Taking a little break from the actual storyline... until the end. Because William needs to get his first Christmas Tree and decorate it. Christmas Tree
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"Mommy, daddy, wake up!" William said, shaking his mother awake.
"What is it, honey?" Scully asked, sitting up in a hurry. It was just beginning to get light in the room. It was probably around 7. He crawled up onto the bed.
"Are we getting our tree now?" Scully fell back down onto her pillow, and Mulder busted out laughing at how exhausted his wife was. William looked confused.
"You are excited for that tree, huh sweet heart?" William nodded energetically, despite the early hour.
"I never had one before," William admitted, hanging his head low. Mulder sat up and frowned at his son.
"No tree?" William shook his head sadly. Mulder had to pull his son into his lap. He pressed a kiss to his forehead. Scully grabbed her son's hand and gave it a tight squeeze.
"You really want to get it now?" William nodded slowly, and pressed his cheek against his father's collarbone, hugging him. "Okay... let me and Daddy get ready. You get ready too. I'll make breakfast, and we'll leave in about 2 hours... or however long. Okay?" William smiled Scully's favorite smile. Scully took that as a yes and kissed his cheek. He jumped off the bed and ran back into his room to get ready.
Just as Scully heard William's door shut, the next thing she knew Mulder was pressing his lips to hers in a deep kiss. It was going to be a splendid morning. She let his moist lips press against hers for a moment before sliding her tongue over his lower lip for entrance. When their lips parted their tongues battled, and Scully's hands tangled up in his hair.
In a matter of time Scully was downstairs in a green turtle neck sweater and jeans, and Mulder was beside her on the couch clad in a sweater that was just a shade darker than the green she wore, and black jeans. They waited for William to finish up his breakfast in the kitchen.
"I'm done!" William triumphantly announced from behind his parents.
"Did you rinse off your plate and your glass?" William nodded, pointing to the sink. "You're such a good boy," Scully complimented with a smile. "The best boy."
"What about Daddy, Mommy?" William asked as Scully went to the door to pull on her black Ugg boots that waited for her by the vent blowing warm air.
"Daddy's a man," She laughed as her warm boots slid onto her feet. Mulder did the same as she did with his black boots, but he unfortunately didn't have the luxury of Ugg Australia. Scully pulled on her black wool pea coat, tying the best around her waist, and waiting for her sons next question.
"When do I become a man?" He asked innocently, appearing very adorable in his red sweater, now covered by a puffy black jacket, a hat, gloves, blue jeans, and black boots. Scully smiled at her son, and then looked to Mulder for help.
"Well, Will... right now you're just a boy, but you're becoming closer to becoming a man every day," Mulder answered as if it was simple, or at least in his fatherly instincts to answer this type of question. Mulder opened the front door and William ran out into the winter wonder land of snow. The sun had just rose completely and it reflected sparkles off of the glistening snow into every which direction. William jumped around as it fell around him. Scully giggled watching her son, but Mulder was waiting for the next question.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's the little things. Like... whenever you first learned to tie your shoes... getting good grades in school."
"Your first crush," Scully added with a smile as she put William in his car seat. William sighed out loud in a frustrated manner. Scully and Mulder were never going to let it go, and William was never going to quit denying it.
They drove for a while, and William continued with his questions until they arrived at the small tree farm. William, for once, didn't want to be held. He instead, ran ahead, dancing in the snow.
"Don't run to far ahead, sweet heart," Scully called after her son. Mulder grabbed her hand, and his was surprisingly warm against her cold skin. The parking lot wasn't that full, and there weren't that many people around that early, so there was no problem with him running a little ahead.
The image was perfect. People were staring at the small family of three, admiring the simplicity. Mulder held Scully's waist as they walked in the chilly weather, keeping an eye on their son. Scully looped her arm through Mulder's and kept her hand in her pocket. They talked mostly about his Christmas presents and how eventful their Christmas would be with the whole Scully clan coming over right after church. William skipped ahead jumping and kicking in the snow until he found the perfect tree. It was a Douglass Fir dusted in white snow.
"I want this one!"
"Are you sure Willie?" Mulder asked with a smirk, which told Scully he was up to something.
"Yes, Daddy."
"Well, are you going to be able to cut it down?"
William looked down to his feet, now disappointed. He had the biggest frown on his face as he mumbled, "No."
Scully smiled and playfully hit Mulder square in the chest. "Mulder," She scolded with a giggle. William looked up.
"I'm only kidding buddy. I'm gonna cut it down. You're gonna help me though, right?" William eagerly nodded his head.
In no time their tree was cut down and Mulder was dragging it all by himself to the place where they would wrap it up in the netting. William had suddenly grown tired and he was now resting his head on Scully's shoulder as she carried him.
Once they had gotten home, William was fast asleep in his car seat. Scully carried him upstairs to his bed and had redressed him in a comfortable pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. She laid him down to bed and then went to help Mulder carry in the tree, which was already half way in the door.
"Mulder, I told you I would help you get it," Scully said as she rushed to helping him. Their tree wasn't going far. It was going to be in the front room adjacent to the fire place where their stockings hung.
"It's fine." He reassured her from on the other side of the tree. He grunted in frustration from carrying the tree, "Leave it to our son to pick the heaviest tree." He heaved.
When their tree was finally sitting upright in the stand Mulder and Scully both took a step back to admire it. Even without the lights, ribbons, and ornaments, the tree was a beauty. The aroma of pine needles filled the house, truly making it seem like Christmas.
Scully hung up hers and Mulder's jackets in the hall closet. She shivered. It was pretty cold in the house.
"The heater should be kicking on soon," She called out to Mulder who was now getting them both hot chocolate in the kitchen. The microwave beeped letting him know that their warm drinks were finished.
"I'll get a blanket," Mulder said once he sat the two Christmas mugs down on the glass table behind the couch. Scully grabbed her mug and curled up on the couch, awaiting Mulder to return. In a matter of seconds he came back with a magenta, forest green, and yellow, flannel blanket in his arms. He dropped it around Scully and then crawled on the couch next to her. She cuddled into his side, refusing to let go of her warm cup.
About 2 hours later, William had come downstairs and was all excited about decorating his first Christmas tree.
William impatiently bounced around wow Scully dressed the tree with pretty colorful lights and big fancy ribbons. But soon William was able to help put the icicles on, and then cover the tree in Christmas ornaments.
But while William was decorating the tree and while the Christmas music blared from the stereo, there was a knock at the door. Scully jogged over to open it.
"May I help you?" Scully asked the short woman, shorter than her, who stood outside in the cold blizzard weather. She had short, just above the shoulder length, mousy brown hair. She had on a plaid pencil skirt, matching jacket, a black scarf, and Sarah Palin style eye glasses at the bridge of her nose. In her right hand she carried a black briefcase.
"Mrs. Mulder, my name is Janine Hart. I'm your court appointed social worker."
"Yes, of course, please come in." Scully walked over to the stereo to turn the music down a lot lower. "I'm sorry; we're in the middle of decorating." Janine looked over to see William and Mulder playing around the tree, laughing as they hung up ornaments. She smiled, and that was definitely a good sign.
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-A.