26.

Washington DC

May 9th 2008.

Mulder had spent the last week pouring over Scully's journal. He'd been reading it page by page. Every detail was imprinted upon his mind. The way her handwriting tightened when she was emotional and the way tears had sometimes smudged the page. He couldn't believe what he had done to her emotionally. It was awful. Scully loved him, that much was clear, but there was so much hate vented towards him. He couldn't blame her really after all he had dumped her and her having been pregnant too.

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June 22nd 2002

Dearest Mulder,

I have decided to dedicate these just to you. I've come to my senses. You'll need to know what has been going on in my life eventually and one day I may let you read these. The day that you finally come home and put your arms around me. I had my first scan of the baby today. It was so wonderful. You'd have loved every second of it. I just wish you were there with me. It's just the same as when I was pregnant with William. You weren't here either. This time I know the separation could be forever if they can't build the case. It is slow work. I want out of the FBI. I can't take it anymore. From being called Spooky's girl, the pitiful looks from everyone including Skinner and Doggett are just too much. Monica (Reyes) has been a complete gem. She's helped me to decide. I'm quitting the FBI and am looking for a steady part-time job. I've seen a few university posts that look interesting. I want to help them with your trial work but going down to the basement just breaks my heart.

Return to me. I can't respond to your e-mails. I'm working towards forgiving you. I know why you left I just have to learn to accept it. That is why you'll not hear from me until my head and heart work as one again.

D.

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Mulder couldn't imagine what it was like to see a baby's scan. He'd never seen one. He could imagine Scully's face though. She would have been aglow with those maternal hormones. She was beautiful but there was something about her when she was pregnant. It was a new, fresh look, an aura that could not be ignored not even by him. He'd missed it again but he hadn't known. If he had then he would have moved heaven and earth to be with her even if it meant being killed in the process. His love for her was that strong.

The trial started the next day. Skinner had been fussing like a Mother hen making sure Samantha would be with her grandmother and that Mulder wore the right suit. Everything had to work out. Even if it was only for Samantha's sake, so she had a parent to come home to from school. She was quietly colouring in a picture as he read from the diary.

"Daddy, Do you think Mommy will be home for my birthday?" she asked innocently.

"She might be." he realised that he didn't even know her birthday "When is your birthday?"  Samantha looked at him stunned for a moment that he didn't know.

"November 27th" she shook her head and returned to her drawing.

"Really?" The date struck like a gong in Mulder's heart. No wonder Scully had named her Samantha. Had she remembered? Their Samantha was born the same day his sister had been abducted. A coincidence one might think…