AUTHORS NOTES: Here comes the fluff… *Sigh*

Tomorrow

By Jillian

CHAPTER SIX

Scully woke up with a pounding headache. Pulling herself out from under Mulder's arms, she got up and put on her robe. Suddenly, she felt violently ill and raced for the bathroom. Hearing her throwing up, Mulder got up and rushed to the bathroom. He said nothing, just held her hair back for her. She wasn't sick long, and washed her face. She looked up at him and said "Thanks for holding my hair back."

"What's wrong Scully?" He asked.

"I feel sick, Mulder." She said.

"Probably hung over." Mulder said.

"No, no I don't think I drank enough to be hung over... I mean I know it's been a while since I've drank at all, so I suppose it could be, but.."

He put his hand up to her forehead.

"No fever." He said. "Do you feel sick with something like the flu?" He asked.

"I don't know, I have a headache, and I feel sick, kind of sick like I was when I was pregnant with William." She said quietly.

"Well, um, how similar is the feeling?" He asked, silently hoping that they felt *exactly* the same.

"Very similar, Mulder. Very. Then again, I haven't had a hangover since... Probably college, so I don't know. It could be that too."

"Yes, but we both know that you could be..." He couldn't say it. He couldn't put that kind of burden on her shoulders.

"Can a miracle happen twice?" She asked in merely a whisper.

"I'll be right back, Scully, I'm going to the pharmacy." He changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and ran to the car.

Scully felt her eyes fill with tears. Could it be true? Inside, she knew it. The pains were exactly the same as they were when she was pregnant with William... But how? She was *barren,* she wasn't supposed to be blessed with a child at all, and now it was possible she was unexpectedly blessed again. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she let a few tears fall as she thought of *their* son--the son they'd never really know.

Mulder pulled the car into the lot of CVS at the fastest rate he'd ever driven. Nearly running, he reached the entrance to the pharmacy. Quickly glancing at the aisles, he figured out where the pregnancy tests were, and grabbed one. He was almost afraid... What if the test was inaccurate? He couldn't get her hopes up, he couldn't let her feel as if she would lose yet another child. Somehow, he doubted she'd feel that way. It was like he could *feel* that she was right about what she felt... That there really was another addition to the Mulder family line on the way.

He ran into the house yelling her name. "Dana, I got it!" He called after her. She ran downstairs, and hugged him.

"What's that for?" He asked.

"Record timing." She smiled. "I don't like suspense."

"After the test, we'll go see a doctor and get his formal opinion." He said.

"I'll go... See what happens." She smiled.

About five minutes later, the test results were clear. She screamed for Mulder to come into the room. "Mulder! Mulder, come here!" He ran into the bathroom, and saw tears in her eyes. Looking up at him quietly, she said "I was right, Mulder, I'm pregnant." A smile curved up her lips.

"Oh, oh, oh my God, Dana," He said, at a loss for words. He just held her, and she smiled through the tears of joy that were falling from her eyes.

"Mulder... I'm so lucky. How did something so improbable happen again?" She asked.

"Well, we have been.." He trailed off.

"Yes, without any protection." She added.

"Well we had assumed..."

"I know, I know. What a blessing, Mulder... Wait. Wait. I didn't really think about this until now, but our child's going to grow up.." She hesitated.

"I know, under a different name. We'll have to call each other Kathy and Bill, how odd will that be?" He asked.

"Yeah. You know, I wasn't ready for this in a way. I mean, I'm thrilled, absolutely, but do you realize how hard it will be accomplish what we want to with another life to look after?" She said.

"We didn't bring this child here on purpose, but it's a gift, Dana. If he or she means I have to call you by your middle name, so be it. If they have to live under another life and never know about the way things used to be... Then that's how it has to be."

"I know." She whispered quietly, tears in her eyes. "I'm so happy, Mulder. I feel like I'm being selfish to bring a child into this now, to want one so badly, but--"

"No, Dana, no. You're not being selfish. You're being loving."

"I love you, Mulder. Thank you." She said.

"No, Dana, thank you. Look at what me and you have created." He said, his hand on her obviously still flat stomach.

"Mm, we don't know that yet. We need to go to a doctor, Mulder." She said.

"Yeah, Scully. Um, we could look in the phone book for a clinic with an OB/GYN." He said. "We don't really need to worry if they're after us now."

"It's nice to feel safe." She smiled.

"Yeah, it is." Mulder nodded.

Sitting in a cold doctor's office that afternoon, Scully looked at Mulder. The exam had been done and she was waiting for the doctor to return, sitting in a hospital gown. His eyes reassured her hoped, assuaged her fears. Her eyes did the same to him. The female doctor walked back into the room. Anxiously, Scully fiddled with her hands. The doctor wore a smile on her face, and Scully's eyes widened.

"Katherine, I have some wonderful news for you and your husband. You are indeed three weeks pregnant. Of course, considering your past fertility problems, this must come as shock to you. I'll let you two take the moment alone." She smiled. "You're all done, by the way, and you can change back into your clothes." She left the room quietly.

"I'm so happy, Dana." He said, getting up to reach out and hold her.

"Me too," She told him. "Me too."