child, and God only knows where he was.
She knew she had to be strong. She knew that she could be, she always
had been. But even she had a hard time seeing herself bearing this alone.
It was almost too much for anyone.
Realistically though, she had no choice.
********************************************************************************
Scully woke up in her own bed at last. She'd finally gotten to come home
yesterday afternoon.
She was right about the tests. They turned up nothing unusual. Which
was ironic, because everything about her, before now, had been unusual.
She lingered in bed, mainly because she was dreading what she had to
do today. She had to go and see her mother.
Scully had gotten on her mother's bad side more than once for not telling
her things. Important things concerning her health.
As she knocked on her mother's door, Scully knew this would be much
harder to explain than anything before it.
When Margaret Scully finally answered the door, Scully took a deep breath.
"Hi, Mom", she said, smiling.
"Hi, Dana. Come on in", Mrs. Scully replied.
This visit wasn't unexpected, Scully had called first. But her mother still
looked a bit worried.
As they sat down in the living room, Mrs. Scully looked anxious, but she
didn't push her daughter.
"So, how've you been, Dana?", she asked.
"Um, Mom, that's what I came to talk to you about. A lot has happened
in the past couple of weeks."
Mrs. Scully looked slightly startled, but Scully reached out and took her
hand.
"It's OK, Mom. There are just some things I need to explain. You see,
you're the only one I have left."
"Dana, what on earth are you talking about?"
"OK, I have to go ahead and get this out. Mulder", she said, her eyes filling
with tears, "Mulder was abducted three days ago. He went into the Oregon
woods with Skinner to look for a UFO. And he didn't come back. A.D. Skinner
said he just disappeared, and the next thing he saw was the UFO taking off
and flying away."
Silent tears were streaming down her face, as she tried desperately to hold
back any threatening sobs.
"Oh, Dana", Mrs. Scully said, taking her in an embrace.
Scully lingered in her mother's arms, and then pulled away.
"I don't know what to do. How to find him. There's really no way till they want
to bring him back. Like when they abducted me. But I have to do something, I
have to." She wiped her eyes, but the tears didn't seem to want to stop coming.
"But that's not all. There's something else."
"Dana, what more could there possibly be?", her mother questioned.
"I don't quite know how to tell you this. All I can say is, I don't know how it's
possible, but I'm pregnant, Mom."
Mrs. Scully was speechless.
"Mom, are you OK?", Scully asked, concerned.
"Uh, yes, I'm fine. But Dana, how on earth...?", she trailed off.
"Well, that depends on what you mean."
"First I mean, who's the father?"
Scully looked increasingly uncomfortable. She cleared her throat.
"I'm assuming it's Mulder, Mom."
"Assuming, Dana? What have you-"
"Mom! Please. Don't even finish that thought, because that doesn't mean
what you think."
"Then what *does* it mean?"
"What I'm saying is that under any normal circumstances, I would be positive
that I am carrying Mulder's child. However, in light of the events of the past eight
years, I am approaching the situation very cautiously. Though I am wary right now,
everything appears normal. I sincerely hope that this child was conceived in a
natural fashion."
"But how did you conceive at all? You told me three years ago you were barren.
I don't understand."
"That's just it, Mom. I don't understand it either. I was just in the hospital for three
days, and I've completely stumped all the doctors. I had several tests run, ultrasound,
various other things. I know that I'm pregnant, my implant is gone, and there's not
a single trace left of my cancer. It just disappeared."
"What are you going to do though, Dana? The baby, Fox. Are you doing all right,
honey?"
"I'm doing the best I can. I'm just-my head's still kind of spinning from everything
that's happened."
"Well, I'm so glad everything is back to normal with your health", her mother said,
hugging her. "But I'm so sorry about Fox. I didn't know you were, well, involved."
Scully laughed slightly. "We didn't know either. I guess we just got so comfortable
with each other over the years, we couldn't clearly see what was happening till
recently. We've *always* cared about each other, but it ended up going much
further than that."
At her mother's peculiar look, she responded, "But only once. That's the really
bizarre thing. I think we got a little scared after that. Things were a bit different,
but we tried not to get in that situation again. We were closer, but more careful.
It wasn't awkward necessarily, we just knew where to draw the line after that.
But now I'm living with consequences I didn't think were possible, and I've lost
Mulder. And Mom, to be perfectly honest, I don't know what to do or where to start."
"You'll figure out a way, Dana. You always do. You always have. That's why I've
always admired you. Your determination is unlike anything I've ever seen. You're
going to get through this. I know you will."
"Thank you", Scully said, trying not to cry again. "Oh, I almost forgot. You can't
breathe a word of this to Bill. He'd be out here immediately, and I can't take any
grief from him right now. I have enough as it is."
"But Dana, he is your brother. You can't just not tell him anything."
"Yes, I can, Mom. Please. Promise me you won't tell him. I'm a grown-up, a big girl,
I can take care of myself. You know he hates Mulder, and he would just make
things worse. Promise."
"Fine. I promise, but you can't keep things a secret forever."
"I know that. I just need some time to work some things out. He'll find out soon
enough. God, I dread that day."
Scully rubbed her temples, she was developing a headache.
She hugged her mother, and kissed her on the cheek.
"I really have to go", she said. "My doctor said I needed to get some rest in the
next couple of days."
"OK, Dana. Keep in touch and take care of yourself. If you need anything, just
call me. I love you."
"Alright, Mom. I love you too."
She hugged her mother again, and left.
******************************************************************
On the drive home, Scully had become extremely tired. All she wanted to do
was crawl into bed, which she wasn't used to. Especially not in the middle of the
day.
She got home and dropped everything at the door. Rummaging through a drawer,
she found the journal she'd bought on her way home from the hospital.
Now was the time for keeping up with things. She needed somewhere to spill all
of her thoughts and feelings, keep up with her pregnancy, and to write down all
the things she wanted to tell Mulder when he got home.
She sighed. Mulder. All she wanted to do was bawl at the thought of him now.
She hadn't seriously cried yet, but she was so tired, and so alone.
Scully collapsed onto her couch as the first sobs broke free from her chest.
She couldn't take the not knowing, the fear she felt about where Mulder was
right now. They could return him tomorrow, or next week, or next month, or...
or never.
But she didn't know, and it was already killing her. She never realized how
much she had always taken Mulder for granted until this very moment.
He'd always been a cell phone call, or ten minute drive away. When she *was*
away from him.
But now... now she had to search for him alone, search for the Truth alone.
She cried till she was worn out, and fell asleep curled up on the couch hoping
for a few moments of peace. A few moments where Mulder's face or visions of
alien ships wouldn't haunt her.
__________________________________________________________________
To Be Continued...