A/N: Sorry for such a long time between updates. The epilogue will be along within the next week or so

[Mulder Residence

McLean, Virginia

Thursday, 11:00 PM]

It had been an incredibly long four hours for Mulder and Scully. Between playing hostess, keeping track of two toddlers, and fielding a slew of personal questions about their relationship, life, and kids… Long story short, they were exhausted. For the past four hours inquisitive and sometimes somewhat rude questions such as 'Em how long have you been together?, Are they actually your kids?, How is this all legal?, How long have you had them? Why haven't you told us that you were pregnant? How far along are you? Why weren't we invited to the wedding? Why haven't we heard anything about any of this if it's been going on for seven months?' The questioning seemed to be endless. But, on the bright side, Bill was behaving miraculously. Almost good enough for Scully to want to go ask her mom and Tara about what they said to him. He was actually being nice and respectful to Mulder and about their relationship.

By the time Mulder and Scully were able to crawl into bed, it was already nearing midnight. They were both completely exhausted.

Scully hummed under her breath as her head hit her fluffy pillow and Mulder gathered her into his arms. Leaning up slightly, she kissed his chin. "I'd be all for having 'The Sex' If I weren't so tired and pregnant," she mumbles against the skin of his collarbone.

"It's okay. I'm tired, too. We'll have plenty of time for 'The Sex' after the triplets turn… oh, eighteen or so." Mulder mused."Plus, we have like twenty members of your family sleeping in various places around the house, Scully."

Growing serious, Scully ran her fingers through his sparse chest hair. "Even if we literally have to take off of work or call in sick and send our kids to my mother for the afternoon, we will make time for us, Mulder."

"You're right. You're right. Setting aside time for just us two. Who knows? Maybe with enough alone time, we can add another little uber baby to the bunch."

Scully groaned. "Ugh, no. Don't talk to me about this. Not while I have three of those uber babies kicking around in me and wreaking havoc." She inhaled deeply, settling herself against his chest so she could drift off to sleep. "Talk to me about it again after they can walk or something."

"I was kind of half joking, but it's good to know what you're thinking... waiting until the kids are a little older would probably be best. And you know that I will remind you."

She smirked. "I know you will."

[Maggie Scully Residence

Bethesda, Maryland

Friday, 2:00 PM]

This morning had been amazing. Mulder, Scully, the kids, and Scully's family (the ones who were staying at their house with them) all got up early in order to make a big pancake and scrambled egg breakfast. Of course, this came after all of the kids opened their presents. Jacob and Em had been so excited for their first Christmas and nothing could have made their day brighter. The same went for Mulder and Scully.

By the time two o'clock rolled around, everyone found themselves at Maggie's for Christmas Day dinner. The kids were behaving wonderfully. Em was running around and playing with all of her cousins. Jacob had long since attached himself to Scully's practically non-existent lap; he was exhausted from all of the people and the wild children. Scully had expected it. He didn't get his nap in today, or yesterday for that matter. "Shh, baby." Scully cooed to him, brushing her fingers through his wavy brown hair, trying to coax him into a nap, despite the raucous that was happening around them. "Shhh, it's okay." She kissed his forehead.

"Dana?"

Scully looked up from her spot on the couch to see her Aunt Olive standing bewildered on the other side of the living room. Olive began pushing her way through the throng of family members that stood between her and her favorite niece as soon as Scully made eye contact with her.

"Dana?"

"Hi, Aunt Olive." Scully smiled sheepishly. Olive was by far, her favorite aunt from her childhood. She was the youngest of her mom's sisters and consequently had been the most fun to be around. Olive hadn't been able to fly in until this morning, due to bad weather in the town she lived in, in Ireland. She knew nothing about the changes in Scully's life. Actually, now that she was thinking about it, she didn't think that she's been able to see her aunt since Missy's funeral.

"Dana. You're pregnant!" Olive stated the obvious, fleetingly drawing the attention of some of the people that were standing nearby. "Why didn't anyone tell me?" she asked in her heavy Irish drawl.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Olive. It's been pretty hectic lately." Scully apologized, parting the seat next to her and scooting down so that her aunt could sit by her.

Her movement caused Jacob to stir out of his light sleep. Picking up his head, Jacob swirled around in observation, his gaze finally coming to rest on the person sitting next to them. He shyly put his head down, never losing sight of Olive, and began to suck his thumb.

Olive gestured towards the boy. "Who's this?"

"Aunt Olive, this is my son, Jacob."

"Son?!" Olive exclaimed, making Jacob jump slightly. "Since wh- how?- when?"

"It's a long story actually. You might want to circulate and say hi to mom before I delve into that."

"No way, Jose. Long or not, I want to hear this. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me everything."

Scully raised her eyebrow subconsciously.

"Don't you raise that eyebrow at me, young lady" Olive chastised her as if she were five, again.

"Did I?"

"You did."

"Sorry, habit."

"Okay, first things first... How many months along are you?"

"Seven nearing on eight, now."

"Who's the baby daddy?"

Scully chuckled. "Aunt Olive, there is no baby daddy."

"I don't understand." Olive furrowed her brow.

"Well, I mean… there is-"

"Ahah!"

"Sh, let me finish!"

"Sorry, continue." Olive raised up her hands in submission.

"As I was saying," Scully began again. "There is a baby daddy- as you so eloquently put it- just not in the sense that you're applying." Scully brought her left hand into view in order to finish answering Olive's question.

"You got married?!" Olive screeched. "Since when?!"

Jacob jumped again at Olive's tone but didn't seem to fuss about it.

"Six months ago," Scully replied lightly.

"So, you had a shotgun wedding?" Olive couldn't help but jump to conclusions.

"No," Scully laughed. "No, we didn't find out about the pregnancy until after he asked me to marry him."

"So, they're his then still, right?"

"Of course, they're his. Who do you take me for?"

"I want to meet him. Is he here?"

"He's floatin' around somewhere. I'll let you know when I see him."

"Next question: How old is Jacob?"

"He's two." Olive seemed to be taking everything in stride, Scully thought.

"And he's your husband's kid? from a previous relationship?"

"Nope, he's ours. Ours as in mine and his." Scully enunciated the word 'mine' with extra emphasis.

"He's yours…" Olive spits out slowly, trying to comprehend the situation.

"Yep, he is biologically your great-nephew. Along with-" Scully was cut off from her sentence as Em entered the room and barreled for her.

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" Em patted her hands excitedly on Scully's knees.

"What, baby?" Scully didn't dare chance a glance over at her Aunt, she knew that she was probably completely confused and shocked by everything.

"Daddy says I can't go swimming because it's cold! Is it too cold?"

Scully giggled under her breath at her daughter's innocent question. "Yes, baby. It's too cold to go swimming. It's winter, now. And there's snow outside. But I promise you can take a bath in some hot water when we get home tonight, okay?"

"Otay!" Em jumped up in excitement, running back off over to where Peter and Bella were waiting for her.

"Dana?" Olive called her attention back away from her daughter's small form.

"That's what I was getting to…" Scully scratched the top of her head. "That was our daughter, your great-niece. Her name is Emmelia; she's four. And before you ask, yes, she's both mine and Mulder's, too."

"So, let me get this straight. You have a husband, a son, a daughter, and an unborn baby… and no one thought to call and tell me?"

"Oh, no. It wasn't like that at all, Aunt Olive… we just wanted to surprise everyone in person.. and that meant waiting until Christmas." Scully reached out to grip Olive's hand. "And actually, it's not just one unborn baby…"

"Twins?" Olive asks hopefully. The news may have come as a shock to her, but knowing that they didn't exclude her on purpose helped to quell her surprise somewhat. Overall, she was very happy for Dana. She'd always seemed unhappy with the life she was leading before. And Lord knows, she has been through so many things that no person should ever have to live through.

"No, triplets." Scully's grin broadened.

"Triplets?!" Olive raised her hands to cover her mouth. "Oh, my." As the tears began to for her eyes, "I have five new great nieces and nephews!" She reached a hand out to Scully's stomach, hoping to feel a kick.

"Yep," Scully confirmed. "You're going to have two new nephews and three nieces, Aunt- Oh." Scully felt a weird flutter in her lower abdomen. Not like how it felt when the babies were kicking, but more like a tingling that was bordering on painful. "Hey, uh, let's go see if we can find Mulder, huh?" Scully wanted to be near him in case anything happened. She hoped to God that the babies were all right.

Olive got up willingly, wanting to see her niece's man.

"Can you hold the baby please, so I can get up?"

"Of course." Olive grabbed should of Jacob, who went willingly into his great aunt's arms. "Well, hello there Mr. Jacob," she greeted him.

As Scully as getting up, the pain and discomfort that she was feeling doubled in intensity. She couldn't find him anywhere. The pain faded out for the moment. Now, all she needed was to go pee. She was actually surprised that she'd made it this long without needing to go. It felt as if she had to go every five minutes as of late.

She turned to her aunt, "Hey, Aunt Olive… I don't see him just this second, and now I really need to use the restroom. Are you okay to hold him while I go?"

"We'll be fine, Dana," Olive assured her.

Scully wandered down the first-floor hallway, only to find the bathroom door closed. "Hello?" She knocked on the door.

"Scully?" It was Mulder.

"Mulder, I really have to pee." She pleaded from the other side of the door, placing a hand under the bottom of her stomach for stabilization.

The door swung open for her, revealing Mulder inside washing his hands. Scully went in and did her business. Mulder stood leaned up against the door, waiting for her to finish.

"How are you feeling?" Mulder held his hands out to help her up.

"Well, I had this weird pain…" she trailed off, glancing down at her stomach.

"Pain?" Mulder was immediately on high alert. "What kind of pain Where?-"

"Uhh, Mulder," Scully looked up sheepishly.

"What? What? What is it?" He was beginning to get frantic.

"My uh, I think, my uh, water just broke…"

"What?" Mulder practically screeched.

"My thighs feel wet.," Scully said slowly, trying to comprehend everything.

Mulder looked down, and sure enough, there was liquid on the floor.

"Okay, okay. We can do this. We can do this."

"We?" Scully raised her eyebrow at him.

Mulder ignored her comment. "You stay right there. I'm going to go get some towels."

"Don't use the good ones!" She yelled after him.

He came back a minute or so later and cleaned her up. He was on the verge of cleaning up the floor, too, when Scully grunted above him. He shot up like a rocket, grabbing hold of her hips, to make sure she didn't fall. "You okay?"

She didn't answer.

He was starting to get worried

After about ten seconds, she finally released a deep breath. "Mulder, we need to go to the hospital," She said evenly, carefully.

"Was that a-"

"A contraction? I think so."

Mulder began to stutter. "Wha- What should we do?" All of the stuff that they needed was at home, by something told him they wouldn't have time to go and get them.

"Um…." Scully hummed through a wave of pain. "I'm going to walk to the car. Can I have your keys? And uh, you can.. tell Charlie and Michelle to watch the kids."

"What about the go-bag for the hospital?" Mulder furrowed his brow.

"I'm not gonna make it that far, Mulder." She was already walking out the door. "Can you ask mom to go and get it?"

"Yeah. Yeah," Mulder agreed quickly, sidling up behind her in case she needed him.

"I got it. I can make it to the car. Go tell them, so we can go."

Mulder nodded, handing the keys silently over to his wife.

"Mulder," she grabbed his hand as he tried to walk away.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too." He leaned in for a kiss.

"Mulder, we're going to have three babies soon," she whispered against her lips.

"Yes, we are," he whispered back. "Okay, now go. We don't want a roadside delivery."

Scully chuckled at his bad joke. She loved him for trying to ease the stress.

[ Washington DC General Hospital

1900 Massachusetts Avenue, Washington DC

Friday, 7:28 PM]

"He's beautiful, Dana," Maggie murmured to her daughter, who was lying supine on a hospital bed, with a tiny baby in her arms.

"Yeah, he really is," Scully looked up at the little baby boy that Maggie was holding in her arms, before looking back down at the eldest of the twin girls that was in her own arms. Mulder was sitting on the rocking chair next to the bed with the other one, while Jacob and Em were passed out on an extra for that the nurses had brought in for them. Charlie and Michelle had brought them when they came to see the babies.

After nearly three hours of labor, the first baby arrived. They named her Amara, which means grace. Less than five minutes later, William was born. He was named after Mulder, of course. And finally, about ten minutes after William was delivered, Adaline came into the world. Her name means noble. And Scully swears. She swears that Adaline came out laughing and not screaming.

All three of them were born perfectly healthy, which was another miracle in itself, considering that they were five weeks premature. They were all so so small. Adaline, whom Mulder was currently holding, could fit inside both of palms put together.

Even though she was exhausted and experiencing extreme discomfort, Scully couldn't be happier. She had a family with Mulder. Five kids that were going to grow up being loud and clumsy, either really short or really tall.

Looking over at Mulder, Scully gave him a heartwarming smile. One in which he returned right back to her. She sent a silent prayer up to God, thanking him for Fox and their kids: Emmelia Christine Mulder, Jacob Bennett Mulder, Amara Katherine Mulder, William Fox Mulder, and Adaline Margaret Mulder.