The next day when both Mulder and Scully reported to work it was different. They had been shut out of the basement office. Mulder reported to doing surveillance in bank fraud while Scully was sent to the morgue at Quantico, teaching how to do proper autopsies.
Scully and Mulder hated their division. Mulder hated being stuck behind a desk and Scully didn't want to go back to teaching. Deep down, Mulder was slightly grateful that Scully had been moved out of harms way. She was showing now and unable to cover it up. When Scully would come back to the Hoover building, rumors would go flying around about the "Ice Queen" and who the father of the baby was. Both Scully and Mulder were very careful about how they appeared to everyone while at work. They both hoped that if the x-files reopened, they could be partnered up again, therefore keeping their private relationship out of the building was in order. The only one who knew about Mulder and Scully was Skinner. Skinner had slowly become a figure that both agents could turn to and trust.
Mulder visited her every chance he got, but his new assignment had him moving from place to place. The first stop whenever back in DC was Scully's. He felt terrible. He hated leaving Scully doing everything by herself but he had to keep working and working on getting the x-files reopened.
His work took him to a strange homicide in a small town. Out of Mulder's "love" of Scully, he sent all the bodies back to Scully for autopsy at Quantico. What eventually got the x-files reopened were illegal experimental pesticides spraying over the town heightening fear with subliminal messages with machines telling victims how to end their phobias.
Not long after the x-files reopening Emily turned five. The apartment was a ruckus. Children everywhere, Scully's brother Bill and his wife had even managed to come in. Charlie managed to get some leave as well and be there. Twenty little kids were running around the apartment playing cowboys and Indians as the older ones, Emily's cousins, had started it. It was barely one pm and Scully was already drained. Scully was in the kitchen trying to get dirty dishes up talking with Mulder, who was leaning against the counter when Bill walked in. Bill had heard plenty of Mulder and had never liked him. He surveyed him up and down. Scully turned around and looked at her eldest brother. "Hi Bill." A crash came from out in the living room followed by tears which sounded like Emily. Scully scurried out of the kitchen to see what had happened.
Bill stomped up to Mulder, sizing him up. Mulder stood his ground, staying just as he had been found when Bill walked into the kitchen. "What are you intensions with Dana?" Bill had always been painfully protective of Dana and now that their father wasn't in the picture, he was determined to keep Scully law. Mulder stared at him.
"Does it really matter what they are to you?" Mulder knew he probably just should have answered the question, but he couldn't help baiting Bill. It was too easy. Bill gritted his teeth. "Think maybe you should move to house?" Bill asked as he heard yet another crash. Scully came back into the kitchen hand on the small of her back. "I give up," she sighed. "Too many kids in a small place makes for bad ideas." She took in her brother and Mulder. Bill looked ready to punch Mulder. Obviously she had missed something. "Um…What's going on?" Bill stared at his baby sister. "Nothing," he responded stomping out of the kitchen. Mulder just shrugged his shoulders.
By 8:00pm, Scully had the apartment back in order as well as given numerous band-aids to Emily. She didn't have any scratches on her but Emily was going through a put a band-aid on it and its all better phase. Mulder was in the kitchen finishing the dishes for Scully so that she could finally sit down and rest. Her family hadn't been great that day. Scully had been on edge since Bill stormed out of the kitchen that he was going to try to start a fight and that Charlie, to mimic his brother would be dumb enough to join. Mrs. Scully was trying to get the sex of the baby out of Scully, which she didn't know, in order to get the nursery under way. Melissa just sat there being flaky as always. She looked ready to crack by mid afternoon. Mulder came out from the kitchen and sat next to Scully, placing a kiss on her lips, then moving her hand and placing one on her protruding stomach, which was a basketball that was slightly deflated. If you put a baggy enough shirt on Scully, it was hard to tell, but Mulder preferred her in her tighter ones, showing that small basketball off.
Something Bill had said to Mulder had stuck. This place was pretty small. Not small in a bad way, cozy and quant, but only two bedrooms and two bathrooms, one set being the masters. "Ya know, Bill did ask why we don't get a house." He said causally to Scully." Oh lord. That's Bill's way of trying to insult you. He may be the eldest but he has issues with coming up with a decent come back. He's such an ass." Scully was off on a tangent. He'd been thinking about that lately as well. He wanted to sell his own place and be with Scully and Emily full time. Scully shrugged her shoulders at him. "Guess lack of time. I don't know."
"How would you feel about that? Us moving in together, not necessarily a house outside the skirts of DC but maybe a townhouse here. More room for the kids." Scully couldn't believe what Mulder was saying. He had always kept his place and she had viewed it as somewhere he could go when Emily and her got to be too much for him. She guessed she'd had that wrong. "I guess we could look." She said struggling to get up to go to bed. Mulder helped to lift her and went with her.
Scully lead him into the bedroom and shut the door, locking it behind her. Her second trimester had left her feeling less nausea but her hormones were doing things they hadn't done with Emily. She felt like she could never seem to get enough of Mulder. She turned and kissed him, moaning at the contact. Mulder wrapped his arms around Scully. Their kissing became more frantic and Mulder moved them towards the bed. He began sucking at the groove of Scully's shoulder eliciting a moan from Scully. Her breathing was picking up.
Scully pulled back from Mulder and shoved him down towards the bed. Scully pulled Mulder's v-neck sweater over his head, then proceeded to make work of the buttons on his button down. Mulder grabbed hold of Scully's hips, lifting her shirt up and kissing the newly exposed skin. He managed to make quick work of Scully's leggings and panties before lying her down on the bed. He shucked himself out of his jeans before trailing kisses down her body. He parted her legs with his hand and maneuvered himself between her. He dropped his head down into her curls and began kissing. His tongue slipped out and tasted her. Scully moaned, arching her hips. Mulder continued sucking and licking at her, adding fingers to her. Scully's breath was becoming ragged. Scully leaned up on her elbows to watch Mulder, thoroughly turned on. He glanced his eyes up at her hitting home. Scully threw her head back and arched, bucking her hips into Mulder's face.
Mulder brought himself next to her as she came back down from her high. He had not been inside her since she had told him she was pregnant, but still loved to give her pleasure. He felt Scully take his hand that he had used to pump her, up to her lips and began licking his fingers clean. Mulder's already stiff cock, tried to go even more stiff if it was possible. His breath hitched in his throat. Scully pulled at the waist band of his boxers. Mulder lifted his hips up and Scully slid his boxers down while Mulder finished kicking them off. Mulder had moved to kissing Scully, his free hand around her neck.
Suddenly Scully rolled herself and settled herself on top of Mulder. Mulder's dick could feel her. God how he wanted her. "Scully" He moaned. Scully whispered in his ear. "Please Mulder." Mulder lost it. He lifted Scully's hips up and helped guide himself into her. He groaned at the contact and warmth around him. "Oh god." He breathed out. Scully was already bouncing herself on top of him. "Mulder," she whispered out, head thrown back. Her skin was flushed and as Mulder grabbed onto her hips to help speed her up and keep the rhythm. She was close. Mulder knew by the way she was clutching at his chest and panting, praising god. He felt her body tighten around him and he pumped furiously into her for a few more moments before cumming himself. It seemed to take him hours to come down from his orgasm since it had been so long. Scully had pulled herself off him and had drifted off. Mulder put his hand over her stomach. "Sorry if you saw something kiddo." He addressed her stomach. "But your mom. Jesus kid, your mom."