Mulder lays eyes on the woman of his dreams. Rated R. (9 K)
Oracle, “LONDON IS DROWNING”
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Mulder lays eyes on the woman of his dreams. Rated R. (9 K)
Oracle, “LONDON IS DROWNING”
A caretaker for the Mulder family recounts her memories of the days after Samantha’s disapperance. October 1973. Think Watergate. Think oil embargo. Think Samantha. Rated PG. (49 K)
Kel, ”HOLLOW DAY”
Dana skips school and her older sister, Melissa, leaves home. Rated PG-13 for controversial topic. (20.7 K)
Ebonbird, “GYPSY”
“He is a chameleon, a dynamic bundle of contradictions: a littleboy with wide eyes and wonder in every pore. A sad man with theweight of the future of mankind on his heart and his shoulders. A cool, professional agent, competent and perceptive about a person’s actions, his motivations, and his guilt. A fashion plate: a …
“In one moment, silence closed over her like murky river water. Until that pregnant second gave birth to never-ending hours, she had no idea silence could be loud, threatening to deafen her with its clatter.” Rated PG13. (17 K)
Scullyfan, “CACOPHONY”
While trying to recapture his past, Mulder jeopardizes his soul. Rated PG. (39 k)
Satchie, “DANCING WITH MEPHISTOPHILES”
” There is nothing but us, Scully and I. We are not preordained, we are not predestined, and even so, in this enormous world of men we found each other, a colossal global coincidence causing earthquakes in Turkey and Mexico. We shook it up, she and I. We shake it up. And when the dust …
“In a bell-tolling moment of reckoning, two from alone perspectives – faith of faith, faith of science (blind alone faith of promised inevitability) – two in the moment met Truth. They met on demand. Circumstance, uninvited, invited the two to truth, together. Heads butting fury they rode in collision: she on foot of deskless body …
“You think I’m some sort of saviour, Scully, and me and my ego couldn’t bear to break the news; I’m just some guy who has no idea where he’s been these last few weeks; I’m just some guy who remembers nothing but the wet itch of your salty tear on my cheek and waking up …
“Joy to the world, the Lord is come. And as rapidly, he is losing his mind.” Rated PG. (11 K)
Sabine, “CHRONICLE OF A LIFE FORETOLD”