A beautifully written story of holidays without Mulder. “For a span of seconds silence stole in, both rendered speechless by the contact. He held his breath then, in order to hear hers issue forth instead. Soft susurrations into his ear.” (12.2 K)
KatyBlue, “FROM AFAR”
“This little piggy rots in his coffin, this little piggy is showing, this little piggy is a good partner, this little piggy is hovering, and all the little Hoover piggies are snickering all the way home.” Three vignettes from season 8. Rated R. (51 K)
Baldy, Scarlet, “DOCTOR COPPER SAILOR CORPSE”
Sequel to “Forecast With Rain,” Mulder’s disappearance heralds news of her pregnancy, as well as her cancer’s return. (78 K)
Alanna, “OCCLUDED”
“It was, he thought morosely, sort of like the homosexual telling the hetero that it was okay to be gay. No bloody credibility. Mulder could spout his scripture to the people and the congregation would nod their heads gamely, give rousing cheers of support and maybe throw a little money in the collection plate. But …
“There are lots of things he wants which are forbidden. He has learned to live with the strictures, or so he thinks. A shake, like a mongoose swishing dust out of its pelt, and our man notices that his thumb has come to rest in his belly button, feeling out the contours of that never-callused …
An intrepid detective pursues the fugitive Mulder and Scully, discovering more than she bargained for in the process.
Starz, Susanna, “PREDISPOSITION”
“To Little Scully-Mulder, best wishes. From Your Evil, Evil Fairy Godparents. Marita and Alex.” Rated R. (20.6 k)
Sasserbaum, Cecily, ”THE GOOD FAIRY”
I serve at the pleasure of the President of the United States. ‘The West Wing’ crossover. Rated PG. (17 k)
Sabine, “THANKS OF A GRATEFUL NATION”
” I am death; I am the child of twenty centuries of defeat upon defeat; I am the missing link; I am Neanderthal; I am angelic; I am extraterrestrial; I am superhuman; I am the king of assholes; I am one in five billion; I am an imp; I am a demon; I am the …
” ‘Who was he?’ Mulder asked. ‘And don’t say optometrist.’
I laughed despite myself. ‘His father was an optometrist,’ I said. ‘He’s an internist in New York; NYU Medical Center.’
Mulder spat a shell at me. ‘Fine, don’t tell me,’ he said.
‘It’s not a big deal, really,’ I said, possibly lying. ‘He was a friend of mine …