A post IWTB, pre-Revival musing on Mulder and Scully's separation. Kind of dark, depressing, and angsty. Spoilers for later seasons, IWTB, and revival.

A broken finger, a bottle of whiskey, and a conversation. Scully sets a bone.

Mulder and Scully travel to Louisiana to investigate a strange case involving a person who went into the swamp and came out insane. Rated T for mild violence. Please rate and review!

This is how she prefers to remember Mulder's abduction: he was a bird, once, and he flew back home to her.

The moment isn't perfect. The latest battle is over, but they're still being hunted. And yet, even in this imperfect moment, hope pulls them ever closer together. And maybe that's all they need.

Of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it...

Scully is perfectly sensible, 98% of the time. Set during the pilot. This story is the first in a series, though it's complete in itself.

He wanted to stay still, find some purchase in this new kind of life. One where the running happened in your head, or through your computer, rather than in rental cars and motel rooms and dark, deserted places. Post IWTB.