Chapter Fifteen
Three weeks had passed since Scully's mysterious secret mission. During that time, she was kept busy with being a mother to Emily, her work on the X-files, and her new budding romance with her partner, Fox Mulder. It would seem that once they'd finally given in to their desires, they had become addicted to each other. They were now making up for lost time. After another long passionate romp in bed, Scully got up that next morning to get ready to head to work. Mulder was passed out in bed. He had hit the snooze button on the alarm several times. Scully had to tickle his ribs to help him come awake. "Mulder, we'll be late for work," she warned.
He opened one eye and groaned. "Can't we call in sick?"
"No, Mulder, we can't. My mom's on her way over to watch Emily. Skinner said..."
"Screw Skinner," he responded.
"I'd rather screw you," she said boldly. "And that's exactly why you're so tired. I guess I wore you out last night."
"Why are you up so early, looking all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed? My God, Scully, you look like a beautiful sex goddess."
"A what?" she gasped.
"You're practically glowing. I guess I look good on you."
"You?"
"Yeah," he said as he reluctantly got out of bed and headed toward the shower. She got an eyeful of his muscular package as he left for the bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror, studying her reflection. She did look different. Her eyes were aglow and her skin had the perfect pink tinge. Mulder was right. His love looked good on her. She couldn't have been more happy.
"Mommy," Emily said, coming into the room, carrying her teddy-bear. "Do you have to go to work again? Where's Daddy?"
"Daddy's in the shower, sweetie," Scully said as she snuggled her darling girl. "I'm sorry that your dad and I have to go to work again... but I promise tonight we'll all do something fun. We'll have a movie night. What movie do you want to see?"
"I want a Disney movie and popcorn," said Emily with excitement.
"That sounds great," Scully said as she kissed Emily and set her down gently on the edge of the bed.
A sudden wave of dizziness hit Scully in a rush, making her clutch her aching forehead. "What is it, Mommy? What's wrong? Do you have a headache?"
"Ohhh no, I don't feel so well," Scully as the world spun around her. She could see three of little Emily, her precious child.
Emily looked concerned as Scully had to hold onto edge of the dresser for support. Emily didn't know what to do, but she heard the knock at the door and she thought her grandma might be able to help.
She ran into the living room and opened the door for Maggie. "Hi, Grandma. Something's wrong with Mommy. I think she has a headache - a real bad one," little Emily said. She took Maggie's hand and dragged her off down the hallway.
To Maggie's horror, her daughter Dana was lying on the floor unconscious. "Emily, get the telephone. Call 911!" Maggie said urgently as she ran to Scully's side.
"Dana, wake up!" Maggie cried out.
Little Emily's heart was pounding in fear as she obeyed her grandma's orders. She was scared that she'd lose another Mommy. Her other mommy had gone to Heaven... and she didn't want to lose her new mommy, too.
Emily was on the phone talking to the 911 operator. "My mommy is on the floor. Please save her!" Emily begged.
Hearing frantic voices just outside the bathroom, Mulder walked out, only partially dressed. His skin was drenched with beads of moisture from his shower. "Scully!" he exclaimed as he too rushed to Dana's side.
"What happened?" Mulder asked Maggie.
"I don't know. I just came in... and I found her like this."
Emily reentered the bedroom. "It's okay. The nice lady said the ambulance is coming in just a few minutes," Emily said as she stood in the doorway.
Mulder held out his arms for little Emily. She went into them as a cascade of hot tears rushed down her cheeks.
"Daddy, don't let anything happen to Mommy," the little girl begged.
Mulder kissed the top of Emily's head. "I promise I am gonna take care of her, Em," he said as he gazed down at the woman he loved, feeling helpless and scared.
As they waited for the paramedics, Mulder held Scully's hand. He looked into the frightened eyes of Maggie and Emily. His only hope was that Scully would be okay. He knew he couldn't live without her; she was his precious love.
