From: "Damsel In Blue" Date: Wed, 05 Apr 2000 11:23:54 HST Subject: Non-Sequitur (1/1) by Damsel in Blue Source: xff Title: Non-Sequitur Author: Damsel in Blue Archive: Ephemeral/Gossamer okay. Elsewhere by permission only. Category: VH Rating: G Summary: How to cure the X-Files. Spoilers: Season Seven Today, Mulder and Scully discovered the truth. Not the truth Mulder thought he'd been looking for, but the truth that made everything perfect and made the troubles of the past seven years melt into nothingness. For of course the truth was staring them directly in the face, as many people could have told them - the truth that these people knew could work miracles. In X-Files land, once the truth was discovered, nothing in the past seven years mattered. In fact, nothing in the past seven years had really happened the way Mulder and Scully thought it did. Once the world was right and the truth discovered, all problems would be solved, all losses restored. Mulder was sitting in his office this morning, staring at the pencils still embedded in his ceiling, when the truth struck him like a freight train. His eyes glazed over with its rightness and his heart pounded as he felt it. The feeling took over his entire body and he leapt out of his chair, determined to find Scully and tell her the truth he had just discovered. But words were not necessary. When Mulder accidentally ran her down in the hall as she exchanged morning pleasantries with Skinner, Scully realized the truth as well. Even the coffee that stained her silk blouse could not overcome the power of the realization. She struggled to logically repress the truth, but its power was too strong. Her logical mind could not overcome the knowledge that swept her body in powerful waves and left her weak and light-headed. She sat on the floor, with Skinner fussing over her and yelling at Mulder, knowing the truth. Once discovered, the waves of the truth spread out across the world. In a nearby city, Mrs. Scully felt the change. As she sat drinking her morning tea and reading the newspaper, the world jolted and wavered. The back door opened and a tall, smiling red head entered the house. "Mother!" Melissa exclaimed. "I'm so happy to see you once again." As Mrs. Scully gaped like a fish in astonishment, her mind barely able to process the figure in front of her, Melissa settled into a chair and poured herself a cup of tea. "I'm sorry I couldn't call you sooner. I have been working with my lover, Alex Krycek, for the past several years. He saved me that night and helped me find the perfect job and the perfect home. With the change in the past couple of months, now I can even reveal that I'm still alive to you! Isn't it wonderful?" The truth spread out past the Scully household and reached Martha's Vineyard, where Mrs. Mulder woke up in her own bed, with her photographs beside her. She started and then stared at them, after a quick glance into the almost empty wastebasket. For the previous night she had suffered a terrible nightmare, in which she had burned her pictures and allowed herself to die. She had believed all was hopeless in this dream, yet the summer sun shone through her window now and displaced all her worries. Back in Washington, another agent noticed the fiasco in the hall and hurried over to help. As she offered Scully tissue to dab at the coffee stains, Mulder noticed her for the first time. Her identity shone through the maturity of her face and he once again saw the child of his pictures. "Samantha?" She looked up at him and recognition lit her eyes. "Fox?" The years of suspicion fell away from his shoulders and he stood taller. There was no room for paranoia here, no room for questions or worries. His heart told him this was his sister, and even the ingrained instincts of decades could not stand against it. Even Scully could see the resemblance and for the first time in her life, she wept in gladness rather than sorrow. The rightness of the situation overtook her heart and she told her logical mind to go screw itself. Logic had no place in this existence! For Mulder and Scully had discovered their love for one another, and thus everything was right with the world.