The Skeptical Believer

Our Lady of Sorrows, Dana Katherine Scully (Indie RP Account)

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“Honestly, I can’t even remember where we were or what case we were on,” she says with a shrug. It didn’t really matter since the realization had been that wherever they were, there wasn’t anyone else she rather be there with.

She smiles at him before kissing him back.

“Soon I’ll be growing out of all my clothes.”

It would be worth it, but she didn’t look forward to having to buy maternity clothing again. The idea of spending all that money on clothing she would wear for a few months at most never sat well with her.

❝ You know even with my photographic memory I can’t really pin point it. I just know it’s been a long time. And an even longer time to do anything about it.  ❞ Another laugh escapes before his tongue darts out to moisten his lips. Soon she’ll be growing, that alone is something he can’t wait for. The whole process actually. Being there for her when she’s sick, rubbing the knots out of her shoulders and feet, and encouraging her when she’s more than discouraged and claiming she looks like a cow. All of it. ❝ Doubtful ❞  He replies for good measures.

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“Mulder, do you remember how big I got the first time?” she reminded him. “I was a planet. Thought I was going to start sucking things into my gravitational orbit.”

There were of course some things she was looking forward to again, one being feeling the baby move and seeing Mulder’s face light up when she guides his hand to the spot. And ice cream. She ate a lot of ice cream last time. But she also knows she’s older and won’t get rid of the baby weight the same way so she needs to be more careful.

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Mulder sucked in him lips trying to fight off the urge to laugh. Finally, more people who shared the same thoughts, only out loud. “I have no comment, however, it’s okay.” He assured the group before turning to the pink cheeked girl next to him. His hand grazed her knee before finding her and giving it a squeeze. The girls probably noticed him reaching under the table, and he hoped it didn’t matter. Even though they aren’t truly anything… “I was talking about the power,” he finally replies. “Everything is back to normal, I hope.” He looks to dana again, forgetting he hadn’t let go of her hand.

Dana’s heart pounded in her chest as Fox’s hand found hers under the table. It was a good thing she was already red from Julie’s inappropriate comment, or else she would surely be turning a nice shade of pink right now.

“Yes, the power is fine now,” Dana said with a nod as she looked over at him and gave him a small smile.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Julie and Jenna exchanging a look, but she didn’t care. After a quick moment she turned back to her salad and started eating, her hand was still in his, but she knew he would have to release it in order to eat his own lunch.

“How was class this morning? Did you get all your work done last night?”

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mrsagentspooky:

there’s a unfamiliar pull that he’s drawn to. Her voice summoning him to the unknown. But only her voice. There’s a comfort in it that he trusts more than anyone or anything. And she’s out there… maybe near the light house, maybe hurt? Stranded? He’s unsure but more than willing to find out. Her voice is even louder now, and for a first he thinks he can see her. His vision, however, is deceiving. He hears her behind him and out in the waters. He sees her, maybe, near the lighthouse. Confused and taking little time to weigh his options, mulder takes a run for it. Shells crunching under his bare feet as he runs towards said light house. The voice he hears is one of panic, and he’s easily drawn to it. “Scully!!” He called out, the water from the shore crashing against his shins. Without noticing he’s knee deep in the water. He can see more clear now, she’s out there. It doesn’t faze him that scully is a good swimmer, and that it’s rather strange that she’d be in distress, nor does it cross his mind that she’d be out this late. He’s seen too much and experienced more. Everything is always stranger than it seems. Her red hair fans out against the water as she calls for him. Though as he gets closer he notices small changes, changed that actually strike him as odd. She looks like scully, sounds like scully… however, her calls of distress aren’t the same as before. More of anger now. “You’re not him! You’re not him!” She chants over and over. “Scully, it’s me!” He is swimming now, towards her. A devious grin sets on her lips, but he doesn’t see this. He doesn’t realize the real scully is back at shore, he doesnt realize he’s face to face with the culprit of their case. It never crossed his mind monsters like this Exsist. Because sirens… they’re quite the deceptive beings. What he doesn’t know can and will threaten his life. The siren only holds so much power over him. She can alter his state of mind ( which she is ). She can almost control his thoughts, make him see and hear what she wants… but what she cannot do is possess his free will. The only way mulder will see the light of day is if he acknowledges none of this is real

As Scully tries to call to Mulder, she realizes he’s fixated on something out in the water. She has no idea what he’s looking at or for and as she gets closer she’s stunned to see him start running into the water. It was the sort of run that happens when someone is in trouble and she wonders if that’s the case. Who would be swimming in the ocean at this hour?

She runs down to the beach herself, calling his name, but he doesn’t seem to hear her or is ignoring her. 

Her father always taught her that the best way to end up with two drownings is by an ill-equipped person running in after another. Not that Mulder was entirely ill-equipped. She knew he swam often and was in good shape, but this was the ocean in the dark.

“Mulder!” she tries to yell one more time and it seems to die in the wind. She doesn’t know what to do. Should she go in there after him? Should she run back and get her cell phone and call the police? 

She ignores her father’s voice in her mind and runs in after Mulder. She used to swim in open ocean races but it’s been years. Hopefully, not too long.

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“Nothing,” Dana says quickly. “Anyway, this is Jenna and Julie.”

She figures she should actually introduce her friends to him. Both of the girls wave.

“Nice to meet you Fox.”

Dana shot Julie a look. She had told them that he prefered being called Mulder.

Mulder cracks and smile before nodding at the two girls. He’s sure he’s seen them around before. “Nice to meet you as well.”

Her death glare didn’t go unnoticed to him. He actually had to stifle a laugh. “So– everything working out in the dorms now?”

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“You mean the power?” Julie asked. “Or Dana’s cow of a roommate?”

“Julie!” Dana said looking appalled at her friend and turning bright red. She hadn’t told them that Phoebe was Fox’s ex, they had just had their own run-ins with her.

Julie just shrugged and looked at Dana like ‘what?” 

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Mulder sits at the foot of his bed with his elbows propped up on his knees, head in hands. There’s something wrong, and for once…he has no theory. There’s a tight tinge of guilt in his chest over the way he’d grown so irritated and taken it out on Scully…

Laying propped up against the head board with only his boxers and socks on on top of the bed spread, sunflower seeds strewn all around him, Mulder clicks the remote over and over until he’s half drawn to some black and white Ed Wood movie. Hours had passed since he’d left Scully’s room. The clock reads twenty three minutes after three in the morning, but this doesn’t phase him. One after another he cracks the seeds between his teeth and spits the shell out without a care as to where it lands. Faintly he thinks he hears a female voice, but brushes it off thinking it’s some background noise on the movie—until he hears it again. This time more prominent—a voice he knows. Scully.

The voice isn’t coming from her room, and he takes no time to trace it to there. The voice, her voice, is coming from outside. A voice of distress. A tone that can’t go unnoticed by him. ❝ Scully? ❞ He calls out, though his voice is a bit more calm than usual—almost as if he’s in some sort of trance. Before leaving his hotel room he manages to pull on his jeans and a white T shirt. Barefoot, he steps out of the room ( not bothering to close the door behind ). Scully’s in trouble. He wanders as her voice grows louder, and takes no time to access his surroundings. 

He’s standing at the shore now. Her sounds louder than ever and he’s sure he’s close.  ❝ SCULLY! ❞ This time his voice is projected. The nights tide washes up to shore washing over his bare feet. He doesn’t look down though; he doesn’t care. She’s near, she’s in trouble.

As with most of the places they end up staying on the road, there’s hardly any sound-proofing. So when the door of the room closes, it awakens Scully from her sleep. At first she thinks she’s dreamed it, but she also knows Mulder’s tendency towards sleepless nights and wandering or driving around when his insomnia hits. She assumes he’s just out for some air or to visit the snack machine, but something nags at her. Maybe it’s because of his odd behavior earlier, but she has the urge to check up on him instead of rolling over and going back to sleep.

Scully pulls on her sweatshirt and sneakers over her pajamas and as she’s preparing to step out, she swears she hears Mulder calling her name. Without another thought, she grabs her gun and puts it into the front pocket of her sweatshirt. Was he in trouble? It sounded like he was calling for her but he didn’t sound closeby.

Leaving the motel room, she looks around but doesn’t see him. All she can hear is the sound of the waves hitting the shore until his voice comes again from down the beach.

“Mulder?!” she calls as she hurries toward where she thinks the sound of his voice is coming from but with the wind it’s hard to tell. “Mulder, where are you?!”

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mrsagentspooky:

“It was in the car actually,” she says and isn’t sure if she’s ever really told him this. “When I had the realization.”

Scully smiles and still remembers the moment but somehow can’t recall where they were driving. It was on some case somewhere in the middle of the country - no different than most of their trips.

“I’m sorry that you have that suit burned into your memory forever.”

She wrinkles her nose and thinks about her many terrible fashion choices back then. She’s certainly come a long way in that regard.

Her words elicit a cheesy grin from him. The two hardly ever dished over things like this. Maybe because either weren’t that great at expressing themselves. “In the car…so that really narrows it down.” He laughs again. How many times had he endlessly flirted with her in a car? Too many times to count. “—And are you kidding me? I lived for those pant suits. I’ll admit, you really grew into them over the years–especially now.” A wink follows before he leans in to steal yet another kiss ( mostly because he can ).

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“Honestly, I can’t even remember where we were or what case we were on,” she says with a shrug. It didn’t really matter since the realization had been that wherever they were, there wasn’t anyone else she rather be there with.

She smiles at him before kissing him back.

“Soon I’ll be growing out of all my clothes.”

It would be worth it, but she didn’t look forward to having to buy maternity clothing again. The idea of spending all that money on clothing she would wear for a few months at most never sat well with her.

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mrsagentspooky:

Scully continues to frown. She’s made him annoyed by suggesting he might be sick.

“A voice?” she asks. “Like earlier?”

Although he said earlier it was singing. She was worried about him and wondering what was going on. 

“Yes, a voice…or something. I don’t know.” He’s still irritated, less at her and more at the fact that she’s so oblivious to whatever he’s going through.  He sips from the diet coke again only to grimace at the putrid taste. “What the hell is going on with me? —-I think i’m going to go lie down.” He stands, sits the coke on the bed side table and pads off to his conjoined room without another word.

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“Alright,” Scully says as she watches him with concern on her face. She almost prefer he stay around her so she can observe and make sure that he’s okay, but she knows when Mulder decides he needs space and time alone, it’s best to let him have it.

Once he’s gone to his own room, she picks up his discarded coke and takes a sip for herself again and can’t taste anything wrong with it. Regardless, she dumps it down the motel room sink and then picks up the room a bit before she puts her pajamas on and gets ready for bed.

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“I don’t either. Though it had to have happened. One day you must have woke up and thought—well, I guess he’s not all that bad even though he does believe in aliens.” He laughs, still holding her to him. “—I don’t know, I was always crazy About you. I still remember everything about the day you stepped into my office. Everything. Down to the way you wore your hair, to the little eye roll thing that you still do. I think even then, deep down, I knew I was a goner. You had me.”

“It was in the car actually,” she says and isn’t sure if she’s ever really told him this. “When I had the realization.”

Scully smiles and still remembers the moment but somehow can’t recall where they were driving. It was on some case somewhere in the middle of the country - no different than most of their trips.

“I’m sorry that you have that suit burned into your memory forever.”

She wrinkles her nose and thinks about her many terrible fashion choices back then. She’s certainly come a long way in that regard.

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“I feel fine.” He shoots back, slightly irritated. There’s nothing like the feeling of being completely alone; although he’s quiet familiar with it. He’s spent all his life around people who are very skeptical in the things he believes. This isn’t new. “When I was outside getting our sodas, I swore I heard a voice… and no, I’m not always hearing voices…”

Scully continues to frown. She’s made him annoyed by suggesting he might be sick.

“A voice?” she asks. “Like earlier?”

Although he said earlier it was singing. She was worried about him and wondering what was going on. 

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Mulder loads his tray up with a burger, double fries and a Coke. He knows he’ll probably get some looks from the others who will more than likely have salads, but he doesn’t care. Walking back towards the table, he notes that all the others have purposely saved the empty spot right beside dana. He nods a thank you as he grins and takes the spot. “What’d I miss?” Everyone around is laughing and Dana’s cheeks are red.

“Nothing,” Dana says quickly. “Anyway, this is Jenna and Julie.”

She figures she should actually introduce her friends to him. Both of the girls wave.

“Nice to meet you Fox.”

Dana shot Julie a look. She had told them that he prefered being called Mulder.

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She thinks that little kiss is going to be brief, however, Mulder grabs her by the waist only to pull her in for another ( much longer ) kiss. “I don’t know, in the beginning I think I was trying a little too hard.” He kisses her again, more like peppered kisses.

“I don’t even know when the beginning was,” she says in between his kisses. 

She doesn’t remember him trying too hard. She mostly remembers all of the sexual innuendos in those first years they were working together and how he would use humor to cover up real emotions. She remembers, that in spite of the innuendos, thinking he probably thought of her like a younger sister that he had to protect.

She remembers when they finally stopped fighting what they both knew was true. 

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mrsagentspooky:

Scully gives him a dubious look. Why did people always want you to taste something that they say taste bad?

She takes the can anyway and has a sip.

“Hm, tastes fine to me,” she says with a frown. 

“Here. Try mine.” 

She hands hers over to him.

Mulder watches her cautiously as she takes the sip from his can. And of course she doesn’t taste anything off. This is all just a little too queer for him at this point. Something is more than up.  He takes the sip of hers only to grimace and nearly spit it out.  “Scully, that tastes awful!” He nearly shoves her can back towards her. “What is wrong with me?” It’s not really a question, though.  She didn’t hear the sounds and she’s not tasting the terrible tastes. Why?

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Scully looks concerned as she takes the can back from him.

“Are you feeling okay?” she asks with a frown as she assesses him a bit and remembers the earlier incident with the noise. “Dizzy or nauseous at all?”

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“We don’t mind!” Dana’s classmates said immediately and Dana blushed. 

“Well, I guess there’s your answer.”

She gave him a sheepish smile as her friends got up to head into the food line. She looked at them and then shrugged before following suit, assuming Fox would follow.

Fox’s smile grows wild and wide. He’s trying to remain calm and collected. Instead of saying anything, he steps forwards and follows Dana. In the line he fills his tray with a burger, fries and a diet coke. Meanwhile everyone around him is shooting for the salad lines.

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Dana feels the butterflies in her stomach as she walks through the lunch line and gets a salad as well as a side of fries and a root beer. She heads back to the table and takes her seat. Her friends have re-sat themselves so there’s an empty seat right across from her.

“You didn’t mention he was so cute,” one of her friends says as she sits down and Dana rolls her eyes, hoping they don’t bring up that she was talking about him earlier.

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Mulder fake pouts, though when she says the words we’ve been sleeping together for years he tries not to smile. Of course she doesn’t have to try very hard to seduce him, actually she doesn’t have to try at all. 

❝ Fine. Consider me forgetful and seduced. ❞ He jokes back, still pouting that she called him out on the obvious. ❝ —so what about me? Do I have to work very hard to seduce you? ❞  

Scully leans forward and presses a quick kiss to the corner of his pouty mouth.

“Have you ever had to try very hard?” she asks with a smirk, knowing the answer is ‘no.’ 

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She takes the soda and opens it up before taking a sip.

“Independance Day it is,” she says as she tunes the TV to that channel, already knowing he was going to choose that anyway. She’s seen it. It’s actually a pretty good action flick, even if it is about alien invasions.

Scully frowns at his reaction to the soda.

“Mine’s okay,” she says. “Is it flat?”

Mulder shoots her a grin at her decision to watch Independence Day. He knew she’d come through with the best option. He looks back down at the soda can and scrunches his nose. ❝ I don’t know, taste it. ❞ He offers up the can for her. It’s not like it should be flat. He too is drinking a diet coke. And if it doesn’t taste weird to her, and she’s not hearing the sounds—something is up.

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Scully gives him a dubious look. Why did people always want you to taste something that they say taste bad?

She takes the can anyway and has a sip.

“Hm, tastes fine to me,” she says with a frown. 

“Here. Try mine.” 

She hands hers over to him.

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mrsagentspooky:

“I’m good,” she says inanely, smile still in place. She doesn’t even notice how her friends are reacting. She may have mentioned him when they asked where she had been all Sunday. And she may have blushed terribly when she did.

“Um, no, we were just about to go up and grab food if you want to join us.”

Mulder looks passed her for a brief second to figure out exactly who she’s with. He knows of the girls, but doesn’t really know them. ❝ Oh, well I don’t want to impose. ❞ Since when had he ever been so shy? Never. So this is certainly something new. ❝ But if they don’t care… ❞

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“We don’t mind!” Dana’s classmates said immediately and Dana blushed. 

“Well, I guess there’s your answer.”

She gave him a sheepish smile as her friends got up to head into the food line. She looked at them and then shrugged before following suit, assuming Fox would follow.

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SEASON 11 IS A GO!

FOX has confirmed a new order of X-Files episodes for the 2017-18 broadcast season. Season 11 will have 10 episodes starring David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson. Production for the new season is set to begin this summer! Stay tuned for more details as we get them, but for now check out this article from Hollywood Reporter and this one from Deadline.