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katy-kt-katie · 1 year
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Just Like Comity
Wrote a ficlet to resolve the Scully / Mulder / Detective White arc, because I just can't stand Syzygy and D. White!
Storylink on AO3: LINK Love your comments or kudos!
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He grabbed her hand as they exited their hotel.
Damn, it felt good to hold his hand in public.
They’d snuck away, a spring break of sorts to the coast of New Hampshire. Mulder said Portsmouth, at least in photos, had reminded him of Martha’s Vineyard but without the familial baggage.
They had been together for a few months now, but they realized they had both wanted more from their relationship for years. They were making up for lost time and Scully was happy to take a break for a change and just spend time together as two people in love.
“Market Square is just around this corner, according to the map, Scully,” he said, smiling at her and finding her lips in a peck.
“Oh. Sorry,” a voice said, as they bumped into this person on the sidewalk; a pedestrian collision as they’d turned the corner. “Agent Mulder?”
Scully, had been kissing Mulder during the wreck, and was rubbing her sore teeth, but looked up to see none other than…
“…Detective White.” He smiled, “Pleasure to see you.”
“Yeah, it’s great to see you too. It’s Captain now, but you can call me Angela.”
Mulder nodded. “You remember my partner, Dana…Agent Scully.”
“Of course,” White said.
The three of them stood awkwardly for a moment. 
“So, Captain?” Mulder said. “Congratulations.”
“Yes,” she sighed, eyeing Scully. “I left Comity and took the position here, in Providence.”
“What are the odds,” Scully sighed under her breath.
She felt Mulder’s hand move to the small of her back and then his fingertips spread out, squeezing the muscles on either side of her spine. She knew he was trying to tell her to settle down.  He leaned into her ear and whispered, “We aren’t in Comity and I’m with you, honey.”
She licked her lips and sighed, trying to let go of her jealousy.
White was eyeing the exchange. “Am I making this up, or were you two kissing?” 
“Nope, your eyes are not deceiving you,” Mulder replied.
Scully couldn’t help but smile as she looked at her man; so proud to be with her and happy to share it with a woman who once tried to sever their connection.
White laughed and gestured towards them, pointing her finger back and forth and shaking her head.
Scully tucked her face into Mulder’s shoulder so they couldn’t see her roll her eyes.
“What?” Mulder said.
“It’s just…you seemed like you hated each other on that case. Bickering, irritation, rolling eyes at each other. I figured you two had been begging for reassignments.”
Scully laughed.
“Oh, that was the celestial alignment,” Mulder said. “Turns out we’ve been in love for years. There’s no one like her,” he said, gently lifting her chin and pecking her lips again.
Scully stared at him with complete contentment. Her man, fawning over her in the street. God how she loved him.
“Okay…” White shrugged.
“...And um…we’d ask for your discretion,” Mulder said, winking at her, “bureau doesn’t need to know.”
White shrugged and nodded, “I’d never want to stand in the way.”
Scully scoffed, quietly. Mulder nudged her.
“Well…great to see you, Captain White. We are going to check out Market Square. It’s a sneak away vacation for us, so I can’t imagine we’ll cross paths again.”
“Probably not,” she said, leaning in to give Mulder a kiss on the cheek.  He allowed it. Scully rolled her eyes as White walked away.
“Just like Comity,” he teased.
“What?” she protested.
“The eye roll!”
Scully smiled wide and confessed, "She called you at the office several times after that case. I deleted the messages."
"Scully. You devious woman," he pulled her tighter into his side. 
“The only thing like Comity is a woman is going to mount you tonight, but it’s not going to be her,” she said with venom, “It’s going to be me.”
“And I’ll be a willing participant, honey. Instead of confused.” He paused, “My future is clear as day.”
Scully stood on her tip toes and found his lips and then his tongue, lost in a public display for a moment.
Mulder whispered in her ear, “I loved you then, I just didn’t know what to do about it.”
She playfully grabbed his ass, “I did too. That’s why I got so pissed off,” she grabbed his shirt in her hands, "and why I deleted the messages," she grinned.
Mulder grabbed her hand even tighter and pulled her towards a farmer’s market booth adorned with fresh flowers, saying out loud to himself, “What should I get for the love of my life?”
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randomfoggytiger · 9 months
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All Eyes Lead to the Truth | Syzygy (3x13)
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“I was hoping you could help me solve the mystery of the horny beast.”
Special Agent Fox Mulder leans against the wall, tucked behind the edge of the door jamb. She’d thought him attractive when he first showed up in Comity, accompanied by his rather surly partner, but it’s the first time all day she feels like the attraction is mutual. His actions indicate shyness, but his words…
“Pardon me?” she asks, unsure if she’d misheard him.
He blinks, shaking his head a couple times, as if coming out of a trance. “I’m sorry, I meant to say ‘horned’ beast. I, uh… I’m not exactly sure where that came from.”
Detective Angela White smiles, just a bit. “It’s fine, I was actually thinking earlier today I felt a bit… off. Something in the air, I guess.”
“Yeah. Something in the air.” He grins back at her. Definitely mutual. “Anyway, since you and I both seemed to see something my partner didn’t, I was wondering what you think it means.”
“What I think it means?” Detective White is taken aback. Comity is a small town; she’s the only female police officer in her department. Despite how hard she’s worked to climb the ranks, there’s always an air of dismissiveness from her male counterparts. 
Agent Mulder looks at her inquisitively, however, like he actually cares what she has to say. “Yeah. It could be a goat, or a ram, maybe. These types of animals have some significance in the occult, or even in astrology.”
“Astrology?” 
“When I said I had an open mind, I suppose I should have specified how open.”
She raises a brow. “Well, your partner has pretty much ruled out the occult. I wouldn’t want to step on anyone’s toes.”
“You’re not. I just want to solve this case, Detective White. And it would be remiss of us to leave any possible avenue unexplored.”
There’s a soft nudge on her ankle: Frankie, trying to escape again. She gently pushes the tawny feline back into the house with her foot and steps out onto the porch, closing the door. 
Detective White regards Agent Mulder carefully. Surely his partner doesn’t even know he’s here. She doesn’t want to cause any waves. Perfect harmony; it’s their town’s slogan, but there’s nothing harmonious about the way they’ve been together. And yet…
Rigid in a wonderful way, he’d said. He clearly has respect for Agent Scully, despite her apparent lack of social prowess. 
Agent Mulder smiles again, almost expectantly. God, he’s cute. He’s here, after all, on her doorstep and not Agent Scully’s. She decides she’ll indulge him, maybe just for tonight. Nothing wrong with a little harmless flirtation. 
It would be remiss of us to leave any possible avenue unexplored.
“There’s an astrologist downtown we could talk to,” she suggests, knowing full well this particular avenue will probably lead to a dead end. It’s a start, though. And maybe this thing between herself and the handsome FBI agent could be a start, too.
What the hell was that?
She climbs into Agent Scully’s car, silent and awkward. The taste of vodka stings her lips and she can still smell Agent Mulder’s laundry detergent on her disheveled clothes. From the look on his partner’s face, the other woman can, too. Her brain is buzzing and her nerves are on fire… are those period cramps? Nothing in her body feels at all like it should.
They ride in silence for a good two miles, Agent Scully fuming, her hands white-knuckling the steering wheel, until Detective White has no choice but to say something.
“Look, I’m not sure if you’re upset about what happened back there or something else, but I just…” she trails off, suddenly cognizant of the fact that she’d begun talking before knowing what she’d intended to say. What the hell had happened back there? She’d essentially thrown herself at Agent Mulder, and she doesn’t remember any of it. 
The prickly redheaded agent doesn’t make eye contact, instead continues staring out at the road. Other than obvious discomfort, her face reveals nothing.
“What you do on your off time is your business, Detective White,” Agent Scully spits through gritted teeth. White has the distinct impression, however, that she’s telling her what she would rather tell Agent Mulder. 
“Okay, but it was unprofessional, and I apologize. I swear I don’t usually act like that.”
“What are you apologizing to me for?”
“Because he’s…” 
Detective White stops as Agent Scully finally glances over at her, somewhat defensively. And then she gets it. Everything about the way she’s been treated since the agents arrived makes perfect sense.
“He’s your partner. I overstepped.”
Agent Scully is quiet for a moment, and Detective White can’t tell if she’s thinking or seething. But then:
“I’m not my partner’s keeper.”
There’s a brief flash in one of her eyes that, for just a moment, White thinks might be a tear she’s keeping at bay. Agent Scully isn’t angry or upset (or premenstrual, which had been her theory from the start). She’s hurt. 
White knows there’s something happening between these two, something unresolved. But there are murders to be solved, and her cat is missing, and getting in the middle of whatever is going on between Agents Mulder and Scully is something she isn’t sure is a good idea.
“Well, I just think–”
“Can we please stop talking about this?” Agent Scully says brusquely. “I really have no inclination to discuss my personal life with you.”
Detective White settles back into her seat, her goodwill towards Agent Scully’s rudeness having finally hit its limit. 
“Gladly.” 
They drive again in silence for what feels like forever, and White watches as they pass the outskirts of town; there are fields of beasts grazing, none of them horned. 
Suddenly, there’s a thunk on the windshield as a dead bird falls from the sky. Both women yelp, and White leans forward to look up at the watchful, solitary moon.
So much for perfect harmony.
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