Believe Everything
Part 2
by Trycee
Time-Line: 2 Yrs Post IWTB
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files. It's owned by Chris Carter. This is written for fun not profit.
Margaret Scully residence
Baltimore, Maryland
"Dana, what;'s wrong, where's Fox?", Maggie Scully asked.
Scully kissed her mother on the side of her cheek. "Every thing's fine...he's at home."
"What happened?"
Scully pushed past her mother and then turned to face her in the doorway. She could see her mother's hair had turned a little white at the edges but she otherwise looked well and healthy. "Nothing mom," she said quietly. "Is it okay if I stay here a few days?"
"Dana Katherine!', her mother said firmly.
Scully froze in place and then turned back to face her mother. "Mom...nothing, really."
"You do not drive 4 hrs if there's nothing...You got in a fight...you and Fox?"
"Yes," she said, plopping down on the sofa. "Nothing major...I just needed a little space..."
"A space from..."
Scully could see that her mother was itching to say husband but had given up on that a few years before. "Mom...didn't you and dad need a break from each other once in a while?'
Maggie sank down next to her daughter and grabbed up her hand. "We had lots of breaks...forced upon us. Just as you and Fox had...every day we spent together was precious, Dana."
"I'm not giving up on us," she sighed exasperated. "I'm just frustrated..."
"Why drive here if your just frustrated?", Maggie said eying her daughter closely.
"Mom...I'm just tired of a few things...I really can't talk to you about this," she said, quietly.
"Is it intimate details?", Maggie said alarmed.
A smile spread across Scully's lips. "No...", she laughed. "Nothing like that..."
She could see the relief in her mother's shoulders. "Then what is it?"
"Mom...you were scared for Dad's safety, weren't you?"
"Of course...it was paralyzing some times but I had you kids to..."
She stopped suddenly and looked at her daughter briefly. Scully's expression had changed. She looked somber. "Mom...it's okay..."
"Dana...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to open any wounds..."
Scully reached over and rubbed her fingers over her mother's hands. "You didn't...Go ahead..."
"Well...", Maggie hesitated. "Every time your father was gone I worried about him. I was afraid he might not come back..."
"What made you so fearful mom?"
"You do realize that Vietnam was being fought when your father was out to sea..."
Scully looked surprised. "No...well, yeah I knew but I never really thought of him that way..."
"Right after Charles was born...Your father was a Lieutenant Commander then. He was gone for long stretches of time. I was terrified I'd be left a widow with four young children..."
Scully hugged her mother tighter. "Mom...I didn't realize..."
"Dana, you were a child...of course you didn't know...I didn't want you to worry...Bill was old enough to understand...he put all the weight on his little shoulders trying to be the man of the house," she sighed. "Anyway...it worked out well...Your father lived a long happy life..."
"Did you ever get mad at Dad for putting himself in danger? We're you ever to your breaking point when you couldn't live in fear another moment...I mean when the war was over..."
Maggie nodded her understanding. "Yes...I wanted him out of the Navy just in case another war broke out but he wouldn't leave...I resented him for a while but then I realized that in order to love him I had to love all of him..."
Maggie smoothed Scully's long hair down as her daughter rested on her shoulder. "Mom...I get tired of worrying...of being afraid...and Mulder doesn't help with that...he puts himself in danger and I can't up and leave and chase after him any more..."
"That's different, " Maggie spoke. "Your talking about him being a paranormal investigator..."
"For the past two years...", she said, sitting up. "I supported him...just as I always do...but he keeps getting banged up...and I'm just afraid that one day..."
"We'll have to bury him again..."
"Yes...and no miracle resurrections this time..."
"Did you tell him that?", Maggie asked.
Scully shot her mother a look and Maggie smiled. "I think of Fox like a base jumper...He needs to jump, Dana...He needs to...or else he'd crack inside...If your in a relationship with a base jumper...you understand the risk, you support the person and pray that this time they'll walk away from it. Its a gamble...but you are tough enough to handle it."
"Normally, I am...but Mulder is my family and without him...we can't find William and be complete...He's older now...he can't jump off cliffs and get beaten up like he did in his hay day..."
"He's not dead either...", Maggie smiled. "He is healthy...he still runs right? And now he lifts weights?"
"Yes...he had plenty of time to do that when he was..."
"Locked away in hiding...", Maggie said raising her eyebrows. "Did he ever complain about it?"
"No," Scully said, fumbling with her hands.
"Dana...when you love someone...you don't run away..."
Scully looked again at her hands. "I know what you mean about being paralyzed by fear...How can I dedicate myself to my work...to my patients when my mind is on whether Mulder is floating in some river somewhere..."
Maggie touched her daughter's face. "Your the strongest woman I know, Dana. I admire you so much."
"If only I were half the woman you are mom."
Maggie grasped her chin lightly. "No your more, Dana. I couldn't be more proud..."
Scully smiled. "Thank you mom..."
"Dana...we Scully women are strong...and we happen to all fall in love with men who are in dangerous positions...Your sister-n-laws have worried about your brothers too...it comes with the territory."
Scully reached in her pocket. "I better call Mulder..."
"I leave you alone for a moment...I'll fix us something to eat," Maggie said, heading towards the kitchen.
Scully sighed loudly and then dialed her home number. Mulder sat in the dark with a row of beers in front of him. He sipped on his fourth beer, tossing the top unto the floor. The phone rang and Mulder knocked over the empty beer bottles snatching the phone up. "Scully?"
"Mulder it's me...", she sighed.
There was a long pause. Scully swallowed hard. "Mulder...I'm so sorry...I shouldn'tve left...will you forgive me? You were right...I should've talked it out with you...Will you forgive me?"
Mulder smiled to himself. "Scully I love you...of course I'll forgive you."
"If you don't mind...can I stay at my mother's a few more days? I'll be back Friday morning."
"Sure...yeah...just as long as you come back to me, Scully."
"I will...", she said, hanging up.
Maggie returned with two sandwiches. "Did you make up?"
"Yes," she smiled.
"Are you leaving?"
"No...I'm still staying till Friday."
"What will you do?"
"Shop with you a little...maybe call up Monica...see if she'll fly in to Baltimore..."
"Your sure?"
"Yeah...like they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder..."
"Can Mulder handle things by himself?"
A worry streak flashed across Scully's face..."Ah...yeah...he can handle himself...he's not a child..."
Maggie arched an eyebrow and smiled warmly. "If you say so..."
"Besides...what trouble could Mulder get in while I'm gone?"
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