Author's Note: SO, IN THIS STORY MULDER WAS NEVER ABDUCTED. I DO NOT OWN ANY PART OF THE X-FILES OR ANY OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. I HOPE THOSE WHO READ THIS LIKE IT. PLEASE WRITE A REVIEW.
No hope for all things good
Saturday, 11:30 am
Scully woke with an internal feeling of warmth and love, snuggled into Mulder's chest, feeling safe. Mulder had given her a night she would never forget, and their reality had been suspended, even if just for a moment. The previous night, everything she yearned to feel over the past seven years was finally given to her, and she felt a sense of completeness. Although she knew their night together couldn't be anything more than just that, Scully wondered what would happen when Mulder woke up. Would he leave and think this was the worst mistake they had made, or would he stay and could they just go back to normal?
These thoughts had Scully's mind going in circles.
"Well good morning sleeping beauty." Mulder murmured, kissing Scully before he laid back and pulled her close to his chest.
Scully was pleasantly surprised he had not said anything about their indiscretions the previous night. "Good morning to you too."
"Scully, you called out for Emily last night. The last time I heard you do that was over a year ago." Mulder used his left hand to grab Scully's, his eyes reflecting his empathy.
"Oh? Um….yes, I was dreaming about her last night. I thought I had seen her last week, I guess with everything going on….I miss her so much. And I barely knew her." Scully moved away from Mulder and sat up on the edge of her bed. "Mulder, maybe you should go."
"No Scully, I am not going anywhere. I can't leave here knowing how you feel right now. I'm sorry, but I can't trust you to be alone right now."
"So what are you thinking….I'm going to kill myself if you aren't here? Well fine, if you won't leave then I will. Lock the door on your way out." Scully shot up angrily, grabbed her clothes from the day before, and headed off to the bathroom. Mulder jumped up and ran in front of Scully to stop her.
"I remember what happened to you after we got back here after Emily died; you were absolutely destroyed. I left you that night and I should never have left you. You almost killed yourself, Scully. If I hadn't come back you would be dead, and I can't go through that again. I can't take the risk." Mulder took the clothes from Scully's hands and pulled her into a hug.
"Mulder, after everything we have been through, why can't I have this one thing? I had to watch a daughter that I never knew I had die, and for a short time Mulder I was excited to bring her home….then her sweet little soul was taken. How does something like that not affect your life? Mulder, I think about her every day." Scully started to cry into Mulder's chest.
Mulder wanted to absorb her pain to take all of it away from her so she could no longer feel so hurt. "Scully, I wish I could take the pain away and I know that I can't, but just let me be here for you right now. I don't care if you need to scream, cry, hit, or just be held; I am here for you. Like I said, you are the only person I have left in this world; you are my family. Do you have any idea what that was like for me? I had to shove my fingers down YOUR throat in that bathroom tub to get all the pills out of your system, then I stayed up all day and all night to make sure you kept breathing. Scully, if I had lost you, I know there would be no way anyone could have stopped me from finding and killing every single person and being that started all of your pain…..and in the end I would have killed myself too, because I know that I should have never let you become so involved." Mulder used his right index finger to lift Scully's head up so that they were looking at each other.
"Scully, I love you so much, and I couldn't live without you." Mulder placed a kiss to Scully's forehead.
Scully's left hand went up to Mulders cheek to wipe a single tear away. "Mulder, I am so sorry, I wasn't thinking. I just wanted the pain to end. I promise I will never do anything like that ever again. As long as you promise me something." She pulled herself back into Mulder's chest, and held onto him as if he would vanish at any moment.
"Promise me that you will never leave me. I don't care if we can't be together, I just need to know that you will be here." Mulder knew what she meant; she was afraid to lose anyone else, and in truth, Mulder was terrified to lose Scully because he truly had no one left in the world.
"Dana Katherine Scully, I will never leave you willingly."
Scully looked up at Mulder, her eyes closing as his lips met hers. She felt butterflies of desire every time Mulder kissed her, and as the kiss became more passionate, he picked her up and carried her into the shower in her ensuite bathroom.
Fumbling to start the water in the shower, their passion intensified and they found they could not keep their hands off of each other; finally, Scully turned the shower on and adjusted the temperature. Mulder moved them into the water, instantly lifting Scully and easing her onto him. As he moved into her as fast as he could, he could feel her receptivity and increasing response; he began to pick up speed, feeling her muscles contracting and tightening around him.
Abruptly, he put Scully down, turning her around until they moved into their new position; he could feel her climax hastening, moving closer with every push, every joining. Mulder turned off the water and pushed Scully to the back wall of the shower, kissing her as if she were a piece of glass that needed worshipped and could shatter at any moment. He moved his left hand down and touched her intimately; moving with a constant pressure that caused Scully to shake and tremble, finally culminating in her release. Limp and afraid to fall, Scully wrapped both arms around Mulder's shoulders, resting her head on his chest and using him for balance.
She led Mulder back to the bedroom, silently pushing him onto the bed where she positioned herself to move on top of him. Feeling her muscles coil and tighten again, she squeezed her eyes shut, riding out their final wave of passion until she could feel her body release, and the last image she saw was of him.
Exhausted, Scully lay her head on Mulder's chest with her ear over his heart; she loved the feeling, the sound of the slow and steady beating. "Mulder…I don't want to move." And she didn't. Here, in the comfort of his embrace, in the security of this room, all the cares of work, personal life, and past remained safely outside. She remained in this position for some time, trying to catch her breath.
Finally, Mulder turned them over onto their side so they faced each other.
"Scully, do you ever wonder what your life would be like without the X-files?" Mulder rubbed her cheek with his thumb.
She thought for a moment. "There was a time that I did, but now I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I can't picture my life without you. I love what we have, and I will never regret following you; I love our search for the truth."
"Scully, I love you." Mulder said, unable to keep the truth of his feelings inside. Again, he kissed her and pulled her in closer to him.
"I love you too. Mulder, do you ever wonder?"
"No, not for me; my life was already going the path of the X-files, ever since Samantha. But I do wonder for you, I wonder what your life could have been like, I wonder if you'd be married, have a house full of kids. The only thing I now wonder for myself is how much more empty my life would be without you."
Mulder and Scully stayed in the same position, silent, falling back asleep in each other's embrace.
Missing love found
In a tiny one-bedroom apartment, completely blacked out by dark curtains across the street from Scully's apartment, her daughter Emily and sister Melissa lived. They had been there for the past two years, quiet, biding their time. They were habitual, watching Scully the same time every day when she left for work, as well as when she came home. They knew her schedule, her rituals…what friends and acquaintances she had, as well as the largely solitary life she led.
Seven-year-old Emily sat behind the curtains religiously, waiting every day to get a glimpse of her biological mother, the mother she knew for just under a week, and who she secretly dreamt of every night. Emily knew about Scully before she was adopted, there had even been times where Emily could see through Scully's eyes. She could also see her father, although the true paternal DNA that comprised the other half of little Emily had never been known to Scully or anyone else.
"Aunt Missy?" Emily looked over at her auntie.
"Yes, little bug?" Melissa walked over to Emily, who was sitting in her favorite spot by the window.
"Can we talk to Mommy today? I really want to see her." Emily peeked out the window to make sure that she had not missed her mother coming home.
"Not yet little bug, but soon we can." Melissa moved over to put her arm around Emily.
"She has to know though."
Melissa looked down at Emily, hesitantly meeting her eyes, "Know what?"
"My little brother is coming soon."
"Your mom is pregnant?"
"She was the other day, but not today. Mommy needs me right now. She will be pregnant again soon. We have to tell her and Mulder about the danger that the baby is in. We all have to go, Auntie, we have to leave, or else Mommy won't get to keep him." Tears started to form in Emily's eyes.
"We don't know if she will be pregnant….why don't we wait until you know she is for sure? Then I promise we will go see her." Melissa leaned down and kissed Emily's head.
Pacified, Emily seemed to accept her answer, content for the moment. "Ok….. Auntie, I love you."
"I love you too, sweet girl."
Melissa got up and walked to the bathroom.
Sitting on the side of the bathroom tub, Melissa put her head in her hands and started to cry. She had missed her big sister so much. She knew that as soon as Scully found out about the soon to be baby, she would call their mother. The thought of seeing her mom again felt like a miracle; the last time she had seen her mom was when Melissa was going to check on her sister. The night Melissa was murdered was still very foggy to her; still, she knew she was returned, and returned with Emily with the full knowledge of who they were and who they were to each other.
They had been chased and tracked several times since their return, their lives in a perpetual state of instability. Once, they had almost run right into Dana. Melissa taught Emily what she could in the way of education, making sure she did her chores, kept clean, and got to bed on time. In the end, she felt like a true mother to the little girl, even though her own daughter was in another state with terrible people who had done nothing but hurt her.
Melissa remembered also, the tests and the pain; being locked in a cell, made to have a baby that she ultimately fell in love with. Hesitant at first, she was forced to hold her baby, to bond with her little girl; the doctors told her that she could keep her baby, but like another cruel trick of fate it was taken only six months later.
Baby Katherine Margaret Scully was born February 23rd, the same day as her aunt Dana. Melissa felt hope for the first time in two years when her daughter was born; she had fought so hard to keep Katie in her arms when the doctors came to take her away. Melissa never even got a picture of Katie, but she remembered every inch of her face, from her bright brown eyes to her rosy cheeks and her grandmother's smile.
Melissa wished she could be with Dana right now to help her through her miscarriage; it was her job as a sister to be there for Dana to have a shoulder to cry on….in spite of the fact that Dana led her own life and had Mulder, she still wanted to be with her.
Emily's visions had never been wrong, but Melissa didn't want to see Scully too soon, as it was imperative that the child to come must be born, or all hope in the world would be lost. This was the ultimate gift, and burden that was hers to carry—the entire world literally sat on the shoulders of a child that had not yet been conceived.