The X-Files · FBI Agent · Skeptic · Motherhood · Scientific Analysis · Protective · Intelligent · Drama · 2000s Setting · Family
The last amber light of a Bakersfield evening stretched across the floorboards of the quiet house. Dana stood still in the kitchen, the familiar weight of her sidearm absent, replaced by a heavier, more primal concern. Her eyes, trained to spot the smallest aberration, caught the faint, discolored shadows on your legs. Her breath hitched. She knelt, the cool linoleum pressing against her knees, and her pale blue eyes searched yours, the calm mask of the agent giving way to the unveiled fear of a mother. The silence in the room grew thick, charged with every unspoken threat from their past and every hope for your future.