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colebaltblueTitle: Variations on a Theme
Author: colebaltblue
Artist: TLynnfic
Word Count: 21,000 (this chapter 2,600)
Rating: PG
Warnings: no specific ones
Summary: Alternate universe. Dr. Dana Scully is a medical examiner for the city and county of San Francisco when she is assigned the Jane Doe #19292. In Washington, D.C. behavioral sciences unit FBI agent Fox Mulder becomes interested in Jane Doe #19292 and heads out to San Francisco to investigate. The rest, they say, is history.
Author's Notes: Written for the X-Files Big Bang 2010. Many, many, many thanks to Tracy and Cass for their comments, critiques, and corrections.
7:06 am
August 8, 1993
San Francisco City Medical Examiner's Office
San Francisco, CA
Scully slipped into her office and set her stuff down. She had sat up with Mulder the night before, staring at the television, but not really watching. He must’ve carried her into her bedroom sometime after she had fallen asleep because she woke up in her bed with her shoes off, but still wearing her clothes from the night before. Mulder was sound asleep on her couch with the TV still on. She’d changed and slipped out the door quietly.
Just like she had figured, the autopsy report sat on her desk, mostly filled out by George and awaiting a few of her notations and signature. The building was still fairly quiet and no one was there yet. She would get to the report in a few minutes, but first she had some tests to run. She pulled a folder out of her bag and headed off down the hall.
She let herself into the lab looked around. In the corner, bent over a lab table sat the girl she was looking for. Scully let the door close behind her.
“Hi, Ana,” she said, walking forward. The pretty girl looked up and pushed her glasses up her nose.
“Hi, Doctor Scully,” she responded with a smile. Ana Munoz was studying at UCSF for her doctorate and doing research on DNA testing in the medical examiner’s lab. Scully was Ana’s contact at the office, although the lab director was her research director. “What can I do for you?”
Scully handed Ana the file she was holding. In it contained Melissa’s, Emily’s, and Jane Doe’s DNA profiles, and vial of Scully’s blood collected that morning. She hadn’t intended to test her own blood, but had decided at the last minute to use it as a reference against Melissa’s. “Can you test the DNA in the blood and compare it to the other three profiles and let me know if there is any relation between the profiles?”
“Sure, Doctor Scully, I can get it back to you tomorrow?”
“Thanks Ana. Oh, and can you not say anything about it, either? It’s not part of an official investigation for our office, but rather based on a hunch I have about one of our cases.”
Ana nodded and took the file. The lie was close enough to the truth for Scully. She turned and headed back to her office.
Mulder met her for lunch at a coffee shop downtown. She told him about the profile she had asked Ana to run and he nodded, agreeing with her. Halfway through lunch he tried to casually bring up the topic of Ethan, but could tell from Scully’s rueful smile he hadn’t quite succeeded.
“I met Ethan because he was looking for Melissa.”
Mulder looked at her in surprise.
“He had seen her work in a coffee shop in Berkeley and had come looking for her. I was her last official address. I let him take me out a few times, but I wouldn’t tell him where she was. Eventually I arranged for them to meet. He had put two and two together over the bank robbery and Melissa’s work and was trying to do a story on how violent crime victims move on.
“We didn’t stop going out, even after he met Melissa and he was there for me when she died.”
“And now?” Mulder asked, curious.
“It’s too confusing now, Mulder.”
Mulder nodded at her. Ethan reminded her of Melissa too much and now that everything she knew about Melissa was changing, he could understand her not wanting Ethan around. It was convenient, he thought to himself, not to have to deal with the boyfriend when he slept on her couch.
“I’m going to San Jose this afternoon - I want to see if I can learn anything from that fertility clinic,” Mulder tells her.
“Be careful, Mulder,” she tells him as she leaves him in front of the diner, heading back towards her office.
Her afternoon was quiet and uneventful. She wished it hadn’t been because it gave her too much time to think. Her boss had even noticed as he caught her staring off into space as she sat at her desk. She had jumped when she realized he had been trying to get her attention. Her mind was on the DNA tests with Ana.
Mulder wasn’t at her apartment when she got home, but arrived a few minutes later. He had a stack of pictures with him and breathlessly showed them to her. They were shots of a pretty brown haired nurse coming and going from the office. Her head began to hurt when he told her that he was sure the woman was his sister.
“Mulder...” she had said, before getting up and walking back to her bedroom. She needed a minute to process everything. More than a minute, she decided, she needed a lifetime. His cell phone rang.
When he hung up, she emerged from her bedroom. He was picking up his bag.
“I’m going back to Washington,” he said, looking at her. She nodded, not asking why.
“Scully?”
She looked at him.
He sighed, not knowing what to say.
Finally, “Be careful, ok?” He stepped forward and after a moment’s hesitation leaned forward and kissed her softly on the cheek.
“I’ll call you,” he said, just before he walked out the door.
Scully nodded at the empty space of her living room before spying the pizza box on her coffee table. She sat down heavily on her couch and stared at the blank TV.
10:25 am
August 8, 1993
Hart Building, Senator Matheson’s Office
Washington, D.C.
Mulder walked in to the large and richly decorated office of the senior senator. Matheson sat behind his desk, hands steepled in front of his face.
“I’ve set up a meeting for you with Walter Skinner at the FBI,” the Senator began.
“The AD for the X Files,” Mulder supplied.
Matheson regarded him shrewdly.
“Mulder, I’ve helped you at great personal risk to myself and my career”
Mulder smiled, reminded of the careful negotiations he used to witness between the upper-class in his home state of Massachusetts. No one was a straight shooter and everything involved doublespeak. Matheson was telling him that he owed him. Mulder already knew that and inclined his head in response.
Matheson seemed satisfied. “Skinner will offer you a job on the X files, Mulder. I want you to take it. Your current investigation involving that pretty doctor from San Francisco is interesting to me and I want you in a position with the FBI so you can continue with more investigations.”
And the ‘report back to me about them’, was left unsaid, but was understood by both.
Mulder stood up and reached out to shake the senators hand. He thanked him with a smile and left.
A message to see Assistant Director Skinner right away was waiting for him when he arrived back at the FBI. He found his office quickly and walked in. Skinner sat behind his desk, looking a bit uncomfortable. The source of his discomfort was leaning against a file cabinet to Mulder’s right, smoking a cigarette. The cigarette smoking man nodded at Mulder and Mulder quickly realized that while his meeting was with Skinner, it was the man with the cigarette who was really in charge.
“Agent Mulder,” Skinner said, pulling what Mulder assumed was his personal file towards him. “I’ve had an opening in a small division I oversee. It’s called the X Files.”
“I’m aware of the division,” Mulder said quickly, establishing the fact that he was aware of what was going on despite the fact that the meeting was most likely meant to be intimidating.
Skinner seemed genuinely surprised, but the cigarette smoking man just smiled and took another drag on his cigarette.
“You’ll be assigned as senior agent to the X files with Agent Alex Krycek under you starting tomorrow,” Skinner continued.
“No.” Mulder interrupted. Now it was the cigarette smoking man’s turn to look surprised. Skinner didn’t, though, and smiled ruefully. Mulder reconsidered Skinner.
“Then who do you propose?” The man said.
Mulder looked at him, and then back at Skinner, who was considering him.
“Come to me with Krycek’s replacement tomorrow and we’ll discuss it,” Skinner answered, staring hard at Mulder. Mulder knew that he’d be supported by Skinner and nodded. The cigarette smoking man let them have the victory, although Mulder knew that he didn’t have to. He looked at him and considered. There was something much bigger at work here, he decided, and Skinner and himself were just pawns. Perhaps even Matheson and the cigarette smoking man were too.
Mulder stood up and nodded. Skinner handed him a folder.
“You’ll find all the information you need in there. The office is in the basement.”
Mulder turned and left without looking at the man in the corner again. He opened the folder just outside Skinner’s office door and looked at the key inside. He knew who he was going to ask to work with him.
8:05 am
August 9, 1993
San Francisco City Medical Examiner's Office
San Francisco, CA
Doctor Scully slipped into her office and set her briefcase down. A plain manila folder sat on top of her inbox and she knew immediately what it was. Bless Ana, she thought. She sat down and pulled the folder towards her, wondering briefly if she should call Mulder before she opened it. Opening the contents of the folder does not change anything, she said to herself, the truth was in there and whether I see it or not will not change the fact that it is still the truth.
I want to believe, she told herself, and opened the folder.
She wasn't shocked, or even really surprised. The profiles of Emily and Jane Doe matched Melissa's and showed quite clearly that they were her daughters. It also showed that she was a close female relation. She was an aunt to at least two murdered nieces that she never even knew she had. Scully took a deep breath and jumped slightly as her phone rang. She picked it up.
"Scully," she said, half expecting Mulder to be on the other end. She felt her heart drop though when she heard her boss on the other end, summoning her into his office. Looking down at the DNA results in front of her she knew that nothing good come of this.
Walking in to the office and seeing Krycek there casually leaning against the file cabinets did nothing to quell the ominous feelings that she was about to really not like the following conversation.
"Doctor Scully," her boss began, friendly enough, but Krycek's smile was predatory. "I understand you worked with the FBI on a recent case, Jane Doe 19292?" he asked, opening the familiar file on his desk.
"Yes, Agent Mulder contacted me and I answered his questions regarding Jane Doe."
"And a Jane Doe from Marin?"
Scully shifted slightly, caught off-guard by the question. Krycek gaze never wavered from her. "I consulted with my college in Marin County regarding a case with similar characteristics to our Jane Doe."
"At the FBI's request?" he asked, steel in his voice.
"At Agent Mulder's request, sir," she answered carefully.
"Do you do many things at Agent Mulder's request?" he asked, folding his hands in front of him on the table.
Suddenly Scully was aware of exactly what this meeting was about. She looked at Krycek and narrowed her eyes. He met her gaze. She broke it to look back at her boss.
"I assisted Agent Mulder within the bounds of my job here as a medical examiner for the city and county of San Francisco."
"I see," came the curt reply.
Scully knew she was burning a bridge.
"Well, then," he said, sitting up and looking up at Agent Krycek. "I suppose you have a choice to make Doctor Scully. You can either go back to your office, and we can forget this whole little incident occurred including any work with the FBI. Or, you can clear out your desk and find a new position. With our full support, of course."
"Of course," she repeated carefully, perfectly aware of what was being offered to her. She thought for a moment, gaze slipping to Krycek's smug smile and her boss's painful gaze.
Dad's going to kill me, she thought to herself.
"Sir, I'd like to thank you for the opportunity you've given me. I'll work with George to finalize any outstanding reports I have and have my desk cleared out by the end of the day." She stood up and nodded to Krycek. Your move, she thought. He gave her a calculating look, but didn't seem as surprised and she thought he would. Her boss looked vaguely disappointed.
"Doctor Scully," he started.
"Thank you, Doctor Scully," Krycek interrupted. Her boss looked uncomfortable.
She nodded and turned to leave but paused on the thresholds. “Tell me, Agent Krycek,” she asked softly, looking at him with cold fire glinting in her eyes. “What happened to Jennifer Marlowe?”
Krycek’s smile was cold and calculating. “I don’t see how that’s any of your concern, doctor,” he replied.
Scully nodded once and strode out of the office with her head held high.
George was waiting for her in her office.
"Ana told me she saw you disappear into the boss's office right after that creepy FBI agent did," he said at her questioning look.
She gave him a soft smile. "Do you think we can wrap everything up by the end of the day, George?"
George nodded. "So that's it then?"
"That's it," she replied.
George nodded and stood. "Doctor Scully, if there is anything…"
Scully smiled at him and shook her head.
"Right. Well then, I'll be back with files for you to sign, Doctor Scully. We can go over any outstanding cases before the end of the day."
"Thank you, George."
George shut the door behind him. Scully let her shoulders fell. Doing the right thing, taking the high road, whatever this was that she was doing was not going to be easy.
Her phone rang and she eyed it unsure if it was worth it. She snatched it in the middle of the second ring.
"Scully," she said.
"Hey," came the familiar voice on the other end.
"Hi," she said sounding a bit more relieved than she meant to.
"Scully, I have a proposition for you. Take all the time you need to think about it, but I hope you'll say yes."
"To what, Mulder?"
"I've been put at the head of a division here at the FBI that investigates the unsolvable cases. Cases like Jane Doe and Emily's and others."
"Congratulations," she said.
"I get to pick any agents I want to work with me," he began.
Scully was silent, not sure where he was going.
"With a medical degree already, you could be fast-tracked through the training at Quantico."
"Mulder," she said, warningly.
"I could really use someone with your expertise, Scully. And scientific mind."
"Mulder," she started, preparing her argument as to why she couldn't move out to D.C. join the FBI, and start working for him in the unsolvable division. Then she stopped and looked down at the DNA profiles of Jane Doe and Emily staring back at her.
"Scully?' he asked.
The truth is out there.
the end.
Author: colebaltblue
Artist: TLynnfic
Word Count: 21,000 (this chapter 2,600)
Rating: PG
Warnings: no specific ones
Summary: Alternate universe. Dr. Dana Scully is a medical examiner for the city and county of San Francisco when she is assigned the Jane Doe #19292. In Washington, D.C. behavioral sciences unit FBI agent Fox Mulder becomes interested in Jane Doe #19292 and heads out to San Francisco to investigate. The rest, they say, is history.
Author's Notes: Written for the X-Files Big Bang 2010. Many, many, many thanks to Tracy and Cass for their comments, critiques, and corrections.
7:06 am
August 8, 1993
San Francisco City Medical Examiner's Office
San Francisco, CA
Scully slipped into her office and set her stuff down. She had sat up with Mulder the night before, staring at the television, but not really watching. He must’ve carried her into her bedroom sometime after she had fallen asleep because she woke up in her bed with her shoes off, but still wearing her clothes from the night before. Mulder was sound asleep on her couch with the TV still on. She’d changed and slipped out the door quietly.
Just like she had figured, the autopsy report sat on her desk, mostly filled out by George and awaiting a few of her notations and signature. The building was still fairly quiet and no one was there yet. She would get to the report in a few minutes, but first she had some tests to run. She pulled a folder out of her bag and headed off down the hall.
She let herself into the lab looked around. In the corner, bent over a lab table sat the girl she was looking for. Scully let the door close behind her.
“Hi, Ana,” she said, walking forward. The pretty girl looked up and pushed her glasses up her nose.
“Hi, Doctor Scully,” she responded with a smile. Ana Munoz was studying at UCSF for her doctorate and doing research on DNA testing in the medical examiner’s lab. Scully was Ana’s contact at the office, although the lab director was her research director. “What can I do for you?”
Scully handed Ana the file she was holding. In it contained Melissa’s, Emily’s, and Jane Doe’s DNA profiles, and vial of Scully’s blood collected that morning. She hadn’t intended to test her own blood, but had decided at the last minute to use it as a reference against Melissa’s. “Can you test the DNA in the blood and compare it to the other three profiles and let me know if there is any relation between the profiles?”
“Sure, Doctor Scully, I can get it back to you tomorrow?”
“Thanks Ana. Oh, and can you not say anything about it, either? It’s not part of an official investigation for our office, but rather based on a hunch I have about one of our cases.”
Ana nodded and took the file. The lie was close enough to the truth for Scully. She turned and headed back to her office.
Mulder met her for lunch at a coffee shop downtown. She told him about the profile she had asked Ana to run and he nodded, agreeing with her. Halfway through lunch he tried to casually bring up the topic of Ethan, but could tell from Scully’s rueful smile he hadn’t quite succeeded.
“I met Ethan because he was looking for Melissa.”
Mulder looked at her in surprise.
“He had seen her work in a coffee shop in Berkeley and had come looking for her. I was her last official address. I let him take me out a few times, but I wouldn’t tell him where she was. Eventually I arranged for them to meet. He had put two and two together over the bank robbery and Melissa’s work and was trying to do a story on how violent crime victims move on.
“We didn’t stop going out, even after he met Melissa and he was there for me when she died.”
“And now?” Mulder asked, curious.
“It’s too confusing now, Mulder.”
Mulder nodded at her. Ethan reminded her of Melissa too much and now that everything she knew about Melissa was changing, he could understand her not wanting Ethan around. It was convenient, he thought to himself, not to have to deal with the boyfriend when he slept on her couch.
“I’m going to San Jose this afternoon - I want to see if I can learn anything from that fertility clinic,” Mulder tells her.
“Be careful, Mulder,” she tells him as she leaves him in front of the diner, heading back towards her office.
Her afternoon was quiet and uneventful. She wished it hadn’t been because it gave her too much time to think. Her boss had even noticed as he caught her staring off into space as she sat at her desk. She had jumped when she realized he had been trying to get her attention. Her mind was on the DNA tests with Ana.
Mulder wasn’t at her apartment when she got home, but arrived a few minutes later. He had a stack of pictures with him and breathlessly showed them to her. They were shots of a pretty brown haired nurse coming and going from the office. Her head began to hurt when he told her that he was sure the woman was his sister.
“Mulder...” she had said, before getting up and walking back to her bedroom. She needed a minute to process everything. More than a minute, she decided, she needed a lifetime. His cell phone rang.
When he hung up, she emerged from her bedroom. He was picking up his bag.
“I’m going back to Washington,” he said, looking at her. She nodded, not asking why.
“Scully?”
She looked at him.
He sighed, not knowing what to say.
Finally, “Be careful, ok?” He stepped forward and after a moment’s hesitation leaned forward and kissed her softly on the cheek.
“I’ll call you,” he said, just before he walked out the door.
Scully nodded at the empty space of her living room before spying the pizza box on her coffee table. She sat down heavily on her couch and stared at the blank TV.
10:25 am
August 8, 1993
Hart Building, Senator Matheson’s Office
Washington, D.C.
Mulder walked in to the large and richly decorated office of the senior senator. Matheson sat behind his desk, hands steepled in front of his face.
“I’ve set up a meeting for you with Walter Skinner at the FBI,” the Senator began.
“The AD for the X Files,” Mulder supplied.
Matheson regarded him shrewdly.
“Mulder, I’ve helped you at great personal risk to myself and my career”
Mulder smiled, reminded of the careful negotiations he used to witness between the upper-class in his home state of Massachusetts. No one was a straight shooter and everything involved doublespeak. Matheson was telling him that he owed him. Mulder already knew that and inclined his head in response.
Matheson seemed satisfied. “Skinner will offer you a job on the X files, Mulder. I want you to take it. Your current investigation involving that pretty doctor from San Francisco is interesting to me and I want you in a position with the FBI so you can continue with more investigations.”
And the ‘report back to me about them’, was left unsaid, but was understood by both.
Mulder stood up and reached out to shake the senators hand. He thanked him with a smile and left.
A message to see Assistant Director Skinner right away was waiting for him when he arrived back at the FBI. He found his office quickly and walked in. Skinner sat behind his desk, looking a bit uncomfortable. The source of his discomfort was leaning against a file cabinet to Mulder’s right, smoking a cigarette. The cigarette smoking man nodded at Mulder and Mulder quickly realized that while his meeting was with Skinner, it was the man with the cigarette who was really in charge.
“Agent Mulder,” Skinner said, pulling what Mulder assumed was his personal file towards him. “I’ve had an opening in a small division I oversee. It’s called the X Files.”
“I’m aware of the division,” Mulder said quickly, establishing the fact that he was aware of what was going on despite the fact that the meeting was most likely meant to be intimidating.
Skinner seemed genuinely surprised, but the cigarette smoking man just smiled and took another drag on his cigarette.
“You’ll be assigned as senior agent to the X files with Agent Alex Krycek under you starting tomorrow,” Skinner continued.
“No.” Mulder interrupted. Now it was the cigarette smoking man’s turn to look surprised. Skinner didn’t, though, and smiled ruefully. Mulder reconsidered Skinner.
“Then who do you propose?” The man said.
Mulder looked at him, and then back at Skinner, who was considering him.
“Come to me with Krycek’s replacement tomorrow and we’ll discuss it,” Skinner answered, staring hard at Mulder. Mulder knew that he’d be supported by Skinner and nodded. The cigarette smoking man let them have the victory, although Mulder knew that he didn’t have to. He looked at him and considered. There was something much bigger at work here, he decided, and Skinner and himself were just pawns. Perhaps even Matheson and the cigarette smoking man were too.
Mulder stood up and nodded. Skinner handed him a folder.
“You’ll find all the information you need in there. The office is in the basement.”
Mulder turned and left without looking at the man in the corner again. He opened the folder just outside Skinner’s office door and looked at the key inside. He knew who he was going to ask to work with him.
8:05 am
August 9, 1993
San Francisco City Medical Examiner's Office
San Francisco, CA
Doctor Scully slipped into her office and set her briefcase down. A plain manila folder sat on top of her inbox and she knew immediately what it was. Bless Ana, she thought. She sat down and pulled the folder towards her, wondering briefly if she should call Mulder before she opened it. Opening the contents of the folder does not change anything, she said to herself, the truth was in there and whether I see it or not will not change the fact that it is still the truth.
I want to believe, she told herself, and opened the folder.
She wasn't shocked, or even really surprised. The profiles of Emily and Jane Doe matched Melissa's and showed quite clearly that they were her daughters. It also showed that she was a close female relation. She was an aunt to at least two murdered nieces that she never even knew she had. Scully took a deep breath and jumped slightly as her phone rang. She picked it up.
"Scully," she said, half expecting Mulder to be on the other end. She felt her heart drop though when she heard her boss on the other end, summoning her into his office. Looking down at the DNA results in front of her she knew that nothing good come of this.
Walking in to the office and seeing Krycek there casually leaning against the file cabinets did nothing to quell the ominous feelings that she was about to really not like the following conversation.
"Doctor Scully," her boss began, friendly enough, but Krycek's smile was predatory. "I understand you worked with the FBI on a recent case, Jane Doe 19292?" he asked, opening the familiar file on his desk.
"Yes, Agent Mulder contacted me and I answered his questions regarding Jane Doe."
"And a Jane Doe from Marin?"
Scully shifted slightly, caught off-guard by the question. Krycek gaze never wavered from her. "I consulted with my college in Marin County regarding a case with similar characteristics to our Jane Doe."
"At the FBI's request?" he asked, steel in his voice.
"At Agent Mulder's request, sir," she answered carefully.
"Do you do many things at Agent Mulder's request?" he asked, folding his hands in front of him on the table.
Suddenly Scully was aware of exactly what this meeting was about. She looked at Krycek and narrowed her eyes. He met her gaze. She broke it to look back at her boss.
"I assisted Agent Mulder within the bounds of my job here as a medical examiner for the city and county of San Francisco."
"I see," came the curt reply.
Scully knew she was burning a bridge.
"Well, then," he said, sitting up and looking up at Agent Krycek. "I suppose you have a choice to make Doctor Scully. You can either go back to your office, and we can forget this whole little incident occurred including any work with the FBI. Or, you can clear out your desk and find a new position. With our full support, of course."
"Of course," she repeated carefully, perfectly aware of what was being offered to her. She thought for a moment, gaze slipping to Krycek's smug smile and her boss's painful gaze.
Dad's going to kill me, she thought to herself.
"Sir, I'd like to thank you for the opportunity you've given me. I'll work with George to finalize any outstanding reports I have and have my desk cleared out by the end of the day." She stood up and nodded to Krycek. Your move, she thought. He gave her a calculating look, but didn't seem as surprised and she thought he would. Her boss looked vaguely disappointed.
"Doctor Scully," he started.
"Thank you, Doctor Scully," Krycek interrupted. Her boss looked uncomfortable.
She nodded and turned to leave but paused on the thresholds. “Tell me, Agent Krycek,” she asked softly, looking at him with cold fire glinting in her eyes. “What happened to Jennifer Marlowe?”
Krycek’s smile was cold and calculating. “I don’t see how that’s any of your concern, doctor,” he replied.
Scully nodded once and strode out of the office with her head held high.
George was waiting for her in her office.
"Ana told me she saw you disappear into the boss's office right after that creepy FBI agent did," he said at her questioning look.
She gave him a soft smile. "Do you think we can wrap everything up by the end of the day, George?"
George nodded. "So that's it then?"
"That's it," she replied.
George nodded and stood. "Doctor Scully, if there is anything…"
Scully smiled at him and shook her head.
"Right. Well then, I'll be back with files for you to sign, Doctor Scully. We can go over any outstanding cases before the end of the day."
"Thank you, George."
George shut the door behind him. Scully let her shoulders fell. Doing the right thing, taking the high road, whatever this was that she was doing was not going to be easy.
Her phone rang and she eyed it unsure if it was worth it. She snatched it in the middle of the second ring.
"Scully," she said.
"Hey," came the familiar voice on the other end.
"Hi," she said sounding a bit more relieved than she meant to.
"Scully, I have a proposition for you. Take all the time you need to think about it, but I hope you'll say yes."
"To what, Mulder?"
"I've been put at the head of a division here at the FBI that investigates the unsolvable cases. Cases like Jane Doe and Emily's and others."
"Congratulations," she said.
"I get to pick any agents I want to work with me," he began.
Scully was silent, not sure where he was going.
"With a medical degree already, you could be fast-tracked through the training at Quantico."
"Mulder," she said, warningly.
"I could really use someone with your expertise, Scully. And scientific mind."
"Mulder," she started, preparing her argument as to why she couldn't move out to D.C. join the FBI, and start working for him in the unsolvable division. Then she stopped and looked down at the DNA profiles of Jane Doe and Emily staring back at her.
"Scully?' he asked.
The truth is out there.
the end.
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Date: 2010-10-14 02:41 pm (UTC)Thank you for this. It was a joy to read.
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Date: 2010-10-14 09:02 pm (UTC)I'm glad you recognized some of our old friends here and there. I figured that the gravity of Mulder and Scully would just be too much and they'd find themselves drawn together with all their mysteries no matter what.
I'm really glad you liked it and thanks for the absolutely wonderful feedback. I appreciate it.
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Date: 2010-10-16 05:22 pm (UTC)I really enjoyed how you wove this all together... Even with the Samantha clones at the fertility centers.
I wonder how Krycek dealt with Tooms... But then I guess that would have actually been the BCU and Mulder anyway.
See, you totally got me thinking about the whole structures of things. More questions than answers at the end = great X-files story, right?
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Date: 2010-10-17 06:44 pm (UTC)Great story!
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Date: 2010-10-20 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-22 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-02 04:04 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2010-11-02 04:05 pm (UTC)Scully now will come at the X-Files in a slight different way and it'll be fun to play with those consequences.
Anyway, thank you for reading! I'm so glad you enjoyed it!! Made my day :)
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Date: 2010-11-02 04:06 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting - warms the cockles of my heart and all.
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Date: 2010-11-02 04:11 pm (UTC)Thanks, it was both really easy and a big challenge to weave the mytharc stuff into the story. I wasn't originally going to go there, but Samantha is such an integral part of who Mulder is you can't have him and not have his sister disappear. Then, I was writing ... oooh, mystery and what better mystery is there than that whole mytharc (well, there's the sudden appearance and disappearance of William, but we won't get into that)?
Kryceck is a tool. I mean...
Ugh, all your fantastic comments have me thinking (and cringing over all the mistakes in the story!) about the structure of the first season of X-Files and how our Dynamic Duo would tackle them. Curses!
I'm glad you were left with questions... I think?
Anyway. I'm so glad you read this! And liked it!!
Thank you for the truly FANTASTIC feedback you've offered on it. Thank you for making me like this story again (after I was exhausted on it). If I write any more in this 'verse it's gonna be dedicated to YOU!