Summary: Three or Four years after the final series. Dana and Fox are
married. Monica and John are together. Monica gets some good news and then
a phone call from her mother. oooh.
Disclaimer: Monica Reyes, John Doggett, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully and Baby Will don't belong to me. Neither do their parents or any family mentioned on the show. (Damn)
Author's notes: Ladida. Second chapter should be in at some point. This is my first Fanfic sorry if it's boring. I'm trying to get some more interesting things in. Feedback would be nice if you could spare a second or two. Even if it's just letting me know you thought it was boring as.
Silence. There was no need to speak. We both knew how we felt. I just laid my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. I remember last Valentines Day he told me his heart only ever beat for me. For the three years that we had been together, Valentines Day always seemed to be more and more amazing. John Doggett didn't seem like it but he was romantic. As I listened to his heart I started to wonder, was this our forever? I'd seen how happy Fox and Dana were. But were John and I going to be the same way. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. But I wasn't sure how he felt.
Silence. I can hear her breathing. Slow and steady. I know she's awake. I felt her eyelashes on my chest when she opened her eyes. I wonder what she's thinking about. Is she thinking about today? Boy, am I lucky to have her. And tonight I'll let her know how I feel. I know I've been thinking about this for a week. But I feel like Valentines Day will be the best day to let her know. Which means tonight. I'll tell her tonight, how much she means to me. I know she wonders about us. How we will end up. She would hardly let me go last year at Fox and Dana's wedding. Like a lost puppy. She didn't want to leave me. She was very emotional at the wedding. I've never seen a bridesmaid cry at a wedding. But I'm sure Mon wasn't the first. I'll have to find the best time to get her Valentines Day gift. I've got to help Fox baby-sit William today, because Dana is going with Mon to the hospital for a check up after her car crash a month ago.
The air was warm as it wrapped itself around Monica. She stood outside the hospital doors waiting for Dana, and waiting for the courage to go in. Dana put an arm around her shoulder. "What's up Monica?" "I don't want to go it. What if they say that I'm not completely cured and that I have really bad internal damage? What will I do?" Dana laughed. She had never seen Monica so scared in the last four years she had known her. "They said any damage would be healed by now." "What if it hasn't Dana? What if John proposes to me tonight, and I tell him that I can't have kids or something like that?" A small tear ran down Monica's cheek. Dana hugged her tight. "Nothing like that will happen to you Mon." More tears were making themselves seen, flowing fast down her smooth cheeks. "Hey, cheer up. The doctor told me I couldn't have children after I had Emily. Now I've got William." Monica smiled through her tears. Dana was right. It couldn't possibly happen. "Yeah, I suppose I'm just seeing the glass half empty." They walked into the hospital, notified the staff of their arrival and as soon as they were alone in the room waiting for the doctor, Dana had to ask the question. "Monica?" "Hmmm." Monica answered from behind the curtain where she was getting changed. "Why did you say you think John will propose tonight?" Monica came out from behind the curtain and sat beside Dana on the bed. "One of my feelings, I guess. I don't know. It was probably just something I've really been thinking about lately and then I just blurted it out as if I knew it was going to happen." "Your feelings have never been wrong before. Remember last week when you rushed over to my place because you had a feeling that something was wrong with Will, and then when we checked on him the iron was about to fall on his leg." "It's just strange Dana. Maybe my emotions are mixing too much with my feelings."
A candle light dinner was set up on the back porch of John's house when Monica arrived. She was amazed at the beauty of it all as she sat down. The dinner went well, they talked about their days as usual. But John could sense that Monica was leaving something out, and visa-versa. When Monica had finished her dessert she attempted to remove herself from the chair. "Wait Mon." John stood and took her hand. Out of his pocket he pulled the remote for the stereo and he turned it on. Monica smiled as the music began to play. "May I have this dance?" Monica nodded and they walked inside to dance. They seemed to dance forever to one song. When the song finished John pulled away from Monica and knelt down on one knee. The shock on Monica's face was priceless. "John." "Monica, I want to come home every night and know that all my troubles will drift away when I see you. I want to watch you fall asleep in my arms and wake up with you beside me. I want to spend every Christmas with the one I love. And maybe some day wake up Christmas morning to our children screaming that Santa came." Monica started to cry at his words. "Monica Reyes, will you marry me?" "Oh my god John. of course I will." John slid the gold band onto her finger and stood up. Monica let the diamond glisten in the disappearing light, and kissed John. "This is the best Valentines Day ever Mon." "Ah, I haven't given you your gift." She ran to her briefcase and pulled out a large white envelope. She ran back over and sat down on the couch. John slowly opened the package, and removed what looked like some sort of x- ray. "What is it?" Monica smiled and snuggled into his shoulder. She pointed to a tiny white speck as John held it up to the light. "That's our baby." A look of shock spread over John's face. He looked at Monica and then back at the picture then back at Monica. "Really? Us? Baby? Ours?" Monica had to laugh. "You're not making much sense but yes we're having a baby." John placed his hand on Monica's abdomen and looked deep into her eyes. "I love you Mon." She smiled as he moved in and kissed her. He could still smell the strawberries she had eaten for dessert as he searched for the sensitive part of her mouth. The part that caused a shiver to run down her spine every time he touched it. He could feel her shake a little in his arms as he hit the spot. Bingo!
My feelings were right, once again. He did propose to me and I don't think this year could get any better.
Fox and Dana were greeted with a huge smile as they walked into the office. Monica sat at her desk playing solitaire on her computer. "Good morning." She chirped as the two agents hung up their coats. "Well, someone's in a very chirpy mood this morning." Dana smiled as she sat down at her desk and opened her laptop. Monica just grinned and raised her left hand into Dana's view. Fox smiled and sat down. "Congratulations Monica." She was about to say thankyou when her mobile suddenly came to life and started to buzz along the table. "Monica Reyes." Her smile seemed to grow as the voice on the other line came through. "Mamma, I was going to call you today." She was silent for a moment. "Si, Mamma. Great news, I'm getting married, and I'm pregnant." Fox winked at Dana as she unconsciously laid a hand on her own stomach, almost imagining there was something in there again. They looked back at Monica when she suddenly seemed like she was about to go into shock. "What!" Monica continued the conversation in Spanish as Dana walked over to her and sat on her desk, watching her like a hawk. Something was wrong. At that moment John walked into the room and before he could say anything Dana was at his side whispering in his ear. Fox wasn't sure what he should be paying attention to. His wife whispering into his friends' ear or the Spanish phone conversation happening at the desk next to him. "Adios mamma." Monica hung up the phone and dropped her head onto the desk with a quiet "Ow." "Mon?" John placed a hand on her back. "What's up?" "Nothing." She murmured into the desk. "There is something Monica." Dana said. "We can all tell when something has upset you. We've known you for a long time." Monica lifted her head and smiled slightly.
I don't want to tell them. Legally I don't have to. But they want to know because they care about me. But really it's none of their business. It's kind of a private issue. I don't really want anyone to know until I've checked it all out. Do I? Mamma told me I shouldn't. But, they are my friends. Oh screw this.
Monica stood from her desk and walked out the door in a huff. Dana was puzzled, what had they done? She glanced at John, who was just as puzzled as she was. "Looks like she didn't want to talk, Dane." Dana clenched her fists as Fox spoke. She hated to see Monica in such an awful mood, and she really hated when Fox shortened her name. She ran out the door after Monica. Something was wrong. "Monica stop!" she yelled as she saw Monica step into the elevator. The doors started to close so Dana sprinted and dived into the compartment. "Dana, are you okay?" Monica panicked. "I've broken my wrist." She answered as she twirled her hand around and flinched at the pain. Monica pressed the emergency stop button and sat down on the floor with Dana. "Sorry." "Hey, it's not your fault I should have dived at you instead." "But if I had have stopped the elevator doors then you wouldn't have dived at all." "I don't know about that. Diving's quite fun. It sure beats falling down the stairs and I've done that lot since I started working here." Both the women laughed. "So are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Monica sighed. "How about we grab a hot chocolate and I'll tell you on the way." "Sounds okay to me." Dana smiled. Monica stood up and started the elevator again.
Disclaimer: Monica Reyes, John Doggett, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully and Baby Will don't belong to me. Neither do their parents or any family mentioned on the show. (Damn)
Author's notes: Ladida. Second chapter should be in at some point. This is my first Fanfic sorry if it's boring. I'm trying to get some more interesting things in. Feedback would be nice if you could spare a second or two. Even if it's just letting me know you thought it was boring as.
Silence. There was no need to speak. We both knew how we felt. I just laid my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. I remember last Valentines Day he told me his heart only ever beat for me. For the three years that we had been together, Valentines Day always seemed to be more and more amazing. John Doggett didn't seem like it but he was romantic. As I listened to his heart I started to wonder, was this our forever? I'd seen how happy Fox and Dana were. But were John and I going to be the same way. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. But I wasn't sure how he felt.
Silence. I can hear her breathing. Slow and steady. I know she's awake. I felt her eyelashes on my chest when she opened her eyes. I wonder what she's thinking about. Is she thinking about today? Boy, am I lucky to have her. And tonight I'll let her know how I feel. I know I've been thinking about this for a week. But I feel like Valentines Day will be the best day to let her know. Which means tonight. I'll tell her tonight, how much she means to me. I know she wonders about us. How we will end up. She would hardly let me go last year at Fox and Dana's wedding. Like a lost puppy. She didn't want to leave me. She was very emotional at the wedding. I've never seen a bridesmaid cry at a wedding. But I'm sure Mon wasn't the first. I'll have to find the best time to get her Valentines Day gift. I've got to help Fox baby-sit William today, because Dana is going with Mon to the hospital for a check up after her car crash a month ago.
The air was warm as it wrapped itself around Monica. She stood outside the hospital doors waiting for Dana, and waiting for the courage to go in. Dana put an arm around her shoulder. "What's up Monica?" "I don't want to go it. What if they say that I'm not completely cured and that I have really bad internal damage? What will I do?" Dana laughed. She had never seen Monica so scared in the last four years she had known her. "They said any damage would be healed by now." "What if it hasn't Dana? What if John proposes to me tonight, and I tell him that I can't have kids or something like that?" A small tear ran down Monica's cheek. Dana hugged her tight. "Nothing like that will happen to you Mon." More tears were making themselves seen, flowing fast down her smooth cheeks. "Hey, cheer up. The doctor told me I couldn't have children after I had Emily. Now I've got William." Monica smiled through her tears. Dana was right. It couldn't possibly happen. "Yeah, I suppose I'm just seeing the glass half empty." They walked into the hospital, notified the staff of their arrival and as soon as they were alone in the room waiting for the doctor, Dana had to ask the question. "Monica?" "Hmmm." Monica answered from behind the curtain where she was getting changed. "Why did you say you think John will propose tonight?" Monica came out from behind the curtain and sat beside Dana on the bed. "One of my feelings, I guess. I don't know. It was probably just something I've really been thinking about lately and then I just blurted it out as if I knew it was going to happen." "Your feelings have never been wrong before. Remember last week when you rushed over to my place because you had a feeling that something was wrong with Will, and then when we checked on him the iron was about to fall on his leg." "It's just strange Dana. Maybe my emotions are mixing too much with my feelings."
A candle light dinner was set up on the back porch of John's house when Monica arrived. She was amazed at the beauty of it all as she sat down. The dinner went well, they talked about their days as usual. But John could sense that Monica was leaving something out, and visa-versa. When Monica had finished her dessert she attempted to remove herself from the chair. "Wait Mon." John stood and took her hand. Out of his pocket he pulled the remote for the stereo and he turned it on. Monica smiled as the music began to play. "May I have this dance?" Monica nodded and they walked inside to dance. They seemed to dance forever to one song. When the song finished John pulled away from Monica and knelt down on one knee. The shock on Monica's face was priceless. "John." "Monica, I want to come home every night and know that all my troubles will drift away when I see you. I want to watch you fall asleep in my arms and wake up with you beside me. I want to spend every Christmas with the one I love. And maybe some day wake up Christmas morning to our children screaming that Santa came." Monica started to cry at his words. "Monica Reyes, will you marry me?" "Oh my god John. of course I will." John slid the gold band onto her finger and stood up. Monica let the diamond glisten in the disappearing light, and kissed John. "This is the best Valentines Day ever Mon." "Ah, I haven't given you your gift." She ran to her briefcase and pulled out a large white envelope. She ran back over and sat down on the couch. John slowly opened the package, and removed what looked like some sort of x- ray. "What is it?" Monica smiled and snuggled into his shoulder. She pointed to a tiny white speck as John held it up to the light. "That's our baby." A look of shock spread over John's face. He looked at Monica and then back at the picture then back at Monica. "Really? Us? Baby? Ours?" Monica had to laugh. "You're not making much sense but yes we're having a baby." John placed his hand on Monica's abdomen and looked deep into her eyes. "I love you Mon." She smiled as he moved in and kissed her. He could still smell the strawberries she had eaten for dessert as he searched for the sensitive part of her mouth. The part that caused a shiver to run down her spine every time he touched it. He could feel her shake a little in his arms as he hit the spot. Bingo!
My feelings were right, once again. He did propose to me and I don't think this year could get any better.
Fox and Dana were greeted with a huge smile as they walked into the office. Monica sat at her desk playing solitaire on her computer. "Good morning." She chirped as the two agents hung up their coats. "Well, someone's in a very chirpy mood this morning." Dana smiled as she sat down at her desk and opened her laptop. Monica just grinned and raised her left hand into Dana's view. Fox smiled and sat down. "Congratulations Monica." She was about to say thankyou when her mobile suddenly came to life and started to buzz along the table. "Monica Reyes." Her smile seemed to grow as the voice on the other line came through. "Mamma, I was going to call you today." She was silent for a moment. "Si, Mamma. Great news, I'm getting married, and I'm pregnant." Fox winked at Dana as she unconsciously laid a hand on her own stomach, almost imagining there was something in there again. They looked back at Monica when she suddenly seemed like she was about to go into shock. "What!" Monica continued the conversation in Spanish as Dana walked over to her and sat on her desk, watching her like a hawk. Something was wrong. At that moment John walked into the room and before he could say anything Dana was at his side whispering in his ear. Fox wasn't sure what he should be paying attention to. His wife whispering into his friends' ear or the Spanish phone conversation happening at the desk next to him. "Adios mamma." Monica hung up the phone and dropped her head onto the desk with a quiet "Ow." "Mon?" John placed a hand on her back. "What's up?" "Nothing." She murmured into the desk. "There is something Monica." Dana said. "We can all tell when something has upset you. We've known you for a long time." Monica lifted her head and smiled slightly.
I don't want to tell them. Legally I don't have to. But they want to know because they care about me. But really it's none of their business. It's kind of a private issue. I don't really want anyone to know until I've checked it all out. Do I? Mamma told me I shouldn't. But, they are my friends. Oh screw this.
Monica stood from her desk and walked out the door in a huff. Dana was puzzled, what had they done? She glanced at John, who was just as puzzled as she was. "Looks like she didn't want to talk, Dane." Dana clenched her fists as Fox spoke. She hated to see Monica in such an awful mood, and she really hated when Fox shortened her name. She ran out the door after Monica. Something was wrong. "Monica stop!" she yelled as she saw Monica step into the elevator. The doors started to close so Dana sprinted and dived into the compartment. "Dana, are you okay?" Monica panicked. "I've broken my wrist." She answered as she twirled her hand around and flinched at the pain. Monica pressed the emergency stop button and sat down on the floor with Dana. "Sorry." "Hey, it's not your fault I should have dived at you instead." "But if I had have stopped the elevator doors then you wouldn't have dived at all." "I don't know about that. Diving's quite fun. It sure beats falling down the stairs and I've done that lot since I started working here." Both the women laughed. "So are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Monica sighed. "How about we grab a hot chocolate and I'll tell you on the way." "Sounds okay to me." Dana smiled. Monica stood up and started the elevator again.