Together Again
Rating: PG
Summary: It's funny how one night can alter the rest of your life.
Category: MSR
Disclaimer: no shit.
Spoilers: pretty much season 9
Timeline: somewhere between Mulder's abduction and his return; Scully is about six months
pregnant.
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She changes out of her signature suit and into an oversized sweatshirt and flannel pajama
pants after a particularly long day at work. She walks into the kitchen.
{I'm having those cravings again, but what do I want?} She searches her refrigerator but
finds nothing that appeals to her. {Ice Cream} She grabs her purse and heads out the door.
When she returns, her apartment is dark. The sun has just set. She fumbles around until
she can find the little tabletop light on her desk. She switches it on, and there he is.
She drops the ice cream and just stares. All she can manage is, "Mulder." No screaming, no
tears just one word.
He walks over to her, rests his hands on her shoulders and says, "Scully, I've missed you."
They lean in for a kiss. A gentle, rediscovering kiss. As emotions rise Mulder pulls
Scully closer to him. Then, he feels a barrier between them. An unknown entity, not
unwelcome, just unknown.
He looks down at her bulging stomach. He stretches her sweatshirt against her stomach, just
to be sure he knows what he's looking at is what he thinks it is.
"Scully!" his face brightens. "So the procedure...it *did* work."
Scully just shakes her head, glowing.
"So, this is...it's from...that night?"
"Yes...you're not...mad are you?"
"Mad? Scully, I've never been more happy in my life," he says, scooping her up in his arms.
"If anything you should be mad at me. I knocked you up and ran."
Scully laughed before planting a huge kiss squarely on his mouth.
"Scully, how long before it's born?"
"Six months. He's due in July."
"You mean, I'm going to be a daddy? I'm going to have a son?" To which Scully just keeps
nodding her head.
"I already named him. I didn't know if you'd be home..."
"Yeah, I understand. What's his name?"
"William Fox...I mean, I know you hate your name but it's his middle name and so I didn't
think it would matter."
"No, I love it."
"So William Fox Mulder. It has a nice ring to it."
"Yes, it does."
They spent the rest of the night on the couch, eating ice cream and catching up. They
talked about the baby and what he would be like. They fell asleep together on the couch,
Scully sitting between Mulder's legs and resting her head against his chest. Mulder's arms
wrapped around her waist, his hands resting gently on her swelling stomach.
"Scully," he whispered, right before drifting off to sleep.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I know."
Rating: PG
Summary: It's funny how one night can alter the rest of your life.
Category: MSR
Disclaimer: no shit.
Spoilers: pretty much season 9
Timeline: somewhere between Mulder's abduction and his return; Scully is about six months
pregnant.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
She changes out of her signature suit and into an oversized sweatshirt and flannel pajama
pants after a particularly long day at work. She walks into the kitchen.
{I'm having those cravings again, but what do I want?} She searches her refrigerator but
finds nothing that appeals to her. {Ice Cream} She grabs her purse and heads out the door.
When she returns, her apartment is dark. The sun has just set. She fumbles around until
she can find the little tabletop light on her desk. She switches it on, and there he is.
She drops the ice cream and just stares. All she can manage is, "Mulder." No screaming, no
tears just one word.
He walks over to her, rests his hands on her shoulders and says, "Scully, I've missed you."
They lean in for a kiss. A gentle, rediscovering kiss. As emotions rise Mulder pulls
Scully closer to him. Then, he feels a barrier between them. An unknown entity, not
unwelcome, just unknown.
He looks down at her bulging stomach. He stretches her sweatshirt against her stomach, just
to be sure he knows what he's looking at is what he thinks it is.
"Scully!" his face brightens. "So the procedure...it *did* work."
Scully just shakes her head, glowing.
"So, this is...it's from...that night?"
"Yes...you're not...mad are you?"
"Mad? Scully, I've never been more happy in my life," he says, scooping her up in his arms.
"If anything you should be mad at me. I knocked you up and ran."
Scully laughed before planting a huge kiss squarely on his mouth.
"Scully, how long before it's born?"
"Six months. He's due in July."
"You mean, I'm going to be a daddy? I'm going to have a son?" To which Scully just keeps
nodding her head.
"I already named him. I didn't know if you'd be home..."
"Yeah, I understand. What's his name?"
"William Fox...I mean, I know you hate your name but it's his middle name and so I didn't
think it would matter."
"No, I love it."
"So William Fox Mulder. It has a nice ring to it."
"Yes, it does."
They spent the rest of the night on the couch, eating ice cream and catching up. They
talked about the baby and what he would be like. They fell asleep together on the couch,
Scully sitting between Mulder's legs and resting her head against his chest. Mulder's arms
wrapped around her waist, his hands resting gently on her swelling stomach.
"Scully," he whispered, right before drifting off to sleep.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I know."