Story 59: "Doctor, Copper, Sailor, Corpse" by Scarlet Baldy

[wendelah1]

Nominated by yendrie, "Doctor, Copper, Sailor, Corpse" is an "R" rated series of three vignettes that takes place after Mulder's funeral. The season eight funeral.

SUMMARY: This little piggy rots in his coffin, this little piggy is showing, this little piggy is a good partner, this little piggy is hovering, and all the little Hoover piggies are snickering all the way home.

Doctor, Copper, Sailor, Corpse

As always, let us know what you think, let the author know what you think and give us your suggestions for next time. Otherwise, you are going to be reading mine. . .

Comments

[payne-deas.livejournal.com]

I'm going to sound like a cold, cold hearted bitch... This fic did not ring any bells for me. I tried but I was hearing the author and not Scully's voice.

[wendelah1]

I don't know that you sound cold, though apparently this fic didn't work for you. I do hear Scully's voice, in the first part, for example, in her exchange with Doggett.

I take a chair and sit down in front of him, rubbing my hands over my stomach with a faint smile which probably comes out more like a wince. I lost the hang of it the day they closed Mulder's casket. His corpse wasn't the only thing to get buried that day.

"I think I just launched a new office pool," I tell Doggett.

He shrugs. "Let them talk."

"Like I have any choice in the matter," I sigh.

He taps his pen on his pad and leans back on his chair, watching me without blinking - the eyes of a cop assessing a suspect. I don't like it one bit.

"It isn't like you to worry about what people think."

"And you know me so well, Agent Doggett."

The sarcasm isn't lost on him. "I know enough."

My eyes settle on the filing cabinet behind him. Yes, I believe he does. Agent Doggett does his homework, you have to grant him that.

"And I know you don't give a shit about your reputation, or you wouldn't have stayed with the X-Files."

Or with Mulder, my mind supplies for him.

I hear all of the warring parts of her mind and her heart: her grief, her intelligence, her conflicted feelings about Mulder and Doggett both. I hear Doggett's voice, too.

And so on.

We have a lot more stories to read here. Go explore, and welcome to xf_book_club.

[scarletbaldy.livejournal.com]

Being a bitch and being honest are very different things. I'm very grateful that you would speak your mind so openly. My story didn't work for you, it's fine with me. We all have different things rocking our boats.

But you know, I would be very interested in knowing what didn't work for you. Could you give me some example of what didn't sound like Scully? And why you thought it didn't work?

Thanks.