Chapter 3 The Revelation
Mulder wandered out of the kitchen, carrying two steam mugs of Earl Grey. He had barely reached the couch when the phone rang. Maggie sat, blankly starring at her daughter. Scully moved awkwardly towards the ringing telephone, juggling a very squirmy baby. Mulder, perhaps the only rational adult in the room at the moment was the quickest, setting aside the tea and taking up the receiver.
"Hello," he queried. His wife and mother-in law's eyes bore into him intensely as he listened to the lab technician drone on. Mulder's countenance bore no indication of the results, good, bad or indifferent. "Yes," came his monotone reply. "I understand," he followed. Oh if looks could kill, Scully would have lain waste to him by now. His out stretched finger, a silent request for clemency, waived slowly before the anxious women. "Thank you very much," he said, "have a nice day." And now he held the information that Maggie so desperately sought. Scully knew he had the power to make or break her mother. The uneasy mix of fear and desperation hung in the air, potent and tangible. "Margaret," he began, watching Scully in his peripheral sight, "Congratulations, your a grandmother!"
Maggie wept with joy, her tightness and close guarded reserve began to undulate, falling away. A renewed sense of hope and purpose came upon her like a godsend. Scully could not help but feel betrayed. All those years, Melissa had kept such a secret. There were, of course, a good deal of secrets on Scully's conscience. Those had been reserved to preserve her family's safety and well being, not that it had done much good in Melissa's case. Now there was Marissa, an innocent girl, robbed of a mother she'd never known. There were so many questions, why had Melissa not said one word? Her parents surely would have been disappointed, maybe, but they loved Melissa with out regard. Had the boyfriend forced the issue? Maggie was content in the fact that Melissa had not chosen an abortion. She would have preferred helping Melissa to raise the baby, but choices are choices, and nothing can be undone. Marissa had grown up in a healthy, loving home. Melissa had done right by her and never even lived to realize it.
Finally she felt complete. Her angels in heaven, Bill Sr. and Melissa. Her wonderful children, Bill Jr., Dana and Charlie. Their loving spouses, Tara, Fox and Sarah. Her adorable grandchildren, Matt and Andrew, Lauren, Rachel and Abby, baby William and now her eldest at 19, Marissa.