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Title: Sweet Sixteen
Author: Devin
Email: franny122004@gmail.com
Website: http://dancing-through-life.com/
Rating: G
Category: SR
Keywords: MSM, Emily, Will, Luke, AU
Spoilers: How Ghosts Stole Christmas
Summary: You only turn sixteen once. *Sequel to
Daycare*
Disclaimer: I had nothing to do with the creation
of these characters; I'm just borrowing them.
Author's Note: I suppose it's not essential to
read the other stories in this series but I highly
recommend it ;). This is centered on a challenge
made by Erin made on the MSRFFC group, thanks
Erin! Also, thanks to Cathey for beta reading this :D.
November 2010
Emily woke up and was completely ready for a
normal day until she looked at the calendar
hanging over her desk. She couldn't believe she'd
almost forgotten her own birthday, but shrugged it
off as tiredness.
"Em," she heard her mom call to her, "Luke's
here."
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute," she called
back. She quickly rummaged through her closet and
dresser pulling out her favorite shirt and a pair
of jeans.
She ran into the bathroom quickly, got ready and
then went downstairs.
Waiting in the living room near the bottom of the
stairs was her 18-year-old boyfriend, Luke
Doggett. They had been dating for three years but
had known each other since her first day of
daycare. They had grown so much since then, but he
still had some crazy idea that he could beat her
at checkers.
He looked up when she walked into the living room
and smiled. "Hey birthday girl. Another year, not
an inch taller."
"William Scully-Mulder! If you are not down here
in five minutes I'm coming up there with a bucket
of ice!" Emily couldn't quite suppress her giggle.
Poor Will; he was not a morning person.
"Nag, nag, nag," they heard her father comment
affectionately.
"Mulder, he can't be late. You *know* what his
teacher's like. You'd think they were in the army
not fourth grade."
"I know Scully, I know."
Emily and Luke walked into the hallway just in
time to see her parents' clinch. Emily groaned and
Luke blushed and turned his head. Her parents
turned and both laughed. "Oh look darling, the
kids are here." Mulder said facetiously.
Her mom swatted her dad's arm and said, though
Emily wasn't sure she meant it, "Don't pick on
them." Luckily her mom decided that a change of
subject was in order. "I know you have softball
after school but your grandma and godfathers are
going to be here at six so please do not make your
coach mad enough at you to keep you back to run
laps."
Emily couldn't help the whine that crept into her
voice. "He hates me, Mom."
"He doesn't hate you, you're his star player, he
hates your mouth."
She elbowed Luke when he let out a guffaw. "Okay,
I'll be here. I don't need a ride though; Luke
will give me one, right?"
He sighed pretending to be very put out. "Yes
hunnybunny."
"Oh, be quiet poopyhead."
They left the house to the sound of her father
laughing and her mother once again yelling at
Will. Emily was about to climb into the passenger
seat of Luke's car when she noticed something
already residing in it. In her seat was what
looked like and exact duplicate of the teddy bear
she'd had when she was little but had fallen apart
when she was ten. The teddy bear's arms were
wrapped around a bouquet of white roses that
matched perfectly the bear's coat.
Her mouth must have been hanging open because Luke
reached over bopped her under chin to close it.
"Happy birthday Em." They smiled at each other
until he gestured with his head for her to get in
the car. "Come on, we don't want to be late for
people attacking you with balloons, now do we?"
***
As Luke had predicted, all her friends did indeed
give her balloons until she felt that if you added
one more she would be able to fly down the
hallways to class.
Classes were pretty boring that day since the flu
was going through most of the staff. So half of
her classes were taught by substitutes. She spent
most of her day working on a poem that she had
tweaked twenty times and still wasn't completely
happy with.
In her math class, the last class of the day, she
spent the entire time talking to Sarah who was
going through another crisis with her parents.
Sarah's parents loved her and each other very much
but they had a volatile relationship and had,
apparently, since they started dating. This caused
them to be separated for at least 3 months out of
every year. It drove Sarah up the wall, and
although she always said she should be used to it
by now, Emily wasn't sure how you got used to
something like that.
Sarah and Emily walked to the side field after a
quick trip to the locker-room to pick up their
softball equipment.
They had a good practice. The coach only yelled at
three girls and Emily was glad to say she wasn't
one of them. No one was made to stay after and
their coach even said he was feeling good about
their next game.
"So, are you coming tonight?" Emily asked as they
changed from their cleats to their tennis shoes.
"Maybe, I don't really want to be at home right
now. Who else is going to be there?"
"My parents, grandma, godfathers, Will, Luke, and
Luke's parents." Luke's parents was actually his
dad and his step mom, but no one ever called her
that since they'd only met his birth mom once,
although she saw Luke regularly.
"Yeah, I guess. Your parents won't mind?"
"When have they ever minded? They've practically
adopted you, or hadn't you noticed?"
Sarah grinned. "I noticed. I just figure it's
polite to ask."
They walked out of the school to go meet Luke.
***
"Mulder there is absolutely no proof that it was
done by a ghost," Scully protested as she opened
the front door to the house and let Will run in
ahead of them. They carried the groceries into the
kitchen not noticing the three teenagers who were
listening to their conversation with great
amusement.
"Of course there's proof. The man got a picture."
"A blurry picture that shows nothing."
Emily turned to Will and whispered, "How long have
they been going on like this?"
Will laughed and whispered back, "Since they
picked me up, probably before that too."
"Ghosts don't exist, dad!" Emily called.
Will protested with false indignation. "That's not
true according to a certain holiday adventure."
Emily, pretending to be outraged, said, "That was
all in their heads. It was clearly brought on by
stress."
Finally they couldn't contain it anymore; all four
kids broke out laughing. Mulder and Scully poked
their heads out of the kitchen. "You are not
funny," Scully said but both were grinning with
amusement.
The End
Required Elements:
1. Mulder/Scully Romance- check
2. Mulder was never abducted- check (if you want
the full story of that you should read 'Family
Matters'
3. They still have William- check
4. A birthday- check
5. A bouquet of roses- check
