lightless_lamb
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What if Scully were the one who woke up with amnesia, in the centre of a murder investigation?
My interpretation of Demons (4x23) if the roles were reversed.
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“Agent Mulder,” Skinner started, pressing his fingers to his temples as he studied the man in front of him. Mulder suddenly felt as though he were wearing the sleeplessness of his weekend like a cloak, gaudy and begging to be examined.
“I just got off the phone with the San Diego police department. They caught a case early yesterday morning, a murder, and…”
Pieces of information rose and burst like fireworks in Mulder’s field of vision, each one sending a fresh wave of nausea cascading through him.
Scully’s tight smile as she informed him she’d be out of town that weekend.
The slight straightening to her spine that always indicated she’d be visiting family.
A line in a personnel file, listing Bill Scully’s address as 6410 Ambrosia Drive, San Diego, California.
San Diego PD. Calling Skinner about a murder.
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⠒ A canon-compliant, internally consistent episode-by-episode exploration of Mulder and Scully’s interiority, usually accompanied by a little vignette, before or after. (Digging into the on-screen *and* the off-screen, one ep at a time.) Consider it an ep-by-ep watch companion.
⠒ Currently updating every 5 days.
⠒ I've tagged it Explicit for future-purposes; explicity comes to those who wait, or something.
⠒ Though I’m writing these because I feel compelled to do so, I hope that you enjoy them! That would be lagniappe.
⠒ Forever and always, fuck AI. This thing ain't perfect, but it's all mine. Do not run my work through AI for any reason.
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- Part 2 of Blessed and Stricken
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14 Oct 2026
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When there is a threat made against Mulder’s life, the bureau force him to go into witness protection, but he reaches out to Scully in the only way he can - he sends her a letter.
Scully makes a desperate, snap decision that will ensure they aren’t separated and it has immediate ramifications for their lives together.
They are forced to finally admit their true feelings as they settle into their brand new lives, half way across the country with new names.Bookmarked by lightless_lamb
24 Sep 2026
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I can’t say with certainty where we’ll end up (together or separately).
But for now, these chapters are manifesting as little explorations of Mulder and Scully’s internality within each episode, usually accompanied by a little off-screen vignette, before or after.
Though I’m writing these because I’m compelled to do so, I hope that you enjoy them! That would be lagniappe.
Forever and always, fuck AI. This thing ain't perfect, but it's all mine. Do not run my work through AI for any reason.
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01 Jun 2026
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“It’s true, Dana,” Mrs Mulder said, finally, when Dana remained silent. “You’re coming to live with us for a while. This way, your mother can focus on helping your little brother. And your father can beaver away at his work on the new base. It will be no trouble at all to us. We have plenty of space. You will have your own room, very private, with a lock on the door and everything. It’ll be safer for you. And good for Fox. He needs to be challenged.”
Dana had no disagreements with Mrs Mulder on that score, but she rather doubted the long-term effectiveness of the strategy being proposed. Again, she glanced around the room. “But, Mrs Mulder, your son hates me.”
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What if when Charlie got rheumatic fever, the Scully family happened to live on the Vineyard? And also, it were 1943 -- the year a secret Navy base appeared on the Vineyard, and multiple test pilots disappeared?
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23 May 2026
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What if Mulder returned to England after "The Erlenmeyer Flask"? And someone decided this was the perfect time to start stalking Scully?
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“They’re goddamn right you should’ve told me!” His voice thundered off eighteenth-century oak beams. “You could be dead, right now!”
She made a noise like he’d slapped her. Had he really just repeated their first fight? Yes. Of course. Because Fox Mulder was a sap and a fuckup and he’d left her all alone out there, and now- “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell like that. I’m just…”
“I didn’t think you’d care.” Her voice was the size of a lethal injection needle. It threaded neatly under his skin and into his veins and sent breathless death straight into his heart.
“What?” he rasped.
“You’d moved on. Or, away. You’d moved away. You have another life at Oxford, now, Mulder. Other goals. Other priorities. I should handle these things on my own. I need to handle these things on my own.”
“...Is this why you won’t answer my emails? Is this why you screen all your calls?”Bookmarked by lightless_lamb
30 Apr 2026