From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org Date: 3 Jan 2002 11:23:14 -0000 Subject: Come what may Part 1 by Sherry C Source: direct Reply To: danalovesfox@hotmail.com TITLE: Come what may Part 1 - Mulder AUTHOR: Sherry C Archive: Please ask me first. Feedback: Please. Send to danalovesfox@hotmail.com RATING: G CLASSIFICATION: V/S/R KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully romance, Mulder POV SUMMARY: He's gone... then? Disclaimer: Characters belong to Chris Carter & 1013 production I've checked scripts from the Tiny Dancer's X-Files Episode Guide. I look at my phone. With just a few touches, I can talk to her. "Hello?" I hear her voice. I'm so afraid so I hang up. Afraid of what? Even I don't get it. I'm so far away from her. So I tried to write her a letter. I'm thinking about how I'll write about my feelings about her. But all the words come into my mind at night but I can't write down any. What I have the next day is only white paper and my black pen. I try to write down something the next day. I try hard to think about what to write down. Things that I've been through come across my mind. "Sorry, nobody down here but the FBI's most unwanted." "Agent Mulder. I'm Dana Scully, I've been assigned to work with you." I still remember the very first day I've met her. I kept saying to myself, never believe my partner who was sent to spy on me. But her voice was attrative enough to capture anybody's heart. She had a pretty face, long hair nicely trimmed reaching her shoulder with a little curl at the end. "What are they? Mulder, what are they?" When she walked in, turned around and slipped off her robe, I knew she was trusting me. It was our very first case, we've met only for a few days but she was trusting me. I opened up my mind to her, starting to trust her. "I think it's remotely plausible that someone might think you're hot." "Mulder, you're the only one I trust." "I have never met anyone so passionate and dedicated to a belief as you. It's so intense that sometimes it's blinding. But there are others who are watching you, who know what I know and whereas I can respect and admire your passion, they will use it against you. Mulder, the truth is out there but so are lies." "If there's an ice tea in that bag, could be love." "Must be fate, Mulder. Root beer." "I need your help! Mulder!" I'm still very sorry to her about what happened at that night with Duane Barry. I should have known it earlier. I wiped off the sauce on her face when we were having ribs in the Red Museum. I don't want to even think about Donnie Pfaster. But she met my gaze, I held her, she kept her arms crossed in front of herself. But then allowed me to hold her. I held her tight and strong. I don't want to forget that. "You go ahead and drink it." "No, Mulder!" "It's the only logical choice, Scully. You're a woman. Your life expectancy is greater, and your body retains more water in fatty tissues." "That's more reason for you to drink it." "You have a much greater chance of surviving until help comes." "Don't do this, Mulder." "Don't be so stubborn, Scully. You know I'm right." "Well, there isn't much liquid to make a difference anyway." "There might be." Though we both didn't have the liquid, I'm glad we survived. That's how I'm still alive and missing her. "Mulder, you don't have to do this. You're stronger than this." "Your turn, Scully. Got to play by the rules. Pull the trigger, Mulder." "Mulder, fight him. You can fight this." "Come on. Pull the trigger, Mulder. She shot you, I read it in her files. Payback time... shoot the little spy!" "I'm going to kill you, Modell." "Yeah, pull the trigger, you get another crack at me." "Scully, run! Scully..." I still remember her face, just about to cry, eyes widen, breathing shallowly. "No, how much you're like Ahab. You're so consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or its mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology." "Scully, are you coming on to me?" But I'm glad we had some talk about joyful stuff. We were working so hard for so long. "Mulder, I can't kid myself. People live with cancer. They carry on, and so will I. You know I've got things to finish, to prove to myself, to my family ... but for my own reasons." "Come on back." She smiled and we hugged each other. I kissed her gently on the forehead. Looking back, there were so many hard times but I've come over those things. But why not now? I picked up the phone again. =To be continued= TITLE: Come what may Part 2 - Scully AUTHOR: Sherry C Archive: Please ask me first. Feedback: Please. Send to danalovesfox@hotmail.com RATING: G CLASSIFICATION: V/S/R KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully romance, Mulder POV SUMMARY: He's gone... then? Disclaimer: Characters belong to Chris Carter & 1013 production The song "Come what may" belongs to Ewan McGregor & Nicole Kidman. I've checked scripts from the Tiny Dancer's X-Files Episode Guide and from the site http://www.inimation.com/xfilesgame/transcri.htm "Hello? Mulder, is that you? Hello?" Again. The phone is disconnected. I look back on times, joyful times we shared. "Scully, I can't let you take the blame. Because of your brother, because of your mother, and because I couldn't live with it. To live the lie, you have to believe it. Like these men who deceive us, who gave you this disease. We all have our faith, and mine is in the truth." "Then why'd you come here if you'd already made up your mind?" "Because I knew you'd talk me out of it if I was making a mistake." "You'll be in my prayers." Then he kissed me on the cheek. I know the cancer, it's a painful memory, but I know because of the people who loved me, I could overcome those pains. "Why don't you sing .. something." "No ... Mulder." "Well, if you sing something, I'll know you're awake." "Mulder, you don't want me to sing. I can't carry a tune." "It doesn't matter. Just sing anything." If he comes back, I could sing whenever he wants. At that time, I was really tired. I had no enthusiasm. I can't forget the song "Walking in Memphis." Mulder turned and held his hand out to me. I was very surprised, but took his hand and let him pulled me into his arms. BUT DO I REALLY FEEL THE WAY I FEEL? "Scully ?" "Yes?" "Marry me." "I was hoping for something a little more helpful." It was not such a good time. If he said it in better time, I could have said "Yes." Who knows? "You have to be willing to see." "I wish it were that simple." "Scully, you have to believe me. Nobody else on this whole damn planet does or ever will. You are my one in five billion." When I found the X-Files office totally destroyed, I didn't know what I should do. I walked toward Mulder, put my hands on his upper arms. I laid my head on his chest, and held him. I thought it was all over. But the X-files re-opened. I was glad. "Hey, Scully." "Yes?" "I love you." "Oh, brother..." I turned away and leaved the room. I know he meant it, but I didn't know what to do then. He was a patient in the hospital. "I'm out of the Bureau. I've been censured and relieved of my position." "No. You can explain it to them like you explained it to me. You have the data. You can make them understand. You can get your job back." "I'd kiss you if you weren't so damn ugly." I felt that Mulder is really good-looking guy. I just didn't think about it so seriously because we see each other nearly everyday, but to see him as Morris, I kept saying to myself, "Mulder, you are a damn good looking man." "You want to make that honeymoon video now?" "Rob and Laura Petrie?" "Pee-trie." "Mulder, if we ever go undercover again I get to choose the names, okay?" "Sure it is. It's unexplained. What do you want, aliens? Tractor beams?" "Wow. Admit it, you just want to play house." "Woman, get back in here and make me a sandwich!" What should I do? Just smile and throw my gloves at his head. "Did I not make myself clear?" He patted the bed beside him seductively and waggled his eyebrows at me. "Come on, Laura, you know... we're married now." "Scully, Mulder. Good night." "The thrill is gone." "The bat-talking about the bat. Now, don't strangle it. You just want to shake hands with it. "Hello, Mr. Bat. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." "Oh, no, no, Ms. Scully. The pleasure's all mine." "How you threw away a promising career in medicine... to hunt aliens with a crackpot, albeit brilliant, partner." "Getting into the heart of a global conspiracy. Your obscenely overdue triple-X bill. Oh, I... I'm sorry, Scully. Those last two problems are mine, not yours." "Shut up, Mulder. I'm playing baseball." We were trapped underground then got out. In ambulance, Mulder weakly turned his head toward me and stretched his hand out to me. I reached for him and I grasped his hand. "You... were my friend, and you told me the truth. Even when the world was falling apart, you were my constant... my touchstone." "And you are mine." Mulder looked at the kissing couples, then I felt his gaze on me. He leaned down toward me. Then we kissed. "Blow your nose, Scully." "Mulder..." "Blow your nose." "Ah-choo." "Ta-da." "Amazing!" "The Great Muldeeni." "I don't know if you noticed but, um, I never made the world a happier place." "Well, I'm fairly happy. That's something." "It has to end sometime. That time is now." "Mulder..." "Scully, you have to understand that they're taking abductees. You're an abductee. I'm not going to risk...... losing you." "I won't let you go alone." "See what's weird is... this sounds, and this sounds really weird, I know, but I, I just wouldn't want this to come between us." "Yeah. I know... I, I understand. I do." "Well ... the answer is "yes." "It was my last chance." "Never give up on a miracle." "Hi." "Who are you?" "Oh, my god. Don't do that to me." "Anybody miss me?" "Is that for me?" "Yeah." "Nice package." "Thank you." "What's the occasion?" "Oh, uh, I was going through some stuff after my mother died and, um, it's just an old family keepsake and I wanted you to have it." "Well, I'm touched." "From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth... about how... and why. And I know that you feared it, too." "I think what we feared were the possibilities. The truth we both know." "Which is what?" The scenes we've been through comes up to my mind, it has been such a long year. All I want right now is.. I just want Mulder sneak into my house one night, persuade me to go to somewhere safe, just three of us. There is a knock on the door, through the peephole I see Mulder with a wide grin. "Mulder? Is that you?" I open the door. "Hey... I... I just lost my speech. Well. I've been thinking about the old days of us. Good days.." He gives me a very suspicious look. "Really? Me.. too." I smile. "I've been thinking.. we can just go to wherever it's safe for you, for me, and for William." "That's why I came Scully. I thought if I'm gone, it would be safe for two of you, but I miss you so much. I miss William. Why can't we be together because there are some dangers out there? Let's face it. If I'm with you and William, I'd go anywhere." "You were the one keep calling me right?" "Yeah..." "Never knew I could feel like this. It's like... I've never seen the skies before." "Want to vanish in your kiss, Scully." Last kiss was kiss of goodbye but this time, I know this is a kiss for eternity. "Everyday I love you more.. and more.." "Come what may, Mulder. I'll love you. I'll always.. love you." "Until my dying day..Scully." ************************************* This is how I want season 9 to end. I know it'll never happen, but I just wanted to flash back the happy moments of M&S. Whatever... :)