As she sat in his apartment watching him walk through each room, soaking it all in, she still couldn't believe all the things that had happened over the last few months. She has laid the man standing before her to rest only 4 months ago. Now he was alive as ever as he fished through his refrigerator looking for something that hadn't expired. Slowly she pushed herself up from the small couch and joined him in the kitchen. As she approached him he was bent over and at eye level with her belly. He looked at it for a moment and smiled.

"I'm still a bit shocked about that, well, I mean, him." He was now standing up straight and placed a hand on her stomach.

"I know what you mean." She replied as a smile stretched across her face.

"Modern medicine has nothing on us." He said returning the smile.

"Mulder, you have no idea how badly I missed having you here. Going through all of this alone, it was torture. I was the only one at my lamas class with their mother." Tears were beginning to form in her eyes, but the last bit of her comment made her smile a bit. It was sort of comical.

"That's all behind us now. I only want to concentrate on what is ahead of us. We've lost enough time. We've created a miracle, we did it together. It's time to be happy Scully." He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her tightly to him. He smiled when he felt her pregnant belly against his body.

"Scully, what was that?" He asked looking down at her.

"That…that was our son. He's a strong boy Mulder. He's been kicking me around for months now." She smiled up at him as a single tear ran down her check. She carefully placed his hand on her belly directly where the kicking was taking place. She watched as his face shifted in to several different emotions. It was like he had just truly realized what was growing inside of her. When she returned her gaze back to his face she saw that his eyes had filled with tears.

"I think he knows I'm here Scully. I think he just said 'hello daddy' in baby." His eyes were filled with a sense of joy that she had never seen before. He grabbed her tightly in his arms again, this time holding on to her until they baby stopped moving.

Mulder awoke much later that night to the distant sound of a television. As he slowly came to and reached for Scully's body he was alarmed to find her side empty. He got up quickly from the bed and through his tired eyes he made out Scully's figure sitting on the couch in his living room. She looked so cute to him in her maternity pajamas, just her and a bag of Doritos. As he entered the room she looked up at him, a bit embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." She said as she folded the bag of chips closed and set them on the coffee table. He didn't respond, instead he just settled on the couch next to her. She could tell her was tired but knew he wouldn't let her sit alone in the dark. They both looked at each other for a long while. Taking the initiative Mulder gave in and kissed her. It was a very soft and gentle. He had wanted it to be so much more raw and passionate but knew that it wasn't appropriate.

"I've been waiting to kiss your for so long." He said as he grasped her hand in his and held it tightly. She smiled and rested her hand on his cheek.

"I've been waiting too Mulder. Too long." She nuzzled her head on to his chest and closed her eyes.

"C'mon, let's go back to bed." He grabbed her hand and led her through the dark apartment back to their room.

When he awoke the next morning he could feel that Scully was still in the bed with him. He could also tell that she was awake because he heard her flipping through the pages of a book. He rubbed his tired eyes and sat up. He smiled as her saw what she was reading.

"Still haven't picked out a name? I thought you of all people would have a name before the second trimester." He teased her.

"No Mulder, I don't. It's not nearly as easy as you think." She replied, hitting him on his shoulder softly.

"Rest assured that the right name will make itself known to you. One day it will just come to you, and it will be perfect. That's how my mother always defended my name. Just don't name him Fox, its too traumatic." He replied with a smile.