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Mobius by L.A. Ward (R)
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: eclectic fiction
Why this must be read: Today being the anniversary of Mulder and Scully's very first meeting, I thought it ironically appropriate to rec a fic where it didn't happen. Well, sort of.
This is a post-Requiem AU, in more than one sense of the term. No events from season eight have happened, and Scully isn't partnered with Doggett--she's on her own. And on her own, she comes across an X-File that throws her into an alternate universe where she's a neurologist and married to Daniel Waterston, and her counterpart Dana Waterston has taken her place in her own world.
This is one of the better casefiles I've read--full of extreme possibilities and scientific explanations, with mytharc in one universe and regular X-File in the other. Scully gets to see Mulder again, but is faced with what she might have to sacrifice to be with him, while Dana Waterston walks awhile down the road not taken, and both versions of Scully come to a new understanding of themselves and their lives. It's wonderfully well-done.
Scully sat alone in Dana Waterston's car in a dangerous neighborhood, but she hardly noticed. She was too distracted by everything that had happened in the last few hours. How could she think about anything as mundane as where she was parked?
When she had exited the hospital and walked into the physician's parking lot, Scully had realized that she had no idea what car she was looking for. Luckily the key chain in her pocket had a remote locking device so Scully had slowly walked through the parking lot clicking the button until there was a beep and a flash of headlights.
Once behind the steering wheel of a black Lexus, Scully had driven directly to a pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. As a general rule, Scully didn't put much stock in intuition, but she couldn't deny that even before she took the test she had known what the result would be.
No baby.
Scully had stared at the pink stick as a dark emotion washed over her. It was as if that pink spot embodied every unjust and unfair thing she had ever experienced--which was ridiculous. It was nothing more than a simple medical test. It wasn't the universe saying, "You can have Mulder or the baby. You can't have both."
Scully shook her head and forced herself into motion. She didn't like the direction of her thoughts or the sadness snaking through her. If everything was spinning out of control, Scully had to do something to set it right.
Mobius
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: eclectic fiction
Why this must be read: Today being the anniversary of Mulder and Scully's very first meeting, I thought it ironically appropriate to rec a fic where it didn't happen. Well, sort of.
This is a post-Requiem AU, in more than one sense of the term. No events from season eight have happened, and Scully isn't partnered with Doggett--she's on her own. And on her own, she comes across an X-File that throws her into an alternate universe where she's a neurologist and married to Daniel Waterston, and her counterpart Dana Waterston has taken her place in her own world.
This is one of the better casefiles I've read--full of extreme possibilities and scientific explanations, with mytharc in one universe and regular X-File in the other. Scully gets to see Mulder again, but is faced with what she might have to sacrifice to be with him, while Dana Waterston walks awhile down the road not taken, and both versions of Scully come to a new understanding of themselves and their lives. It's wonderfully well-done.
Scully sat alone in Dana Waterston's car in a dangerous neighborhood, but she hardly noticed. She was too distracted by everything that had happened in the last few hours. How could she think about anything as mundane as where she was parked?
When she had exited the hospital and walked into the physician's parking lot, Scully had realized that she had no idea what car she was looking for. Luckily the key chain in her pocket had a remote locking device so Scully had slowly walked through the parking lot clicking the button until there was a beep and a flash of headlights.
Once behind the steering wheel of a black Lexus, Scully had driven directly to a pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. As a general rule, Scully didn't put much stock in intuition, but she couldn't deny that even before she took the test she had known what the result would be.
No baby.
Scully had stared at the pink stick as a dark emotion washed over her. It was as if that pink spot embodied every unjust and unfair thing she had ever experienced--which was ridiculous. It was nothing more than a simple medical test. It wasn't the universe saying, "You can have Mulder or the baby. You can't have both."
Scully shook her head and forced herself into motion. She didn't like the direction of her thoughts or the sadness snaking through her. If everything was spinning out of control, Scully had to do something to set it right.
Mobius