37.
July 29th 2008
Australia – 7pm
Scully had been anxious to leave Australia behind and return to her family but as it was she had yet to do that. It had been a week. Every day was utter torture to Scully. It had been two months and twenty-seven days since the last time she had seen Mulder. It was practically three months. #1 had encountered some severe political trouble and because he was the Ambassador for Australia he couldn't just leave in the middle of it! This meant neither could she! The worst thing was the realisation that everything, at home, would be going on without her. She knew that the world did not revolve around her but she liked to think her family would be devastated by her absence, which they were. The court scene of Mulder kissing Samantha had made Scully realise exactly what she had missed; the development of the Father-daughter relationship. She had wanted them to bond but not without her.
#1 was in the court now, answering to his peers for his actions. Scully watched it on the lab TV set. It was that or the latest in the Australian soap opera. She watched #1 take the stand. He looked pale but his skin tone was always a fraction too white. The cloning process had not been kind to his skin. He didn't look well. Scully watched as he patted his forehead with a handkerchief. Something was not right. She couldn't place it. Scully watched intently as he began to waiver before the judge. Standing there one minute and collapsed the next.
"Oh my GOD!" Scully called to the TV. Minutes later an ambulance trolley was wheeled into her lab it was completely covered with a blanket. Was he dead?
"What the…?" she said as the scene unfolded before her.
#6352 uncovered the body on the trolley. #1 lay there pale and sweaty. As Scully approached he sat bolt upright and smiled at her.
"How did it look?" he asked.
"Like you had a heart attack!" she said puzzled with why this was happening.
"Good. My death will be reported in an hour and then funeral will be swift. You my dear are going home this afternoon. Get yourself ready."
"Really???"
"Yes." Scully, filled with happiness, kissed #1 on the cheek then apologising ran to her room to collect her belongings. One bag later Scully had her briefcase in order, a copy of her cloning files on disk and her journal. There was nothing else except her clothes to change. It may be cold in Australia but she knew that July was exceptionally hot in Washington and had to dress accordingly.
Looking through the wardrobe she couldn't see anything suitable. On a hanger was the skirt suit she had worn when abducted. It looked like she would be wearing that again. Taking off her jumper and jeans Scully pulled on her pantyhose and changed into the skirt-suit.
Smiling at herself in the mirror she looked at how she had changed. A little more toned in the arms and legs from the running on the machine. Her hair was longer and it now reached past her shoulders. Her face had filled out a little and if she wasn't mistaken her bust looked slightly bigger. 'Must be the bra' she thought shaking her head. She hadn't taken this much care of her appearance in nearly three months. It felt odd that she was this worried after all they were her family. She wanted to be perfect for Samantha and Mulder. This moment was never going to be forgotten. EVER!
Washington DC
2.30pm
Mulder had dragged the paddling pool out into the front garden and filled it up for Samantha who was busy hurrying around the house looking for her 'new' dolls to take swimming. The dolls were those made for the film based on his and Scully's investigation. Scully's prediction of 'The Lazarus Bowl' tanking it at the box office was correct but it never stopped the merchandise being produced. The previous weekend he had taken Samantha to a local junk store and they had stumbled across the dolls. He was amazed that Samantha had been so taken with them. Barbie dolls in little FBI suits made him smile. They even had the tiniest badges. For now, 'Barbie' Scully and 'Ken' Mulder were going swimming after having borrowed the Malibu Barbie and Ken's swimming outfits!
Before letting Samantha outside Mulder plastered her in waterproof sunscreen. Being of the fair complexion that Scully had he knew she would need it more than he. Samantha was play-acting with the dolls, in the pool, whilst he sat in a deckchair reading the final pages of Scully's journal. Having rolled up his trouser legs Mulder placed his feet into the pool as a way of relaxing in the humidity. The journal was very emotional. She was hurting and it was literally his fault. He'd been away for too long. Samantha interrupted his thoughts as he listened to her new line of play with the dolls.
"Daddy feels a shadow on him when he is reading Mommy's book. He looks up and sees Mommy standing at the end of the path. Daddy looks at Mommy with his mouth open and then he goes to Mommy and kisses her on the lips. Then a spaceship flies away in the sky." Mulder chuckled to himself watching her make the dolls kiss.
"I don't think it will happen like that but it's a nice thought, Sammie." He said softly not wanting to shatter her imagination.
"It sounded fine to me!" Scully interjected.
Mulder felt her shadow fall across his body. He stared for a moment at her heeled black shoes and worked his way up the length of her body, taking in the sight of her ankles, her shapely legs and followed her skirt to her waist. He blinked before continuing his way north. Her tiny waist, the shapely curve of her breasts, that neck and finally the beautiful face he had been missing for three months, give or take a day.
Slowly Mulder stood, dropping the journal into the chair, and walked over to Scully he held her to him for the longest time pressing her body hard against his. She looked up into his eyes and tenderly he bent his head down to meet hers in a deep kiss. Lifting her up off the floor, Mulder made Scully wrap her arms around his neck for support. This was what he had missed the most. The kiss that made the greatest movie kisses look chaste. It was the meeting of two hearts, minds and bodies.
Scully pulled back tenderly as she heard Samantha's voice again.
"Daddy asks Mommy to get married." Scully raised her eyebrow, hoping he didn't.
"Will you?" Mulder whispered in her ear. Scully let go of Mulder's neck as she slowly slipped from his grasp. Her face was a mixture of emotions "Samantha, what does Mommy say? She won't tell me?" Mulder said looking at Samantha before returning his gaze to Scully.
"Yes!" Samantha said ecstatic at the thought of a wedding. Mulder looked at Scully for confirmation, she shook her head.
"Ask me tomorrow evening. Then I'll be able to answer you." She said a deep pain in her heart because she wanted desperately to marry Mulder but was afraid these feelings belonged to the chip. Mulder looked hurt. She didn't blame him. "I'll explain later." She said softly placing her hand on his arm.
Mulder pulled her tight against him. It was then the sky darkened and a rumbling could be felt beneath their feet. Mulder looked up. There were hundreds of spaceships all crossing the sky.
"There goes the alien colony that's been inhabiting Earth." Scully said as Mulder stared at the sky. He glanced down at her. "I've been with them, helping them. They haven't hurt me." As Scully looked up the space ships formed the word 'thank you' before disappearing towards their home planet of Zigoran
Mulder held Scully's face in his hands and kissed her again. It was now that Samantha walked over to them, the dolls left floating in the pool, and she threw her arms around her Mom, her face pressed into Scully's belly. She stiffened momentarily, sensing her Mother's troubles, before looking up at her Mom.
"You will get it taken out won't you Mommy."
"I am, tomorrow, baby. I want to spend tonight with you and Daddy."
"What is she talking about?" Mulder asked as Scully held her daughter tightly against her.
"My chip. I'll explain later. Lets go inside shall we?"
Lifting Samantha into her arms Scully headed for the house, Mulder draped his arm around her waist as the family headed into their home.
