And credits. Just because I haven't said so in a while doesn't mean I don't still hate them.
Lush Basement Office. Scully's packing up her desk. Nice green shirt. Semi-decent hair. She looks at the fused penny and dime from Dreamland with an amused smile, which is pretty interesting because I didn't think she was supposed to remember anything that happened in that episode. But whatever. Next out of the Top Desk Drawer of Seasons Past is Queequeg's dog tag. Scully's gazing at it fondly, remembering that one episode when she had a dog, when Doggett bounds into the office. She looks up and gives him her Brave Mommy smile, explaining that her doctor insisted she take her maternity leave, so she's packing up her desk. Doggett makes some supportive noises. Next out of the Biggest Little Desk Drawer in Texas is the Apollo 11 keychain Mulder gave her, which Scully smiles at dreamily. She tells Doggett that she'd like him to have the keychain; Doggett is unimpressed, until Scully explains that the keychain symbolizes all kinds of important things, like partnership and teamwork and when this show used to be really good. "It means no one gets there alone," she finishes, weepily. Then she sighs that she couldn't have made it through the past year without Doggett. Scully blinks back tears. Okay, we've established that Gillian Anderson can cry. Really well. Very effectively. Quite evocatively. And now it's time to practice conveying another emotion: keeping a stiff upper lip. Please. Anyway, Scully hugs Doggett, who manages to look pleased, touched, and uncomfortable all at the same time. They stare at each other, and Scully turns to go. "This is just a leave, right?" Doggett asks her as she gets to the doorjamb. "I mean, you are coming back? Eventually?" Scully just smiles her Mona Lisa smile at him and leaves. Doggett looks upset and confused and all alone. He wanders over to the "I Want to Believe" poster, which you'd think Mulder would have taken with him -- if only to hang it in the kid's nursery -- and sort of shakes his head at the muddle he's somehow gotten himself into. Footsteps tip-tap down the hallway toward the office. Doggett smiles. "You're not gone five minutes, Agent Scully, and already I'm starting to feel like a stranger in my own...office," he shouts, trailing off when he sees that the tip-tapper is not Scully, but a small, pretty blonde woman in a blue pantsuit. "Can I help you?" Doggett wonders. She's there to help him, she tells him. She has an X-File for them. "Who are you?" Doggett asks, furrowing his brow. The blonde blinks. She's his new partner, Leyla Harrison. (Sidebar: this character is named after an X-Files fanfic writer who recently died of cancer. I know I pour a lot of shit all over the writers on a fairly regular basis, but I think what they did here was a pretty cool gesture. Even touching. Good work, boys.) Didn't Kersh tell him...no, of course not. Leyla smiles apologetically. I already like her five thousand times more than Moronica.