Title: Amore Cieco
Author: sitarra
email: All okay
Classification: S,R,H
Keywords: MSR
Rating: R
Spoilers: This one focuses on Requiem but in my world there's no abduction and there never will be.
Summary: MSR
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: I know this has been done before but now I'm doing it.
Progress: WIP

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La profezia diventa realtà

Mulder grumbled all the way to the restaurant. Scully continued to ignore him.

"Do I have to be here? Shouldn't this be just your family time?"

"Mulder, mom specifically said you were to be here. She considers you family and so do I. You'll have to tell her yourself if you want to leave," she told him, knowing he could never turn down her mom.

"You play dirty, Scully. It's enough torture knowing Bill will be here."

"Suck it up, Mulder." She spotted her brother's tall frame near the back of the restaurant. She squeezed Mulder's hand and dragged him off the table.

Bill was the first to see the couple. His eyes narrowed at the sight of their clasped hands.

Maggie put a hand on her son's arm. "Be nice, Bill. You're going to have to get rid of your hatred for Fox. He's in your sister's life permanently," she advised, getting up to welcome the smiling couple. But she knew Fox's smile was only show.

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vertignosi

'An hour down, who knows how long to go,' Mulder thought, subtly glancing at his watch while he played with the bottom of his glass. He left the majority of the talking to Scully, only talking when questions pertained to him. So far, Bill had been civilized, hardly acknowledging Mulder let alone talking to him. That was more than fine with him.

"Is Charlie coming for Memorial Day weekend?" Scully asked her mom, watching Mulder out of the corner of her eye.

"As far as I know. All of your cousins are coming too."

"That's good. It didn't feel right without them last year."

"You guys celebrate Memorial Day?" Mulder spoke up. Scully turned her full attention to him.

"Well, now it's more of an excuse to get the family together." He just nodded and prayed he wasn't included. Especially after the look Bill gave him.

Ten minutes later he was praising any and all gods that dinner was over. He would have been fine if it was just Mrs. Scully but when Bill was included, it put a big damper of his night.

'Maybe I can convince Scully to give me a back rub.'

Mulder was the first to stand. He was also the first to notice Scully waver as she stood.

"Dana, are you all right?" her mother asked worriedly.

But Scully brushed it off. "I'm fine. I just stood up too fast."

Maggie eyed her daughter suspiciously but seemed to accept it. Mulder made sure to keep an arm on her back. Something told Maggie something big was about to happen.

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preoccupanti

"There is never anything good on on a Sunday," Mulder declared, turning off the TV. It was ten o'clock and he was bored out of his mind. He'd bother Scully but she'd threatened bodily harm if he did.

Sighing deeply he moved off the couch. He hesitantly made his way to the kitchen. Scully was fully absorbed in her reports for work.

He loosely wrapped his arms around her shoulders, causing her to pausing mid sentence.

He kissed her cheek. "I'm going to take a shower. I'm bored out of my mind."

"Okay; I'll be in shortly. I'm almost done." He gave her another kiss before moving to the bedroom.

He took his time showering; there was no need to hurry. His mind drifted to Scully. She'd been getting dizzy spells ever since that Thursday night when they had dinner with her mom. It was actually starting to scare him but every time she brushed it aside, telling him there was no need to worry. If it happened one more time, he was going to have to play his cards. He never did like it when she was sick, not even a cold.

He was pleased to see a half hour had gone by when he got out. He took his time toweling him and his hair dry, smiling to himself when he passed the small scratches she had branded him with last night. It certainly wasn't the first time and it wasn't going to be the last.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and moved to the bedroom. He glanced back to the kitchen, seeing Scully still at work. He quickly put on blue checkered flannel pajama pants and a blue T-shirt. He didn't bother to turn any other lights on, leaving only a bedside lamp on.

He slipped under the covers, his body falling to the mattress in relief. His muscles ached in protest for a few minutes, a grimace coming to his face. He released a long breath after the pain left and rested deeper into the mattress.

He must've blanked out because the next thing he felt was the bed dipping to announce another presence.

Scully cuddled up next to him, molding her frame to his. He recognized the action as distress. She never held him that tight. He put his arm around her, rubbing her back gently.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He took her hand in his, almost pulling back when he felt how cold it was. "You're freezing cold."

"I can't get warm," she told him, pressing her body firmly against his.

"You want one my sweatshirts?" he offered. She nodded and released him long enough to retrieve one.

He opened a drawer and looked back at her. "You comfortable in what you have one or do you want me to get you something else?"

"I'm comfortable. Just the sweatshirt."

He picked his biggest and baggiest sweatshirt, mostly because it was the warmest but also because she was extremely attached to it.

He slipped it over her head, noticing the way her body shook. He settled her under the covers and turned off the lamp before wrapping his arms around her.

"Thank you," she muttered into his chest. Her hands clutched at his shirt, her shaking subsiding.

"Feeling warmer?"

"Much."

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Scully, I want you to see a doctor."

"Mulder…"

"Don't argue with me, Scully. You've been this way for a week now. It's scaring me. You're seeing a doctor, even if I have to drag you there myself," he threatened.

She was quiet for a moment and he figured she was going to protest but what came out of her mouth instead surprised him.

"Okay, I'll call first thing tomorrow morning."

"Would you mind if I came with you?"

She surprised him again when she laughed. "No, I wouldn't mind. I'd probably feel better if you were with me."

"Good, now let's get some sleep. I have a feeling it's going to be a long day tomorrow."

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nervosi

Scully fiddled with Mulder's fingers as she waited to hear her mane called. They'd been lucky in getting an appointment so early but now her nerves were at an all time high. She hadn't even been examined yet and she was already nervous about what the doctor was going to say.

"Relax, Scully," Mulder murmured next to her. "It'll be fine."

"Then why am I so nervous?"

"It's a doctor's office. Everyone's nervous in a doctor's office."

She just groaned softly in frustration and rested her head against his shoulder. His fingers flexed around hers, getting a better grip. His arm went around her shoulder, rubbing gently to calm her down. It seemed to work… for a minute.

"Dana Scully?"

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scioccanti

"I just don't understand why we had to come back to get the results," Mulder complained to Scully, walking around the doctor's personal; office.

"Some tests take a while," she shrugged.

"How come you're so calm?"

She shrugged again. "It's not the first time I've had to come back for results. Mulder, come sit down."

He did as she asked, pulling his chair close to hers. Her eyes caught his. He flashed a smile at her, making her smile. Her hand sought his and he brushed strands of hair from her face.

He kissed her gently. "I love you," he whispered.

She smiled. "I love you, too."

"Why are you so calm now and I'm a mess?"

"because I feel better now that I've been examined. It's in the hands of the doctor now."

"I'd still be nervous."

"Well, if you don't stop talking you're going to make me nervous."

He smiled sheepishly. He kissed her again, his way of apologizing lately.

"Hey now, none of that in my office."

The couple smiled guiltily at one another, their eyes finding the doctor.

"Sorry, sometimes we just can't help ourselves," Mulder told h the doctor, his eyes immediately going to the folder she held.

"So what's the news?" Scully asked, feeling Mulder's grip tighten.

Dr. Meizer took her time. She settled herself at her desk, opening the file in front of her. "I must say, I was quite surprised, Dana. I've never known this to happen."

Scully's grip tightened this time. "What is it? Is it bad?"

"It's not the cancer is it?" Mulder voiced.

Dr. Meizer shook her head. "No, it's actually quite good."

"What is it?" Scully asked, becoming impatient.

"Congratulations, you're pregnant."

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amore

"Mulder, you're going to have to say something eventually," Scully's voice said, penetrating his thoughts. "You think you're shocked? I think I'm in denial."

Scully watched Mulder remove his jacket slowly, his eyes staring straight ahead. He'd hardly said anything since they left the doctor's office. She saw the elation in his eyes though when he saw for himself the results of her test.

She knew he was happy. He had to be, right? They'd had numerous talks about children before. He knew how bad she wanted his child. Didn't he? What if it was just talk on his part? What if it was the last thing he wanted?

He could see her getting angry. For what reasons he didn't know but he knew it had something to do with him. She was probably worried why he hadn't said anything yet. Truth was he was in shock. She was actually going to have his child. He didn't think he'd ever been so happy before. It felt like all his dreams and fantasies coming true at the same time.

He managed to step up to her without her noticing him, apparently too lost in her own thoughts. He pressed their bodies together, his words coming to him.

"Where'd you go, Scully?"

"What? Oh, sorry. I was thinking."

He was glad she allowed him to kiss her. He moved his mouth against hers slowly, hoping to express his happiness to her. He wanted nothing more than to stay in that moment forever.

He pressed his forehead against hers. "I don't think I've ever been so happy, Scully," he whispered, holding her tight.

"Really?" He nodded with a beautiful smile.

"It's just all so overwhelming," she told him. "I never expected this."

All he could do was smile at her. At least she knew how he felt now.

"Is this a dream?" her timid voice asked. His eyes were captivating, they sparkled wildly. When he shook his head, she fell into his arms. She cuddled close to him, feeling tears threatening to fall. She kept in the hysterical laughter she could feel coming on. Mulder held her so tight she was worried he'd break something but she didn't care. She was too happy to care. He was happy and that's all that mattered to her.

She pulled back to look in his eyes. They were still shining. She knew if she looked in the mirror she'd see the same thing in her eyes.

"I love you."

She smiled wide. "I love you, too."

He kissed her gently, his lips lightly brushed hers. "what do you say we go in the bedroom and celebrate?"

"I think that sounds very appealing."

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ardenti

Scully bustled around the kitchen in a hurry grabbing necessary items. Mulder would have offered to help but she'd already shooed him out once.

Her mother was coming over for dinner and Scully wasn't quite all that happy about it. It had been set for a week but that was before she found out the happy news. She wanted to spend the evening curled up with Mulder lounging in his arms. She wanted to spend the evening kissing him and never stopping. She wanted to spend the evening loving him. As much as she loved her mom, she did not want to spend the evening with her.

She felt secure arms wrap around her waist causing her to stop her cooking. She knew what he was doing. How he could read her so well she would never know.

"Mulder, thank you but I really have to focus," she tried to tell him.

"if you have to focus, why are you thinking about a million things right now?"

"Because I have a million things on my mind to think about."

He turned her around to make her stop. Before she could protest, he placed a finger over her lips. "I want you to take a deep breath and relax. She doesn't have to know today. We can tell her months from now."

Scully smiled and kissed his finger. "I think she would know by then. But it's not that. I'm nervous about what she'll say when we do tell her," she confessed.

"Why? Is it something bad?"

"Mom is… strict in her values. Some values she's more lenient on and others are big no's when it come to her children. As happy of news it is, I'm still nervous as to what her reaction will be."

He pressed his forehead against hers. "You're a grown woman. She can't control your life anymore," he pointed out.

"I know but I'm still Catholic. I'm still expected to abide by the rules. Think of it as the law. Oh wait, that's right. You don't follow the rules or pay attention to the law."

He squeezed her tight, glad to see she was relaxing. He looked deep into her eyes, mystified by the love he saw there. He still couldn't believe she loved him. And now she was having his child.

"She'll be happy. And do you know why? Because this news is long overdue."

She rested her forehead on his chest and wrapped her arms around him. "I hope so."

A knock on the door startled them, bringing them out of their utopia.

"Time to face the music," Mulder joked. He moved to open the door and put a smile on for Mrs. Scully. Pleasantries were exchanged between the two, Mulder trying to stall for Scully so she could gather her nerves.

Time would've had to slow down for him to see how quickly Mrs. Scully made her assessment.

"Oh, my God, you're pregnant."

Scully's head snapped up to look at her mother. She blinked a few times to assess what had happened. Her throat went dry, her words flew out of her head. Was it written on her forehead?

"What?" she gapped. Her mother moved toward her, awe written on her face.

"you're pregnant," she repeated. "I can see it in your face."

"How?" She mentally chastised herself for the one word questions she was giving.

Maggie took Scully's hands in hers and held them tight. Scully shifted her gaze at her mother's scrutiny.

"You look different, more beautiful. Your eyes are sparkling with elation. Can you see it, Fox?"

Mulder stepped forward, thinking it was more wise to stay back. He studied his lover, already knowing the differences in her. He'd pointed them out to her not long ago.

He cleared his throat. "Yes, I can actually." Scully shot him a look that told him to shut up. He wisely obeyed.

Scully turned her attention back to her mom. She cleared her throat as well.

"We, uh, we just found out today. Nine weeks along. It was a pleasant shock. I think I'm still in denial," she explained.

She watched her mother's eyes light up by her smile. She felt the relief flood her veins when Maggie pulled her into a hug.

"I'm so happy for you, Dana," she murmured in Scully's ear. She locked eyes with Mulder, mouthing 'I love you' before turning her attention back to her mom.

Maybe her mother could be accepting after all.

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Additional Author's Note: Let's just pretend there was no alien involvement and by some freak occurrence she can get pregnant. We all know that's what we really wanted.

"The difference between possible and impossible lies in a person's determination."

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