Mulder's Seed

Part 2

by Trycee

Time Frame: Season 8: Scully's Pregnancy, after Mulder was buried.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, this is written for fun not profit.

"Dana!", Margaret Scully said excited, opening her front door. Her eyes quickly drifted down to her daughter's waist.

Scully stepped back from her mother as her expression changed to horrified. Her lips tightened and a low angry moan escaped her lips. "I want to know why you didn't tell me!", she screamed. "I want to know why you chose not to tell me!"

"Mom," Scully said, standing in the doorway. "I couldn't..."

"Why?" she glared.

Scully held out her hands to guard her stomach. Maggie eyes were narrow, a look of horror on her face. "Why didn't you tell me!"

"Can I come in mom?", Scully asked as a tear welled up in her eyes.

Maggie turned abruptly and walked over to the couch. She sat down without looking at her daughter. Scully took off her coat and draped it over the couch and sat down from her. "Mom...", she began.

"How long have you known?", Maggie screamed.

Scully closed her eyes briefly and then looked into the angry face of her mother. "Since Mulder disappeared..."

"Did he know?", Maggie asked, her voice breaking.

Scully struggled to speak. "No," she said, breaking down crying.

Maggie listened a moment to her daughter's cries before reaching out and gripping her in an embrace. "You should've told me!", she said, her voice crisp. "Stop hiding things from me, Dana!"

"He was missing," she said, between gasps. "Then when he died..."

"You kept this from me," Maggie said quietly.

"Mom...," Scully cried, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I couldn't face it then. Can you understand that?"

Maggie handed her a tissue and rubbed her shoulders. "I'm sorry...that's a lot to deal with..."

"I have to face this alone," Scully cried.

"You are not alone, Dana! I'll be here to help you!"

"Mulder's gone," she gasped.

Maggie gripped her shoulders tighter. "I know honey. You've got to keep yourself going for the baby...for my grandchild," she said, the reality of it starting to sink in.

Doggett pulled up to a yellow painted house deep in the woods of Virginia. It had taken him an hour to the reach the house. He stepped out of his car and his nose was immediately assaulted with a foul odor. He could see a ring of dirt around the screened door. He approached it and saw that it was littered with both dead and alive flies. An older man appeared through the screen. He could see dried sweat stains on the dirty white shirt. His teeth were missing and he was wiping his hands on an equally dirty piece of cloth. "Can I help you?"

Doggett pulled out his badge, fighting to hold his nose from the stench. "Are you Mr. Robert Harding?"

"I am! You here about my boy?"

"Yes sir. Darryl? Is he here?"

The man pushed open the screen door and a wave of stench hit Doggett and he nearly doubled over but fought to keep his composure. "He's out back! It's slaughter time."

"Slaughter time?"

"Chickens...goats!", the man said, wiping the wet substance off his hands. "He's out back scalding chickens. Go on back!"

Doggett was grateful he could walk away from the smell but was assaulted with an even stronger smell as he rounded the corner. He could see a 12 yr old boy standing near a series of dirty cages stacked on top of each other filled with chickens. He watched the boy pull out a chicken by his feet, he slipped a rubber band over the feet as it squawked and flapped. He carried it upside down to a tree stump and chopped off its head. The chicken continued flapping around and he hung the chicken up on a pole device, to bleed him out. The boy grabbed up another chicken he had already bled out and dipped it into a kettle over a fire. He moved the chicken over to a table with a large bowl and he began to pluck its feathers. The smell choked Doggett which caused the boy to turn around dropping the bird on the ground.

"It didn't mean to frighten you," Doggett explained. "Are you Darryl?"

The quiet boy nodded. Doggett showed him his badge. "Can you take a break?"

The boy looked nervously towards the house and then nodded. Doggett gestured for him to follow him far from the overwhelming smell of chicken guts, feather and old blood. "You reported you can disappear at will?", he said, skeptically.

"I can!", the boy declared.

Doggett could see that the boy seemed to have a low I.Q. He was immature for his age and reminded him of a six year old child instead of the 12 yr old standing before him. "You can disappear at will?"

"Sure!", the boy declared, a far off look in his eyes.

"Can I see?"

The boy nodded. He raised his arms and screamed. "I'm invisible!"

Doggett stared at the boy in disbelief. "You're invisible?"

"Yep!", the boy said, his eyes darting in every direction.

Doggett figured he was probably undiagnosed ADHD. "You think no one can see you?"

"My dad can't see me when he comes after me!"

"Why do you think he can't?"

"Cause when he goes to beat me I disappear," the boy said pointing to a gash on his leg.

Doggett could see a gaping gash that was healing. "He beats you? He did this?"

"He catches me sometimes!"

"When?"

Doggett figured the boy couldn't understand his questions. The boy screamed out, "My momma died and he was left with me. He hates me!"

Doggett picked up his phone. "Yeah, this is Agent Doggett, my badge number is..."

Darryl looked over to his house. He could see his father peering through a window. He watched as his father climbed into his blue pickup truck, started the car and peeled out of there.

"Whoa! Whoa!", Doggett yelled chasing after him but was left choking on truck fumes. He turned back to look at the boy but he was running in the grass, jumping and screaming, "Yes, he's gone!"

Doggett returned to his cell phone. "Yeah, he was in a blue truck! You can't miss him! And I need child protective services as well."

Maggie watched Scully continue to sniffle into the tissues. "I thought you were barren, Dana."

Scully looked surprised. "Me too..."

"So what they told you...it isn't true. You aren't barren!"

"Actually, I don't know...," Scully said quietly.

Maggie looked perplexed. "Dana, either you are or you're not."

Scully placed a gentle hand on top of her mothers. "We tried IVF...Mulder and I."

"With donor eggs?", Maggie gasped.

"No mine...:, she exclaimed. "Mulder found one of my ova. Its a very long story but they were using it to create children..."

"Like Emily?"

Scully gulped. "Yes, like Emily..."

"So Mulder kept it? Your ova?"

"But it didn't work...He agreed to be the father but it didn't take..."

Maggie was a little confused. "So you conceived naturally?"

"Yes, " she said, shyly. "But I still don't know how. Mom, I've been to several specialist who all told me I was barren."

"Well it's a miracle! Its a miracle Dana! God answered your prayers! My prayers!"

"I guess he did," she said quietly, tears still formed in her eyes.

"No guessing! He did!", Maggie said firmly. "God gave you a miracle!"

Doggett pulled back into D.C and made his way back to the X-Files division. He opened the door and as soon as he sat down, the phone rang. He answered it, "Doggett."

"Agent Doggett, this is Skinner."

"Sir?"

"That case you were just on..."

"Yeah, a kid was being abused...looks like he was just trying to get someone out there to rescue him."

"He disappeared!"

Doggett held the phone away from him and then put his ear back to the receiver. "Excuse me, sir? What do you mean he disappeared?"

"The social worker put him in her car...the boy was humming...suddenly he wasn't humming any more and she looked in her rear view mirror and he was gone. She said the doors were still locked...I need you to find this boy! Did you talk to Agent Scully?"

"Ah, no...I was about too...", Doggett said stunned. "I'll get a hold of her right away..."

"That's all...keep me informed."

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