Waiting for Will isn't half bad when the sun's out and the autumn air is still a little warm. Scully sits on a bench, looking at the city, hands in her lap and eyes closed in the sunshine. It's quiet, even peaceful and she finally has some time to think ( Read more... )

The west end has the nicest shops, just as Will promised, Shopping is slow going and it's not how Scully wanted to spend her morning. She's still a little queasy and the smell of coffee shops is unpleasant instead of cheerful in the autumn air ( Read more... )

It's a little nontraditional, walking through a mansion looking for a Nineteenth century physician, violinist, genius extraordinare for a relatively simple obstetric question. Except her questions stop being simple when she's in the realm of Abnormals, something her ordinary medical degree didn't prepare her for ( Read more... )

She doesn't really know who else to call, and her hands are sweating when she dials. She doesn't know Magnus, having met her once, but Mulder swears she's the one of the world's experts on teratology. If something's wrong, they have to know and the world expert is definitely someone worth asking ( Read more... )

Mulder carries her bags to the car. He volunteers and they don't discuss it. She's grateful for that, and the arm around her shoulders. It's the only time in her life she's ever been nauseated by an airplane. One of the stewards kept bringing her ginger ale and she can't help wondering if he could tell ( Read more... )

"Mulder?" she asks the phone when he picks up. It's unspeakably early, but she knows he'll be awake in Pacific time.

(nudge: Mulder)

Scully will be doing Advanced Forensic Pathology Training at Quantico for the next two weeks. She'll be too busy with corpses to reply to much. She'll be back September 18th.

(OOC: I'll be in China! See you when I get back)

Mulder could just get a rental but she wants to see him. It's almost silly how desperate she is to see him, but she's not thinking rationally. The damn headache's there, but she pushes it back and waits for him by the arrivals gate.

(nudge: Mulder!)

Scully's barely been out in the field at all since Mulder left for Washington. He did kiss her goodbye and he calls when he can, it's a scattered relationship, but no less pleasant for the chaos ( Read more... )

Scully jogs along a river up in the woods. She's wearing an old FBI T-shirt, and a pair of black shorts. Her hair's up in a ponytail. The view is not as pretty as the ocean, but it gives her more time to think. She stops by one of the overlooks, breathing hard but happy. She takes a drink of water and looks out. She can't stop looking at Mount ( Read more... )