Well, gang. I'm days late with this and I hope you'll forgive me. Scully took me in a very different direction than I set out to lead her. She does that.
I started watching The X-Files
in the fall of 1999. What happened was not so complicated - I watched to escape, and I became addicted. Obsessed? Oh, you all know how it goes. I devoured fanfiction and I spent ridiculous amounts of money to obtain videotapes (!) of back episodes. And I found myself. That sounds silly and pretentious, but I attribute a lot of my self-discovery, a lot of growing up, to fandom and to writing, and I wouldn't have found those without Mulder and Scully. Today, it's been a long time since I really watched this show, with that fervor and anxiety I once did. But it resonates still, and it is, after all, a first love. You know what they say....
Y'all might know, "The End" is my favorite episode. I've explored a lot of aspects of it, but this was new to me. Scully, in the basement, in the ashes. It came from listening to my favorite song, "Mary" by Patty Griffin, which I discovered thanks to the OBSSE. (If you haven't ever seen it, I encourage you to find BDodd's "Mary" video from the 2001 Scully Marathon [the version that I found on YouTube
appears to have been edited to include scenes from season 9, but it is still awesome]).
So, on to the fic.
TITLE: Leaves Her Fingerprints
Pairing: Mulder/Scully, more partnership than relationship
SPOILERS: The End; series through Season 5
DISCLAIMER: Not mine and I'm not selling.
SUMMARY: "Mary stays behind, and starts cleaning up the place." Scully, after 'The End.'
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