Title: La Corriveau (Part 2)
Episode: 10x01
Type: Mytharc/MSR/Angst
Rating: PG-13
Author: Lori “Petey” Whyte

Previously on The X-Files

A girl is abandoned after an operation went wrong. Meanwhile, back in Mulder and Scully's new home in Pennisylania a birthday party is being held for Scully's youngest brother's baby girl. Memories of William begin to stir up.
Doggett and Reyes, now the key X-file investigators are brought in to the Sophie Corriveau case, now safe in the hospital. They bring in the help of Scully, and Scully help from Mulder. The little girl stirs up even more feelings for Scully, and memories of Emily.

And now the conclusion.

"Dr. Scully!" Dr. McNamara stopped her from her swift terror walk. "Sophie's in the recovery room. She's waking up, we tried some early tests and I think we've been successful."

"No convulsions?"

"None." The doctor studied Scully carefully.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. I just---you know what? It's none of your business. I'm just going to examine Sophie myself."

* * *

“Oů suis-je?” Sophie asked again, opening her eyes slightly.

“Sophie. Sophie, don’t worry now. You’re still in the hospital. It’s me, Dana, we just operated on you to make you feel better.” Scully knew Sophie had no idea what she was saying, so she focused on one thing. “Fait melliure. Does it still hurt? Encore mal, Sophie?”

Sophie tried to sit up but Scully put a hand on her chest gently laying her back down.

“Lie still please, Sophie.”

“Ah, c’est toi, madame. Non, ce n’est pas encore mal.” Sophie turned her head from side to side, and front to back, rolling it around on the pillow to show Scully it didn’t hurt anymore.

Scully smiled at the success of the operation “That’s good, Sophie. I have to go now, but I’ll be back tomorrow.”

Sophie sat up and watched Scully leave “Bon nuit, madame. Good-night” She held her hand to her face and gave a little wave.

Scully turned and smiled. “Good night, Sophie”

·* * *

“Mulder….” Scully mumbled in her sleep, “William’s crying, it’s your turn to get him.”

Mulder opened one eye, and processed what Scully had just said. He sat up on his side and faced her. “Dana?” Not this dream again. “Wake up.”

“Hm?” she looked at his face, and knew that she had been dreaming again. She rolled flat on her back and covered her entire face with her arms.

“How much longer are you going to have these dreams?”

Scully scrunched her eyes beneath her arms, annoyed. “How about until I get my only son back. His birth was a miracle; I should have raised him, cared for him and protected him no matter what the consequences. A gift from God, and I gave him up, Mulder.”

Mulder was glad she had said his name; he knew that she was asking him, and not just muttering to herself.

“You did what you felt you needed to do. These dreams are recent Scully, and I think they’re brought on by Sophie.”

Scully said nothing, but got out of bed choosing not to look at Mulder.

“You feel so strongly about. Do you really think she is your daughter?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You had DNA tests run..—“

“I thought it would help with finding out who her parents are.”

“I thought she was adopted.”

Scully turned around. She knew she was caught. “I’m going to the hospital.”

“What if I told you it was possible to get William back?”

“What are you trying to do to me Mulder?”

“What am I doing to you? You’re forgetting something, Dana, he was my son too, and I sacrificed a lot to protect him. You went too far, you got scared. You actually listened to what that weasel Spender told you and got scared.”

“Get out!” Scully was furious “You don’t know what it was like. Leave now! You were nothing but a dead-beat dad. You ran out on us, and I was left with no choice. Don’t pin this on me!”

“I tried to support it! I really did, Dana.”

“Don’t call me that! I told you to leave, don’t try and sweet-talk me, calling me Dana. It’s not going to get you anything this time.” Scully completely forgot she was kicking Mulder out and grabbed her own coat and left the bedroom.

“Where are you going?”

“To the hospital,” Scully shoved her feet into a pair of pumps “I believe I already said that”.

She looked ridiculous, pajamas, knee length suede coat and high heel shoes. But Scully didn’t care. And Mulder didn’t dare say another word.

* * *

Scully was quite a sight in the hospital; if it weren’t for the heels she would look just like a regular patient, but she clicked down the hallway, her tousled and tangled morning hair bouncing behind her.

“Dana? What happened to you?”

“Agent Reyes, Agent Doggett. How is the case going?” Scully asked, wanting to stay away from her personal life.

“We found out why the girl was so feverish. —“

“And why she was getting so sick again suddenly—“

“What’s wrong with her?”

“She has a very severe form of anemia. The condition where someone has a low —“

“I’m a doctor, John. I know what anemia is.”


“They’re treating her now. And she’s been much more talkative. Very chatty young girl.” There was and irritated sarcastic tone in Reyes’ voice.

“She told us her parents names were Marie-Josepht Corriveau and Louis Dodier.

“What’s wrong with that? Did she lie?”

“Marie-Josepht Corriveau was the woman from an old Acadian legend La Corriveau. Marie Josepht was accused of killing her first husband Charles Bouchard, and her second husband; Louis Dodier.” Reyes explained. “Very popular scary children’s story.” “We told her we caught on to her little joke, and she gave us the real names. Gisčle and Gabriel Corriveau from Vieux Québec. They say their daughter had been missing for a week. And they said it’s happened before in the past.”

“I know who this girl is. We have to do everything we can to protect her. We have to get her out of this hospital, away from here. She can’t go back.”

“Dana, her parents are already on their way. They just want to take her home.”

“No, they can’t do that. We have to let them understand what Sophie is.”

“Who is she?”

“She’s part of the project. A part of the conspiracy around the project, created by the abductions of several woman, including myself.” Scully gathered all her strength, and spoke directly to Doggett. “You know about Emily?” Doggett nodded carefully. “Who ever said she was the only one? In fact there’s plenty of evidence saying children were created freely from these experiments. And finding Emily was a miracle, a coincidence. Sophie too. But we know how to identify them now. All of the children were born with one disorder. Anemia.”

“That’s a pretty crude assumption. We only have two known cases to go on. And even if we did test every anemic out there, how many woman had been abducted just around the time you were? There were a lot.”

“Yes, and I met them all. And I could easily get a hold of their medical records, along with blood samples from their cancer treatments.”

“Look, back to Sophie. Although she doesn’t appear to be missing her parents, and doesn’t show any signs of being home sick, I’m sure she just wants to go home.”

“Call the parents again. Tell them to meet at the FBI. I’m taking Sophie with me.”

“You can’t just take her out of the hospital!”

“I can do anything that I want, because I know she’s in danger. I talked to the nurse on duty; the blood sample taken from Sophie yesterday has gone missing. Coincidence, I don’t think so! The people who put her in this hospital know she’s here and they want to make sure if she does leave, she leaves with them. I’m not going to let that happen.”

“Maybe you should go home and get dressed first. If you want to get into the FBI building.”

“I have a change of clothes in a suitcase in the trunk.”

Doggett and Reyes give wondering glances.

“Mulder and I were always prepared for those “just in case” circumstances when he wanted to wake me up at 3am to go alien spotting. Or if one of us wanted to run out on the other---“ She trailed off and walked away, leaving Doggett and Reyes with puzzled faces. “If you need something to do you can try and create a timeline to see what happened to the blood that was stolen.” She called from the end of the hallway.

* * *.

Sophie was excited to leave the hospital. Even the evening nurse had come early to see her off, giving her flowers, balloons and teddy bears. Sophie held a teddy bear under one arm, holding Scully’s hand, and a balloon was tied to her other wrist so it wouldn’t float away. Scully had already pulled the car up close and she let go of Sophie only for a moment to open the back door.

“Get in, it’s okay.”

Sophie trusted Scully completely. She got in the car and pulled in the long string to the balloon, Scully wasn’t watching and closed the door too soon and popped the balloon causing them both to jump.

“Oh, it’s all right. There’s plenty more where that came from. Scully took another balloon from the nurse and gave it to Sophie.

“Here you go.” The nurse handed Scully the rest of the balloons and flowers. “Just some souvenirs she can take home and tell all her friends about her adventurous stay in Washington and the hospital.”

“Yeah, right.” Scully said dryly accepting the gifts and going around to the driver’s side. “Okay Sophie, we’re going to take you home.”

The drive was silent, and seemed to be dragging out. The two of course did not have anything to talk about, Sophie would ask the odd question, but Scully was in no mood to try and figure out what she was saying. Her mind was on Mulder, he hadn’t really done anything, he just wanted her to keep herself from more hardships. She had only freaked out on him because it was a sensitive area, especially now with all that’s been going on.

Scully began to cry a little. Silently at first, but a few sniffles caught Sophie’s attention.

“Madame, pourquoi pleurez-vous? ”

Scully wiped her eyes and turned around to look at Sophie, not knowing how to explain any of this to her, or to even tell her in a way she would understand. So she just stared at Sophie.

“Madame?” Sophie pointed, Scully thought she was only pointing at her, but Sophie screamed and covered her eyes “Madame!”

Scully turned back around, and her car was hit from the front passenger side, the car spun and Scully hit the brakes, the car stopped sideways on the road. Two men got out of an SUV and two more out of another large car. Scully got out of the car quickly, but the men were faster, they hit her with an injection and she was helpless. She hobbled a little, and tried to grab the man going toward the back of her car to Sophie, the man brushed her arm away, and Scully easily toppled over, and went cold on the pavement.

Sophie was gone.

* * *

Mulder arrived late at the scene of the accident. It was already dark, and most of the emergency crews had left the scene. He spotted Scully sitting on the back of an ambulance, she had already been checked out, and she was watching her car getting hoisted onto a tow.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“What happened to Sophie?”

“She’s gone, they took her. Mulder, I was too busy thinking of you, thinking of the way I acted. This would not have happened if I hadn’t been so swamped by these feelings.”

“You couldn’t help it. I know this was a touchy subject for you, I shouldn’t have said those things, but I just wanted you to leave it be. If I can move away from the past, you can too.”

“I know, but it’s so hard without . . . We’re not a family.”

Mulder was scared to say anything, he just wanted it all to go away, but he knew what Scully wanted, and she could never have another one. And he knew she regretted every day, what she had done.

“Scully,” he hesitated “If you found a way to have William back, would you do what it took to get him back?”

“If there was a way? I would do anything to have my son back.” She didn’t look at him, but gazed distantly.

“I would do what it took too. I missed a lot of time with him, and now we’re both missing time with him. He’s over a year old now.”

“I know.”

“I’m going to find a way to get him back, and maybe he’ll spend his second birthday with us.” he kissed her forehead, but Scully didn’t break her gaze. He was feeding her fantasies, things that they would talk about for years, but never go through with.