Disclaimer: Yes, its true that "I made this", but I borrowed a few characters to do it. Mulder,Scully, and the rest of the FBI gang (as well as Mulder's sister Samantha and the Lone Gunmen) all belong to Chris Carter, Ten Thirteen, and Fox. But Samantha Ann Mulder (the daughter) Piper Charlotte Harrison, Elizabeth James and the rest of their family, as well as Ms. Andrews, Dyanne, Jamie, Nikki, Bella, Ben, Ruby, Tommy, Freddy, Madeline, and Kelly, the other Tommy, Amanda, Fiona, and Haylee belong to me.
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Two months later.
Samantha
I'm so busy. I'm rehearsing for the end of the year ballet recital (We're performing Swan Lake). I got the white swan. Fiona is the black swan and she seems to hate me more than ever. Charlotte is one of the little swans but she has a small solo. My costume is gorgeous! It's white and glittery. And I get to wear a beautiful headdress.
The recital is next week. Aunt D is away on an assignment so Charlotte and I are staying at the Junior Academy(in our own room). She left three days ago and said that she would be back for the recital. I hope she makes it.
I wonder very often when my father will return. And how he's going to react to me. I hope he doesn't hate me. I miss England and even Grandfather. I miss Mum most of all though. I cry myself to sleep on most nights after Charlotte falls asleep.
She seems happy. She has friends, she likes Aunt D a lot, but I can feel Mum slowly fading from her memory. She is only five. But its scary.
Dana
Oh, god. He's back. Mulder. I have a million different emotions running in my veins. At first he was dead, but now . . . now he's on life support and he is slowly dying. I told Samantha and Charlotte that I was on an assignment and left them at the Junior Academy. I can't tell them. I just can't. It hurts me so much. But at least I have them.
And this baby inside of me. They've been my life force these past few months and especially the last few days.
Why can't I just have a normal life?
Samantha
The recital is tomorrow. Aunt D called and promised to be there. And she said that she'd be bringing someone important with her. I wonder who it is.
Charlotte is so excited that she's bouncing off the walls (did I use that expression correctly?). She's happy here with her friends and everything.
I have to leave for dress rehearsal.
Charlotte
I have a solo! I have a solo! It's so cool. And my costume is so pretty. But Anne's prettier. I'm so proud of her. She got the role of the white swan! She gets to dance almost throughout the whole recital! I want to be like her when I grow up.
I miss Kat. She went away to look for a missing little girl. So we're living at the Academy. At least till Kat returns.
I have to go and put my costume and make-up on because dress rehearsal starts in five minutes!
Dana
He's alive. Skinner took him off life support and it saved Mulder's life. I am eternally grateful to him. Now I'm waiting for the right opportunity to introduce him to Sam. I think the recital is a good time.
He's still in the hospital, but I'm picking him up at five tomorrow evening. The Gunmen and Skinner (and maybe Doggett, yes I asked him) will also be at the recital.
The Gunmen are so attached to the girls. Langly is crazy about Samantha and Byers would gladly die for Piper.
Dana
He's alive. Skinner took him off life support and it saved Mulder's life. I am eternally grateful to him. Now I'm waiting for the right opportunity to introduce him to Sam. I think the recital is a good time.
He's still in the hospital, but I'm picking him up at five tomorrow evening. The Gunmen and Skinner (and maybe Doggett, yes I asked him) will also be at the recital.
The Gunmen are so attached to the girls. Langly is crazy about Samantha and Byers would gladly die for Piper.
I wonder how he's gonna react.
Samantha
I spun my way off the stage after my bow. My face was dripping with sweat, my hair and costume plastered to my face and body. But I wore a smile on my face.
I think that was the best performance I have ever given. The audience absolutely roared with applause. It thundered through ever corner of the theater and echoed.
"You were good," Fiona grumpily told me. I smiled.
"Thanks. You were good too." Then she disappeared. I blinked a few drops of sweat away and grabbed a tissue. I wiped my face of the makeup, unpinned my braids and removed my headdress. As I was removing my toe shoes someone walked in.
Dana
I picked him up at five and we headed to the outskirts of town.
"Where are we going? What's the big deal? Can't you just tell me?" He complained irritably.
"You'll see soon enough," I tried to be patient. "And can you stop with the sunflower seeds? You're trashing my car."
He looked at he, then to the rearview mirror. "You have stuffed kittens hanging from your mirror. Gosh Scully, you've changed a lot." He laughed.
"They're Piper's." I answered automatically.
"Piper? Who's Piper?"
"Never mind. You'll find out soon enough."
"You aren't going to tell me anything are you?"
I shook my head.
"Fine." He muttered.
We rode in silence after that. But not for long. I parked the car in the parking lot and hurried him to the auditorium of the school. Its huge and magnificent. We found seats in the middle and waited for the curtain to rise.
"what is this, the opera?"
"No. You'll see."
I saw the Gunmen and Skinner sitting together in the front row. Then the curtain slowly began to rise. Ten year olds in glorious white swan costumes pranced daintily around the stage.
Mulder stared at them, then me, amazed. "you took me o a kiddy ballet? Scully is this your idea of some sick joke? If so, it's not funny."
I sighed. "Just watch will you?"
He frowned but his gazed turned toward the stage. Samantha entered. She was beautiful. And she danced as if gravity didn't apply to her. Mulder was captivated. He couldn't see the strong resemblance to his sister because he was quite far away, and she wore layers of makeup to let her face be seen.
"Wow. That kid's pretty good."
I nodded and smiled.
We watched the rest of the ballet, then headed backstage. Samantha was removing her makeup when we arrived. Her braids, which were pinned up during her performance, were cascading down her back. She had her back to us.
"Hi there, superstar." I greeted her.
"Aunt D? Hi." She answered, not looking up quite yet.
Mulder looked at me puzzled. "Aunt?" he mouthed. Samantha's gaze traveled up, away from the tissue with which she was scrubbing her face and to me and Mulder.
She gasped.
"Samantha?"
"Daddy!" She ran into his arms, and I felt tears stream down my face.
"Daddy?" He whispered.
If you want to use this story in your website, or anywhere else, please notify me. Send an email! samanthafoxdana@hotmail.com
PLEASE review! this is my first fanfic, so please be kind!:)
Happy Reading!
Two months later.
Samantha
I'm so busy. I'm rehearsing for the end of the year ballet recital (We're performing Swan Lake). I got the white swan. Fiona is the black swan and she seems to hate me more than ever. Charlotte is one of the little swans but she has a small solo. My costume is gorgeous! It's white and glittery. And I get to wear a beautiful headdress.
The recital is next week. Aunt D is away on an assignment so Charlotte and I are staying at the Junior Academy(in our own room). She left three days ago and said that she would be back for the recital. I hope she makes it.
I wonder very often when my father will return. And how he's going to react to me. I hope he doesn't hate me. I miss England and even Grandfather. I miss Mum most of all though. I cry myself to sleep on most nights after Charlotte falls asleep.
She seems happy. She has friends, she likes Aunt D a lot, but I can feel Mum slowly fading from her memory. She is only five. But its scary.
Dana
Oh, god. He's back. Mulder. I have a million different emotions running in my veins. At first he was dead, but now . . . now he's on life support and he is slowly dying. I told Samantha and Charlotte that I was on an assignment and left them at the Junior Academy. I can't tell them. I just can't. It hurts me so much. But at least I have them.
And this baby inside of me. They've been my life force these past few months and especially the last few days.
Why can't I just have a normal life?
Samantha
The recital is tomorrow. Aunt D called and promised to be there. And she said that she'd be bringing someone important with her. I wonder who it is.
Charlotte is so excited that she's bouncing off the walls (did I use that expression correctly?). She's happy here with her friends and everything.
I have to leave for dress rehearsal.
Charlotte
I have a solo! I have a solo! It's so cool. And my costume is so pretty. But Anne's prettier. I'm so proud of her. She got the role of the white swan! She gets to dance almost throughout the whole recital! I want to be like her when I grow up.
I miss Kat. She went away to look for a missing little girl. So we're living at the Academy. At least till Kat returns.
I have to go and put my costume and make-up on because dress rehearsal starts in five minutes!
Dana
He's alive. Skinner took him off life support and it saved Mulder's life. I am eternally grateful to him. Now I'm waiting for the right opportunity to introduce him to Sam. I think the recital is a good time.
He's still in the hospital, but I'm picking him up at five tomorrow evening. The Gunmen and Skinner (and maybe Doggett, yes I asked him) will also be at the recital.
The Gunmen are so attached to the girls. Langly is crazy about Samantha and Byers would gladly die for Piper.
Dana
He's alive. Skinner took him off life support and it saved Mulder's life. I am eternally grateful to him. Now I'm waiting for the right opportunity to introduce him to Sam. I think the recital is a good time.
He's still in the hospital, but I'm picking him up at five tomorrow evening. The Gunmen and Skinner (and maybe Doggett, yes I asked him) will also be at the recital.
The Gunmen are so attached to the girls. Langly is crazy about Samantha and Byers would gladly die for Piper.
I wonder how he's gonna react.
Samantha
I spun my way off the stage after my bow. My face was dripping with sweat, my hair and costume plastered to my face and body. But I wore a smile on my face.
I think that was the best performance I have ever given. The audience absolutely roared with applause. It thundered through ever corner of the theater and echoed.
"You were good," Fiona grumpily told me. I smiled.
"Thanks. You were good too." Then she disappeared. I blinked a few drops of sweat away and grabbed a tissue. I wiped my face of the makeup, unpinned my braids and removed my headdress. As I was removing my toe shoes someone walked in.
Dana
I picked him up at five and we headed to the outskirts of town.
"Where are we going? What's the big deal? Can't you just tell me?" He complained irritably.
"You'll see soon enough," I tried to be patient. "And can you stop with the sunflower seeds? You're trashing my car."
He looked at he, then to the rearview mirror. "You have stuffed kittens hanging from your mirror. Gosh Scully, you've changed a lot." He laughed.
"They're Piper's." I answered automatically.
"Piper? Who's Piper?"
"Never mind. You'll find out soon enough."
"You aren't going to tell me anything are you?"
I shook my head.
"Fine." He muttered.
We rode in silence after that. But not for long. I parked the car in the parking lot and hurried him to the auditorium of the school. Its huge and magnificent. We found seats in the middle and waited for the curtain to rise.
"what is this, the opera?"
"No. You'll see."
I saw the Gunmen and Skinner sitting together in the front row. Then the curtain slowly began to rise. Ten year olds in glorious white swan costumes pranced daintily around the stage.
Mulder stared at them, then me, amazed. "you took me o a kiddy ballet? Scully is this your idea of some sick joke? If so, it's not funny."
I sighed. "Just watch will you?"
He frowned but his gazed turned toward the stage. Samantha entered. She was beautiful. And she danced as if gravity didn't apply to her. Mulder was captivated. He couldn't see the strong resemblance to his sister because he was quite far away, and she wore layers of makeup to let her face be seen.
"Wow. That kid's pretty good."
I nodded and smiled.
We watched the rest of the ballet, then headed backstage. Samantha was removing her makeup when we arrived. Her braids, which were pinned up during her performance, were cascading down her back. She had her back to us.
"Hi there, superstar." I greeted her.
"Aunt D? Hi." She answered, not looking up quite yet.
Mulder looked at me puzzled. "Aunt?" he mouthed. Samantha's gaze traveled up, away from the tissue with which she was scrubbing her face and to me and Mulder.
She gasped.
"Samantha?"
"Daddy!" She ran into his arms, and I felt tears stream down my face.
"Daddy?" He whispered.
