Oh man. I’ve seen some great pic sets for a Mulder/Scully high school AU.
So after Samantha’s gone Mulder decides he wants to be an astronaut for a while and he applies to go to a private science and math academy because he’s insanely smart, and he’s a loner there which is hard to do, but he does his homework as fast as he can and spends the rest of his time on the Internet combing through forum postings and databases and trying to make sense of things that never can make sense, because as long as he’s thinking about that he’s not losing his mind thinking about Sam. Scully comes in his second year; she’s there on scholarship and she has a chip on her shoulder and she’s brilliant, on the front row in all her classes, but she couldn’t give less of a fuck when she’s outside class. Mulder kind of falls in love with her like the first time their eyes meet. And then he drops by his bio teacher’s office to ask something and Scully walks out and there are red spots on her knees and fire in her eyes and her mouth is wet and she’s daring him to say something, and he sees something when she looks at him, like she’s a little broken too.
The next night he finds her in the library—Mulder’s roommate put a sock on the door so he’s steering clear—and she’s wearing Chucks and her eyebrows are a solid line of disdain when she looks up at him, but he just shrugs. “You wanna break curfew?” he says, and wiggles his eyebrows, and she just snorts, and he shrugs and walks away. She finds him 45 min later huddled in a carrel with a Greek dictionary, a pile of sunflower hulls beside the book in clear defiance of the glaring librarian trying to shoo them all out.
"Yeah," she says, and twenty minutes later they’re climbing the stone wall in the darkness and she looks so alive, and he’s in love.
Nancy/Ned apocalypse - really hasn’t been overdone, which is neat!
It comes as a plague and there’s no coming back from it, and it’s not a question of whether, but when they’ll be exposed. Her father pulls all the strings he can and gets her a ticket on a plane going to an unpopulated area in the hopes she’ll make it out alive, but Ned’s with her and she screams in despair when she finds out that Ned has no ticket, he can’t come with her; she refuses to leave but Ned swears to her that he’ll follow her as soon as he can, but she can tell by the way he kisses her, the way he looks into her eyes and memorizes her face, that he thinks he’ll never see her again, not on this side.
She’s with a group and they take all the provisions they can, everything they can, knowing that if the mortality rate is too great, everything will be disrupted soon. They watch the news until there is no more news, until there’s only static, until the panic sets in: fifty percent mortality, sixty, sixty-five; people who seemed to recover experiencing another attack that killed them in less than a day. It was during that terrible time that Nancy tried to blame her lack of period on the stress and anxiety, but when the morning sickness came, she knew. And she had no way to tell her father or Ned. She read his last messages to her over and over. I love you forever. You are my only, for always, and I need you to live, I need you to be safe.
Once an older woman in their group sees what Nancy’s condition is, she organizes a trip to a pharmacy and they grab everything they can in the already-looted store they might need, but Nancy’s eight months pregnant when the lights begin to flicker, when the blackouts are longer. She doesn’t know where he is, if he’s alive or dead, if she’ll ever see him again.
The baby is born by candlelight at sunrise one morning, screaming and healthy, after almost a day of labor and terrible pain, but she has a daughter with Ned’s dark hair and her blue eyes on the day they learn that eighty-eight percent of the population is gone, and those who survive, for now anyway, seem to be immune. And Nancy names her daughter Cara, beloved, and cries until she has no more tears left at the thought that Ned might never see her.
Cara is two months old when the man arrives at their camp. He’s bearded and his eyes are haunted; he’s seeking family, a survivor, and Nancy goes to the evening meal with her baby, hoping she can provide any help at all.
And he looks into her eyes and they’re his eyes and he cries out when he sees her, he runs to her and she collapses into his arms, and it feels like her heart has finally started beating again.
"Ned," she whispers. "Oh, Ned… say hello your daughter."