"Me, too," he murmurs back. She hasn't let go of his hand, and he's not about to make her. They can watch the movie in silence for a while, while he tries not to think about the Scully children and their absent cousins.
Seeing the kids is always fine, though it used to make his chest ache at holidays, wondering where William was, knowing where Emily rested. Talking about them in the abstract is harder, somehow. They're figures on a family tree then, one he can't observe without remembering there are entire branches lopped off. Scully's faith in God's existence - and goodness, for that matter - has always been a baffling miracle for a man who's never been able to answer the question why the hell would your god take my sister away from me? Add in my son and she wasn't my daughter, but she could have been, and it's...better, really, if they see what Vin Diesel and Paul Walker are up to.
If Scully wants to talk more, she might have to start the ball rolling again. Otherwise, he's content to hold her hand through car chases and VCR thefts, until the credits roll.
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Seeing the kids is always fine, though it used to make his chest ache at holidays, wondering where William was, knowing where Emily rested. Talking about them in the abstract is harder, somehow. They're figures on a family tree then, one he can't observe without remembering there are entire branches lopped off. Scully's faith in God's existence - and goodness, for that matter - has always been a baffling miracle for a man who's never been able to answer the question why the hell would your god take my sister away from me? Add in my son and she wasn't my daughter, but she could have been, and it's...better, really, if they see what Vin Diesel and Paul Walker are up to.
If Scully wants to talk more, she might have to start the ball rolling again. Otherwise, he's content to hold her hand through car chases and VCR thefts, until the credits roll.