Asking A Favor
By Sara Lynn
*DO NOT ARCHIVE WITHOUT PERMISSION* I like to know where my story goes.
SUMMARY: Scully asks Mulder to do her a BIG favor
SPOILER WARNING: It's post-Christmas Carol/ Pre-Emily. You figure it out.
RATING: G
CONTENT WARNING/CLASSIFICATION: V, MSR -- cause I cannot write anything else.
DISCLAIMER: Fox Mulder & Dana Scully are creations of Chris*t* Carter (According to Creative Loafing) and owned by Twentieth Century Fox.
AUTHOR NOTE: You knew I would not leave this one alone. So here is another perhaps-it-will-come-true pre-episode story. Well, it is a wish. . . And a new OCY next week :-)
Dana sat on the doorstep. It was so weird being back in San Diego during the winter. Not as cold as D.C., but still a bit chilly. She rubbed her hands together waiting. . . wondering what she was going to tell Mulder. She just hoped she caught him before she confronted Bill and her mother with her plan.
Emily was her daughter. She had made so many readjustments in her live in the last few months and even in the last few weeks. Now . . . Why was this happening now . . . Unsure of what she wanted, Dana stood up on the tiny porch as watched as the MP let cars move by slowly. She barely noticed the one car slow and stop in front of her. Her eyes did noticed however the man getting out of the car and walking up the path to meet her. She was never happier to see him.
"Mulder." She smiled and her came up and hugged her. His arms felt good and she never wanted to leave their comfort.
"So what was this all important, can't explain on the phone, had to fly six hours to meet you in person to find this out news?"
"I think I need to tell you about this case . . ." Dana led him over to the step and told him about the Sims and Emily and her sister talking to her from beyond the grave. She slowed as she got to the PCR scan. "Emily turned out not to be Melissa's daughter. However, they compared the PCR to someone else and found a match. To me."
Scully looked up and saw that she had Mulder speechless.
"Mulder, when I petitioned earlier to adopt Emily, They said I won't make a good mother . . . to my own child."
"Scully, if you want me to testify to how great of a mother you'd make . . ."
"I want you to petition with me for custody."
"What?!" Mulder was standing, staring down his partner. She was scare at his reaction, something he had never seen in her face. This was difficult for her and he was not thinking.
Dana closed her eyes. She could only remember breaking down in front of this man two, maybe three time and she wasn't going to make that number rise. Telling herself she would just wait only made Mulder's move so strange. He reached around her body and took hold of her shoulder. She opened her eyes, watching as her face neared his and her body was pulled to his.
"You want me to be a father to Emily?"
Dana nodded. "I mean, you like kids and. . . "
"Scully, if it's your kid, I'll love it."
Dana looked up at the sound of his words. He really was not talking in innuendo anymore. His eyes were looking down at her and she could not turn away.
"I'm serious for once, Dana." He turned his body so he was facing her. "I wouldn't mind if you want me to be Emily's father. . . especially if you're her mother."
End for now. . .