Title: The Fourth Wish

Author: Neoxphile

Spoilers: Je Souhaite, Deadalive

Catogory: Missing Scene

Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully and Jenn are creations of Chris Carterís not mine. I doubt heíll notice Iíve taken them out to play with, though.

Summary: Just what *did* Mulder wish for at the end of Je Souhaite?

Note: I ascribe to the "Requiem must have been in August" school of timeline thought. Thatíd make Je in August too.

August 2000

He wants everything to be perfect. All he has to do is frame the wish in the exact right way so that Jenn doesnít have any wiggle room, and then there will be nothing but good times for everyone on Earth from then until the end of days. Itís something that everyone would be grateful for, but why canít he convince Scully that itís the right thing to do? And why does it bother him so much that she doesnít seem to be coming around this time? Resisting a sigh, he listens to her continue to argue her case.

"Maybe it's the whole point of our lives here, Mulder-- to achieve that. Maybe it's a process that one man shouldn't try and circumvent with a single wish."

When she leaves the office, he resolves to ignore her advice, and write it off as worrying for no reason. The only problem is that sheís broken his concentration, and the words no longer seem to flow. He loses the thread completely a minute later when Jenn comes back into the room.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." Giving the computer a regretful look, he turns the monitor off. And turns to face the jinni.


"Iíve spent the past hour working on the perfect wish."

"How did it turn out?" Jenn asks with a smirk.

"As well as you could expect. I hate to admit it, but Iím afraid that my partner is right. It wouldnít be right to change course of the entire world in some misguided effort to give everyone what they want. Having our every want fulfilled would only serve to make our existence meaningless, since weíd no longer have to struggle to achieve anything."

"You say that like most people wouldnít be thrilled to put aside the need to achieve anything." Jenn chides. " But if you donít want to give people their every desire, it sure makes my job easier. So what are you going to wish for then, money?"

"And get blown up? No thanks."

"Stunning good looks?"

Mulder gives her a hurt glance. "Are you implying that thereís something wrong with my looks?"

"No of course not." The accompanying snort is anything but reassuring.

"Iím going to use my final wish to the betterment of mankind, but not in a way that theyíd notice."

"Funny, I donít know you well, but I donít think Iíd be wrong to say that subtlety is not your strong suit."

"Thanks." Mulder looks down so she wonít notice his reaction to her truism.

"Youíre welcome. Donít leave me in suspense. How are you going to improve peopleís lives without them noticing? Iím all ears."

For half a second Mulder worries that heís going to look up and see that she is all ears, literally, but she still looks the same as always. Same dark hair, same tattoo. "Iím going to save everyoneÖfrom you."

Jenn gives him a disbelieving look. "You want to wish-proof people? Thatís not exactly sporting."

He shakes his head. "Thatís not exactly what I had in mind. You said yourself that itís too difficult to change the minds of six billion people, so it probably wouldnít work to somehow make them never want to fall for one of your wishes."

"Thatís true. So how do you want to protect the people from me?"

"Iím going to wish you free." Mulder says simply. "If youíre mortal again, you canít harm anyone through misinterpreting their wishes."

"Be that as it may, there are other jinni in the world." She warns.

"I know. Youíre the only jinni I know, so youíre the one I want to set free."

"This has always struck me as an age that would be exciting to be mortal duringÖ" Jenn muses. "But Iím not sure that I can allow you to wish me free. That wouldnít be for your benefit, and the rules are pretty specific about things like that."

"Rules? Are you unionized? Say that it benefits me by giving me peace of mind." Mulder shrugs.

Jenn thinks it over. "I donít think that would fly. But maybe if it was made in combination with another want, it would work."

"Ah, a rider wish. I was wrong, youíre not union, youíre lobbyists."

"So what should the wish be combined with?"

"I donít know, surprise me." Mulder tells her. "And donít make me regret it."

"You know, I think Iíve got a good idea of something that would suit you fine."

Mulder nods, then notices that her tattoo is gone. "You did it already?"

"Itís done. And Iím free." Jenn looks happy for an instant, and it makes him realize that his last wish wasnít wasted.

"Iím glad. Are you going to tell me what you wished for me? I donít feel any differentÖ" He pauses and runs a hand over his nose, reassured that it feels the same. Itís the only thing he could think of when she made the stunning good looks crack.

"Youíll see." She smiles.

"Iíll see? Youíre not going to tell me what it was?"

"No. I think youíll like the news better from someone else." She says cryptically. "Youíll definitely know what it is when you hear it. Thanks again for freeing me. You wouldnít happen to know of a place to get a decent cup of coffee, would you?"

Mulder gives her directions to a coffee shop, and watches her leave. By the time Scully comes over to watch a movie with him, heís decided that whatever she wished for him doesnít warrant agonizing over, and heíll just enjoy the things that have come to him through his own efforts. Like his relationship with Scully. He didnít get that through wishing, but itís more than enough.

Late April 2001


The fog lifts enough for him to realize that his name has been called. And not by just anyone, by Scully. He has to get to her. Wading through the swirling fog, her voice becomes louder. "Mulder..." Eventually he gets close, and there she is, leaning over him.


Thereís something not right about Scully. Sheís bigger. SheísÖ "Who are you?" He asks in a hoarse voice.

Her horrified expression for a second tells him that she bought it, so he smiles. "Oh, my God. Don't do that to me." Heís pretty sure sheíd hit him if he wasnít in a hospital bed.

"Do you know...? Do you have any idea what you've been through?"

Instead of answering he looks at her belly. Was it Jennís work or his? Either way it looks as though Scully is getting something sheís always longed for. "The fourth wish." He whispers. Scully doesnít seem to notice, so he answers her question in a louder voice. "Only what I see in your face." She leans over again to touch him, and itís all he can do to resist bringing a hand towards her belly. Theyíll talk about that when sheís ready. But heíll keep his suspicion about the wish to himself. It doesnít matter. Looking up at her, he smiles. "Anybody miss me?"

The End

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