Disclaimer: I don't own the X Files and, trust me; I am not getting paid for this.
Note: It has been a while since I put up a chapter for this story! It is more of a casual type thing but I have (once again) been missing my sisters and thought this would be a good outlet! I have not seen this episode in forever so forgive any errors. Enjoy!
My Delivery
I lay in an abandoned old town surrounded by supernatural beings while trying to push a human being out of my body and I was terrified.
Yes Monica was there to help me but there was nothing she could do against these monsters and we both knew it.
I screamed at them and prayed to God that they would leave me alone. I prayed my baby would be healthy; I prayed that Mulder would come to me; I prayed that I could be a good mother.
Monica had been a rock for me all night and had reminded me so much of my sister that I got a lump in my throat even thinking about it.
If Melissa were here she would have incense burning and would be putting crystals around my neck. She would be chanting soft prayers into my ear and would have probably instead on a tub birth.
Of course that would have been impossible here.
I wondered for the millionth time what my life would be like if my sister were still around for me to depend on. She had always taken care of me when we were girls.
My thoughts drifted often during labor. I thought of Mulder, my mother, my father, my brothers, and Melissa. I imagined life with this new baby.
I thought of all that he would miss by not having Melissa around as his aunt.
She never got to be an aunt. Both Bill and Charlie had kids after she died and she never got to see them. She will never get to meet my baby.
My William.
The cries of an infant broke through the eerie quiet of the super soldiers watching them.
Monica cut the cord and handed William to me and I took him shaking with the love and protectiveness I felt.
We looked around and noticed that the soldiers had begun to move toward the door. They were leaving!
The sound of a chopper grew loud and seemed to be close. My fear grew and I covered my son and clutched him closer to my bare chest, covering him with a blanket.
His little newborn screams continued and they were like music to my ears.
"I will go see what is happening." Monica said and ran to the door.
I felt her then, my sister. She was there with us in the room watching and had been holding my hand the whole time.
If Mulder heard my thoughts he would have been so excited, but in that moment I just knew it.
"Melissa, this is your nephew, William." I said out loud to the supposed ghost in the room. I was sure I sounded crazy but I didn't care.
I felt her warmth for a moment and William quieted. I looked down at him and his tiny eyes were opened and looking past me.
I turned around but saw nothing.
"Scully!"
Mulder's voice broke me out of my trance and I felt the most at peace I had in a long time.
He was here, and everything would be all right.
I could feel the spirit of my sister leaving to give us a moment alone and I said a silent goodbye and thanks as I watched William's father take him into his arms for the first time.
