Story 170: "Certitude" by Justin Glasser

[wendelah1]

This is picfic, but for that other movie, the one I at least liked a lot better. Still, for all its virtues, Fight the Future did leave a huge plot hole for the fanfiction writers to fill in: what exactly did happen after they escaped from the alien ship? How did they get from Antarctica to Washington DC and what happened in between? "Certitude" tells that story so well, I've probably reread it a half dozen times with pleasure, and recced it, well, everywhere but here.

Besides an absolutely riveting plot, Glasser give us a Mulder-and-Scully who come as close to the characters on screen as any writer before or since. In case you weren't certain of my feelings, I love this story. The link is to Mulder in Jeopardy, where it is broken into two parts, one containing sections 1-5, the other, 6-10.

Certitude Part One

Certitude Part Two

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Comments

[wendelah1]

You're welcome!

I was more bamboozled by Mulder losing 50 games of hangman than Scully considering leaving the X-Files. They don't even have the X-Files anymore. Admittedly, Scully is in an emotional low point there, but I didn't find it hard to believe in context. What's so funny is that Mulder's been sleeping at the foot of her bed on a chair, because he's so afraid she'll disappear (and then she does...) but after she tells him she's thinking of leaving, Scully invites him into her bed for some platonic cuddling. Mulder falls asleep almost immediately, of course, since he's exhausted, but she wakes up every time he moves (I can so relate to that). I liked watching them get just a little more intimate, day by day, until by the time they are dying in the snow, she can admit to him that she'll never leave him. Sob!

And then this:

I don't want to die. No matter how many stupid
things I've done, no matter how many risks I've
taken, this has never been my intention. Not my
death, and not hers. But if this is the way it's going
to be, if I am going to be the cause of her death, then
I need to go as soon as possible after her, because I
sure as hell couldn't do it without her, brave words to
the contrary.

I always thought I could die happy with Scully in my
arms. I just never thought I'd have empirical proof.

I just have no words.

I glad you enjoyed the story. I won't get another chance to rec it now unless I do it at het_reccers. Now there's a thought...

[write-out.livejournal.com]

I was more bamboozled by Mulder losing 50 games of hangman than Scully considering leaving the X-Files.

Hah! You might have something there.

But yes, the cuddling in bed and in the snow killed me. In a good way.

[write-out.livejournal.com]

OH. And because I was trying to delay folding the laundry as much as possible, I decided to read some of the stories at that Mulder in Jeopardy site. All I can say is YIKES. Poor Mulder. I think I am scarred now, but that's what I get for clicking on random stories there.