Title - Thy Summer's Play - Discovery of Innocence- 
(Part 7 
of ?)
Author - Lady Disdain
E-mail - The_Lady_Disdain@mailcity.com
Rating - G
Category - Story
Summary - By chance a VCS profiler visits a second-
grade classroom.
Spoilers - seventh season finale (Requiem)
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Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, Fox does 
and I'm just borrowing them.
Author's notes: I realize that most people who read 
these stories do not even think of sending feedback 
but you can not begin to understand how important 
feedback is in the construction of a work. 

ATTENTION: I'd also like to let people know ~**THIS 
IS A MANY PART STORY!**~ (Time Has Told Me is the 
first installment, A Place In The Cloud being the 
second and Way To Blue the third, Things Behind the 
Sun the forth, Home the fifth and Time of No Reply 
the sixth.) Due to me being insane these stories are 
not under the bridge title of "Thy Summer's Play" at 
ephemeral but with any luck they will be under that 
title at gossamer. If you really want to you can read 
this as a standalone but as this series progresses 
its going to get *more* and *more* confusing! I also 
apologize if there are any inaccuracies concerning 
the events of the seventh season finale, I'm sorry I 
didn't tape it and this coming from 
memory...*grimace* please tell me if I'm way off. 
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Thy Summer's Play, Part 7
"Little fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink and sing
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing."
 - William Blake "Little Fly"
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Discovery of Innocence by Lady Disdain 
<The_Lady_Disdain@mailcity.com>

"Discovery consists of seeing what everybody has seen 
and thinking what nobody has thought."
- Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

Karen hurriedly unlocked the door to her apartment 
and quickly dialed Rob's number. After couple rings 
he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Rob, you'll never guess what happened today."

"Yeah where were you? I had to do all of the friggin 
paperwork."

Karen frowned, "I'm sorry, I thought you were just in 
meetings all day."

"Forgiven. So what's the big news?"
Karen walked from the kitchen to her couch, "You know 
my godson Davy?"

Rob thought for a moment, "Oh yeah, yeah, I met him 
at that picnic thing before we started the Fitzgerald 
case."

"Well he asked me to come to career day for his 
second grade class..."
*****************************************************
--Earlier That Day--

Karen walked into the classroom and took a seat in 
the little people chairs amongst the doctors, lawyers 
and politicians. The teacher had meant well and it 
was a nice idea but it resulted in thirty squirming 
second-graders being forced to listen to the finer 
points of traffic law. 

When it was Karen's turn the fidgeting hadn't gotten 
any better. She stood up and began to explain what a 
FBI profiler does. (Skipping over all of the darker 
parts of course.) She glanced around the room looking 
at the failing arms and legs of thirty eight-year-
olds. Only one was keeping still. In fact she was 
listening so intently that Karen was surprised to 
find that the child was not taking notes. The child 
had brown hair, blue eyes and looked young for the 
class. The little girl was paying attention with such 
intensity that Karen was sure she would later 
remember exactly what Karen said. Something tugged on 
the back of Karen's brain, that look, that attitude 
was...familiar. Karen wrapped up the speech and asked 
if anyone had any questions. Several hands shot up. A 
couple kids asked some odd and completely random 
questions that Karen was sure they had gotten from 
some stupid movie or TV show. 

Finally the brown haired girl raised her hand and 
Karen nodded in her direction. The child spoke with 
the kind of composure and clarity usually unknown to 
second graders, "I think you know my mom," she said, 
"she used to be a special agent."

Karen smiled and thought, "So that's why you're so 
familiar looking." as she asked the girl what her 
mother's name was. She was completely unprepared for 
the answer.

"Dana Scully."

Karen tried to hide her shock. The Ice Queen got 
married and has a kid? Inconceivable! 

Karen smiled weakly and asked the girl her name, 
figuring that Scully had kept her maiden name and let 
the child take the fathers.

"Samantha Scully."

The words rung in Karen's ears and suddenly the 
connection was made. Karen stared at the girl. The 
brown hair, the blue eyes, the pale skin, the 
composure, it all made sense now.

Karen managed to quickly get, "Nice to meet you 
Samantha. Tell your mom I said hi." out before making 
up some excuse and quickly walking out of the school 
and to her car.
*****************************************************
Rob fell silent.

"Don't you think that's completely insane?" Karen 
asked.

"I don't get it, Karen. Scully had a kid and named 
her Samantha. So what? What's the big connection?"

Karen sighed teasingly, "God Rob, I didn't think I 
was going to have to spell it out for you. It's so 
obvious."

Rob shook his head and gave in, "Ok, so tell me your 
grand theory."

"A few years back I heard that Spooky had gone MIA 
and that shortly after the Ice Queen left the bureau 
to teach. Now she has a kid named Samantha and no 
husband. What must've happened was she got pregnant, 
Spooky freaked and ran out on her and she couldn't 
take working the X-Files without him."

Rob paused for a moment, "How do you know that the 
girl you met was his? There are plenty of handsome 
brown haired guys like myself walking around, how do 
you know she didn't have a kid one of them?"

"I've never told anyone this before but..." Karen 
paused, she didn't mind making the occasional joke 
about Spooky but bringing his midnight demons to 
light was a completely different thing. "I was on the 
same case with him when he was still in VCS, I think 
it was the Sunday Murders and we had a adjoining 
rooms. He kept me up practically half the night 
because he wouldn't stop working and it drove me 
crazy. Anyway I drifted off to sleep for a little 
while only to wake up to him screaming bloody murder. 
I got my gun and approached the adjoining doors. It 
was unlocked and I slowly went inside expecting to 
find him being attacked or something. Instead I found 
him lying on the bed with the covers strewn 
everywhere. His arms and legs were flailing in all 
directions. He was having a nightmare or something 
and was screaming, "No, no, no, Samantha don't go, 
come back!" I couldn't wake him up so I just put my 
hand on his shoulder and said some reassuring stuff 
and that seemed to quiet him down. Its obvious that 
Scully named their kid after whoever the hell 
Samantha was. I swear. I have been on plenty of cases 
with him and that girl was listening to me exactly 
how he listened to the people we were interviewing. 
It had to be Mulder's daughter."

Rob laughed, "Ok fine. I believe you. The burning 
question is though, who wins the office pool?" 

Karen smiled, "I dunno I was about to call Chuck to 
find out."
*****************************************************
Over diner that night Samantha told her mom about the 
FBI profiler who visited her class. In less that two 
years Samantha, like her namesake, would have to 
learn and accept her origins at the ripe age of 
eight.

"The innocent and the beautiful
Have no enemy but time."
- W.B. Yeats
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