Fic: X-Files Drabble: Fortune Cookie: "Beginnings."
Title: Beginnings
Word Count: 199
Character/Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Disclaimer: I don't own The X-Files, nor the characters.
Rating: PG
Author's Note: Takes place around end of season one.
It’s his favorite part when eating Chinese food and she hates keeping it from him, but he’s too worried about her to open his.
“You sure you’re going to be okay, Scully?” he asks. “Why don’t I take you home?”
“Just-” She draws in a breath. “Give me a minute, Mulder.”
She heaves into the toilet again, embarrassed that Mulder is outside of the door listening to her. Scully flushes the toilet and rinses her mouth.
When she opens the door, he backs away, giving her some space. She attempts a smile, but fails.
“I’ll take you home,” he tells her. “Hope you’re not pregnant.”
Mulder gives a playful pat to her back, trying to lighten the mood. She shoots him a glare, assuring him that she hasn’t been on a date in months.
Scully follows him to the living room. He tosses her a wrapped cookie.
“For the road,” he says as he opens his. The whole cookie goes into his mouth as he mumbles his fortune, “You will be happy.” He tosses the fortune aside. “Thanks.”
Later at home, she finally opens hers when she finds she can’t sleep.
“Beginnings are beginnings, ends are beginning, everything’s beginning.”
Word Count: 199
Character/Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Disclaimer: I don't own The X-Files, nor the characters.
Rating: PG
Author's Note: Takes place around end of season one.
It’s his favorite part when eating Chinese food and she hates keeping it from him, but he’s too worried about her to open his.
“You sure you’re going to be okay, Scully?” he asks. “Why don’t I take you home?”
“Just-” She draws in a breath. “Give me a minute, Mulder.”
She heaves into the toilet again, embarrassed that Mulder is outside of the door listening to her. Scully flushes the toilet and rinses her mouth.
When she opens the door, he backs away, giving her some space. She attempts a smile, but fails.
“I’ll take you home,” he tells her. “Hope you’re not pregnant.”
Mulder gives a playful pat to her back, trying to lighten the mood. She shoots him a glare, assuring him that she hasn’t been on a date in months.
Scully follows him to the living room. He tosses her a wrapped cookie.
“For the road,” he says as he opens his. The whole cookie goes into his mouth as he mumbles his fortune, “You will be happy.” He tosses the fortune aside. “Thanks.”
Later at home, she finally opens hers when she finds she can’t sleep.
“Beginnings are beginnings, ends are beginning, everything’s beginning.”