Ok I know this is short, but it's late and I just wanted to keep this story moving. It's not the best chapter but I had to show the transition in time. I've had a bit to drink so it might not be the best grammar or spelling. Oops.

Mission accomplished.

She had gone far beyond her own expectations, and he seemed to be rather pleased as well. Now they both lie in a state of complete exhaustion. Their bodies both red like wine from grabbing, pulling, and needing at each other's skin like there was no tomorrow. She laid collapsed top of his, her breaths slowing steadily as relaxation and satisfaction took over her body. His hands still slid over her moist back. Between their self made heat and the heat that already existed in the room they had worked themselves sweaty. As she regained her composure and sat up slowly, she felt her skin peel away from his. He was still inside of her, not wanting to ever leave the comfort that they had created for each
other. When she got up off of the bed he grunted in disapproval.

"I'm just going to take a shower.' She reassured him. He rolled over on his side and watched her body as she walked in to the bathroom. As she leaned down to turn on the water, she looked over at him.

"I think there is room for two in here if you're interested." She suggested with the same devilish grin she had shown him before. He didn't take much convincing.

One Week Later

It had been the best news in the world, yet the reality of the situation hit her harder then any sense of joy ever could. In the past 12 hours she had gained everything and lost it all. In a blink of an eye all that meant anything to her was taken away, and she was given everything she had ever wanted out of life. Now, as she lie quietly in her hospital bed all alone all of these thoughts flooded her memories.

"Never give up on a miracle." His words echoed time and time again through her conscience. It hurt her o much that he wasn't there to share in the joyous news with her. He was her backbone and she was now spineless. She should have been rejoicing and praising the high heavens, but instead she found herself completely unable to speak. A life was growing inside of her, something she never thought could have happened. It was too good to be true. She was not one to count her chickens before they hatched.

Life went on, it had too. Every morning she woke up with the same mission in mind, to find him. Not only did she need him back, but the life growing inside of her also did. Some mornings she found it physically impossible to get up. The only thing that kept her going was the responsibility she felt to keep searching for the truth, that and her new partner. He was so different then Mulder, a complete opposite. She was now the teacher and he the pupil. Every time she suggested something out of the ordinary, he doubted her. She had never thought about how Mulder must have felt when she did that to him. Every time she doubted him and every time he was right.

"Good morning Agent Scully." He greeted her the same way every morning.

"Agent Dogget." She responded dryly. Ever since her pregnancy she had not been much of a morning person.

"How is everyone?" He asked with a smile on his face as he looked at the small belly that now grew out of her small frame. He was a warm and caring man, but did not let everyone see that side of him.

"Alright, I've had better days." She responded as she rested her hand on her small belly. She often found herself doing this, she still couldn't believe it was real.

"Skinner called just before you came in, he wants to speak with us about a new case."