It's light, simple, and fluffy. No tears in this one, other than the ones Scully cries because of her hormones. They're tears of joy. :D
Slice of perfect... I think this chapter is best read with a piece of angel food cake (and whip cream and strawberrys if desired) (I would desire them).

Slice of Perfect

Mulder and Scully stood in line for their terminal. She felt dizzy and extremely tired. The doctor warned her that would happen after that particular ultrasound. Through the wide windows that overlooked the runways and plane parking lots you could see the rain pouring down. It hammered against the window. Their plane was delayed because of a recent thunderstorm but now they were able to board. Her head was up against Mulder's chest and his hand rested on her back, rubbing up and down.

"How are you feeling," He whispered into her ear. If she didn't feel so horrible she would've giggled at how much his breath tickled her ear. She didn't answer. She knew not answering would be an answer enough for him. "Do you think you're going to be okay on the plane?" He felt her head nod. "The lines moving," She turned in his arms so that they could walk forward. Scully wore a fitting, not maternal, white long sleeve v-neck shirt. Her left hand rested on her swollen belly. "Are you sure? I don't want you to get sicker." Scully nodded. The room felt like it was spinning.

"I'll be fine. It'll past. She said it would only last around two hours. Besides, I'll just sleep."

"Okay," Mulder kissed her temple, and they handed in their tickets to get passed through a machine and come out the other end.

Scully had the window seat, but insisted that Mulder take it instead. She hated flying in the rain. She was deathly afraid of plane crashes. She inhaled a deep breath of air and rested her head on Mulder's shoulder after fastening her seat belt.

Mulder lifted her hand up and pressed a kiss to all of her knuckles. A weak smile formed across her lips.

"I'm so tired, Mulder," She faintly whispered.

"I know. Just go to sleep." He stroked her hair, pushing the few stray strands out of her face.

The 6 hour flight dragged on. But they were in Hawaii in no time. Mulder passed the time by watching movies and munching on sunflower seeds. Scully was asleep for four hours, and by the time she woke up they were over the Pacific Ocean and she was fine. She was smiling.

It was 3:10 when the touched down in Honolulu. They rented a rental car and drove off to the hotel, the Hale Koa, a huge and very expensive five star hotel. Scully fell in love before they had even walked up to the front desk, which was outside, but under the roof.

Her love for the hotel only increased when she saw their room. It looked like an apartment... a very expensive apartment overlooking the ocean. A nice cool sea breeze blew through the open double doors from the balcony and greeted them. Her smile instantly widened and she ran to the balcony. She didn't dare look down, not wanting her fear of heights to overcome her, but she did look out to the ocean. It was a perfect shade of blue. Mulder was grinning at how simple and bubbly she looked. He walked slowly up to where she was standing and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her head. She inhaled the scent of the ocean, the scent she learned to love when she was just a girl. She turned in his arms, wrapping her own around him, now inhaling his scent, her favorite scent.

"It's so perfect here, Mulder." She whispered into his grey t-shirt. "I'm forgetting everything, work, bills, ....our future problems. I'm only concentrated on you. That's the way it should be."

"Same here, if we could remain here together forever... I would have it. Just me, you, and our little baby," Scully smiled, "A slice of perfect." He removed his hands from her back and framed her face. "You are... so beautiful." Her pregnancy induced mood swings were kicking in. Here came the tears. He stifled a laugh at seeing her mood swings at work. Being the loving husband that he was, Mulder wiped the tears away with his thumbs. "When I saw you walking down that aisle... I had to remind myself to breath. I didn't think you would want an unconscious husband-to-be at the altar." Scully giggled. "At that moment I was sure of it that I was the luckiest man on earth to be standing in that position, ready to marry the most stunning and breathtaking bride." The water works were turned on high. Scully's head fell into his chest and she couldn't stop the tears from coming.

"When did you... when did you first develop feelings for me? We never said anything about that." She sniffed, wiping her eyes.

"My crush came when we were in my cheap motel room on our first case in Bellefleur." She giggled at the memory, how the rain casted a shadow on Mulder's perfect face. "But I was sure I had feelings for you when we were in the pouring in the cemetary on that same case." The memory filled his conscious, how silly they both felt in the rain, giggling, smiling, joyful. So much time had passed.... 7 years to be exact. They held each other on the balcony in silence for several moments, before the growling of Scully's stomach interrupted them. She blushed. "Do you wanna get something to eat?" Mulder inquired with a laugh.

"That would be good."

It was 5pm and in an hour or so it would begin getting dark. Mulder's plan was right on schedule. It was perfect. After getting ready, together they went down the elevator to the hotel's main floor, walked pass the service desk, and then down the brick stairs in the jungle like atmosphere the greenery created, and then found the most expensive restaurant the hotel had to offer.

Scully wore a light tan sundress, which highlighted her baby bump perfectly, and a pair of lace up wedges to match. Mulder wore a nice button down shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. They were led to a table for two in the back of the restaurant, away from the hustle and bustle. They sat and enjoyed their candle lit alone time before their meals came.

When they left the restaurant the sun was just beginning to set, which Mulder knew would leave a breathtaking sight on the beach for them both to see. He took her hand and led her past the gift shop, past the pools, and past the bar to the private beach Hale Koa residents used.

Scully's eyes widened at how incredible the sun looked on the dark blue water. It looked like a scene out of a magazine. The dark orange sun's golden reflection sparkled in every which direction. The sounds of the breaking waves and tides could be heard. It was perfect. The smell of salt water was now on her list of favorite smells, second to the smell of Mulder.

There were other couples laying on the beach, some with children, and others well older than Mulder and Scully. One older couple in particular had a CD player with them; they were about ten feet away. From the CD player came very romantic classical music; the old couple was dancing in the sand.

"Dance with me," Mulder whispered through the sounds of the waves and small children playing in the tide. They turned simultaneously and assumed the dancing position. She rested her head on his chest as they swayed back and forth in the sand, her hand in his.

Scully focused on a family in the sand by the tide. She focused on how badly she wanted that with Mulder. She was just about to get what she most desired, but it slipped out of her grasp. Then her eyes switched over to see the dancing elderly couple. They had to be about 60, maybe 70. She wanted that too. She wasn't going to grow old with Mulder. She wouldn't get to experience all the life those two had experienced together. But the thought of 'why?' made her smile. She was dying in the place of the one she loved. That seemed the best way. It was okay. The only things that mattered were her child, Mulder, and the moment they were in, on their little slice of perfect. She concentrated on him, their moment, his heart beat, and how he held her. She never wanted to let any of that go, ever. She needed him for eternity.

Did you like it? Next chapter I suppose will be Mulder trying to solve his greatest problem, saving Scully's life.
I want angel food cake. If you're now eating some.... I'm jealous. I haven't ate since breakfast this morning. I'm starved.
Please review!!!!! please. :D
-A.