From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org Date: 12 Jan 2002 20:18:55 -0000 Subject: Final Call (Post Ep/Trust No1) by Mary Source: direct Reply To: fwerle@hotmail.com From: Mary Date: January 2001 Title: Final Call Author: Mary Rating: PG13 for one adult word Category: MSR, SA, MA, Scully POV Spoilers: Trust No1 Summary: Mulder and Scully have a final call for happiness Disclaimer: Fox Mulder and Dana Scully belong to CC. Note: After seeing some clips from this episode, this fic started to turn round in my mind. I haven't seen this episode yet so I'm sorry if some facts are not accurate. Anyway, I created a different ending, a HAPPY one, for that's the only thing I can bear. This is dedicated to all of you who sometime thought Mulder and Scully's relationship was only platonical. What show have you been watching???? The sparks were there from episode one! Obviously I'm a total, utter, complete SHIPPER. Viva MSR! I hope you enjoy it as much as me. Send feedback! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Railway Station Midnight I could not believe my eyes when I saw how the dead man fell off the platform and obstructed the tracks. Nor could I believe my ears when I heard the guard commanding to whoever was on the other side of the walkie-talkie to keep the train rolling. Everything around me unfolded as if in slow motion. Fortunately, my determination to reunite with Mulder won the battle over my own numbness. That's how I found myself begging the guard to stop the train. There was only one thought going through my mind: I HAD to see Mulder, no matter what. The anguish I'd been carrying around with me for months had given way to a ray of hope, an almost forgotten friend, when I set up this meeting. Now, faced with the possibility of seeing it shattered, I clung to it even more forcefully. I watched as the train slowed down but I knew the driver had no intention of stopping. Neither had I. "Mulder!!!" I cried with raw desperation, searching for his lovely face in any of the coaches that were passing by. The train was leaving the station and so was my only chance to find the peace I was looking for, for Mulder was the only one who could give it to me and I knew Will and I were the only ones who could do the same for him. Without my noticing it, I had begun to walk in the direction of the train. My feet had decided to show me my way. Something was telling me Mulder was near. I could feel his presence around me, enveloping me like a blanket. I knew with a certainty he was there. Suddenly the back door of the last coach opened widely and I saw him. He was panting almost as much as I was. Through my foggy mind I could see him shouting something at me. Although I wasn't able to make it out in my head, I knew what he was saying in my heart. He was asking me to jump. The pace I had set first quickened so much so that I was beginning to feel the consequences of my exertions. I didn't really care. All I truly wanted and needed was standing a few feet in front of me, hands stretched ready to hoist me in the safety of his arms. I was running with such ferocity now that every cell of my body was in fire. Every step carried a promise, every breath carried a longing. I was almost there. I could feel his strength in every bit of my pores. His resolve was as strong as mine. The tears that had been welling up in my eyes were now falling unrelentingly. My cheeks were red and icy, my breath was coming out in puffs. "Come on, Scully!!! You can do it!!!! Just grab my hand!!! Come on, Baby!!!" That's all it took. To hear his sweet voice that was a melody for my ears gave me the last push to reach him. My hand was stretched in front of me while my frozen fingers were trying desperately to touch him. I didn't mind about the icy feeling at all; one caress of his could warm me up forever. First I felt his hand circling my wrist. Then I felt his arm go round my waist and lift me up. I was finally home. Finally! My hands went automatically around his neck and my legs attached themselves round his waist. I was clinging to him just as much as he was to me. The raw need I felt for this man almost scared me. Almost. I knew I was in shock. My whole body was trembling but my spirit was not. My soul had found its other half. "Shhhh...It's...It's ok..." Through a sea of tears I heard him whisper in my ear. His voice cracked with emotion. I was sobbing my eyes out. Now that I had finally opened the gate, I wasn't able to close it and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. I felt him pick me up and walk with me inside the coach. I hid my face in the hollow of his neck looking for the comfort of his smell. My eyes were closed but I managed to hear Mulder opening and closing what was presumably the door to his compartment. My nails clawed him even deeper when I felt him lay down on the cot with me sitting on his lap. His hold got tighter, if that was possible. "Shhhh, Scully...I'm not going to leave you, never again." I already knew this, but I was beyond myself. "Shhhh, It's ok. I've got you now." I was too highly-strung to relax. But I had to try. So I rested my head on his heart and listened to his strong heartbeat. It had the desired effect. It always had. But the soothing sensation didn't last long. When I heard the door being opened I jumped a mile and clutched Mulder's sweater even tighter. "Sir, You can't..." I imagined what kind of look Mulder must have given him for he shut up instantly. "OF COURSE I CAN! NOW CLOSE THE DOOR AND LEAVE US THE F*CK ALONE!" I felt him take something from his pocket and threw it at who I supposed was the conductor. After retrieving whatever it was that Mulder flung at him, he closed the door and left us alone. I started sobbing anew, this time more forcefully than before. My wails were akin to nothing I'd ever heard before, at least coming from me. All the anguish I had been harboring inside was eating me away. Mulder knew I needed to let it all out; that's why he didn't try to stop me. He needed to do it too, for that matter. But somehow he held back, simply sobbing quietly with me. "AAAAAhhhhhhhh....Aaaaahhhhh....Mulderrrrrrr....please, don't leave me again.....pleaseeeee...." "I won't, Scully. I swear. Shhhh..." His tears were mixing with mine while he was kissing my face. "AAAhhhh....I can't take it an....any more...." I was hiccuping now which made breathing even worse. Mulder kept caressing me everywhere, trying to soothe me. "hic...Aahhhh...hic....I wan...I wanna-hic-go with-hic-you- hic, wherever you-hic-go." "Shhhhh. Scully, I swearrrrr, we wo...won't be apart any more." "ple-hic-ase....let's go-hic-take William and-hic-leave. I don't care whe-hic-re, I don't care-hic-if we have to go under or live-hic-in a cave. As long as we are together-hic- the three of us. Pleaseeeee..." He took my face between my hands and it was the first time that night that I could see his face clearly. My God! He looked as haggard as I did or even more. I couldn't begin to fathom how much this had affected him too. I, at least, had William. He'd had no one. Until now. I made a vow to myself never to leave his side for as long as I lived. "Scully, look at me. I'm not, I repeat I-am-not going to leave you or Will. These past two months I understood how empty and meaningless my life is without you two. I want both of you with me for the long haul, wherever it is we have to go." I finally couldn't contain myself and kissed him. I kissed him with all I had in me. This was our last chance, our final call for happiness. After a while, I felt him release my lips. "I'm gonna call the Gunmen, Scully. We need to leave today." I could barely hold my excitement now. We were going to be together, forever, the three of us. I could hardly wait. I only relinquished my grip to hand him my phone. "Frohicke?...Yes, it's me...please, Frohicke, I need to ask you a big favor...it's D-day...yes, I'm gonna need everything set up in an hour....I'm on a southbound train headed for.....Oh! I forgot who I was talking to..." A small smile tugged at my lips. I already knew the Gunmen where monitoring Mulder's train. God! I had so much to thank them for! "Yeah....all right....no, just tell her Scully needs to see her immediately. She knows you, guys. She'll know you are not lying.....I gotta go, man....see you in an hour." I hadn't thought about mom, what this would do to her. The mere idea of not seeing her again, at least not in the near future, tore at my heart. But there was no other way out. Fifty minutes later I felt Mulder's soft voice trying to wake me up. The constant motion of the engine had lulled me to sleep. After months of worries I had finally been able to relax, without any nightmares plaguing my rest. "Wake up, sleepyhead. We are about to get off." "mmmmmmm......I haven't been that comfortable for months." "Don't worry. You're going to enjoy your Mulder pillow every night from now on." The solemnity of his words made me tear up again. "Damn! Mulder! Don't you think I've cried enough already?" He smiled at me and my heart melted. We hugged and kissed until we heard the whistle signaling our stop. We tried to leave the train as fast and inconspicuously as possible. The night gave us a better chance at hiding. We treaded through a dark path next to the station that had not been designed for people's walking. Nevertheless, it gave us the shelter we needed. Two miles off the station we saw the Gunmen's van practically hidden in the bushes. Those colors were unmistakable to us. We rushed to the van with our last remaining strength, eager to be reunited as a family. If Mulder's smile was not indication enough for the love he felt for his son, the tears of happiness he was shedding while hugging him were a mirror of the same affection we shared. My tears resurfaced when I hugged my mother. I wasn't sure what her reaction to this would be but one look at her showed me how much she understood. Anyway, I felt the need to explain my reasons to her. "Mom...You...you followed dad everywhere...without looking back...I can't...I..." "Shhhhh, baby. I understand." That's all she said. And that's all I needed to hear. I just nodded and hugged her again. "Excuse me?" Byers coughed. "I think we should get going. It's too dangerous to stay here." "Byers's right. Let's get in." We all jumped in the van, the Gunmen in front, Mulder, my mom and me at the back. Neither the father nor the son wanted to let go of each other. It's amazing how babies recognize their parents and William was no exception. I saw the way they looked at each other; one with total recognition, the other with total admiration. I had no doubts in my heart this was going to work. I huddled close to my Mulder seeking his warmth. He put his left arm round me and held me close. His eyes had a sparkle I hadn't seen for a long time. I was determined to keep it there for as long I could breathe. If there was somebody on this planet that deserved to be happy, it was Mulder and I would make sure it was worth it. The Gunmen dropped us at a car rental company that was, fortunately, opened 24/7. After a hasty goodbye they left, taking my mom with them and leaving us with a bunch of bags, fake ids, credit cards and other documents that had been carefully prepared beforehand. This was D-day. We knew we wouldn't see them for a while. But soon, sadness gave way to joy. We were finally together. We had a final call for happiness and we embraced it. THE END