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"I have known since my car crash a few weeks ago when I was in hospital, they told me before any one else arrived and I told Scully when we arranged for me to fake my death, but I never got the chance to tell you John-"

"Monica, you're rambling, spit it out already!" John said excited, but impatient.

"I'm pregnant John," Monica said in a rush, and John's eyes went so wide Monica thought that they would pop out of his head.

"You're- you're going to have a baby?" John asked star struck.

Monica laughed and answered, "You're a genius John, like I haven't figured that out already! Yes, we are having a baby," Monica said, and she couldn't keep the smile from her face.

John almost leapt at her, his lips crashing down on hers releasing the pent up tension of the last few weeks. Monica moaned and relaxed into John's arms as his hands travelled up her back, and her left hand ran along his chest. For Monica, she hadn't been this close to John since she was in hospital after her car crash, so it felt good to finally be able to kiss him. Monica excitedly ran her tongue against John's lips, and he eagerly accepted her, delighted to be with her again.

Mrs. Scully appeared in the room, waving her hands at the kissing couple, "Alright, alright, cool down you two, it's like a sauner in here now," She joked, and Scully tried to hide her smile, but couldn't.

Monica and John were startled by the older woman, but broke apart looking a little sheepish for having been caught, but Mrs. Scully didn't seem bothered at all.

"I had four children, so I am used to walking into room and creating an awkward moment, doesn't bother me in the least anymore… but try to keep it clean, this is my house, not your bedroom, just remember that and we will be all fine," Mrs. Scully said, smiling as she sat down on a chair, and Monica and John sat on the couch, their fingers entwined with each others, and Scully sat down on a chair opposite them all.

Monica and John had to smile at the woman's humour.

"Well, I believe congratulations are in order," Mrs. Scully continued, looking at Monica. "That would explain why you were feeling sick these last few days, would have been nice if you could have told me!" Mrs. Scully scolded gently.

"Sc- ah, I mean Dana, was the only one who knew… and only the two of you knew I was alive," Monica looked at John, "I'm sorry," She whispered and John pulled her closer to him, hugging her tightly, but avoiding her sore shoulder.

"It's okay Monica, I'm here now, we're together again and we're starting a family," He whispered in her ear, and then let go.

"Oh, Agent Doggett-" Scully started

"We're off the job, you can call me John," John said smiling lightly.

"Okay, John, earlier today you asked me why I was seen poking around the lab?"

"Yes?" John questioned where this was going.

"I asked Dana to do something for me," Monica interrupted.

"Yes, Monica asked me to bring her the engagement ring that you gave her, I couldn't tell anyone that I was taking it because then people would question why I needed it, and that would have put your life at risk." Scully said to John.

"My life? How would it have put my life in danger?"

"Because John, Follmer threatened to have you killed if I tried to escape from him or if I didn't do as he wanted… I figured that if everyone believed me to be dead… then you would be safe, and you wouldn't have Follmer out to kill you because it wouldn't give him what he wanted…" Monica stopped, seeing that she was only confusing John, so she started again, "When Follmer abducted me, he threatened me. After my first escape attempt he said that if I tried to escape again, or if I did anything that he didn't like, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you. I took that threat very seriously and I figured that if I was dead, then Follmer would have no reason to kill you, because his only reason for killing you would be so that he could have me… for what ever reason Follmer believed that if you were to die, that I would go to him to seek comfort…" Monica said.

"You faked your own death, not to save your own life, but to save mine? That has got to be the sweetest thing some one has ever done for me," John said, gently kissing her cheek, and Monica smiled.

"Oh, and we wern't the only ones who knew you were alive Monica, William knew as well," Scully said, and then looked at John, "That's why I had to rush him out of the room the other day, because I knew he was about to tell you!" Scully said and it finally dawned on John.

"Oh... you mean when he said 'no, but you said-' and you cut him off? I didn't even think that he was going to say something like that, I just thought that his young mind couldn't understand it," John said.

"Funny, how everything almost got blown by a four year old?" Monica joked and every one laughed.

Everyone calmed down and was silent for a moment.

"Well, you two probably want to go home and catch up on the weeks events," Mrs. Scully said, and Monica and John looked at each other and nodded.

"I think we'd like that," Monica said, still looking at John.

Everyone stood up and they headed for the front door.

XXXXX

Scully pulled up into Monica and John's driveway and the couple got out. Monica turned to Scully and spoke, "Dana, I… Thank you," She said sincerely.

"Its not a problem Monica, we take care of our own… at least we do on the X Files, I'm not sure that I can say the same thing for the rest of the FBI… but we will always be there for you, just like you two have always been there for us," Scully said and the two women smiled at each other.

"I suppose that you had better get back to Mulder and William," Monica said, and Scully nodded.

"Call us when ever," Scully said, and pulled out, leaving Monica and John to walk inside.

John opened the door and Monica entered and he locked the door behind them, leaving the lights off. Monica gasped when two arms snaked around her waist, turning her around, but Monica soon found her self moaning as John tenderly kissed her soft lips, holding her close to him. John turned her moan into a gasp as he swung her up into his arms, Monica put her left arm around his neck and leaned into him, kissing along his neck as he carried her upstairs.

John carefully placed her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed and he brought her face to his, and their lips met once more, happily re-acquainting themselves with each other again, as their lips met over and over again, their hands met and their fingers interlaced. John moved to sit next to her, never breaking contact with her lips, or her hands until he let one hand slid down to her stomach, where there unborn child lay, then did he break the contact and stare at her.

"You're so beautiful Monica," he whispered and keeping his left hand on her stomach he used his right to gently move a strand of hair from the corner of her mouth, and put it behind her ear. "Have I told you that I love you recently?" John asked quietly, and Monica didn't reply, but tilted her head to the side a little bit, waiting for him to continue. "I can not quantify how much I love you, because it knows no bounds. I can't describe to you the feeling that came over me when your heart monitor made its continuous beep that signified the stopping of your heart. I can't put into words what I felt these last few weeks, during your abduction, when you called me, when you showed up at my door, when you 'died', when I found out that I shot you… But its times like that when I really miss you, and get a feel of just how much it is that you mean to me, and I really don't know what I would do with out you. When I thought you were dead I couldn't come back here, it was too painful because everywhere I looked, I was seeing you, I saw you in everything that I did, everywhere I went… you mean more to me than life its self, I hope you know that?"

John finally looked into Monica's eyes again and he saw that she was crying, he gently whipped the tears away as he gently kissed her lips and then her cheek, revelling in the feel of her smooth skin.

"John… I don't know what to say… I am at a loss for words… but I hope that you know that I feel the same way about you, I would do anything for you, and anything to protect you, I know you're very protective of me, and that makes it hard for me, but I protect you where I can, and this has been really hard for me, because I knew what you where feeling, I could sense the pain you felt because I felt it too. All those sleepless nights, and the dreams, the longing that you had to have me back… I never wanted any of this to happen, but know that even though what I did may be wrong, know that I did it for you, know that I tried to protect you. I knew that Follmer wanted to kill you, and I tried to do something about it… but I'm sorry that I hurt you" Monica's voice wavered, and she looked down.

The moon shone through the curtains enough for John to make out enough of Monica's features to see that her head was down, and he saw her shoulders shake. John pulled Monica close to him, loving the feel of her in his arms, he unconsciously rubbed circles on her back whispering 'shh' gently in her ear as her heard her cries.

"It's okay Monica, you did what you had to do to survive, and to protect me, I know you tried your hardest, but none of that matters now… what does matter is that we are together, and we're still standing strong. We live together, and we fight together, now I don't mean a fight as in an argument, I mean we fight together in the sense that we stand side by side, even if not physically, then emotionally or mentally, for example this week when Follmer abducted you, we fought side by side to reach the common goal, which was to get back to each other alive and together we reached that. And that is all that matters, through this we have only grown stronger together… I love you Monica, never, ever forget that," John finished, rocking Monica back and forth comfortingly.

"I could never forget John; I could never forget you, or how much you love me, or how much I love you. Nothing will ever stand between me and you… John, when Follmer forced me to call you and tell you that… that I didn't want to be with you… I hoped that you would be able to tell by the sound of my voice that I didn't mean it… but I wasn't sure if I had made it clear, and I just hoped that you could forgive me,"

John was silent for a moment before speaking"Semper fi Monica," he said and Monica looked at him inquiringly. "As I'm sure you know it's the Marines motto, its Latin for 'Always Faithful' I think that says more then I could ever say. I couldn't figure out that you didn't really meant by it because my judgement was clouded by how much I love you, and you managed to keep your tone fairly distant so I didn't really know what to make of it, but Monica, that's not what I'm trying say, what I am trying to say that I know you will always be faithful to me, and I don't mean that so much in the physical way, I mean I know through everything that we go through in life that you will always remain faithful to me in everyway no matter what our jobs or lives throw at us, and I know that you know that I will always be faithful to you in every possible way, through every single second of every single day that I am alive… and every day that I am dead too," John added joking, bringing a smile to Monica's face.

"Te amo John," Monica said, hugging him and wishing that she could put both of her arms around him but making do with one as John freely put both his arms around her, making her feel like he was all around her.

"I missed this so much," Monica whispered, "Being in your arms and the feeling of you surrounding me, waking up to you breathing on my neck, your arms around my waist, our hands on top of each other or our fingers entwined together, our legs entangled… and all of this done with out a conscience decision or effort, done as we sleep but showing in these little ways that affection and love that we have for each other… I have missed that; I missed waking up to you holding me…" Monica said softly resting her head against his chest, content on listening to his heart beat.

Monica moved her arm from around him, so that she could put her hand on his chest, and she could feel his heart beating through her fingers. Monica suddenly understood why love hearts were drawn red; it was like John's heart was beating for her touch, like it was beating for Monica, and like their hearts where beating as one, as if showing that there love was deeper than could be explained and shown by using the same colour as blood, as if demonstrating that there love ran right through them, through their veins…

"Words alone can not describe to you what I feel for you, because words are over used and have lost the meaning that they used to hold," Monica said as John rested his chin on top of her head, rocking them back and forth gently.

"Are you tired?" John asked, and her felt Monica nod against his chest. They stood up, and John helped Monica to change out of her clothes, and he stopped when he had got her shirt off, and he could see the many bruises and cuts that her body bared. But what really caught his attention was the amount of red on the bandages covering her shoulder.

"Monica…" He whispered, moving forward and very gently touching the bandages, "May I?" He asked, and gestured to her shoulder.

"Sure…"

John very gently and slowly pulled the bandage away from her skin, and he watched her reaction to see if he was hurting her. When he saw the wound the bullets path had left he gasped in horror, knowing that he had caused it.

"Oh Monica…" He whispered as his eyes took in the nine mm gap in the top of her shoulder and the big black scab that covered it all. "Oh my god…is it alright? It looks infected," He asked, looking back at her for the first time since seeing what damage he had caused to her body.

"Yeah, it is, but its okay, they gave me antibiotics, so it should be fine…"

"Does it hurt?" He asked all of a sudden.

"Um… yes, a lot…" Monica saw the hurt look on his face as he thought about the amount of pain he had caused her, "It burns, throbs, and stings... But only when I try to move it… some times there is this phantom pain, a throbbing, but as long as I don't touch it, bump it, or move my shoulder, it's fine," Monica tried to reassure him, and it did a little bit.

John replaced the bandage and helped her change into something more comfortable for sleeping in and they climbed into bed together. Monica shuffling closer to John and he put is arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest and tucking her head under his chin, and they fell asleep like that.

XXXX

John woke up later in the night and started to panic when he opened his eyes and found the spot next to him empty. He looked around and panicked, but he calmed down as he spotted Monica standing at the window, looking out of it and out into the street. Quietly John got out of bed and walked around behind Monica, and she gasped as he wrapped his arms around her middle, but she relaxed into him as she realised John was behind her.

"What a' ya thinking about?" John asked, resting his chin on her left shoulder.

"This week, this year, you, Follmer, our child, Mulder, William and Scully… everything that's happened, both the good and the bad," Monica said, still looking out onto the empty street and John studied her face in the pale moonlight. Her brown hair looked almost black, contrasting with her cheeks that seemed paler, her lips seemed a little pinker and her eyes seemed to light up.

"Wanna share?"

Monica was quiet for a moment and then whispered, "Semper fi," looking over her shoulder and into his eyes before turning around and gently engaging him in a love filled kiss.

Well guys, that's all from me for now... Until I start my next story!

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