Cubiforme
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Season nine can't hurt you here. This is what I would have thought logically followed the events of Existence. This work will likely focus on setting-up how and where my head canon says Mulder and Scully spent the early 2000s. Be patient, there is a case file here after the domestic fluff. This is where my head canon diverges sharply from Chris Carter's universe.
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- Part 7 of The Spaces Between
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‘What if I never wake up, Mulder?’
‘You can’t talk like that, Scully. You can’t say that.’
‘I’m.. scared,’ she admitted softly into the darkness.
He was cut down by those words, floored, emptied, hallowed out and stung. She never uttered such things, never shared any weaknesses with anyone. He was filled with an agonising helplessness. He wanted to put her back in her body, to watch the two halves of her become one again.
The Scully in his bed, reunited with her soul, her warmth and her movement.
The Scully at his side, rejoined with her muscles and cells and choices.Tears clung at his lashes and his jaw ached from pretending that he had any control over anything.
‘I’m scared, too. But we can’t give up. I’ll show them the proof. I’ll… I’ll fight, Scully. They won’t do anything to you.’
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Odd to think of them as a joint pair since they certainly didn’t look anything alike... But still. It was something in their movements or their gestures, like planets circling along a complicated orbit pattern.
Mulder and Scully as seen through the eyes of friends, enemies, strangers, coworkers, and monsters.
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“I’m serious, Mulder,” she giggled while taking another swig. “You keep it up with those provocative statements, and we’ll get a hard HR inquiry about the nature of our partnership.” Her eyes were glimmering with mirthful tears.
“Let them speculate,” he shrugged, unbothered.*This fic is a WIP / added to on a whim. There is very little plot, and is moreso just pretty little vignettes of sexual intercourse.*
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They're stuck in a cabin in the middle of the woods, their power generator is on its last leg, and Scully is desperately trying to fall asleep.