Rewriting X-Files Season 9
Just because it is almost there already... and for starbuck1980 , because we have such fun with these two...
Title: Nothing Important Happened Today - Fingerprints and a Kiss
Fandom: X-Files
Pairing: Scully/Reyes
Rating: PG
A/N: A re-working of a scene from Nothing Important Happened Today (S9 E1). Thus some of the character statements are pulled directly from the ep... and bolded just because I'm trying to be really obvious about the slashy potential (and my blatant incorporation)... thank you http://www.insidethex.co.uk for the transcript... And, for further proof I've added photos! Thank you www.thexfilesarchive.com
The Xfiles is not mine (I would've started writing it at 11 if that were the case). The insinuations however, are all mine ; )
Scully stood over the body of Carl Wormus, for once uttering the expected conclusion.
"Water. Asphyxiation produced by the inhalation of water. There are contusions on the forehead and on the chest but that isn't in fact what killed him. This man drowned."
She pauses and looks up Reyes who is watching her actions with an unreadable expression.
Scully continues, "You're looking at me like you hope that there's something more, but there isn't."
Reyes looks up, shaking the distracted look from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, that's not it,"she sighs.
Scully looks at her intently, waiting for her to explain.
"I'm just impressed that you can do this," Reyes says, "still calm, collected and" (a breath) "beautiful with everything that is going on with you."
"This is what I do, Agent Reyes," Scully replied instinctively, slightly thrown by the agent's seemingly offhanded admission. Beautiful?
"But you're here doing it now. Something did happen, didn't it," Reyes continued.
Scully walked away from the autopsy table, hands on her hips, looking down and wondering how much to tell this women who suddenly appeared in her life to save it, and her baby's. Would Reyes understand her relationship with Mulder? Did she understand it herself?
Reyes spoke again. "I know what you're afraid of. That there's something wrong with your baby."
Scully calmed slightly. Reyes didn't mean Mulder. Scully thought about the mobile moving of its own accord and shivered before her rational brain took over. "We can let our fears get the better of us. We can, uh, imagine things, make connections with things that aren't there. Like with this man."
Reyes nodded. "If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, Dana, I'm here. I'd never betray a confidence," she said, searching for Scully's eyes to convey her truth, her loyalty.
Scully looked up into Reyes's honest pleading eyes. She could not figure out why she felt so close to this woman. And before she could contextualize what she was feeling she spoke.
"There is something."
Reyes eyes snapped to attention. "What?"
"Mulder is gone," Scully said, her voice betraying her by cracking.
Doggett had told Reyes that Mulder had left, but there seemed to be something beyond that for Scully.
"I've wanted," Scully started, focusing her eyes beyond the floor before continuing, "and last night," she continued unsure of what to say or how. She paused and swallowed, looking up at Reyes hesitantly.
Reyes nodded, her assumptions realigning, her heart going out to the woman whose hopes and fears had so suddenly been entwined with her own.
"And then he left?" Reyes tried, coaxing Scully on with her eyes.
Scully's distanced gaze snapped to Reyes's eyes, revealing the wetness in them. Scully shook her head. "It made me realize I don't feel as I used to... " She swallowed again and held Reyes's gaze, unsure what else to do, afraid that if she dropped her gaze the admission would be uttered.
Reyes held Scully's gaze and took a step forward slowly, eyes questioning. Scully searched Reyes face, eyes darting back and forth, reading the compassion in her gaze, the caring, and something else that thrumed through Scully, rooting her to the spot as Reyes took another step forward. Scully looked up at her and saw clearly the look she had always ignored, the tenative desire that nursed her through the final days of her pregnancy, that protected her.
Reyes slowly lifted her hand to Scully's cheek. "I won't disappear," she whispered as she leaned down and kissed Scully softly on the lips.
Scully tilted her chin up as Reyes's lips left hers, eyes searching, desiring but hesitant. Reyes took a step back and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, hoping it would stop the tingling running through them. Scully looked down for a moment, eyes away from Reyes, looking for anything to compose herself. Her eyes settled on the victim's ankle. She looked up at Reyes again, feeling the flood she had been holding back welling up again.
"The ankle" she uttered, grounding herself, as she always did, in her deduction.
They took pictures, acted as adults and never mentioned the kiss. The evidence was more important right now.
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Scully entered her apartment, relieved her mother and picked up her son. She was about to sit on the couch when she heard a knock. She sighed and carried William to the door looking through the peephole to see Reyes, hands interlocked, distracted. She opened the door and found Reyes's eyes before they dropped down to William, a smile spreading across her face. Scully let Reyes in, smiling at her partner's affection for her son.
"You want to hold him?" she asked.
Reyes nodded and Scully transfered William into Reyes's arms. He grabbed on to her finger and was content to hold it as Reyes focused her attention from son to mother.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay... with me," Reyes said, looking down at William before returning her eyes to Dana's face, waiting for her response.
The anticipation tightened in Reyes's stomach, threatening to take her breath away. She couldn't lose her, not now that she realized...
Dana exhaled and stood up, one hand on her hip, the other absently scratching her upper lip. She stopped behind the couch and looked at Monica.
"I was surprised," Scully began, pausing as the thought of Reyes's lips gave her insufficient adjectives with which to continue.
She swallowed and forced herself to look into Reyes's concerned, almost pleading eyes. "I'm not yet sure what to make of it...of my response," Scully said, choosing each word carefully, trying not to give too much away but wanting, needing to be honest to the feelings Reyes had awoken, "but we are 'okay'" she finished, cautiously smiling as she completed her circuit of the couch and sat beside Reyes again.
Reyes pulled her finger free from William and put her hand on Scully's. "Thank you," she said, handing William back to his mother and rising to leave. Scully followed her to the door as Reyes let herself out, turning once she was on the other side of the door.
"I meant what I said in the lab, if you ever need to talk about anything, please call me," Reyes said.
Scully nodded and thanked her, sincerity in her eyes. Reyes looked down for a moment, "You're welcome," she said, before turning to walk down the hall as Scully shut the door behind her.
Title: Nothing Important Happened Today - Fingerprints and a Kiss
Fandom: X-Files
Pairing: Scully/Reyes
Rating: PG
A/N: A re-working of a scene from Nothing Important Happened Today (S9 E1). Thus some of the character statements are pulled directly from the ep... and bolded just because I'm trying to be really obvious about the slashy potential (and my blatant incorporation)... thank you http://www.insidethex.co.uk for the transcript... And, for further proof I've added photos! Thank you www.thexfilesarchive.com
The Xfiles is not mine (I would've started writing it at 11 if that were the case). The insinuations however, are all mine ; )
Scully stood over the body of Carl Wormus, for once uttering the expected conclusion.
"Water. Asphyxiation produced by the inhalation of water. There are contusions on the forehead and on the chest but that isn't in fact what killed him. This man drowned."
She pauses and looks up Reyes who is watching her actions with an unreadable expression.
Scully continues, "You're looking at me like you hope that there's something more, but there isn't."
Reyes looks up, shaking the distracted look from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, that's not it,"she sighs.
Scully looks at her intently, waiting for her to explain.
"I'm just impressed that you can do this," Reyes says, "still calm, collected and" (a breath) "beautiful with everything that is going on with you."
"This is what I do, Agent Reyes," Scully replied instinctively, slightly thrown by the agent's seemingly offhanded admission. Beautiful?
"But you're here doing it now. Something did happen, didn't it," Reyes continued.
Scully walked away from the autopsy table, hands on her hips, looking down and wondering how much to tell this women who suddenly appeared in her life to save it, and her baby's. Would Reyes understand her relationship with Mulder? Did she understand it herself?
Reyes spoke again. "I know what you're afraid of. That there's something wrong with your baby."
Scully calmed slightly. Reyes didn't mean Mulder. Scully thought about the mobile moving of its own accord and shivered before her rational brain took over. "We can let our fears get the better of us. We can, uh, imagine things, make connections with things that aren't there. Like with this man."
Reyes nodded. "If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, Dana, I'm here. I'd never betray a confidence," she said, searching for Scully's eyes to convey her truth, her loyalty.
Scully looked up into Reyes's honest pleading eyes. She could not figure out why she felt so close to this woman. And before she could contextualize what she was feeling she spoke.
"There is something."
Reyes eyes snapped to attention. "What?"
"Mulder is gone," Scully said, her voice betraying her by cracking.
Doggett had told Reyes that Mulder had left, but there seemed to be something beyond that for Scully.
"I've wanted," Scully started, focusing her eyes beyond the floor before continuing, "and last night," she continued unsure of what to say or how. She paused and swallowed, looking up at Reyes hesitantly.
Reyes nodded, her assumptions realigning, her heart going out to the woman whose hopes and fears had so suddenly been entwined with her own.
"And then he left?" Reyes tried, coaxing Scully on with her eyes.
Scully's distanced gaze snapped to Reyes's eyes, revealing the wetness in them. Scully shook her head. "It made me realize I don't feel as I used to... " She swallowed again and held Reyes's gaze, unsure what else to do, afraid that if she dropped her gaze the admission would be uttered.
Reyes held Scully's gaze and took a step forward slowly, eyes questioning. Scully searched Reyes face, eyes darting back and forth, reading the compassion in her gaze, the caring, and something else that thrumed through Scully, rooting her to the spot as Reyes took another step forward. Scully looked up at her and saw clearly the look she had always ignored, the tenative desire that nursed her through the final days of her pregnancy, that protected her.
Reyes slowly lifted her hand to Scully's cheek. "I won't disappear," she whispered as she leaned down and kissed Scully softly on the lips.
Scully tilted her chin up as Reyes's lips left hers, eyes searching, desiring but hesitant. Reyes took a step back and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, hoping it would stop the tingling running through them. Scully looked down for a moment, eyes away from Reyes, looking for anything to compose herself. Her eyes settled on the victim's ankle. She looked up at Reyes again, feeling the flood she had been holding back welling up again.
"The ankle" she uttered, grounding herself, as she always did, in her deduction.
They took pictures, acted as adults and never mentioned the kiss. The evidence was more important right now.
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Scully entered her apartment, relieved her mother and picked up her son. She was about to sit on the couch when she heard a knock. She sighed and carried William to the door looking through the peephole to see Reyes, hands interlocked, distracted. She opened the door and found Reyes's eyes before they dropped down to William, a smile spreading across her face. Scully let Reyes in, smiling at her partner's affection for her son.
"You want to hold him?" she asked.
Reyes nodded and Scully transfered William into Reyes's arms. He grabbed on to her finger and was content to hold it as Reyes focused her attention from son to mother.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay... with me," Reyes said, looking down at William before returning her eyes to Dana's face, waiting for her response.
The anticipation tightened in Reyes's stomach, threatening to take her breath away. She couldn't lose her, not now that she realized...
Dana exhaled and stood up, one hand on her hip, the other absently scratching her upper lip. She stopped behind the couch and looked at Monica.
"I was surprised," Scully began, pausing as the thought of Reyes's lips gave her insufficient adjectives with which to continue.
She swallowed and forced herself to look into Reyes's concerned, almost pleading eyes. "I'm not yet sure what to make of it...of my response," Scully said, choosing each word carefully, trying not to give too much away but wanting, needing to be honest to the feelings Reyes had awoken, "but we are 'okay'" she finished, cautiously smiling as she completed her circuit of the couch and sat beside Reyes again.
Reyes pulled her finger free from William and put her hand on Scully's. "Thank you," she said, handing William back to his mother and rising to leave. Scully followed her to the door as Reyes let herself out, turning once she was on the other side of the door.
"I meant what I said in the lab, if you ever need to talk about anything, please call me," Reyes said.
Scully nodded and thanked her, sincerity in her eyes. Reyes looked down for a moment, "You're welcome," she said, before turning to walk down the hall as Scully shut the door behind her.