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The Dreaming Sea by Revely (PG)
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Scully UST
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
revely
Author Website: Revely Fic
Why this must be read: This is one of my favorite XF stories. It's sweet and dreamy, but also sharp, funny and unique. Like an earlier rec, "Banging Your Head On a Red-Haired Brick Wall," and a rec that will be named later, it features one of the most memorable original characters in XF fic. Jonah is a little boy lost, who may also be something else -- possibly something magical. There are so many other wonderful things about this story, too: the wise beyond his years voice of Andy, Jonah's friend and protector, the vivid portrait of small town history and interactions, and the way all these elements work their charm on Mulder and Scully.
Mulder watched in fascination as Jonah ate with all the passion of an explorer in a new world. The food appeared to be almost as welcome to his bruised soul as the touch of Scully's hands. The ravioli, which he insisted on eating snuggled up on Scully's lap, slid down easily and he ate two heaping bowls full. The milk he adored, and the pears made him hum with pleasure. But they saved the best for last. Mulder watched the child closely as his partner sat the warm bowl of butterscotch pudding down in front of him. She handed him the spoon, which he used awkwardly, like a baby attempting a new motor skill. With the first bite, tears welled up in his eyes and they both stared when he began to shudder in ecstasy. He quit crying only when a saline tear dropped into his spoon and he found the familiar taste of the sea.
The room was hushed. Jonah finished his bowl and eyed Mulder's half-eaten portion, putting on his most charming toothless smile
[…] though the boy didn't seem to have much understanding, yet, he had an astounding capacity for learning. By 8 a.m. they'd discovered he definitely understood 'eat,' drooling like Pavlov's dog when Scully said the word. He launched himself onto the bed and began to bounce when Mulder mentioned the word 'jump'. From what they could tell, Jonah was also becoming well versed with yes, no, food, play, good job, his own name and theirs as well. Scully taught him that over breakfast. She withheld his pancakes until she'd gotten him to nod for yes and shake his head for no, then she quizzed him on their names.
"Scully," she said, testing him by pressing her index finger in Jonah's small chest. The boy giggled and shook his head, then used his own finger to point squarely on Scully's left breast, giving it two pokes as though surprised at the soft resistance she offered. Mulder snorted and swallowed a laugh.
"Well, guess we know whether he's going to be a breast or leg man."
"Shut up, Mulder."
The Dreaming Sea by Revely
Pairing: Mulder/Scully UST
Author on LJ:
revelyAuthor Website: Revely Fic
Why this must be read: This is one of my favorite XF stories. It's sweet and dreamy, but also sharp, funny and unique. Like an earlier rec, "Banging Your Head On a Red-Haired Brick Wall," and a rec that will be named later, it features one of the most memorable original characters in XF fic. Jonah is a little boy lost, who may also be something else -- possibly something magical. There are so many other wonderful things about this story, too: the wise beyond his years voice of Andy, Jonah's friend and protector, the vivid portrait of small town history and interactions, and the way all these elements work their charm on Mulder and Scully.
Mulder watched in fascination as Jonah ate with all the passion of an explorer in a new world. The food appeared to be almost as welcome to his bruised soul as the touch of Scully's hands. The ravioli, which he insisted on eating snuggled up on Scully's lap, slid down easily and he ate two heaping bowls full. The milk he adored, and the pears made him hum with pleasure. But they saved the best for last. Mulder watched the child closely as his partner sat the warm bowl of butterscotch pudding down in front of him. She handed him the spoon, which he used awkwardly, like a baby attempting a new motor skill. With the first bite, tears welled up in his eyes and they both stared when he began to shudder in ecstasy. He quit crying only when a saline tear dropped into his spoon and he found the familiar taste of the sea.
The room was hushed. Jonah finished his bowl and eyed Mulder's half-eaten portion, putting on his most charming toothless smile
[…] though the boy didn't seem to have much understanding, yet, he had an astounding capacity for learning. By 8 a.m. they'd discovered he definitely understood 'eat,' drooling like Pavlov's dog when Scully said the word. He launched himself onto the bed and began to bounce when Mulder mentioned the word 'jump'. From what they could tell, Jonah was also becoming well versed with yes, no, food, play, good job, his own name and theirs as well. Scully taught him that over breakfast. She withheld his pancakes until she'd gotten him to nod for yes and shake his head for no, then she quizzed him on their names.
"Scully," she said, testing him by pressing her index finger in Jonah's small chest. The boy giggled and shook his head, then used his own finger to point squarely on Scully's left breast, giving it two pokes as though surprised at the soft resistance she offered. Mulder snorted and swallowed a laugh.
"Well, guess we know whether he's going to be a breast or leg man."
"Shut up, Mulder."
The Dreaming Sea by Revely
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