x-files fic: borrowed and blue
Title: Borrowed and Blue
Summary: She knows Mulder, knows every inch of his skin, has memorized his muscles and bones. He is the only one in the world who is able to traverse the vast minefield of her scars and mercurial moods. She is the sole person to whom he whispers his secrets and his fears. There’s no reason to be afraid.
Rating: Teen and up.
Word Count: 2,300
Timeline: About a year after the revival.
Note: Written for @leiascully‘s clothing challenge. All my thanks to my squad for reassuring me I wasn’t insane and all the fashion and floral advice. And my apologies to @icedteainthebag. I stole something from you.
Warning: Overindulgence in fluff may cause nausea and vomiting. Consume at your own risk.
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On this day, this sunny and gorgeous October day with the leaves turning vivid colors, Scully misses her mother. She pictures Maggie all done up in an elegant suit in a soft pastel shade, maybe pink or powder blue. If she closes her eyes, she can smell her mother’s perfume, Chanel Number Five. She imagines her mother nervously fluttering around the room, fussing and chattering about nonsense.
It’s been just over a year and today Scully couldn’t miss her mother more. She should be here today, of all days.