TITLE: You Can't Change History AUTHOR: Erin M. Blair E-MAIL: eblair@sonic.net CLASSIFICATION: SRA -- Story, Romance, Angst. CONTENT: Mulder/Scully Romance. RATING: PG DISTRIBUTION: OK to Gossamer, Ephemeral, After the Fact, MSR Cheerleaders Archive. SPOILERS: One Breath, Ascension, Duane Barry, Little Green Men, Conduit, and Pilot. SETTING: Season Six. DISCLAIMER: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter. FEEDBACK: Yes. please. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: Special thanks to Jen for beta reading my story. NOTES: This story was written for MSRPreservationSociety's Gift Exchange. Liva wanted a Bill Scully fic. Additional notes at the end of the story. SUMMARY: Mulder finds out from Scully that Bill wants to visit during the time of Mulder's birthday. ------------------------------------------ You Can't Change History Written by: Erin M. Blair ------------------------------------------ "Bill, it's nice to hear from you. It's been months..." Bill. Scully's talking to her brother. The man hates me. I know Bill always thought that I caused her too much pain over the years. The trouble is: he is right. I understand his position; I understand what he must be going through. He is Scully's older brother, after all. I have a younger sister, who I still miss every single day of my life. If Samantha were still here and in love with some man, I would have been acting the same way. I always wanted what was best for her. I still want what's best for her, wherever she is. I would have been doing exactly what Bill's trying to do to me. He's sizing me up before getting the chance to know me. I know it's not fair, but I can understand him. There are so many things he doesn't understand - yet. Bill doesn't know the devotion that I have for her. He doesn't know about the sleepless nights when I screamed for her. He doesn't know about how my heart was crumbling over his sister. I love Scully with all my heart and soul. I remember the night Scully was taken from me. It keeps playing in my mind repeatedly. I know that I have nightmares where I call out her name. I wish Scully had never been abducted that night; I wish she had never suffered from the consequences of what happened to her. Her cancer tore me up in ways that no lay person would ever understand, especially not her brother. Over the years, I have racked my brain thinking of ways to go back in time to the very night she was taken. If only I had arrived two or three minutes earlier, I know I could have prevented her abduction from happening. Duane Barry would never send her to them. I know that I shouldn't beat myself up over it thinking of 'what ifs,' but that's what I've been doing ever since she was taken. I wish I could have stopped her abduction from taking place. I wish that I had never gone to the bar that night. If I had heard her call, I would have gone over there to save her. I would have gladly gone in her place. I would have given my life to be with her. I think she knows that. That was when I realized the sad truth: you can't change history, no matter how much you want to. I know that I couldn't have prevented her abduction from happening. I wish I could have. I wish I could go back in time to save her. Ever since that day, I vowed that I would save her from all the evil in the world. I was walking towards Scully when I saw her put the phone down, sighing. "I bet I know who that was -- Bill." Scully nodded. "Yes, it was Bill." She paused, frowning. "He wanted to visit me on the same weekend as your birthday." "My birthday is months from now, Scully." "I know, Mulder. It's just that... I don't think it's a good idea. I want your birthday to be special, not a complete disaster. It would be if Bill's there, causing trouble for you. I love my brother, but sometimes... he doesn't approve of my choices." "Thanks...for thinking of me, Scully. I didn't realize that I was important to you." "You deserve a wonderful birthday. I don't want my brother to think of ways to hurt you. I told him that you're the one I love. I would never fall in love with someone else. Deep down, he knows that." "I wish I could have prevented your abduction, Scully." "Mulder, please stop blaming yourself. I never blamed you for what happened. We always took risks whenever we had a case." She paused. "Blame the men who did this instead." I nodded. "I've been blaming them, Scully. However, I just wish we could have changed history." Scully looked squarely into my eyes. "You can't change history, Mulder. We just have to deal with what we have in life." She paused. "I trust you with my life. You have been there for me at every step of the way. We will deal with Bill when the time comes. Maybe he'll have a change of heart?" "Yeah, maybe." I smiled at her words. It gave me hope. I once told her that she has the strength of her beliefs, but I now summoned mine. I needed all the strength, the wisdom, that could get me through the troubled times ahead. "You gave me the courage to face him, Scully." She nodded. "Don't worry about Bill, Mulder. All he wants is what's best for me." "I understand, Scully. If Samantha was here, I would probably size up any guy who wanted her." She smiled. "I just bet you would." When Bill gets here, I'm going to try to be civil with him. I'm hoping to work out some kind of truce between the two of us. And I'm hoping for a miracle to happen. After all, you can't change what happened in the past. You just have to hope the future will bring joy for everyone. ** The End ** Author's Notes: This story was the hardest story that I had ever written. It was for MSRPreservationSociety's Gift Exchange for Liva. And it was truly a challenge to write when you're suffering from health problems. She wanted this: "An asshole Bill Scully story, with the story centered around Mulder's Birthday. No poor simpering "maybe he's right" crap from Mulder. Would like to see Mulder (maybe Scully too) stand up for himself and talk about the reasons he's good for her. Bill doesn't have to be convinced in the end (he is an asshole after all) but he needs to have no doubt where they stand on the matter." I don't know if I succeeded, but I find Bill very hard to write for. I don't think his character is totally black and white -- I find a lot of middle ground. I don't think he's an a$$hole at all. All he wants is the best for his sister. I have an older brother, but I have been blessed with the nicest brother ever. I guess that's where I'm coming from. :) I hope you'll enjoy the story, Liva. And I hope everyone who's reading this will enjoy it. ~Erin M. Blair January 1, 2005