Title: Page 65 part VII: The scare
Author: Doc
Category: A, S, R
Key Words: MSR, MS married,
Rating: PG (better than last time, huh?)
Disclaimer: I don't own Mulder, Scully, or anybody else from the x files, Christ Carter I mean, Chris Carter does
Dedication: As always, to Didi, my best friend (phriend) and who is like a sister to me. And also to Spooky, whom I let into my heart and I hope he'll stay for a while.
Feedback: greatly appreciated, laura_c@imagin.net Flames will be deleted.
NOTE: I wanted to kind of cool things down from where my last fic was, so all you fanfiction virgins out there can come out and read this one. I wanted to avoid the last one at all costs, but I couldn't.

ENJOY


They got out of the taxicab, and walked up to the house hand in hand not knowing what to expect. Maggie greeted them with a pained expression on her face.
"Oh, Dana. Thank god. I finally got Missy to come over here. The pain and the bleeding are worse." She said as she led them inside. Dana gave Mulder a frightened look and took her medical bag upstairs. It was already her junior year of medical school and thankfully she took a rotation in OB/GYN. Mulder entered and saw Bruce standing there, with a panicked look on his face.
"I made her come here. She wouldn't go to the hospital. I don't know why she refuses treatment. At first she didn't want the baby in the first place, but I don't know what exactly changed her mind." He said, still looking stoned.
Mulder put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Dana'll take good care of her. Missy is in good hands." He said, as Dana emerged from the bedroom, her clothes soaked in blood. She poked her head around the doorway, so Bruce wouldn't see it.
"Mulder, come here." She said as he got up, his eyes grew wide when he saw how much blood was on her. Memories of that day flew back into his mind. He almost lost her completely that day, those weeks were torture. He felt his face grow pale and his fingers grow numb. He felt the room spinning, until he felt a hand across his face.
"Mulder, snap out of it. I need you to call 911 for me now." She said, her eyes of urgency and need. Something was deathly wrong, but he didn't want to know.



Mulder's body was twisted in the hard hospital chair. He had made himself comfortable as best as he could. Missy had gone into surgery to try and save the baby. She had a partial miscarriage, but nobody is certain. Dana is actually part of the surgery team.
Mulder sat up in his chair, giving up on sleeping. He was supposed to be on his honeymoon. Instead, he was in a hospital waiting room where his sister in law is having emergency surgery. Poor Missy. It's not her fault, just bad timing.
Mulder's thoughts drifted. At least they did have one night to themselves. He pictured Dana's curves of her body, her round hips, her firm...
he was then thrust with a coffee into his face, jostling him from his vivid daydreams.
"Thought you might need this, Mulder." Bruce said, handing him a cup. Ahh, caffeine.
"Thanks Bruce, any word yet?"
"Nope, she's still in surgery." He said as he sat down.
"Mulder? Can I ask you a question?"
"Yea, sure I guess."
"How did you know that Dana was the one?" Bruce asked, as Mulder looked at him. Oh, he was serious.
"Well, we had been best friends since second grade. I remember the shooting that took place in school. She was shot, and I was so afraid that I'd loose her. Then I had my sets of trials, like my father used me for his punching bag and when I woke up in the hospital she was the first thing I saw. But the real time that I knew that she was the one was the high school prom. We danced to Bon Joi's "Thank You for Loving Me" and then we kissed. I knew Dana for 15 years before ever falling in love with her. It's like a light bulb just clicked on and I couldn't imagine myself with anyone else." He said, as Bruce eyed him. "Wow! That's a long time." He said, as the door opened. They both looked at the doctor in a mask and gown, peeling of her gloves. She undid the mask and they saw it was Dana. She looked glum, but mostly she looked tired.
"How is she? How's Missy Mae?" That's what Bruce called her.
"She's doing fine. She gave us quite a scare there."
"And the baby?" he asked, hopeful
"8 pounds, 9 ounces. A girl." She said as she smiled.
"Congratulations Bruce, you have a daughter." She said as she motioned for him to enter. She put a gown and mask on him and sent him to the post op.
Scully sighed deeply and fell into the waiting room chair.
"Tired, love muffin?" he asked as he massaged her shoulders.
"Oh yea." She said, moaning that it felt good.
"I'm just so happy that they both are okay. You know we almost lost her, Mulder. We almost lost them both." Scully started sobbing now. She always sobbed after the fact. When the situation was going on, she was very strong, but when everyone and everything is out of danger, she looses it. Mulder hugged her tight, rocking her back and forth like he did so many times.


They entered the room quietly, as not to disturb mother and child. Bruce said that Missy wanted to see both Fox and Dana.
"Dana, Fox, I'd like you to meet somebody." Missy said as she was rocking the bundle of joy in her arms. "Would you like to hold her, Dana?" she asked as Dana nodded eagerly. She picked up the infant that she found surprisingly light. She swayed her back and forth, and up and down lightly to stop her whimpering.
"What is her name?"
"Abigail. Abigail Mae Scully/Williamson." She said, as Mulder was thinking, 'so that's what Bruce's last name is'
"Hi Abby. I'm your Aunt Dana. This is your Uncle Fox. You know what? We're going to spoil you rotten when you come over. That's a promise." She said as the baby started to whimper a little louder. She looked over at Missy, and found she was fast asleep. She started rocking the little one while humming a very off tune beat.
All the while, Mulder watched her in fascination. He had no idea how good she was with kids. He could just see her as a mother someday. One day, but hopefully not that soon. They were only 25 and 24 for heaven sakes.
Dana put the baby back into the hospital bassinet and crept out of the room, with Mulder behind her.
"Scully, we should have kids some day, you know?"
"Not now, Mulder. I already have you. You're just a kid yourself." She said as he poked her teasingly.
"Let's go finish that honeymoon."
"You want to go to the Bahamas?"
"Nope, I want to go to the bedroom of paradise." He said as they walked out of the hospital hand in hand, ready to face life's next challenge.