Title: Remember When?: Megan
Author: Jen Zoromski
All other information is the first chapter.
Author's Note: Big huge note at the end of next chapter. Please R&R and of course Enjoy!
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February 20, 2003
Mulder & Scully's Apartment
Bethesda, Maryland
2:02 p.m.
Nine days overdue. A week and two days. Too many hours too count as Scully waddles over to the couch and plops down unceremoniously. Mulder is asleep in the recliner with William curled up against his chest also sleeping.
Scully's huge and ready to pop. Well she was ready to pop February 11th, but the child she is carrying seems to have other plans. Rubbing her massage stomach she lays down and tries to find a comfortable position. Comfort at this stage in the game is somewhat hard to find. She pulls a blanket over her body and grabs the book off the coffee table.
A knock echoes through the apartment.
She looks over at Mulder, hoping he'll wake up.
Nothing.
Another knock.
Still no movement or sign of life from Mulder, aside from the light snoring and the rise and fall of his chest.
Knock.
"Damn," she grumbles trying to pull herself off the couch. It is a lot more complicated than it looks.
"Scully, Mulder you in there?" Doggett yells through the door.
"Yeah, hold on a sec," Scully yells still halfway on the couch -- halfway off -- or at least trying to be halfway off the couch.
Mulder opens his eyes and laughs at the sight in front of him -- Dana Scully trying to roll off the couch without ending up on her back and unable to get up.
"Scully, are ya having some problems?"
"Shut-up Mulder."
"Where are you going?"
"I'm trying to answer the door."
"You could have fooled me."
"This isn't funny, Mulder."
"If you were watching it from this angle you would think it to be rather amusing."
"Mulder!" she barks.
"All right, all right. No need to wake Will up."
Mulder gently puts Will down into the chair and pulls Scully up off the couch.
"Hello?" Doggett says from the other side of the door.
Mulder opens the door with a huge grin on his face, "Hey John, you just missed Scully trying to get off the couch."
Scully glares at Mulder and sits down on the couch rubbing her extremely large abdomen.
Mulder opens the door wider to reveal John and Monica standing on the other side, "Come on in."
They walk into the living room of the apartment and sit down as Mulder moves William into his bedroom to sleep.
"Still no baby?" Monica asks sympathetically.
"No and I don't think I can go on much more like this."
"Wasn't William born early?"
"Yeah almost two weeks early, but his little brother or sister seems to be a stubborn one."
"She must have the Irish Scully blood in her," Mulder says sitting down next to Scully and rubbing circles on her stomach.
"Is it a girl?" Monica asks.
"Mulder thinks it is."
His hand stops rubbing circles when her stomach tightens underneath his hand. Mulder looks up at Scully and notices that she's grimacing.
"What was that?"
"That Mulder was a contraction."
Mulder's face goes white, "Does that mean you're having it, right now?"
"I don't know. I've been feeling kind of crappy all day."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to get your hopes up," Scully replies sheepishly.
"Scully you're nine days late."
"See that's exactly what I'm worried about," she says before biting her lip again as another pain rocks through her body.
Monica jumps up already heading into William's room, "I'll get Will."
"You don't need to hurry. It took a long time to have Will," Scully tries to reassure them all.
Two minutes later another contraction goes through her abdomen.
"Scully?"
"Damn it what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Bethesda Hospital
3:19 p.m.
"Okay, Mrs. Mantle, one more push," the doctor says.
"Mulder!"
"I'm right here, Scully. You're fine."
"I hate you!"
"No you don't. Come on. You can do it."
Scully takes a deep breath in and pushes. Seconds seem like an eternity, but in a blur the doctor is placing the screaming baby on her abdomen as the nurse rubs the child with a towel. Time seems to slow as Scully looks down at the their child -- with reddish hair already on the top of her head -- and then back up at Mulder.
"Oh my God," Mulder whispers, tears in his eyes.
"She's ours," Scully cries. So many sleepless nights of worrying about making it to October and then to the end of her pregnancy. So many days where they wouldn't know if they'd be able to sleep that night. This baby is a testament of what they have fought for. She is proof of their love -- a child conceived on the run -- one who wasn't supposed to be born.
"Mr. Mantle would you like to cut the cord?" the doctor asks.
Mulder nods his head numbly and then proceeds to sever the bond between his daughter and Scully. Tears appear in the corners of his eyes.
A nurse tries to take the baby away from Scully, "I want to hold her."
"We are just going to clean her up and then you can hold her as long as you want."
Mulder follows the nurse as they clean off his daughter and weigh her. Eight pounds and five ounces. A big baby by the means of what Scully's body could have held.
The nurse wraps her in a pink receiving blanket and gently places her into his arms.
"What her name?" the nurse asks.
"Megan," Mulder replies studying the wrinkled face of his infant daughter.
He brings her over to Scully and places the infant into the waiting arms.
"Megan, Mulder?"
"After your mother."
"Hi, Meg, I'm your mommy," Scully says with tears in her eyes.
Mulder grins and plants a huge kiss on Scully's lips, "She was worth it."
"Yes she is."
"Scully I have a confession to make."
"And what's that?" Scully inquires not taking her eyes off of Megan.
"I think our quest is over."
"And why's that?"
"We've found the truth. It has all came down to this and them. Will and Megan."
"You know, Mulder," she smiles up at him, "I couldn't agree more."
TBC
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~Jen
