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[Dana Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, Washington D.C.
Wednesday 3:45 AM]
Scully had her head on Mulder's chest, much like how she had last night… 'Well, actually not last night... More like the night before last now..' she thought as she chanced a look at the clock and cringed at what time it was. This time around, though, it was quite different. This time, they were both struggling to regain their breath. This time, they were covered in sweat. This time, they were missing all of their clothing. This time, they had just finished having the best sex of their lives… for the third time…
She was busy drawing unintelligible designs on his chest when he finally recovered enough to speak. "Oh. My. God. Scully. I thought the first time was amazing, but we just keep getting better and better each time. I'm going to be completely dead on my feet at work tomorrow and I don't care in the slightest.
"Tonight was absolutely perfect, Mulder." She yawned. "It was more than I could have ever dreamed of it being."
Mulder fake gasped in astonishment. "Did MY Scully just use a double entendre?! I just can't believe this!"
"Shut up, Mulder!" She chuckled at his immaturity and playfully swatted his chest. She leaned her head up to place a chaste kiss on his lips. "I love you," she murmured right before she gave into her exhaustion.
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[Dana Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, Washington D.C.
Wednesday 7:00 AM]
The ringing of the alarm clock was what woke them back up a few hours later. They both groaned tiredly and Scully reached over to hit the snooze button.
"We gotta get up, Scully." Mulder murmured into her hair.
"No." She grumbled indignantly, trying to burrow herself further into his chest.
Out of all of the versions of Scully he'd encountered, this new version- the sleepy, sated, grumpy Scully- was definitely his favorite. And he knew just how to get her up. "Well… do you remember how we deal with that, Scully?" He mockingly impersonated her tone of voice. Mimicking what she had done yesterday, Mulder began his attack.
"Mulllderrrrr!" She squealed, begging him to stop smothering her body in kisses. "Okay, okay. I give. I'll get up." Scully slowly rolled out of bed, trying to avoid his onslaught of affection. After hunting around the room for several minutes looking for the shirt she had been wearing last night, she finally located it… behind the dresser. 'I guess we got a little excited last night,' she smiled to herself. Scully looked back towards Mulder as she pulled the shirt on over her head. He was looking at her longingly. She smirked. "Mulder, you take your shower first. I'll go check on Emily."
Mulder got up and trudged into the bathroom, sighing in protest as he went. As soon as she heard the shower start running, she wandered into Emily's room. Thankfully, Emily was still asleep, so Scully made her way back towards the bathroom and slipped inside unnoticed.
He had just started to wash his hair when he heard a noise from behind him. Turning around quickly he was startled by a certain redhead's appearance in the shower with him. She scared him so bad that he dropped the soap and almost lost his balance in the process. "Jesus, Scully! You snuck up on me!" She laughed at his clumsiness and took a step closer to him. He felt his body flush with arousal and love as she stepped into his arms and rested her head against him. "Where's Em?" he questioned quietly.
She looked up at him and started to trace patterns over his body with one of her index fingers. Starting with the hickey on his neck (the first of the few that she had given him last night), her touch made his body quiver and his spine tingle. "Asleep." She answered plainly, but her eyes conveyed something suggestive.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah... How should we use our time?" She decided to play coy. "Maybe we could take a nap.. or watch TV.. oh-oh or we could-"
Mulder took ahold of her hips and pushed her against the wall of the shower, not giving her a chance to finish her teasing.
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[J. Edgar Hoover Building
Washington D.C
Wednesday, 9:29 AM]
Embarrassingly enough, the combination of their late-night activities and their long morning shower made Mulder and Scully late for work. Really late for work. It wouldn't have been so bad, except that they had to walk through the first-floor bullpen in order to get to the elevator… As if the building didn't have enough gossip featuring them and Emily already. Scully had tried to conceal the hickies that were present on both her and Mulder's skin. In her case, she was lucky enough to have most of them be below shirt line, so they weren't visible. But Mulder didn't fare as well as she had in the placement of his. She mentally told herself to remember to be more mindful of where she put those... After using her concealer, Scully was able to get all of them covered up except for one. If anyone were to stand close enough to him and look at the side of his jaw, they would see it. Needless to say, the water cooler would be booming with rumors today, and probably all of this week.
Apparently, it was also too much to ask for an empty elevator. Once they got done with their uncomfortable walk through the bullpen, where everyone had stared like usual, but this time with more of an accusing curiosity than normal, they were faced with an elevator ride with Agents Rausch and Alba. Agent Alba was a very nice and pleasant woman from what Scully had heard. She transferred in from another branch just last month and was specializing in working with children that were involved in cases. Agent Rausch, on the other hand, was pretty much the exact opposite of Agent Alba. She was the type of woman who got whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. She was a terrible flirt and coincidentally also the biggest gossip in the whole damn Bureau. Of course, her, Mulder, and Emily would have to get stuck in the elevator with her.
Agent Rausch eyed the three of them as discreetly as she could.. which to be honest, was still pretty obvious. She and Agent Alba were on the right side of the elevator, while Scully, Mulder, and Emily were on the left. Emily was standing in between the two of them like usual, holding their hands. Everything was going just about as normal as possible until Emily look up at Scully and asked in her cute little toddler voice, "Mommy, do I get to color today?"
Agent Rausch's eyes bulged and Mulder watched as she began to chew her cheek in anticipation. Scully ignored Rausch and answered her daughter's question affirmatively. She got out on the very next floor as calmly as she could manage and then broke into a full-on run as soon the elevators doors started closing again.
Agent Alba turned to them, smirking. "Well that's one way to get rid of the 'Wicked Witch'," she sneered in jest and stuck her hand out to shake all of theirs. "Hi, I'm Denise. It's nice to finally meet you two... I've heard a lot about you guys over the years."
Mulder's ears reddened slightly, making Scully laugh internally at his embarrassment.
She kneeled down to Emily's level and Emily, in turn, tried to hide slightly behind Mulder's leg. "Hi, what's your name?" Denise asked politely
Emily looked a little unsure about whether or not to answer. She looked up at Scully who nodded. "It's alright Em.," She looked towards Agent Alba and answered for Emily. "Her name is Emmelia but we call her Em, for short." Scully blanched. She hadn't meant to say 'we' at work. Mulder smiled over at her, overjoyed at what she had just implied, not minding that she said it while they were talking to a fellow agent.
Agent Alba smiled sweetly at Emily,"Hi, Em. I'm Denise. It's very nice to meet you. You must love your Mommy and Daddy very much." Emily didn't answer her but gave a smile from behind Mulder. Agent Alba stood back up as the elevator doors opened on her floor. "You guys have a lovely family."
Scully was speechless. Mulder was grinning from ear to ear. As the door closed again, leaving them to themselves as they finally descended down to the basement, Scully put her head in her hands and sighed. "Mulder, do you think that she'll say anything? I know Agent Rausch will, but Agent Alba… we don't know her.. maybe she won't…"
Mulder's smiled faltered a little. "Is it really that bad Scully? ..people knowing?"
"God, no. Of course not, Mulder. It's just, I don't want them to risk splitting us up. Of they outwardly ask, I won't deny it. I won't deny us. But Mulder, the X-Files are your life. We can't let them shut us down.." She looked up at him, determined to make herself clear.
"Scully," Mulder sighed. "The X-Files aren't my life. You and Emily are my life. They're my hobby. Sure, I'd miss them if we got shut down. But that would be nothing compared to how I would feel without you."
Her eyes misted over slightly at his words. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay."
The elevator doors opened, revealing the deserted hallway of the basement. "So, how much paperwork do you think Skinner has for us to do today?" he joked lightly, trying to move the conversation onto a lighter subject.
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[Dana Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, Washington D.C
Wednesday, 6:30 PM]
"Hurry up and go change out of your suit, Mulder!" Scully scolded him as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder. "Mom is gonna be here any minute and I'm not even done with dinner yet!"
"Okay, okay, Scully. I'm going," He laughed, removing himself from her and letting her get back to cooking. Emily was sitting at the table drawing- she really loved to color and draw- when Mulder swung down and picked her like a sack of potatoes. She started giggling. "Daddy, put me dooowwwnnn!"
Both Mulder and Scully immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Emily. Mulder looked over at Scully with teary eyes and she smiled brightly back at him. He adjusted his hold on Emily and pulled her into a tight hug. The joy that radiated off of him made Scully want to cry. Her dream has come true. They were a family now. She walked over to the two of them and leaned up to kiss Mulder's lips softly and then kissed Emily's forehead.
After a few minutes of cuddling in the middle of the kitchen, Scully heard a knock at the front door. She pulled away from Mulder and Emily, smoothed down her shirt, took a deep breath, and started walking towards the door. Mulder quietly took Emily back to the bathroom and started running the water for her bath.
Scully opened the door to reveal a woman who looked a lot like an older version of herself. "Hi, Mom," she smiled.
Maggie walked inside and hugged her daughter. "Hello, honey. It's good to see you." Scully led her over to the couch to sit down. It was them that Maggie heard the running water coming from the back of the apartment. "Dana, who's here?"
"Um.. well, you see… I asked you to come over for dinner tonight because there have been a lot of changes to my life this week…"
"Dana, please tell me that you finally pulled your head out of your ass and realized that you love that boy!"
"Mom!" Scully wasn't sure whether or not she was more horrified at the phrase her devoutly Catholic mother just used or embarrassed that she knew that she was in love with Mulder. "My head was not in my ass, Mother…" she grumbled under her breath.
To Scully's dismay, Maggie heard her latter statement. "Oh, so you knew you loved him and then just lied about it all of these years then, huh?" She teased. "So… is that why you asked me to come over for dinner? To tell me you're together now?!" Maggie began to get giddy in anticipation of what her daughter was about to confirm.
Scully glanced around nervously. "Well… yeah… that's part of it.. but-"
"Part of it?" Maggie questioned. But then her face lit up and she started to get over-excited. "Oh, my Lord. Don't tell me. YOU GUYS ARE GETTING MARRIED AREN'T YOU? Wow, you guys really are making up for lost time now that you got everything straightened-"
"MOM!" She exclaimed. "Mulder and I are not getting married!"
Maggie regarded her with a blank expression. "Well, then what's the other part?" She knew better than to ask about children. Her daughter had told her years ago that she couldn't conceive.
"Mom, do you remember.. two Christmases ago.. when I found Emily…"
Maggie inhaled deeply and closed her eyes to block the tears that were threatening to fall. "You know I do. Why are you bringing this up?"
"Well, on Sunday night Mulder found a child, my child, and he brought her to me… I ran a full medical exam and a whole battery of tests on her… And she's real, Mom. She's real. She's mine. She's healthy. No one is going to take her away from me, not men, not God. I finally can have the family that I've always wanted.." Scully looked up at her mom who was now openly crying.
Maggie covered her mouth with one of her hands. "Are you sure?" She choked out, mixed emotions running through her. She was happy that her daughter had found what she's been deprived of but scared that it would be taken away from her again.
Scully smiled, "I'm sure, mom."
"Where is she? Can I meet her?"
The smile that had been gracing Scully's lips burst into a wide grin. "Yeah, you can meet her. Mulder should be almost done giving her a bath… I'll go check on them." She got up and hugged her mother. "Thank you for wanting to see her.. I wasn't really sure how you would react after last time." She chuckled lightly.
"If she's my granddaughter like you say she is, then I will love her no matter what." Maggie smiled tearfully. "Now go hurry them along! I want to meet your little family."
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Scully came out of the bathroom five minutes later with a smile still her face. Maggie spotted Mulder walking behind her with a small child in his arms. Scully turned around and grabbed ahold of Emily. Maggie got up and took a step closer towards her daughter. Scully turned back around to face her mother. "Mom, this is Emmelia, but we call her Em, for short."
Maggie looked at her granddaughter with a great curiosity. She looked to be about 2 or 3 and looked a lot like how Melissa had when she was young. But there were a few differences. Her hair was lighter and redder, she had her Dana's eye shape.. but with brown eyes... she had a roman nose (just like her mother did), and had two full, rose-bud colored lips. The top one she could easily identify as coming from Dana, but the bottom one was shaped differently. Then it hit her. She glanced up quickly and sure enough there it was: the same larger bottom lip was portrayed on Mulder's face, only a few scales bigger than that of Emily's. Maggie gasped but held her composure together momentarily so she could bond with her granddaughter. "Hi, Em." She smiled shakily.
Scully looked at her daughter and expanded on the situation. "Em, this is my mom, Maggie. She's your grandma. And she loves you a lot. She wanted to meet you and spend time with you." Then, Scully looked over at her mom. "Don't be discouraged if she doesn't warm up to you right away. She's been really, really shy about meeting new people."
Emily… or actually Emmelia, now… had other plans than what Scully had mentioned. She wiggled her bottom and requested down. Then, she slowly approached Maggie and held her arms up to be held. Maggie picked her up and hugged her, reveling in the fact that she now had another grandchild to watch grow up.
