The room was uncomfortably silent at Scully's revelation. Monica and Walter didn't move, they just watched in shock as Scully struggled to hold back tears. Part of her still couldn't believe the news. After taking another deep breath, she finally spoke up, "I know it's impossible. It's a miracle. I always feared the truth about William's conception from the moment I found out I was pregnant. But this time things are different. I know with absolute certainty that this child wasn't part of any experiment." Scully thought back to the vision of the ultrasound William shared with her. Thirteen weeks. There was only one possible night she could have conceived. One thing she couldn't explain however, was how she knew this baby was a girl. Maybe that was just maternal instinct.

Skinner thought back to the car ride over to Norfolk and felt terrible. He sensed something was up when Scully asked for his help, but back then he didn't think too much of it. She had come to him before when Mulder had taken that case with Father Joe into his own hands. He wasn't sure he would have told Scully about William had he known she was carrying another child. He couldn't even begin to imagine how that knowledge might have affected her current pregnancy. "I assume Mulder knows?" he asked.

Scully nodded.

"Congratulations, Dana. I mean it," Monica said.

"Thank you."

Monica pulled her friend in for a tight hug. She would have known before anyone else if the smoking bastard had laid another hand on her. This was a miracle. "You're right, Dana," Monica said as if to assuage any fears her friend might be holding back.

"It is a miracle. If there was any...intervention, I would have told you," said Monica.

Scully smiled and nodded. She had planned to keep the baby a secret for a little while longer, but she didn't know when she'd see her friend again. It was comforting to be able to share this knowledge with a trusted friend, especially since she delivered her first child.

Just then, the door to Skinner's room was thrown open.

Scully and Reyes startled and turned around to be met face to face with Kersh. To say he looked pissed off was an understatement. "Step outside Agents," he ordered.

Scully narrowed her eyes before turning back to Skinner who nodded as if to tell her to go along with it.

Monica looked over at Scully as they both left the room.

"What is going on here?" Scully demanded.

"What's going on is that an Assistant Director was nearly killed because of your and Mulder's crusade," Kersh spat before turning to Monica, "and another FBI Agent injured."

"Sir," Monica started, "that's not-"

Kersh held his hand up. "You're free to go, Agent Reyes," he said in a tone that indicated he was finished.

Monica turned towards Scully and concurred. They had exchanged contact information earlier and had agreed to get in touch once she met up with John.

Scully managed a small smile as her friend turned and walked away.

Kersh watched the brunette leave before turning back to Scully. "Now I already told Agent Mulder. The X-Files are closed. Even though he is responsible for this, I don't doubt for a minute you were involved in some way. Calls were placed by you from his residence. Not just recently, but on several occasions. Including the incident with Purlieu services."

Scully opened her mouth to speak but couldn't find the words.

"On top of that, I found something else. A marriage certificate indicating you and Mulder got married in the state of Virginia back in 2002. I don't know how on earth that was overlooked when you returned to the bureau, but the Assistant Director will be facing his own disciplinary action for assisting you both with this ridiculous quest."

Scully began to feel rage boiling through her veins. She knew where Kersh was going with his accusations. She reached into her coat and thrusted her gun and badge at him. "You may be able to keep me from walking the halls of the FBI. But this is MY hospital, you can't keep me from making sure he gets the care he needs," she said icily.

Scully quickly brushed past Kersh. Her emotions were bubbling to the surface. The events of the past 48 hours were catching up to her again.

As she made her way down the corridor to the front entrance of the hospital, she saw Mulder coming towards her, worry evident in his features.

"Scully," he said, relieved to see her. When he saw her face, he knew something was wrong. She said nothing but allowed him to place his arms around her shoulders.

Together, they left the hospital. When they arrived at Mulder's car, Scully checked to see if they were alone, then pulled Mulder close and sighed as he wrapped his arms around her. She liked to maintain a strong public demeanor, but today she allowed herself to crumble in Mulder's arms. His embrace was a great comfort. He was the only person aside from her mother who had seen her true self, including her vulnerable side.

They knew the X-Files would be closed because of everything that happened. Their son was the reason they came back to the bureau in the first place. Finding him so they could stop the virus was the only thing that mattered. What was left to search for now? They found their son but had to let him go. They had to focus on their new baby.

Mulder and Scully returned home a short while later. She told Mulder that she had a chance to see Monica Reyes before she was discharged and that she would stay in touch with her after she located John Doggett in California. "Kersh knows about the marriage certificate," Scully sighed.

Mulder shrugged. He wasn't entirely surprised. Skinner had pulled a lot of strings to get them back into the bureau. Things were overlooked during that process, including his depression. Technically he shouldn't have even been carrying a gun.

Mulder was still slightly on edge, he knew there were cameras in the Purlieu building. It would only be a matter of time until he would likely face murder charges. He didn't want to scare Scully though. It was the last thing she needed right now. "We did what needed to be done, Scully. Unless you don't want to be married to me anymore," he teased, trying to lighten the mood.

Even though they had been physically separated for a few years, neither of them had the resolve to file for a dissolution of marriage. They had arrived at the decision to get married following Mulder's trial back in 2002 while they were on the run. It would protect Scully from ever having to testify against him again, should it ever come to that. A piece of paper didn't dictate their feelings, however. The feelings they had for one another were more complex and went beyond the widely understood definition of marriage.

Scully smiled. "Of course, I do, and I don't want to hide it anymore. We're having a child together, Mulder. I want us to be a family officially. But no one is going to call me Mrs. Fox Mulder."

"Understood," he said as he wrapped his arms around her. "No more telling people I'm not your husband though. We both know that's a lie."

"We should probably get rings, huh?" Mulder smiled. The idea of living together officially as a married couple with their baby filled him with overwhelming happiness.

Scully smiled. "Yeah, but it has to be something fairly practical. We can't always wear rings at the hospital."

They hadn't really discussed where they would go with the X-Files being closed, but Mulder imagined Scully would eventually go back to work at the hospital. "Okay, we can plan a trip to Kay Jewelers after our trip to IKEA."

"I thought we already made all those repairs after the incident with Purlieu," Scully said.

The mere mention of that name made Mulder's blood run cold pushed that thought from his mind. "Well, we should probably start getting ready for the baby. You're already more than three months along, we have less than six months to get everything ready!" Mulder reached out and touched the small rounded bump of her abdomen.

Scully smiled and placed her hand over his. "Oh...you're right. I still can't believe this is happening."

The sound of tires hitting the graveled driveway startled them both and Scully moved towards the kitchen window. "Were you expecting someone?"

Mulder followed closely behind her. "No," he said as a sense of dread settled over him.

Scully pulled back the curtain to see two familiar black SUV's driving up to the front of their house. To her surprise, Mulder pulled her back from the window and placed his hands on her shoulders. Scully was startled by the sudden movement. "Is there something you aren't telling me?" She nearly demanded.

Mulder looked away and sighed, overwhelmed with guilt.

Scully narrowed her eyes. "Mulder, you're scaring me. Why are they here?" Mulder was terrified, for himself, for Scully, and their unborn child. If he had known she was pregnant, maybe he wouldn't have been so stupid and reckless, but he was using whatever means necessary to get to William.

"Do you remember when I told you William wasn't on the plane when I made that trip to Purlieu services?"

Scully looked at him questioningly and opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't speak as she tried to process what he was saying.

"There may have been a few casualties that involved Mr. Y and others along the way and it wasn't just self defense."

Scully shook her head and he suddenly saw the fear register in her own eyes at the implications. "What are you saying, Mulder?"