From: "C. Shuy" <cshuy@netcom.com>
Date: Mon, 9 Nov 1998 23:11:10 -0800 (PST)
Subject: The Beatles Files: "Maggie Mae"


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(trad., arr. Lennon/McCartney/Harrison/Starkey) - meaning I don't know who
the song actually belongs to, but I'll attribute it to the Beatles. k? 

Any elements not recognized as being taken from the show copyright
Christina Shuy. 

Comments and other things sent to cshuy@netcom.com are much appreciated. 

Rating: G, Serial, Story
Spoilers: none.
Summary:  Dana Scully catches her mother doing something silly.

The Beatles Files:  "Maggie Mae"
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

     Dana Scully was sitting in her mother's living room.  She was taking 
a few days off to rest after a case, and Mulder had been ordered into a 
consult with Violent Crimes by Skinner, though they could both tell that 
he wasn't the one pulling the strings.  Regardless, Mulder wasn't there, 
and Scully was a little worried about him.  Profiling always took a lot 
of energy out of him.
   
  "Oh dirty Maggie Mae they have taken her away
   And she never walk down Lime Street any more"

     Dana blinked, listening to the words.  It wasn't so much the words 
as it was the fact that it seemed to be her mother's voice singing them!

  "Oh the judge he guilty found her
   For robbing a homeward bounder
   That dirty no good robbin' Maggie Mae"

     The voice had continued singing, and Dana went back into Special 
Agent mode, but only slightly.  She had to see what exactly was going on 
in the kitchen.  Silently, she crept closer, still listening to the singer. 

 "To the port of Liverpool
   They returned me to
   Two pounds ten a week, that was my pay"
   
     "Mom?" Dana set foot in the kitchen, and there was a loud metallic 
*clang* as Maggie Scully dropped the pan she had been washing.
     "Dana, you scared me half to death!" she exclaimed, breathlessly.
     "Were you singing, Mom?" Dana looked at her mother with high 
amusement, already knowing the answer to the question she had posed.
     Her mother blushed.  "Yes, I guess I was."
     "'Dirty Maggie Mae'?" Dana's eyebrow climbed into her hair, though 
at the same time, she was trying her best not to laugh.
     "I am now, Dana." her mother grinned back at her, holding out her 
hands before rinsing them off in the flow of water from the faucet.
     "But why that song?" Dana was really curious now.
     "Because that was a joke between your father and I.  Maggie Mae was 
a term of endearment, and, well... one of the times I went to pick him up 
from the ship, that was what he was singing and he explained that though 
it made him miss me even more, it also helped him get through the trip 
before he could come home."
     Dana smiled.  She missed her father, but was glad her mother was 
sharing a memory like that with her.  The tea kettle whistled and Dana 
turned to get it.
     "Tea's ready.  Come and sit down and we can catch up on things." she 
grinned at her mother.
     They both grabbed mugs and then sat down to talk.

-End-


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