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DANA SCULLY'S APARTMENT
THREE DAYS AFTER REGAINING WILLIAM
We've been home three days. Home for good. The question is: what
lies and personal loss that have plagued everyone who has ever
been around us? Should any future pain be inflicted on Scully,
William, her family, or me? I have to wonder if being so close
to the FBI Headquarters is such a good idea.
Scully wanted to show her Mother William. I would never deny
that contact. She was a thrilled woman as she took him into her
arms and hugged him, marvelling at how he'd become such a solid
little boy. It almost seemed as if William remembered her
because he showed no stranger fear even the moment we walked
into the apartment.
Now, I realize, and I think Scully realizes, that we can never
go back to work for the FBI in any capacity whatsoever for many
reasons: Not only did we both break almost every protocol in
the book -- we possessed full knowledge of alien infiltration
into the Bureau as well as most of our government. We would be
better off working and living elsewhere. As our allies in the
Bureau now possess all of our knowledge and recommendations,
they are now fighting the future.
What to do and where to go? It would break Margaret Scully's
heart to lose her daughter and grandson to a life on the run.
Forever absent from aunts, uncles, cousins and family
Christmas. Yet, until the whole situation was fully resolved,
we would be as far removed from it as possible.
Skinner called yesterday and told us they were not looking for
us, but that it would be best to find new lives. If we played
our cards tight, we would probably be able to use out own names.
However, he urged us to find a place to settle down and forget
the FBI and X-Files ever existed.
As well, a new consortium of FBI agents and government
officials were working around the clock with scientists,
geologists, and medical labs to find ways of manufacturing the
vaccine from our bodies, and locating and finding a mode of
delivery for the magnetite that would eradicate the... the
infestaton. Yes, I have become bitter. The infestation of aliens
would be eradicated and they would never use us or conquer us.
As for the super soldier program -- things have gone terribly
wrong rather suddenly, and Jeremiah Smith was seen somewhere at
a military installation. No word on exactly the name or location.
The less Scully and I know, the better. Might have been tempted
at another time, but not now. I have a son and a lady who is my
one in five billion.
The woman has been walking on air. Her face has brightened up,
her cheeks are no longer sunken, and she has a sparkle that
lights up my world. William is back as if nothing had happened.
Only a few blood samples from each of us were needed, and he
didn't really mind having blood drawn, because his Mommy made
silly faces for him to laugh at the whole time. She told Grandma
that she could go home soon. Maggie needed to hear that. She
enjoyed her own life as much as she adored her family. She had
friends to be with and other people to see. Maggie leaves
tomorrow, and I will miss her as a friend, and future mother-
in-law.
I don't mind sleeping on Scully's couch at all. All that really
matters is that the three of us are together again, never to be
parted.
The best place to set up house-keeping, in my estimation, is
West Tisbury. Dad's old house. Fishing trips, summer swims,
autumn air and colors. A great place to raise our family. It
will grow. Want to keep my word on that one, too. William won't
be an only child.
West Tisbury... my heart will lead me there soon, as the song
goes.
END
Author's Note: If you enjoyed the series, let me know!
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