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Title: Hide in Plain Sight

Author: Sara B.

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Spoilers: The Truth

Category: Angst (tiny), Humor (hopefully) and MSR (definitely)

Rating: Over seventeen

Summary: Scully has a plan for their future.  How will Mulder respond?

Disclaimer:  The recognized characters in this story belong to C. Carter and Co., Fox and the wonderful actors who breathed life into written words, most notably G. Anderson and D. Duchovny who were able to make us believe in the improbable.  The story belongs to me.

Gratitude: To Kim Knight, for who she is and what she does.  Thanks bunches.  Dennis for just about everything.  To CC and Company, who created the X-Files.  Lastly to the readers.

Archive: I’d be honored.  Please keep my name attached and let me know where it will be.  Thank you.

Author Notes: This story came out of nowhere.  I was eating my lunch and there it was.  I’m one of those who refuses believe ‘Requiem’ or anything beyond even happened so for me to write a post ‘The Truth’ story is very weird. “Hide in Plain Sight’ has no redeeming qualities.  It is really quite pointless but it forced itself to be written.  This is actually the second version.  I wrote the first version and Kim beta’d it but I sat on it for five or six months.  One day I pulled it up to read it because I didn’t remember it and I’m trying to clean up the too many stories sitting on my hard drive begging to be finished.  I reworked the ending slightly and nipped and tucked the rest and this is the result.

Title: Hide in Plain Sight

Author: Sara B. 5/2005

 

Scully watched Mulder as he slept.  Tonight they celebrated their escape and tomorrow she would have to tell him her plan. 

She’d started formulating the plan immediately after hearing about his so-called trial.  She’d made the calls and been put in touch with the right people and it was all set.  Now all she had to do was convince him.  A few years ago she wouldn’t have had to convince him but that was before his abduction, the birth of William, his exile, William’s adoption and his “conviction.”

Scully knew what his argument would be.  It was too risky.  It was true, it was a risk but so was everything regarding them.

She moved a lock of hair from his forehead.  ‘Fox William Mulder you are about to become famous!’

 

They had gotten an early start.  Scully had raided one of Mulder’s accounts and they had identification as Marty and Debra Cahill, including credit cards, professional licenses and accreditations; complete backgrounds, psychology for him, medical doctor for her.  She was hoping they wouldn’t have to use the aliases for long, just until production started.

They stopped and got a chicken dinner from the local deli and found a municipal park to hold a picnic.  They parked by the lake and enjoyed their dinner.  Mulder had been quiet the entire day, deflecting Scully’s attempts at conversation.  She knew he was worried about her.  He was thinking how much he’d messed up her life.  She’d tried for a long time to make him see what terrific things he’d brought into her life; all the wonderful and wondrous things that were Mulder but he just saw the negative.  She was prepared to spend her life making him believe.

“Mulder, I have something to discuss with you.  You have to promise not to say no right off.  To really listen to my idea.”

Mulder was curious; Scully looked so serious.  She continued, “I think I have a way to ensure our safety.  All the plans have been put in place and all you have to do is agree with it.”  She refused to look at him, trying hard to stick to her resolve.

“You are well known in certain circles.  You’ve written articles and done interviews.  Even when you wrote under M. F. Luder they figured out it was you right?”  She looked up at him and saw a spark in interest in his eyes.

“Scully, what are you getting at?”

“Mulder, when this whole trial thing came down I contacted the people from that show ‘Cops.’  They introduced me to a Mia Tanner who got me in contact with Mike Wingham.  I told him my idea and why and he pulled heaven and earth and got us a deal.”

“What deal?”  He asked hesitantly.

She began to speak as fast as she could. Words ran together and Mulder needed to really concentrate to understand what she was saying.  “The deal where you and I become famous.  So famous our enemies would never dare touch us or our families and friends.  The show is tentatively called Busting but we have the right to change it.  Basically we just do what we’ve been doing for years, investigate the paranormal.  The difference is we get paid a lot better, the budget is bigger, they don’t care if we are sleeping together and we won’t get shut down we’d get cancelled.”  She stopped only because she was out of breath.  “It will be on Fox.”       

“Well, that explains it.”  Mulder joked.  “You can’t seriously be considering this?  You hated all that publicity that stupid movie brought us and I won’t even mention our ill-fated appearance on ‘Cops.’”

“I know you find it hard to believe but I really think we can do this.”

“Scully, maybe you have forgotten I’m a convicted fugitive.”

“That kangaroo court and conviction would never stand up anywhere.  They may be able to get you on trespassing but then they would have to open up about that facility.”

“They said I murdered that man.”

“Yes and you have two FBI agents, Monica and Doggett, who can testify they saw him at the ruins.  How could they discredit two agents in open court without discrediting the entire FBI?  They would also have to explain how those ruins, which were considered national treasures, were destroyed.  Even if they did go through with it the media would have a field day about that so called trial.  We both know the FBI, hell the whole government, can’t handle another embarrassment.”

Scully stopped talking and waited.  She looked toward the lake as twilight slipped in and painted the sky with slashes of red, pink, orange and purple.  She watched Mulder out of the corner of her eye.  He started to say something several times then stopped himself.

“Scully,” he called.

“Hmmm?”

“How much better do we get paid?”  Mulder smiled for the first time since their life on the run began. 

Scully turned to him and matched his smile.  “Does this mean you want to do this?”  He nodded.  She started to crawl toward him with a predatory gleam, “we get paid much better, very much better.  And we don’t have to write reports.”

“Not to mention celebrity is safer than witness protection any day.”  Scully was beginning a serious seduction and Mulder’s blood flow was rapidly heading south.  “Uh, Scully, maybe we need to find a motel, and quick.”  Mulder pulled her into a searing kiss.

“Make it fast Mulder. Make it very fast.”

 

Five months later:

 

Twelve year old Christine Hines and Tina Trainor are channel surfing in the Hines’ family room.  Christine’s fourteen year old brother Bob and his best friend Eric Roberds are playing computer games in the corner.

“Next on Fox!”  The announcer says.  “Two former FBI agents lead you on a search for the truth.  Do aliens exist, are there creatures called the Bigfoot, are ghosts real?  Fox Mulder and Dana Scully take you on a journey into the unknown and try to solve these and many more mysteries.” 

A picture of Fox Mulder and Dana Scully flashes on the screen.

“Oooh, he’s cute.” Christine chimes.

“She’s hot!” Yelps Bob.

 

End

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