Disclaimer in Part One
"WE WILL FIND HIM" (PART FOUR OF SIX)
*Scully*
We all stare at him waiting for answer to an inevitable question. Mulder and I don't want to live forever, I know now that Will doesn't want to live forever either, but if this child does then what will happen to us? Will we too have to live forever to accompany this child?
"Unless what?" Will asks again, desperately trying to hold himself back from beating the crap out of this man that Mulder and I would have liked to beat the crap out of all the times before.
He gives us one of his evil laughs that is accompanied by a smokers cough that has resulted in one too many cigarettes.
"You have the patience of your father. I think that I did well when I took away Scully's infertility. I knew that a child would be created, their relationship had started to become intimate," he says in his voice that could make the hairs on the back of your headstand up.
"Don't tell me that you've been around for over a hundred years too," Cam says starting to shake, her eyes becoming huge at the fact of another immortal person standing before her. "What is wrong with my child? What do we have to do to correct it?" she screams at him.
"You have to..." he stops, pulling in another drag on his cigarette, "Go through a procedure that will rid the child of his immortal genes set forth by his father and grandparents. They too would have to go through this procedure," he says, walking away from us and towards a window.
"When does this procedure have to be done?" Cam asks, fearing for the life of her child.
"While the child is still in your womb, at about 20 weeks gestation," he says.
"I'll do it. I'll do anything to let this baby have a normal life," Cam says holding back tears. She is like me in that respect. She doesn't want to show her true emotions. In the long run that hurt me, deep down it hurt emotionally.
"What about us? Scully, Mulder, and I" Will asks while he puts his arm around Cam.
"Your procedure can be performed at any time. I'd suggest sooner than later especially if anyone is trying to get pregnant," he says looking directly at Mulder and I.
I give him one of my tight-lipped grins.
"We'll all go in together, with Cam when she has to get the procedure done," I finally pipe up.
"Great," Spender says hissing and he disappears into the shadows of his hide out.
*Will*
"Surgery mom? How the hell can we trust this guy? Believe me I've read everything about him in the X-Files," I reply literally glaring at my mother.
"Will, we need to do this. It's the only way that we won't live forever," she responds.
"Will, I need to go home," Cam says, turning green before my eyes.
"Okay...I'll take you, but we aren't doing a damn surgery that that snake of a man wants us to do. He'll probably kill us all on the table. Mom, Mulder, I thought that you would have learned by now," I tell them, glaring. I put my arm around Cam and escort her to the door.
My mom starts to follow and turns me around, staring into my eyes. She looks as though she's about to cry and I've never seen her cry. I've heard her the lonely nights that she spent without Mulder.
Mulder walks up behind her and places his arms protectively around her, something that he seems to enjoy every chance he gets...maybe he's making up for lost time.
"Will, I never thought that you'd inherit so much of that skepticism from you mom. But for the paranoid skeptic that you are I've got to tell you that I'd rather spend forty years with Scully and with you than live forever. Don't you get it? I want to start a family with your mom. I want to watch my kids grow up because I missed that with you and I regret every single moment of it. I haven't trusted this man in the past, but I know that there's nothing left for him to do, but help us live somewhat normal lives from the ones that he destroyed all of those years before," he stops staring at me.
I can't believe that those words came out of his mouth...Fox Mulder was actually defending Spender...the man that they have hated since before mom and him actually knew that he was the one pulling the strings on their lives and careers.
"Will, I'm sorry, but I think Mulder is right. We've got to do this because I can tell you right now I don't want to lose you or Mulder, but I don't want to stay alive forever," mom tells me, placing her hand on my shoulder reassuringly. She looks into my eyes, deep down into my soul. I hate that when she does that. I can never say 'no' to that look.
"We are all tired. I'm going to take Cam home and then after a good night's rest we'll discuss this," I tell them turning around to leave.
"You have to decide now, the margin of time is very small," a voice hisses behind us. I turn and see Spender standing there once again, he continues, "I was mistaken...the child needs the surgery at 12 weeks...and according to my calculations that gives you about a week to decide," he tells us.
I stare at him and then look back at Cam. She looks so fragile, so pale.
"Okay. Let's do this for this child," Cam whispers, only I heard her.
I walk over to Spender and stand right in his face. I pull out my gun and point it at him. "If anything happens to anyone of us...regardless if I'm dead or not I will hunt you down and kill you," I hiss at him.
"I can see that Mulder has taught you well. It's almost like deja vú. I remember Mulder doing the same thing," he says, his eyes gleaming with evil.
We have decided...only a week until a surgery that could either kill us all or save us...and let us live normal lives with the hope of death at the end of a long life.
*Cam*
January 24, 2101
X-Files Office
Will nervously taps his pen on the file that he is supposed to be signing of our investigation into the Mulder and Scully case. It's hard to believe that the two legends sit down here with us, everyone quiet, not talking at all.
We only have five days until all of us go under the knife of a medical staff that has roots known to put organisms, diseases, and immortality into their patients. I'm already a concerned parent and my child is just a tiny speck that happens to share my body. I will do anything to make sure that this child lives a normal life.
Mulder whispers something in Scully's ear and gets up quietly. He walks out of the door...his footsteps getting further and further away from the office that he had spent so many years in.
"Cam, how are you feeling?" Scully finally asks me breaking the silence in the room.
I look at her. I'm sure that my face was showing both signs of anxiety and the knot that is balled up in my stomach, but I just give her a tight smile, almost mocking her own 'I'm fine' kind of smile.
"Cam?" she asks again.
"I'm fine... a little tired, but fine," I tell her finally.
"Cam, why don't you take a nap in the back room?" Will asks me looking up from the report that he is supposed to be doubling checking and signing.
"Will don't you need me for the report?" I inquire, becoming mad that he'd exclude me from what he is putting into that report.
"You need your rest. You have to think about yourself and the baby," Will says out of character.
He has suddenly become the protector...I don't need a goddamn protector I've done fine for myself for twenty-eight years...why would I need one now?
"I'm pregnant, Will, not dying of cancer. It is a very normal part of life and it doesn't make me a delicate woman," I tell him outraged.
"The child is different, Cam, and you are going to have surgery in less than two days to fix a genetic defect that the child has," he tells me becoming somewhat scientific.
I hate that when he does that. I'm the scientist, not him and I know exactly what I need and don't need. Scully just stares at the both of us, trying to hold back any comment that she has.
She must see a part of the past in our fighting. I bet she and Mulder did exactly the same thing for years...especially when Mulder came back to a very pregnant Scully.
"Will, if I might make one comment on the entire thing," Scully says breaking our stare off.
"What is it mother?" Will asks, trying to calm his temper.
"This coming from experience, why don't you lay off her a little bit. Cam is completely capable of knowing when her body has had enough. And with being pregnant a woman has a ton of hormonal changes...and if you don't want to get yelled at I'd be somewhat respectful of those hormones. I know that I was a pain in the ass when Doggett would get me angry when I was pregnant with you," Scully tells both of us.
I look from Will to her and then I finally start to laugh.
"What are you laughing at Cam?" Will asks, not knowing what to say.
I walk up to him and kiss him and head for the back room. I figure I'll need all the rest I can get...besides I love it when I get to confuse him. It's one of the parts of my job that I love.
*Mulder*
I've always wondered what Scully and I looked like right before we started one of our arguments and Will and Cam are a perfect mirror image of us.
I stare at the elevator door, looking at my reflection in the stainless steel. What happens if this is all a hoax and I'm putting all of our lives into the hands of a man that has been known for his lying, his tricks, and deception? I couldn't do that to Scully or to Will or Cam and the child that they have created.
Something doesn't seem right...it's almost like I've done this before, when Scully had her cancer. I remember he was the only one, the only choice that we had and I couldn't give in to his evilness. He was the one that offered me something I couldn't resist...I couldn't back down because I didn't know if he was serious about killing both Scully and William.
I stare at my reflection again. I look closer...I see a wrinkle that hasn't been there before. I look at my eyes they look as though they have started to age...started to become old.
I hit the elevator button...I've got to get back downstairs. I jump out at the 4th floor and head for the stairs. I need to tell them now. He's after something...he's after something big and I can't go through with it.
I reach the X-Files office and tear open the door. Will and Scully stare at me, both surprised and bewildered.
"Mulder? What is it?" Scully asks in a tone that showed her concern. I stare into her eyes...and see that she too has started to age again. Being with her for almost two weeks and a faint wrinkle has appeared where she furrows her brow that wasn't there before.
"We can't go through with that surgery," I tell her urgently, "It's a trick...another one of that bastard's tricks."
*Scully*
I stare at Mulder who has just burst his way into the office. I thought that he wouldn't be back for a while because he told me that he was taking a walk. And when Mulder takes a walk...he usually won't come back for hours. All of those years ago when he'd take a walk I knew that he was off ditching me...figuring out a case while I did the dirty work, using science.
"Mulder?" I ask completely, and utterly shaken at why he's back.
"We can't do this...we can't go through with the surgery. The child that Cam is carrying should be completely normal. Scully, we are aging. Look into my eyes," he says, getting close to me.
"What are you talking about?" Will inquires becoming confused.
"We have started to age again. After 100 years of us being virtually immortal...we've started to age," he tells our son.
I watch William's reaction. Images coming back from the past...images of us, Mulder and I without William and then with him for only a short time.
It was I believe only two days and Mulder left...Mulder left William and I for an unknown place, hiding from forces that have seemed to go into hiding. I don't think that they exist anymore...the super soldiers.
"Mulder? What do you mean we've started to age again?" I ask him, not truly believing that he's telling me this.
He holds out a mirror, shoving it in my face, making me look at my reflection. "What am I looking for?" I finally ask him as I study my face.
"Wrinkles, Scully," Mulder says.
"I don't have time for this. Mulder, what the hell are we supposed to believe?" I inquire.
"Not the Smoking Man.when have we ever believed him? How can you sit there and tell me that 100 years would change someone as evil as him? He's going to do something...he's going to do something that will hurt us all, Scully, William, and I can feel it," he tells us
I give him my eyebrow look, the one were I'm either confused or annoyed, but I don't think that Mulder has ever been able to tell the difference.
"How many times have I been right, Scully?" Mulder asks.
"Just about every time," I finally give in.
"And I know that this lousy excuse for a man has something up his sleeve...something that will outdo all of his evil deeds that he has ever done."
The way that Mulder said that it was almost prophetic...him looking into the future, pulling back something that is the future that none of us wanted to see...it's a future that is ours to change, but we must act quickly. Or we will be destroyed forever.
*Cam*
The back room is very dark, but I've seen this room more times than I can count. When we first started working down in this office he insisted that we bring a small bed down here for the nights when one of us is working late. I laughed at the idea, but after two years of working on the X-Files I have been very thankful to have a bed down here to sleep on.
I'm completely exhausted and I'm scared for all of our lives. I've seen the forces of evil at work...from working on cases that have involved so many different kinds of evil I could write a book on it and it'd be better than the devil's version.
The child that grows within me will end up living a life in hiding. I can't seem to fall asleep as different scenarios come to mind. What happens if they have to take Will into hiding? Or this child? What about me? Where will I end up when everything is said and done? Will I just be known as the woman that gave birth to a miracle child that was the product of a union between two FBI agents to Spender and the associates that I know that he has?
Regardless of what Will and I have uncovered in our work I know that there is another network of evil out there. One that is the descendants of those that first started their elite group, controlling history and the lives of former FBI agents Mulder and Scully.
I don't want that for Will and I. I don't want some 'shadow man' watching our every move, knowing our every secret.
"Cam?" I hear Will's voice calling into the back room. "Are you asleep?"
"No," I say as he appears in the shadows.
"You look sick," he tells me. I try and give him a strong smile, but truthfully I feel like crap. I'm tired and cold and wish that I had never joined the FBI.
"I'm just cold," I respond.
"Can I join you?" he asks, already moving towards the side of the small bed.
I just nod my head as he cradles my body in his. Our breathing rises and falls with every breath, in unison. We are indeed perfect for one another.
"Warm?" he asks after a brief moment of silence.
"I'm better I tell him," turning my head so I can see part of his face.
"Cam, it's not worth it. None of this is worth it. My parents made the mistake of continuing on with their life with the FBI and lost one another for 100 years. I'm not going to do that to you or to us. Besides, you've always wanted a career in medicine," he whispers into my ear.
"I just want to be with you," I tell him.
He is very quiet and just hugs me closer. I stare at the wall of the dark room. If only the walls could talk. What would they have witnessed?
"Mulder fears that the surgery is a hoax, something that is going to destroy each and everyone of us. And I can't let you go through with it. None of us are," he finally says, becoming nervous.
"But what about the immortal genes that you have inherited, what about the genetics that this child has?" I inquire, completely confused.
"Mulder believes that they have reversed. He thinks that we are indeed aging," he tells me.
"But why?" I ask, knowing that the only person that would be able to answer that would be Mulder himself. My eyelids start to close involuntary and I finally give in, snuggling in closer to
Will falling asleep in his arms. Completely and entirely safe. Nothing will tear us apart...nothing.
*Scully*
Will has left Mulder and I alone in the room, seeking his perfect opposite. Much like Mulder and I have a bond him and Cam have that kind of bond that wasn't just formed in this lifetime, but over many lifetimes...first starting out in friendship and moving to an intimate part that can only come from knowing them forever.
"Scully, you look as though you're in deep thought, what's the matter?" Mulder asks me, a look of concern coming over his face. You know the kind of concern that he shows when he thinks something is horribly wrong with me. I remember that look years before right before I told him that I had an incurable disease of cancer.
"Mulder, I'm fine. The thing that I'm worried about is Cam and Will. What if you are wrong and we don't age? We'll have missed the only chance that we have to reverse the process," I tell him letting down my guard.
He hands me a file and stares at me intently. "Mulder what is this?" I question as I open the file," I stare down at pictures of a couple from years ago. A long, thick field report accompanies it and I page through it quickly looking for the signature at the end of the paper. Mulder and I had signed the report years ago...it was one of our first cases.
"A man claimed that he was over 100 years old, Scully and he had lost the love of his life when she was only fifteen because her father had arranged her marriage. He found himself un-aged for almost 100 years or so he claims, but on a chance meeting he met a woman that resembled her and later found out that was indeed her," Mulder pauses looking at me.
"Mulder, that sounds like our story," I tell him looking at him shocked.
"There's more," he says.
"Do tell, Mulder, I'm fantasized by it," I respond in a somewhat sarcastic tone.
"After they met, the woman had a 30 year-old son that was born just months after her sixteenth birthday in 1889. The child is like William, born of two inseparable soul mates that were indeed separated."
I stare at the case file as Mulder continues to talk on and on about the reality of soul mates. The couple soon began to age again, but not after they had met and made sure that their life was secure.
"Scully?" Mulder inquires.
"Hmm?" I barely utter still engrossed in the case we had solved or tried to at least years ago.
"They are like us. We have started to age," he tells me.
"Mulder, that is scientifically impossible, for a person to quit growing old because he or she has lost their mate. If that were true then that would mean..."
"...That we have always been meant to be. From the very beginning. I just wish that it wouldn't have taken us so many years to figure it out while we were together. But you know what they say the heart grows fonder when people are apart," he finishes my thought.
He moves closer to me as we embrace for a passionate kiss that completely wipes away any questions that I would have had to ask Mulder or try and disprove.
*Cam*
September 3, 2101, 11:21 p.m.
The X-Files Office
Mulder and Scully stare at me, telling me a truth that should never have been meant to be. Will has one of his hands on the small of my back while the other gently moves around my swollen stomach.
"What are you talking about mom? What does this all mean?" Will asks. Just minutes before they told me that I'd have to go into hiding, without Will because the super soldiers were back and they wanted our child. The child of a miracle child that was never supposed to have been born.
I've never seen their faces tell so much without them talking. How can this be happening to us?
History isn't supposed to repeat itself and here it is doing it again. Except Will and I are in Mulder and Scully's place.
Finally I speak up, "I won't let this happen. Not to us. Not like it happened to the both of you," I tell them, tears forming in my eyes.
"Cam, you don't have a choice. You've got to go into hiding," Scully tells me, "Or you might not even make it out of the building alive."
I shake my head, not believing what they are telling me. "I've read that file. They told you the same thing, yet they found you anyways," I tell her, getting angry.
I back away from all three of them. Will follows me with questioning eyes.
"Cam, it's the only way that we can keep the baby safe," Will says.
Shock and anger run through my body, "Will, how the hell can you believe this? You know what happened to your parents. I refuse to live a life without you," I nearly scream at him.
"Mom, Mulder, how do you know that this is for real? It could be a trap, a huge trap," Will whispers to his parents.
I look at their faces and know that they aren't for certain about who or what is after us and why they came back.
A shooting pain goes through my abdomen and I double over in pain, clutching my stomach.
"CAM!" Will yells as he runs over to my side, helping me to a chair.
"I don't think we have any time to get out of here. This child is coming. And it's coming now," I tell them; my teeth clenched as another contraction rocks through my body.
Scully rushes to my side and squeezes my hand. "Talk about history repeating itself,"
"At least she's not having her baby in the middle of no where," Mulder says, trying to bring a moment of comedy into this tense situation.
Scully starts to order Mulder and Will around as I start to flirt with the line between consciousness and unconsciousness. Finally the world around me goes black as another pain rips through my body.
*Will*
I stare at Cam's limp body. This can't be happening. Cam can't be lying there limp and lifeless as our child is on the verge of coming into this uncertain and dangerous world. My mom calmly works over my fallen lover. How can she do that? Does years of witnessing the worst and most unexplainable things do that to a person?
"What happened?" I finally ask. My mother doesn't even turn her head back to look at me.
"Cam is losing a lot of blood. I've got to get this child out now," she says, starting to panic.
"How are you going to do that if Cam isn't there..." my voice quivers as I stare at the back of my mother's head.
Mulder continues to run around the office, getting supplies to help Scully as I just stare at them.
Cam comes to for a brief moment.
"Cam, you've got to stay with me," mom yells at her, "PUSH!" Cam gives it her all in her brief moment of staying with us. I watch in amazement as our child takes in his first breath. I had created that child. Cam and I had created the miracle.
Cam passes out again as mom cuts the barrier between Cam and him, the one that they had shared for almost nine months.
"Will, take you son. Cam is losing a lot of blood," mom nearly yells at me.
I grab my son and stare down at his face. My son. I can't believe it, happiness flows through my body, but then I turn my eyes back to my mom working on Cam.
It scares me to death to think that this child has just made his entrance into the world while Cam is thinking about making her exit...an exit that I don't ever want to see.
*Scully*
I watch as Cam continues to bleed in front of me. Her son screams behind me, experiencing his first breathes of oxygen, but I continue to work, desperately trying to save the woman that my son loves, this woman that I've gotten to know in the last seven months.
Cam's eyes open and she stares at me, her lips moving, but no words come from them.
"Cam? Listen to me; you've got to hold on. You've got to stay with me. You have a beautiful son that needs a mother to love him and my son needs you too," I whisper to her, trying to keep her awake.
The bleeding finally stops and Cam blinks her eyes at me. The color is drained out of her face and her lips are blue. Cam closes her eyes. This is it. A life that is lost at my hands...a life lost after giving life. What will Will do without her?
But she slowly opens her eyes and smiles.
"I have a son?" Cam whispers, still weak from losing a lot of blood.
Will steps towards her, holding out their son. I step back away from them and Mulder pulls me into his arms. He smiles down at me, kissing the top of my forehead.
"You did great," Mulder tells me. He pauses for a brief moment and then says, "So do you want to think about having kids now? Or should this wait for a different time?" Mulder says with a sarcastic tone.
I barely hear him as I watch Will and Cam exchange looks of love, and fear, but also the look that Mulder and I once shared: that of pure joy for a child that we had created.
I turn my attention back to Mulder. I pull away from him. "Why start trying?" I ask him, trying to hold back my smile. I've gotten pretty good at that straight face look when I'm dying to show my emotions.
"What are you...?" Mulder stops mid-sentence and stares at me.
"What, Mulder? Cat got your tongue?" I say, trying to hold back my laughter.
"You aren't pregnant are you?" Mulder whispers into my ear.
I smile up at him, answering his question with out saying any words. He reads my eyes as I read his. We have always had that kind of connection. One where we could tell exactly what the other was thinking.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Mulder finally asks.
"I wasn't sure myself. I thought I had the flu or something, but I went to the doctor a few days ago and I haven't had the time to tell you," I say.
"Haven't had the time to tell me, Scully?"
"Yeah, Mulder when you run off to Maryland to investigate a case on alien abductions, leaving me here in DC with two lovebirds I didn't have time to tell you," I respond.
He just grins; his impish grin and leans in to kiss me, deep and passionately on the lips.
"A baby, Scully? We are going to be parents?" Mulder realizes as he pulls away from my lips.
"This time you get to go through the mood swings with me and the morning sickness, the midnight cravings, and the doctor visits," I tell him. I lean in for a kiss and he returns the favor.
"Mom, Mulder," Will says, breaking our kiss off short.
"Yeah, Will?" I say turning away from Mulder quickly, feeling as though I was caught stealing a cookie with my hand in the jar.
"We'd like to introduce you to our son: Renato William Fox Mulder," Will proudly says presenting his son to us. Both Mulder and I must have been giving them a strange look.
Cam pipes up, "We decided on his name a few weeks ago and in choosing a name for this child we realized that he will be special and we wanted to give him an Italian name from my family and give him two strong names from Will's side of the family..."
Will continues her sentence, "...Renato mean reborn and I know that this child is the rebirth of Cam and I."
"Are you going to call him Ren for short?" Mulder asks, trying to hide his smile.
"We were thinking about calling him Fox," Will says in a sarcastic tone.
"Don't do that to the poor kid, it's tough growing up with a name like that," Mulder replies.
We smile at them, giddy in our own bliss.
"Mom? What's up?" Will finally asks.
"For starters I can't believe that I have a grandson...and...um...Mulder and I are going to have a baby," I respond smiling at them both.
"That's great," Will replies.
A knock pounds on the door. "Hurry up! Open the door," a man who's voice I'd know from anywhere screams.
Mulder strides towards the door and swings it open. There before him stands an enemy that we thought we had lost.
"It has started...the beginning of the end," he says, "The colonization is almost complete."
I stare at him questioning our fate as well as the fate of everyone in this room. Is Mulder going to miss the birth of our second child? Will I even experience the birth of the child that is now dwelling in my womb? The future is calling...no...it's screaming that it is coming and coming quickly.
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