16 seems like it'd be heartbreaking enough for the angst prompt thing~
ok dude i know u sent this like a month ago so sorry i wasnt ignoring it, i just couldnt fucking figure out how to do it. i think i figured it tho. altho i dunno… but thank you for sending it :$) (oh and sorry it got so fuckin huge)
16. “I’m trying, can’t you see? Isn’t that enough for you?”
Scully could feel his touch before she even opened her eyes- just lightly brushing a piece of hair from her face as he mumbled her name softly. After a second, her eye cracked open and all she could see was the world flooded with a blinding white light. And then his face appeared, though years younger as if he managed to travel through time just to see her once again. But a moment passed, and her eyes filled with tears when she realized the man standing by her bed was not Mulder, but their son.
“Hey, Mom,” he whispered so gently, “how ya feeling?” William’s face forced a supportive smile, only furthering how much he looked like his father.
“I feel… like hell.”
William laughed. “I talked to your doctor and that seems about right.”
“Hmmm… how long did he say?”
“Will,” she reached out a shaky hand and took her son’s, “it’s okay. How long?”
His refusal to meet her eyes said it all.
William face moved into a smile. “He’s great, begged me and Ellie to miss school today just to see you.”
“Still refusing to go by his name?”
“Yeah, Dad was definitely right about that being a bad idea.”
Scully opened her mouth to say something, but her words were lost before they were formed.
She shook her head, taking the rest of the room in before returning her gaze to her son.
“He just… he reminds me so much of him.” Her voice cracked with every word.
William nodded and looked down.
“Shhh… Will, it’s a good thing,” she reached over and tilted his chin up to meet her gaze, “I’m so proud that he’s so much like him.”
“Me too,” her son whispered.
“Just keep him away from trains… and boats… and cars. And Walter Skinner’s nursing home.”
Will let out a laugh. “Okay, will do.” He brushed another hair from her face. “Listen, Mom, I gotta go to work, but I’ll stop by later with El and the baby and Danny okay?”
“But I wanted to drop this off for you to go through.” He reached into his large coat pocket and pulled out a bundle of envelopes. “We were cleaning out the house this weekend, and these were in a box in Dad’s study? Actually they were in the box, locked in his desk, and there was no key to be found. I had to take a hammer to the door to get it open. But the envelopes, they were still sealed and addressed to you, in his handwriting, so I thought you might know what they were?”
Scully reached out and took the bundle from him, slid the rubber band off and examined the envelopes.
“No idea, Will. I’ll look through them okay? Tell you what I find tonight.”
He smiled down at her, and then leaned over, pressing a kiss to her forehead and squeezing her hand lightly. “Just be careful in case they’re coated in alien DNA.”
She laughed, and watched him leave the room, before turning back to the stack of papers in her lap.