Chris Carter is the happy owner of the X-Files, Scully and Mulder.
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This story has a mind of its own, normally I dwell into the emotional and 'darker' side of relationships, but this it a light story. In this universe, it's normal for a small boy just to accept being placed in a new environment. I'm wondering about my own stat of mind, lol.
I re-watched Fight The Future yesterday and was reminded of how caring Mulder can be to Scully and how much she means to him. Often, in the series, I find him self-centred and demanding, but he proved me wrong.
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Chapter four
Don't Give Up
Phoebe was waiting for them in the basement, "oh, you found agent Scully!"
Somehow, Scully didn't feel flattered at all but ignored the woman, lacking the desire to display her feelings in public. Besides that, she didn't feel threatened by her.
"It seems like our trip to South Dakota has been cancelled. Our man has eloped!"
"Where to?" Mulder asked, by taking Scully's chair he left her standing, pointing to the spot on her desk, he recently had occupied, he grinned.
"Alberta."
"Canada, you mean Canada? Then it's a case for the Canadian authorities." Scully said, she hadn't taken Mulder's offer yet, preferring to feel the ground underneath her feet.
"Two Feathers are an American citizen, it's still our case, we have every right to investigate him in Canada." He wanted this case.
"Mulder, we have nothing to do on a Canadian Blackfeet Reservation it's out of our jurisdiction" She tried.
"We've seven possible murders; I say we've something to do there, Scully. How soon can we go?"
This was the moment, she had dreaded, a case needing them to go out of town, since William's return, she had barely left him out of her sight and definitely not at nights. Her mother had begged to have her grandson sleeping over. Until now, she had ignored her mother's begging, not ready to trust William to be safe out of her sight. This was another reason, why she had not wanted to go back to the FBI, she wanted the normal family life, with the family members coming come every night. But they weren't a normal family, never was.
"Not today. It's the first day, Mulder." She blurred.
"I know, tomorrow will be fine." He saw through her and her doubts, "It will be okay, you know, it wouldn't be any different if you still worked at the hospital, you had extremely long hours there."
"Yeah," She didn't sound convinced. Truthfully, the darkness had also been at the hospital, she had just denied it.
"Dinner?" Phoebe broke in, her focus on Mulder.
Looking at her watch Sully answered; "I've somewhere I need to be!" Without looking at them, she went to take her coat from the hall stand,
"Wait, I'm coming with you, Scully." Jumping to his feet he followed her, "will you return to England Phoebe?"
"No, I might come to Canada, if you stay there for more than a few days, otherwise I'll see you here again"
"She not coming with us, I thought it was her case?" listening to the noises coming from the elevator, Scully pushed the button for opening the door.
"Nah, she has something to do, something involving the case here in Washington. Will you miss her terrible?" he joked
"I can manage." She jested back.
Stepping out of the elevator, they turned left before they came to the security check, stepping into the awaiting elevator, they went one floor down. Together with a few other agents, they got off and followed behind agents, they never had seen before, most of them were women.
They all stopped at a door leading to a large area with several doors and a couple of resting areas. The walls were coloured in cheerful bright colours, the furniture varied in sizes and shapes, and toys and different games were everywhere.
It looked invitingly cosy, tempted by its luring simplicity Scully had lingered unattainable long this morning, before Mulder had pointed out that all the other parents had left ages ago together with William.
Experiencing the same calm, she felt her mind slowing down, there was no need to rush, her family was around her and she wanted to enjoy the sentiment of it. So often, she had heard parents complaining of the time between picking up and dinnertime as a nightmare of stress. It was not something she would duplicate, instead, she indented to benefit from what she had been denied for so long, time with her child.
"Don't get too comfortable." Mulder whispered playfully into her ear, "they are closing in a few hours."
"In a matter of fact they are not, they have a section open around the clock for agents working crazy hours, it a part of the new face of FBI."
"Nice, we might take advances of their generosity. Do they take agents?"
"Only certain agents, I'm sure I can arrange something for you, Mulder."
Laughing, he lightly touched her arm. "Hi William" He called to his son, who came running from one of the classroom sharply followed by a small girl.
"Hi dad, hi mommy" the small boy slowed down until he finally stopped in front of his parents.
"Bending down Scully hugged her son, "did you've a good day, sweetie?"
"Sure, we had ice cream!" He hugged her back.
Smiling, she placed a soft kiss on his nose. "It's wasn't too long a day? Why the ice cream?"
"It's Maybelle's birthday, she got a Barbie schoolbag and a Barbie movie and we played hide and seek. " Stumbling over the words he seemed excited, still.
"Sounds like you had a good day, William, Are you ready to go home?"
"Yeah dad, can I watch Cars?"
"You can watch part of the movie while mommy cooks dinner, William."
"And what will you be doing, Mulder?" Helping William into his jacket, she glazed briefly at him, "making sure our son knows how to start the movie and keep it running?"
"It's still new to him" suddenly busy with his shoes, he defended himself.
"Oh, I thought you two had watched the movie twenty times, already, my mistake"
"We've mommy, and dad says all the lines all the times." Innocently, his son ruined his excuse for watching the movie, choosing to ignore they had him cornered, he ignore the statement. "Ready to go, Scully, or are you planning to stay and socialize with the staff? I did interrupt your time here this morning." Staring blankly at her, he didn't move.
Lifting her eyebrow she shot him a stern glare, "very funny, Mulder"
With William walking between then, holding both his parents hands, they left the Hoover building, a few steps away from the entrance, they practically ran into Phoebe, who stopped death in her tracks by the sight.
Gathering, Phoebe turned on her seductively smile, focusing on Mulder, she blurred, "Fox, what a surprise! I never hoped to cross paths so soon, it must be faith."
"Mommy, I can spell cat" William ignored the woman talking to his dad, sure he wouldn't like her at all.
Both Scully and Mulder looked downed at their son, both amazed with this wonder. "Please, spell it to me, sweetheart" encouragingly, Scully squeezed his small hand.
"C-A-T" William proudly spelled aloud.
With a heart bursting with pride, Scully smiled at her son, "very good William" lifting her face, she met Mulder's eyes shining with pride. It was a touching moment, their son spelling words to them for the first time. She felt honoured and glad they shared this moment together. Never had she expected or hoped William would adapt this fast and good to his new life, it seemed unnatural.
"You're as clever as you mother" Mulder proudly stated.
"Always the gentleman, Fox" Without success she tried to catch his eyes, giving up she ran her eyes up and down Scully, wondering what is was about this woman, that appealed so strong to Fox, that he would help her with her offspring. "When the kid's channel closes down for the day, you can call me for some adult time."
"I'm playing with somebody else in my adult time, Phoebe, if you will excuse us."
Before Phoebe could reply William demanded his parent's attention, "I can also spell dog and cow. D-O-G, C-O-W"
Within seconds, all thoughts of Phoebe had left the minds of the Scully-Mulder family, too occupied with spelling performances and proud appraises. Finally, having a taste of the normal life Scully always had longed for, she wasn't about to waste it on a English woman, who had a way too wide mouth, bearing great resemblance to the mouth of a frog.