Title: Remember When?: What?

Author: Jen Zoromski

All other info is in the first chapter.

Author's Note: Thanks so much for all of the great reviews. You guys are awesome and keep me writingJ Hope you guys are starting to figure this out…hehe…Thanks and here's another chapter! Enjoy!

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July 9, 2002

Middle of Nowhere

5:12 a.m.

Five sleeping bags are spread out on the grassy plain. Looking around at the terrain you'd have to think that they were somewhere in the Midwest or in the southern part of Canada and it is already starting to feel humid out.

Everyone else is asleep as Scully stares out at the vastness of the land. They say that right before the sun comes up is the coldest part of the night. The temperature is near sixty degrees and she is already down to a tank top and shorts -- not even cold. She silently watches as William sleeps in between her and Mulder. His blond hair is splayed over his pillow and he looks angelic.

Scully then looks at Monica and John. They are snuggled close to one another, searching for a type of warmth. This is the sixth night in a row that they've felt it was too unsafe to stay in a motel. Everything that they possess now can fit into the Ford Explorer that they traded for the car they had back in May.

In another half an hour pink and orange will start to stretch across the sky. Right now the stars are still somewhat visible, but the sky is starting to get lighter.

Scully is still extremely warm and doesn't feel well, but she doesn't want to alert the rest of the group into waking up well before they wanted or needed to.

They had another five hundred mile journey in front of the them. Scully smirks at the thought that they are actually heading out to where everything between Mulder and her started. Their first case out in Oregon. Although its hard to believe that in the last month they've crisscrossed across the country and now are sitting somewhere in Colorado after having seen the Lake Superior in Minnesota, going across the Dakotas and then down to Nebraska and over towards Ohio before cutting down and going back west. A trip that would have taken two days took them some sixty odd days.

A wave of nausea sweeps over Scully and she stumbles to get up -- trying to get away from the group. She succeeds in making over to where a small bunch of trees is before she throws up whatever she had eaten from the night before.

Mulder wakes with a start and looks over to Scully's sleeping bag. She's not there. He starts to panic and looks around. Then he sees her hunched over next to a few trees.

He gets up silently and heads over to her side.

"Scully, what's the matter?" he whispers.

"I don't know, Mulder," she replies, grimacing. It is much unlike her normal self to show any kind of emotion or pain.

"Scully?" Mulder inquires concerned.

"I'm fine," she tells him trying to walk past him, but the dizziness returns and she nearly falls over. Mulder catches her.

"You don't seem fine."

"I just really dizzy all of the sudden, especially with this headache. I can't even see straight."

"There's some Tylenol in the Explorer."

Scully nods, but doesn't move. She sinks down next to the tree. Mulder nods his head, "All right then I guess I'll go get it," he tells her trying to lighten her up a bit.

She just nods and puts her head into her hands. Scully hasn't felt this awful in a long time and it just all came on at once. But then she starts to think back to the last week or two -- last week she felt dizzy when she and Monica were walking through the aisles in Wal-Mart stocking up on their weekly supplies and just a few days ago she remembered having a horrible headache.

Mulder returns with the Tylenol and a bottle of water.

"Here, Scully."

She takes the pills and the water, gulps them down. He sits down next to her putting his arm around her.

"I feel horrible."

"You look pale."

Scully rubs her temples trying to tame the pounding in her head. It is starting to get duller, but she can still feel the blood pounding in her head, hear it against her ear drums.

"How long have you felt sick?" Mulder whispers.

"This just came on all at once," she replies trying not to mention the other two incidents that she can remember.

"Just once?" Mulder eyes her skeptically.

"Maybe a few more times."

"How long?"

"A week or so --"

"You're going to a doctor."

"Mulder, I am a doctor."

"Yeah. We'll find one in town."

"Mulder, I'm fine."

"Have you been having nosebleeds?"

"I don't remember," she replies. But he knows her too well, he knows all of the Scully 'I'm fine' phrases and this 'I'm fine' along with the way she's acting doesn't convince him.

"Have you?"

"I had one a few nights ago, but its because of the high altitude," Scully tells him coming up with an explanation.

"Scully, you need to see a doctor," Mulder tells her concerned.

She shakes her head.

"You need --"

"No!"

"Scully?"

"I don't want to go to a doctor and have him tell me that I only have two months left to live. I can't go through that again. And this time we have no resources to save me. We're on our own."

"There's hope, Scully," Mulder tells her softly.

"What if there's not?"

"We found William didn't we? We are back with two people who we never thought we'd see again. I think there's a lot of hope."

"And what about the end of the world, Mulder? We've been searching for two months to find a solution and yet we have nothing. Do you know how many years it will take to vaccinate everyone against the coming apocalypse? And we have yet to figure out what that vaccination is. We only have ten years left."

"Scully you are such the optimist," Mulder says playfully.

"I've seen too many things fall apart, too many things go wrong to be optimistic about hopeless situations."

They're quiet for a long time and then Scully looks over to Mulder.

"All right," she says softly, "I'll go to the doctor."

Mercy Clinic

July 9, 2002

10:13 a.m.

Mulder sits next to her nervously. He thinks the cancer has returned. Taking her hand into his own he strokes it, trying to reassure himself as he was reassuring her.

A bubbly young doctor walks into the room and smiles at the couple sitting in front of him. They do not return the favor.

"Well Mister and Misses Mantle I ran a few tests and it appears to me that everything is fine here with Kate, except --"

"Except what?" Mulder inquires still sitting on pins and needles.

"We did find something," the doctor tells them.

The color in Scully's face drains out leaving her staring at the doctor in disbelief. They'd found something. Great. Just when their life was starting to look bearable they've found something.

Mulder glares at the doctor, "Would you like to share with us what you found?"

"It's a tumor isn't it? I'm going to die," Scully bursts.

"No, Mrs. Mantle, you don't have a tumor and you're not going to die."

"Well then what the hell did you find?" Scully asks becoming angry at this doctor who was enjoying his job now.

"Congratulations, folks," he says smiling at them.

"What?" Scully asks confused, "I don't follow."

"You're pregnant."

TBC

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More to come! Please R&R!

~Jen