Title: An Act of Love
Author: Melissa Danielle
Spoilers: Emily/Christmas Carol
Distribution: Gossamer, yes. Anywhere else please just say where
Disclaimer: The X-Files and all associated characters belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and 20th Century Fox. No copyright infringement is intended and my use of these characters is strictly for non-commercial use.
Summary: An exploration of what Mulder might have done if Emily hadn't gotten sick and died.
Author's Note: I've always wondered what might have happened if Emily hadn't passed on in "Emily." That thought was what prompted this little piece. It's sappy and has a 'happily-ever-after' tone to it that would never occur on the show.
He hated seeing her this way: torn and broken. That was what Dana Scully was without a little girl named Emily. A little girl that courts have refused to give custody of to her mother, all because she had a high-risk job and, of course no one would admit it but he knew it was the truth deep down in his heart, a crack-pot partner. If she had been partnered with anyone else, she might have won custody of that little angelic-looking three year-old who somehow was her daughter. So he made a phone call.
That one phone called turned into another and another. He pushed, he prodded, he begged when there was nothing left for him to say. He called contracts he had had since his profiling days: high-raking people who owned him one so to speak. He called former associates of his father, didn't care about the consequences or that these old men might have been a part of the secret government project his own dad had played a role in.
He was reckless, uncaring if they saw the love and devotion he possessed for one Dana Katherine Scully. And one of those phone calls lead to a solution favorable to his desires and Scully's needs.
The van outside was full of furniture. Her furniture in fact. That stripped couch, her wooden-framed bed, her grandmother's old china cabinet. All the antique china had, of course, been removed and patiently packed into small banker boxes and loaded in her car. She was moving, a natural progress in her evolution to make ready for Emily. The apartment just wasn't big enough for Scully and her daughter. It made him sad to see the empty apartment where the duo had, on numerous occasions, gathered to do reports, or watch a movie, or play Scrabble. And while he didn't regret his decision to help her achieve custody of the golden-hair imp, he couldn't help but want everything to stay the same. That, he knew, was impossible.
She had been unsure if she could just leave the X-Files, if she could walk away for the office that had been for five years her home. But in the deepest recesses of her heart, she knew it was time to move on.
He had been comforting, supportive.
"Scully you have been my touchstone, my rock these past five years. Whatever suspicions I harbored about you at the beginning quickly evaporated once I learned to trust you. And that wasn't easy. I hadn't trusted anyone for years, relying on myself for so many things. But you helped me see why this goddamn institution assigns partners. You kept me sane, whole. Without you I wouldn't have been able to do this journey."
"It was my journey too you know," came her smiling reply.
"It has been for these past five years but we have come to a fork in the road. You're going to go down one path while I journey on the path less traveled."
"Okay, maybe your path won't be so typical either. But what I'm saying that it's time to say goodbye, as hard as it may seem to do. It's time for us to embark on separate journeys."
"Mulder, don't your going to be able to ditch me so quickly. I want to see you weekly and I know Emily does as well. She misses Mister Potato Head."
They both laughed at that and the tension that had existed without their knowledge faded away as they talked about the future. In his heart, he knew he had made the right decision. The spark that he had seen inside her fiery blue eyes was back and he couldn't tell exactly when she had lost it originally. It must have occurred sometime between her abduction, Donnie Pfaster, Melissa's death, and the cancer. He knew she could have carried on without Emily but the spark that had been re-lighted at the prospect of having a little girl to call her own had been slowly dying after she had lost custody originally. They say if you truly love someone, you'll let them go. In this case, he had given up his one in five billion because he loved her too much to see her unhappy. If that little girl could put the spark back into Dana Scully then who was he to deny Scully that little bit of happiness. He never could deny Scully anything in the end.