Title: Sesame Street Days II
Author: Vbjess
Written: November 2000
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Seasons 3, 5, 6,& 7
Keywords: MSR
Disclaimer: I do not own any and/or all of the characters, ideas, or settings created by or with the help of any and all of the writers, producers, characters, actors, or any other identities belonging to the cast/production team of THE X-FILES.

Summary: A true X-File, complete with hybrids, MSR, Morleys, and the LGM, including why M & S would "get together."


This was written after having heard a summary (via telephone) of the season finale of The X-Files, season 7. I could not watch myself, and so I was forced to hear and find only summaries. Forgive me if my background facts are a bit off in this little piece of fanfic, as I could not help it. This picks up where the finale left off. A possible scenario, but I don't believe in spoilers, so you'll only find past episodes here. My apologies to those who have not seen Season Seven yet. There is also a mention of Season Three. Sorry to those of you who are outside the States- Much of this may not make much sense!

Sappy, yes. "Ohno,Jessie'sbeenuptoolongagain!" (Amen to that!) Shipper warning. Don't say I didn't warn you.

'Fox, does she know?'

'About my...position? I think so.'

'I've missed you.'

'I thought I'd never see you again Sam.'

'But you're not staying, are you?'

'I wish I were. But, there's more than one person waiting for me down there.'

'It's your child, isn't it?'

'Even if it is an experiment, it's still something I thought I'd never have.'

'You've been promised immunity now, Fox. When are you going back?'

'I don't know. I can't leave Scully for much longer.'

'She's your partner, isn't she?'

'And so much more. She's the only person I-I- really trust.'

'You were going to say something else, weren't you?'

'I've hidden from myself for far too long. I've almost forgotten who I am.'

'Don't avoid the quesiton.'

'Who said I was?'

We climbed back into the van and headed back to DC. About halfway there, Byers quietly asked how I really was.

"I'll manage."

When we returned to Mulder's apartment, it was decided that the three of them would take turns staying with me. They didn't trust anyone any more than Mulder did. I simply sighed and agreed.

By the time a month had gone by, it was obvious that I would be left alone. I started taking on FBI work only on a consultant-basis, and I'd started teaching a few classes at Quantico

It was time to know for sure about the baby. I scheduled a test at Georgetown, and found a sample of Mulder's blood in the FBI bank. I simply had to know.

'I have to go back.'

'This was expected, Mr.Mulder. We will let you say goodbye to your sister, and then we will erase certain memories-'

'-You will block them off.'

'Exactly. Then we will leave you in Oregon where you were picked up.'

'I couldn't just wake up in my apartment?'

'That could be arranged.'

'If I could smile, I would. What will become of this... '

'-ESP? It's up to you. If you decide to keep it, you might have problems with it, but perhaps not. We can let you keep it, and then take you back to fix the problem should one arise. The complications are unknown.'

'You'll be monitoring me then?'

'Of course. Just as we've been monitoring your partner.'


'Well, we couldn't very well forget about her, could we? Of course not.'

'You're leaving me now, Fox?'

'Yes Sam. I have to go back.'

'I'll miss you.'

'Don't talk like that. You know you can't miss something you still have. We're all a part of a greater being. You know that just as well as I do. You know what it's been all about, same as I do. I love you Sam. I always have, and I always will.'

'I know Fox. I love you too. Take care of yourself. Don't worry about me.'

'I think that for the first time in my life, I actually will.'

The End


'preciate you readin' this! Gotta jetty now, 'afore the thunderstorm knocks out power before I save this! Love you, and God Bless!

<the original vbjess>

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