Scully, to his great relief, believed Mulder. However, she wouldn't go for
taking the baby out early. Instead, they agreed on taking the tumor
out. That way if anything happen to her and the chip backfired, they could
Get still get the baby out. Mulder wasn't happy AT ALL about risking
Scully's life, but Scully didn't want to risk taking the baby out too early
and having it die.The surgery was tomorrow and they were settling her in
the hospital now. Mulder promised to stay with her, he had a slight feeling
that she had come to fear hospitals slightly over the years. Mulder held
tight to her hand and no matter how many nurses suggested that she would be
fine
and he could go home he didn't budge. As soon as Scully fell asleep he
started to feel his own eyelids grow heavy and leaned his head on the edge
of the bed. He was once again at the graves of the three most important
women in his life, one of whom, was standing in front of him.
"Where am I daddy?"
"What do you mean where are you?"
"Where am I? Where you are now?"
"With your grandmother..."
"And the date?"
Emily's face faded away slower this time and Mulder jolted awake. He looked around confused and then looked at his watch. Then realized the date. March thirty-first... that was the day Emily died. It was a shame because he figured out what was wrong with her and how to fix it but they didn't have enough time. Mulder figured if he got there before her worse symptoms started, he could get her help in time. He decided not to wake Scully but told one of the nurses if she woke in search of him to tell her that he went to check in on Em and see how bad she was torturing her mom. Mulder raced to Scully's mom's house and when he got there Em only had the cough. He was grateful.
"Hey bug-a-boo!"
"Daddy!"
"Did they change their minds? Can I go to the hospital and see mommy!"
"Kind of..."
Mulder figured he wasn't really lying to her. She jumped into his arms. Emily made a face like she had just remembered something and turned in His arms.
"Oh, bye Gram!"
Mulder heard the rasp in her voice and she coughed some more on his shoulder. He winced and then buckled her into her car seat.
"Why are we driving so fast daddy?"
"I want some doctors to check you out Emmie; before we see mommy."
"Why?"
"Cause my bug-a-boo has a cough and from what I can hear a soar throat, and I don't like it when she's in pain."
Mulder made a painful-looking, sympathetic face in the mirror that made Emily laugh. The rest of the car ride was silent. Mulder was deep in his own thoughts trying to remember the name of Scully's doctor friend that she had gone to school with that tried to help before. Of course he wouldn't know Mulder, but Mulder could tell him about Scully and that Emily was their daughter. Then another loud, raspy cough from the back seat and broke him from his thoughts. When he stared into the back through the mirror he saw a painful look flash across Emily's face. Seeing his child's pain stricken face made him press his foot down a bit harder. Then he whirled back into his thoughts. *Did I really just refer to her as my child?* Mulder was then broken from his thoughts again by another raspy cough and more pressure was applied to the pedal as he looked at another pain stricken expression from the back.
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Well this is the first chapter up that's been beta-ed or whatever lol sorry it took so long... I slept over my friends house yesterday... god that makes me sound so young... well truth is I'm only 14... lol guess I am... I was thinking before... I wonder how old you guys are... cause I feel so young but I wonder if maybe you guys are my age... although you might not be... I don't know. Anyways read and review!
"Where am I daddy?"
"What do you mean where are you?"
"Where am I? Where you are now?"
"With your grandmother..."
"And the date?"
Emily's face faded away slower this time and Mulder jolted awake. He looked around confused and then looked at his watch. Then realized the date. March thirty-first... that was the day Emily died. It was a shame because he figured out what was wrong with her and how to fix it but they didn't have enough time. Mulder figured if he got there before her worse symptoms started, he could get her help in time. He decided not to wake Scully but told one of the nurses if she woke in search of him to tell her that he went to check in on Em and see how bad she was torturing her mom. Mulder raced to Scully's mom's house and when he got there Em only had the cough. He was grateful.
"Hey bug-a-boo!"
"Daddy!"
"Did they change their minds? Can I go to the hospital and see mommy!"
"Kind of..."
Mulder figured he wasn't really lying to her. She jumped into his arms. Emily made a face like she had just remembered something and turned in His arms.
"Oh, bye Gram!"
Mulder heard the rasp in her voice and she coughed some more on his shoulder. He winced and then buckled her into her car seat.
"Why are we driving so fast daddy?"
"I want some doctors to check you out Emmie; before we see mommy."
"Why?"
"Cause my bug-a-boo has a cough and from what I can hear a soar throat, and I don't like it when she's in pain."
Mulder made a painful-looking, sympathetic face in the mirror that made Emily laugh. The rest of the car ride was silent. Mulder was deep in his own thoughts trying to remember the name of Scully's doctor friend that she had gone to school with that tried to help before. Of course he wouldn't know Mulder, but Mulder could tell him about Scully and that Emily was their daughter. Then another loud, raspy cough from the back seat and broke him from his thoughts. When he stared into the back through the mirror he saw a painful look flash across Emily's face. Seeing his child's pain stricken face made him press his foot down a bit harder. Then he whirled back into his thoughts. *Did I really just refer to her as my child?* Mulder was then broken from his thoughts again by another raspy cough and more pressure was applied to the pedal as he looked at another pain stricken expression from the back.
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Well this is the first chapter up that's been beta-ed or whatever lol sorry it took so long... I slept over my friends house yesterday... god that makes me sound so young... well truth is I'm only 14... lol guess I am... I was thinking before... I wonder how old you guys are... cause I feel so young but I wonder if maybe you guys are my age... although you might not be... I don't know. Anyways read and review!