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Reproduction/Anxiety | |
| "Why this preoccupation with the maternal body, process of birth, monstrous offspring, the alien nature of woman, her maternal powers--and most recently the representation of the male body as 'womb'?" (Creed 1990b, 216) | ||
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Reproduction/Anxiety | |
| "Why this preoccupation with the maternal body, process of birth, monstrous offspring, the alien nature of woman, her maternal powers--and most recently the representation of the male body as 'womb'?" (Creed 1990b, 216) | ||
| Not Dumb Animals | Alelou Written from spoilers about an upcoming season 8 episode ("Per Manum"), this vignette constructs a possible scenario in which Scully explains to Mulder her desire to become pregnant using in-vitro fertilization. Because this scene did not take place in this way in the actual aired episode, this story could now be categorized as an "Alternate Universe" version of events. |
"So, Scully, as a
responsible, intelligent woman, you've already agonized
about this at length and decided it's worth
pursuing?" "I've certainly agonized at length, but I don't know how much responsibility and intelligence have to do with it," I confess. "I think it's may be more a matter of biological imperative layered with heavy cultural expectations and a deep-seated fear that time is running out." Mulder smiles. "See, I knew I could count on you to be rational and analytical even about your own primitive instincts." |
| Pass Failure | Maureen B. Ocks A post-"Per Manum" vignette in which Scully and Mulder discuss the failure of her IVF treatment. |
"Your whole life has been about
success. In a family led by a strong, tough man -- tough
in a good way Scully," I don't need her pissed off
because I am dissing her father, "you find yourself
in a physically and intellectually demanding career. You
were an honor student for your entire academic career. In
college, you major in physics, not an easy major or one
filled with women. You move onto medical school,
difficult again, but more women there. By specializing in
pathology, you're back being one of the few of your
gender." "This isn't a woman thing." |
| Eclipse | Diana Battis and Alanna A retelling of the events leading up to "Per Manum." The anguish of being infertile, and the joy of being in love. |
The procedure fulfills its promise of
being like a pap smear, as Dr. Parenti recites each step
while the PA traces an image on a sonogram screen, her
finger as precise as a referee examining an instant
replay clip. The scenario's absurdity hits Scully
full-force, and she wants to laugh but doesn't, lest her
abdominal muscles contract and ruin the procedure. So she lies on the padded table, hips elevated above her head, and strains to watch the fluid image of the Wallace catheter in the café au lait of her uterus displayed on the video monitor. Implantation takes barely forty-five seconds. She measures the time by the double-speed heartbeat thrumming in her eardrums. |
| Tidings | Ambress A post-"Requiem" story in which Mulder is returned to a pregnant Scully. This story is full of the the physicality of pregnancy, and assumes that the baby that Scully is carrying is Mulder's. |
It was getting closer every day. Two nights before she had come home after a long, exhausting day, taken off her bra, and had been absentmindedly massaging her sore breasts. Tiny seeds of creamy white had appeared on her nipples. She knew it would happen, but she was still struck by it. Her body was making something other than tumors, something sustaining. |
| Iolokus | Mustang Sally and Rivka T A novel set following the two fifth season episodes ("Christmas Carol" and "Emily") in which Scully discovers that she had a daughter, Emily, who was the result of a secret conspiracy to breed alien-human hybrids using the ova of abducted women--including her own. Driven by anger and a desire for vengeance against the men who abducted and sterilized her, Scully seeks to destroy the other monstrous children that may have been created against her will. |
We were in the facial deformities section, it seemed. Three eyes, one eye, two eyes but placed where the cheeks should have been. Thick rubbery lips, lipless mouths that couldn't close over large spadelike teeth, tusks that had torn through the protective flesh around the mouth. Trunks and missing noses and harelips. It is one thing to see such abnormalities in textbooks, in autopsies but another entirely to look at the mutated faces of what should have been your own healthy children, or discarded eggs washed out to sea in a flow of menstrual blood. I hadn't felt this queasy since I'd given up chemo for Lent. |