Last Wish
Part 7
By
Trycee
Time-Line: Alternative Universe. Season 10 After Home Again and before My Struggle II.
Disclaimer: This is written for fun, not profit.
Three hours had passed as Scully raced up to the third floor to the isolation ward. She could see through the clear windows that framed the room that Mulder was pacing back and forth with the Van DeKamps seated and leaning against eachother. Scully walked in the first door and immediately washed her hands at the sink and slipped on gloves. She tied on a mask and entered the room.
Alarmed, Mrs. Van DeKamp jumped up. "Is he contagious?," Mrs. Van DeKamp wondered. "Why is he in isolation?"
Scully turned to her. "It's a precaution," she said, glancing towards Mulder. "It's better that we control the environment he's in."
William looked at her. "You're worried that my blood is toxic like Emily's?"
"I am. But, only because of what happened to people exposed to your sister's blood," Scully pointed out, as she walked over to the side of his bed where the tray was set up with empty viles and needles had been set up by the nurse. "Her blood was very dangerous."
"Mine is different than hers."
"What's different about it?", Scully questioned.
"It won't kill anyone else...it's only killing me"
William could see the tears formed in the corner of her eyes. She looked at him and he touched her hand as she prepped his arm to withdraw his blood. "Hi, honey," she smiled.
"Hi...MOM," he said, for the first time.
Scullys eyes glossed over as she let the words she'd longed to hear sink in.
Mrs. Van DeKamp looked on with dismay. Her heart was shattering into tiny little pieces. She had never in her wildest dreams believed she would ever have to share her son with his real mother. Jealously was quickly moving in and she was praying internally that God would remove her fear and ungodly feelings.
William looked at his adoptive mother. He could hear her internal chants as she prayed to God. "It's okay," William spoke to his adoptive mom. "It's okay...to let me bond with her."
Scully glanced over to Mrs. Van DeKamp who looked surprised but said nothing. Scully turned her attention back to her son. "I'm going to draw your blood, okay?", she said, sweetly, more sweetly than she had with her patients throughout the years. This was her son. Her precious baby, her William that looked at her with identical blue eyes, now weakened and sunken in from his mysterious illness.
"His blood. No one knows why it looks so strange," Mrs. Van DeKamp said suddenly, afraid of Scully's reaction to his foreign blood. Scully withdrew Williams green appearing blood, without a bit of surprise from its appearance.
Scully shook the green vile of blood as it changed to red and placed it on the tray. She labeled it and bandaged William's arm. "I'm gonna go run your blood, okay? Our Lady of Sorrow's is pretty lucky. I don't have to go down to a lab in the basement like in most hospitals. We are fortunate to have smaller labs on each floor, so I'll be right down the hall, okay?", she said, brushing a few stray red strands from William's face. She smiled and then leaned in and kissed his forehead. "We're gonna work at this to get you better, okay?"
"I know you will," he smiled.
Mulder who had been pacing was watching Scully. She locked eyes with him, her demeanor deadly serious. Mulder knew exactly what she was thinking. He stepped past her to Williams side and placed a hand on his shoulder. William was reading their thoughts. He knew Mulder was worried about him and whether or not his mother, could in fact save him. Mulder was silent as he took it all in. He had fantasied many a day about what he would say when he met his son, but standing in front of him, he was at a lost for words. William reached out and touched his hand. "I know you've thought about me. You fantasize about father and son moments with me like when I was younger...like twelve or fourteen."
"Yeah!", Mulder said, surprised.
"And we're shooting off rockets..."
Mulder smiled and squeezed his sons hand. "I do...", he said, with a deep voice. "I think of you all the time. I can't get over how much you look like your mother," he said.
William smiled. "I have your height."
"And my smile," Mulder said, proudly. "I...", he hesitated. "I have so much to make up for", he sighed.
"I know," William interrupted. "I believe we will still have that chance."
Mulder stared up at the ceiling as he relived the guilt he felt years ago at leaving his newborn son and Scully the day after he was born.
"It's not your fault...you know that, right?", William said, reading his thoughts.
Mulder coughed and looked down, his shoulders squared. "Your mom tells me that all the time."
The Van DeKamp's were becoming disturbed. "What's happening here?", Mr. Van DeKamp asked. "William...there's no way you could know these things..."
Mulder turned to him."William is special as you saw."
"We know he's special. We raised him."
Mulder tried to keep his cool. "There's things that are difficult to explain. William knows things. He's more human than human and it's whats killing him."
Mr. Van DeKamp shook his head. "More human than human? What does that mean? What are you talking about?"
William pointed towards his adoptive father, lifting him off his feet a few inches off the floor as his adoptive mother gasped in horror. "What's happening?", she questioned. "WILLIAM!"
William placed his adoptive father back on the ground.
"Look," William said, addressing Mr. Van DeKamp. "I'm not like other kids. I never was."
"This never happened before," Mr. Van DeKamp looking at Mulder. "We prayed over this boy every day. There was nothing wrong with him...," he stopped, noticing his poor choice of words. "Not like that!"
William looked at Mulder just as he was about to speak. Mulder could see that he was trying to warn him about speaking out against Mr. Van DeKamp. But then suddenly, the color seemed to drain from Williams face as he stared at the door. Mulder twisted around and could see two men dressed in black standing outside of William's room. They're faces were indistinguishable, like a blur. Mulder knew immediately that they were a danger to his son.
Mulder grabbed his gun from inside his suit jacket, pointing it towards the hallway. The two men disappeared and Mulder pushed past Mr. Van DeKamp.
"Oh My Lord! He Has a Gun!", Mrs. Van DeKamp screamed as Mulder raced through the double glass doors, and ran out searching in both directions for the two men who had disappeared.
"Did you see them?", Mulder screamed, at the stunned hospital staff.
"See, who?", a startled nurse questioned.
"There were two men in black standing outside of my sons room!"
A security guard rushed up to him, his hand on a taser. Mulder pulled out his badge. "I'm FBI," he said.
The Nurses were still rattled as Mulder and the security guard checked the halls and stairways. "Scully!", he said, nervously. Mulder grabbed the arm of the security guard. "Guard this door!", he ordered.
Mulder turned his attention to the nurses."Where's Dr. Scully?"
"Dr. Scully?," One nurse answered. "She's in the lab down the hall."
One of the nurses recognized Mulder. "Aren't you her...", one nurse said, her voice trailing off.
Mulder nodded and then headed a few doors down to the lab. He threw open the door startling Scully standing over a sample of Williams blood under a microscope. "Mulder? What are you doing here?"
She was standing with a group of lab technicians, who like her, were fascinated with Williams blood sample.
Mulder grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side. "William became afraid, Scully. I looked up and noticed two figures observing us."
"Anyone can observe you in there," she said, dismissively. "It's a glass room, Mulder."
"Scully," he said, with all seriousness. "They disappeared by the time I ran through the doors."
She could feel the tension from Mulder. "What did they want?"
"I don't know, but we need to post an officer outside of his room. Right now I've got a rent-a-cop standing in place."
"Skinner?", she said, searching his eyes.
"I'll call him and see if he can post someone. Meantime...Scully," he said, staring down at her. "I need to make sure you're safe as well. I'll ask him to have this entire ward sectioned off."
"The hospital will be furious..."
"I'll be furious if anything happens to you," Mulder said, turning away from her and walking out of the lab, leaving Scully staring in the direction he had occupied.
Scully turned back to her colleagues who were watching the entire display. She walked up to them, her face redden as she went back to work.
Mulder whipped out his phone. "Skinner," his boss answered.
"Skinner, I need the FBI's resources."
"What's going on."
Mulder explained to Skinner the situation and hung up the phone, immediately returning to the room where William lay wide eyed and frightened. The Van DeKamps looked upset as he entered the room. Mulder ignored them and walked up to his sons side, holding his hand. "You know who they are, don't you?", he questioned.
William nodded his head. "I had never seen them before but I knew about them."
"What were they? Men in black?", Mulder wondered.
"They're disguised," William added. "What they are...what they really are...is THEM, the Watchers."
The Van DeKamps listened but were shaking their heads in disbelief. William could feel his father's anxiety levels rise. "The Watchers are curious about me.", William said, looking at his father. "You and I...together."
"The prophecy," Mulder said with realization.
Mr. Van DeKamp shook his head. "Your a nutcase! What in the world are you talking about, Mr. Mulder?"
William looked at his adoptive parents, "He understands me," William said, weakly. "He knows what I am."
Mr. Van DeKamp stared back at his wife who was standing with her bible in her hand, her head bowed as she prayed. "You see whats in your mothers hand, son? That's what's real. That's the truth there. Not no phantom men and special super powers..."
Mulder opened his mouth but William raised his hand, stopping him. "Please, dad," he whispered, to Mulder. "Don't..."
Mulder closed his mouth and sat by his sons bedside. An hour went by when Skinner and several FBI Agents appeared outside Williams door. "I'll be right back," he said, squeezing his sons hand.
He walked out the double doors and shook Skinner's hand.
"I've already posted Agents at the entrance of this entire ward.", Skinner said, looking through the doors at William. "I shut down the entire ward. They'll have to reroute patients to another floor."
Skinner peered through the glass room. "Where's Agent Scully?"
"In the lab. She's trying to determine what's causing his blood to slowly kill him."
Skinner sighed. "I always knew you'd find William again. Just...not like this."
Mulder pursed his lips. "I'm worried that those things will come back."
"Well, if they do, we'll be ready for them."
Skinner stared at the farm couple who looked completely out of place in a D.C. hospital. There clothes and hair styles all screamed rural farmers. "That's them? The adoptive parents?"
"Yeah," Mulder sighed. "They're more of a hindrance than anything else."
Skinner observed them. "What do you mean?"
"They are very religious," Mulder said, placing his hands on his hips. "They've been through a lot with him but they've pretty much given up. They have him already in the grave."
Skinner turned back to look at Mulder. "They've given up?"
"But, we never will," Mulder stated. "But, they are the ones who can make medical choices for him."
Skinner turned back to stare at the Van DeKamp's.
Mulder sighed loudly. "William is afraid that if we speak up they will keep Scully and I away from him."
Skinner tapped on the glass, "I can take care of that, if you need me too."
"I'll keep that in mind as a last resort. We need to keep William calm. He's very ill. The doctors gave him four months or less."
Mulder was suddenly aware of Scully's presence standing beside him. He could always feel her. Scully was listening to their conversation. "He's not gonna die...", she said firmly, searching Mulders eyes. "We can't lose our son, Mulder."
Mulder placed a hand on her upper shoulder, pulling her closer to him. His touch immediately calmed her. "We'll find a cure, Scully. I have to believe it," he urged. "What have you found?"
"I mapped out William's entire genome. He has Alien DNA, just like me," she sighed, looking up at Mulder. "The difference is, Mulder, his is turned on..."
Mulder looked perplexed. "Like Gibson Praise?"
"I mean, when I ran the PCR, his DNA shows an abnormality, it showed that he has alien DNA but unlike mine, he has two added genes, two extra ."
Skinner looked perplexed. "What do you mean?"
"Its what makes him a little more than human. Possibly All human DNA is coded from Aliens but in some of us, those who are like me, have a mutated Alien genes, one that others do not have, it's more pronounced," she said, placing her hands on her hips. "But, what William is...what he has are two mutations that are in fact, Alien. These mutations make him a natural alien-human hybrid."
Mulder shook his head. "A natural alien-human hybrid."
She sighed. "Our son...inheriting our genetics, yours and mine but inheriting my Alien DNA."
Mulder shook his head. "YOU did NOT do this Scully. They did this to you...to US."
Scully sighed, crossing her arms in front of her. She looked up sharply. "Mulder?"
"Scully?"
"I've never sequenced your genome!"
"You want to search mine?", he said, defensively.
"It just occurred to me. William could possibly have received one mutated allele from me and one from you. He has two Alien alleles that are turned on. I need to compare it to Williams."
Skinner looked from one Agent to the other. "Are you saying that aliens manipulated both of your DNA and that you passed that on to William?"
Both Mulder and Scully glanced at each other. "Well, we both were abducted and Mulder was one step to turning into an alien."
Mulder nodded. "And I endured the black oil experiments as well."
"I don't doubt that he could also be infected," Scully added. "The science was there then but if only we could've known before we created William."
Mulder stared at her. "Scully?", he said, concerned.
"I was just thinking," she said, locking eyes with Mulder. "That we are the reason our son is sick because of what they did to us. No matter how far we've come, our past just keeps coming back to haunt us."
Mulder returned her intense gaze. "I know but we have to keep fighting, Scully. And that boy in there, didn't deserve this. YOU didn't deserve this."
Scully walked into Mulder's arms and he hugged her tightly, his large hands pressed her closer to him.
Skinner's face redden as he shifted nervously from one leg to the other. He always inwardly cringed whenever his two top Agents were intimate, reminding him they were in fact a couple, even if they were currently estranged.
Scully looked up at Mulder. "We have William back, Mulder, but he's very sick just like Emily was. There wasn't anything I could do to save her."
"Scully, technology has changed in the last sixteen years."
Both Mulder and Scully turned back to look at their child, as Mulder pressed Scully closer to his side and ran his hand up and down her arm. William was watching them through the double doors, listening to every word they spoke. Like a transistor radio, he could pick up on their hidden fears as well. He knew his parents loved him and he knew they were scrambling to find a cure for him.
"I need to run a PCR on you," Scully glanced up to Mulder.
"Alright," Mulder said. "Give me a second, okay?"
"Yeah...", she said, pulling back.
Mulder turned to Skinner. "Let me introduce you to our son."
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