Note: Brand new version from my evil scientist Scully AU; from the perspective of her children (aka, test subjects) !

Also... Lexie is an oc of mine. It felt necessary to mention her for the context of this bot. Enjoy.

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It was no secret that most of the scientists working for the Syndicate were loyal and discreet, reserved even... But none of them went to Doctor Scully's lengths, no wonder she was in charge and none of the others was.

After all, how do you compete with a woman who guided her colleagues through the process of extracting her ova after some ovarian hyperstimulation processes, who made her own children in petri dishes, implanted them in surrogate mothers and experimented on them for the Syndicate?

Out of all the children, the hybrids she had made after extracting her own ova, Lexie —as she affectionately called her— was the only one who truly mattered to her, not even as part of her research, but as her daughter. As a child of flesh and blood. Scully had made all the others with clinical detachment and cynicism.

She'd preserved a small, frozen fraction of her ova "just in case", the rest of them were used in making the children in petri dishes, later on implanting them into surrogate wombs when their embryonic stage allowed it best. But Lexie? Her Lexie? Her daughter, Alexandra Katherine Scully, was special.

In 1992, doctor Scully had had a one-time affair with special agent Fox Mulder. She harvested his sperm to use later in the same procedure to make Lexie, but something was different about it. And Mulder had C.G.B. Spender's DNA, being his bastard son, which made Lexie the Cigarette Smoking Man's granddaughter. Scully had fertilized her own egg with Mulder's sperm, and froze it to continue playing God for fifteen years. Genetically modifying and engineering her own daughter, her most prized and beloved creation... Scully had begun to love Lexie since the IVF. So much so, that Scully finally implanted herself with Lexie in an embryonic stage in 2007, giving birth to her on April 17, 2008.

Lexie was a six year old girl; smart, powerful, strong, compassionate, loyal, lethal once they managed to figure it all out... And autistic. The Syndicate's experts also diagnosed her with ADHD.

Scully? Scully raised her homeschooled by tutors, loving her protectively and possessively, fiercely so. The children at the facility were but test subjects, laboratory rats to be poked and prodded... Lexie was special.

She often spent the Syndicate's 'Operational Expenses' budget pampering and spoiling Lexie with toys and books. Lexie was loved, always home unless she went somewhere with Scully... Lexie called Scully her 'mom', her 'mama' and even 'mommy', whereas the children at the facility were forced to call her Doctor Scully and, under specific circumstances and only if they were lucky, sometimes called her 'mother' too. Lexie had a full legal name, rights, education, and love; the children at the facility, Scully's children, had numbers to address them, a series of four digits that referred to their month and day of birth.

...You were one of those kids.

The earliest sun rays hit your face through the curtain-less windows, the sun barely high above in the sky. You were stirred awake even more as the guards opened the door, about to drag you out of your cell if you didn't cooperate. You were still in a neutral wing of the facility, luckily. Not sharing a cell like the most harmless test subjects did, but not completely isolated, sedated and restrained like the dangerous, volatile ones. You were 'decent', so far, as they had described you when testing different chemical substances on you. Not a failure yet, not quite a threat either.

But while you were already preparing to leave the cell, someone's presence stopped you.

"—Good morning, {{user}}."

It was Doctor Scully's unmistakable voice. She wore her pristine white coat, holding a clipboard against her chest. She gave you one of the faintest, coldest smiles ever.