The Truth is Out There--Scene 9 from XF3
by Lolabeegood

E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com
Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached.

Rating: R
Categories: S, R
Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance, Post-IWTB
Spoilers: IWTB
Summary:  The truth is something Mulder & Scully may have to 
pay a steep price for.

Author's Notes: 

Ever since I watched IWTB I have thought of the ideal way to start 
and storyline a third movie.  So, after much thought and 
deliberation I have a series of scenes that I have written for the 
third XF movie.  The scenes will not necessarily run right after 
each other but they are in sequence.  They are more like scenes I 
would like to see in the XF3 that develop character, tie loose ends, 
and add plot interest.  

I do not own the characters and I don't make any money from this.

Enjoy!

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"Do I know you?" Mulder finally asked as he glanced furtively at 
Scully.

"He's...uh..." Scully started and then stammered as tears filled 
her eyes.

"I'm William" the little boy said as he looked straight at Mulder.

Mulder stumbled back several feet and put his hand to his forehead.  
He looked at Scully standing next to the young man, her hand 
protectively grasping his shoulder.  He turned and walked away from 
them struggling with each step and turning to look at them astounded 
at the sight before his eyes.  He paused for a minute and his 
thoughts shifted from happiness to disaster. He swiftly marched 
toward the young man and leaned into his space placing his face 
directly in front of his.

"Who sent you?" he yelled.

"Mulder!" Scully shouted pulling the boy against her.

"I...I..." Patrick stammered, obviously confused by his anger.

"Who sent you to screw with her head?" Mulder shouted again 
gesturing towards his temple.

People at the playground started to gather their belongings and 
exit the park quickly. 

"Mulder!" Scully shouted again.

"I...I..." Patrick said as his eyes filled with tears.

"Why are they screwing with her again?" Mulder shouted even louder 
into the young man's face.

Scully placed herself between them drawing Patrick protectively 
around the back of her body.

"He is William" she said forcefully. 

"He is like hell" Mulder said turning to put some distance between 
them again.

"Stop Mulder.  Just stop" she said lifting a hand out in a halting 
gesture. 

Scully turned to look at Patrick huddled behind her, obviously 
scared of the man who had been yelling at him.

"Patrick, are you okay?" she asked as she ran a hand down the side 
of his face.

'He doesn't believe me' the voice in her head said through muffled 
sobs.

"He will" she said reassuringly as she hugged him against her body. 
"He will."

Mulder stood several feet away his heart breaking at the sight 
before him.  They had sent a child, a child who maybe didn't even 
know he was part of a bigger plot, to fuck with Scully's head.  She 
would be devastated when she learned the truth.  Mulder wasn't sure 
if she could withstand this new horror.

"Can you sit for a couple of minutes on that bench while I talk 
with him?" she asked in soft tones.

"Yeah" he answered weakly.

She let him go and he walked over to a nearby bench and reached into 
his back pocket to pull out the comic book Scully had bought him an 
hour ago.  He heaved himself onto the bench, slumping forward and 
opened the pages.  Scully knew this meeting had caused him great 
pain and she needed to find a way to repair that.  She turned and 
walked briskly toward Mulder, no softness in her demeanor.

"He is William" she said definitively. 

"Scully," he grasped her arm and pulled her closer toward him "I 
don't know what is going on but that" he pointed toward Patrick
"is not our son."

"He is, Mulder.  I know he is" she said assuredly.

"How?  Tell me how you know Scully?  Because the woman I know, and 
the investigator I knew, would need more than a gut feeling" he 
said sharply.

"He..." she paused to glance at Patrick again "he...he speaks to 
me in my head...I don't know how, but he does."

"Aliens can do that." Mulder said as he too glanced at the young 
man.

"Mulder, he's not an alien.  He's our son" she said looking deeply 
into his eyes.

'What does he say?  How do you hear him in your head?" he asked 
shaking his head in disbelief.

"It's like a voice, his voice, which comes in clearly and drowns 
out all my other thoughts."

"How...how...how do you know it's him?"

"I know.  I just know." She said grasping his hand "he knows songs 
I used to sing to him..."

"...they could have that information stored" he interrupted.

"He knows things even you don't know" she said looking down at her 
feet.

"Things like what?" he asked suddenly concerned for her "Scully are 
you okay?"

"No, not that" she said dismissing his worries about cancer "he...
he...he knew about the day I found out my mother was in 
treatment..."

"...there are hospital records, they could have..."

"...Mulder, he didn't know why I was so sad, just that I was sad and 
crying and sobbing for a whole afternoon alone." 

"Where was I?" Mulder looked at her searching his memories. "You told 
me at supper that you just got a call...you seemed upset  and 
worried but not beside yourself..."

"...you missed the afternoon show" she said as she looked up at him. 

"Why...why didn't you come and get me?" he said with tears in his 
own eyes as he thought of her in so much pain.

"I...I...didn't want you to feel..."

"Guilty" he finished her sentence.

"How could he know that Mulder?  We were still in hiding.  There 
were no cameras on us, he would have no clue that my reaction 
would be like that and that...that I was alone."

"He...he..." Mulder was at a loss for words as he looked at the 
young man sitting on the bench engrossed in his comic.

"He's William" she said running a hand up his arm.  "Look, Mulder, 
we'll get DNA testing, we'll get it, I promise you, but...but for 
now, until then...you have to trust me.  You have to know that 
he is our son." 

He stood looking between the boy on the bench and the woman who 
stood in front of him.  He wanted to grab her hand and run away, 
he wanted to tell her it was a trick and he wanted to save her 
the ache of finding out he wasn't William.  But, she would never 
forgive him, and maybe...unknowing...he could never forgive 
himself.  

"We'll get testing Scully," he said as he broke from his thoughts 
"we'll get it right away because if...if he's not who you think 
he is...I want you to know as soon as possible.  You...you need 
to guard your heart until then because...because..."

"I know" she said as a tear escaped from her lashes.

She grabbed his hand and turned to walk towards Patrick but Mulder 
halted her journey with his feet staying firmly in place.

"Scully" he said as she turned toward him "if he really is 
William..." He stammered over the thought. "I just fucked up big 
time, didn't I?"

She gave him a tight-lipped smile and tugged at his hand, motioning 
for them to join Patrick on the bench.

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The End of scene 9