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He took a deep breath and pulled me close. I was now leaning my head onto his chest, listening to his heart beat. I'd never get tired of listening to that beat.
"A couple times, I imagined a girl. I thought about how great it would be having two of you running around. But, then, I panicked. I don't know if I could handle two of you," he chuckled, looking down at me to gage my reaction. He gave me a warm smile to let me know he was teasing. "But, really, I saw us having a boy. I thought how great it would be, if he had your eyes and definitely your nose. He'd take after me in the height department, hopefully. I see him with dark hair though. He would've been amazing, Scully," he said with such delight, I nearly sobbed.
"Oh, Mulder. I thought about a boy, too. I imagined his eyes and nose would be mine," I had to laugh at that. It was no joke that Mulder's nose was a little large. "But he'd have your skin coloring and height. And I really saw him having your determination and heart. The way that you never give up. I'd want that quality for my child. I wouldn't mind if he had your sense of humor, too. Girls like that kind of stuff."
We both sat there and thought to ourselves. My hearts were flooding. I know our hearts were broken. We were dreaming. We wouldn't get our happy ending. Dreaming up a child was a recipe for heartbreak. We sat in silence for a few minutes, each taking in each other's words.
"He'd be smart like you, Scully. He'd probably be sporty, but he'd grow up to be a doctor. He'd actually be a vet, no doubt. He would have your temper," he said with absolute certainty. He was probably right too. My stubbornness ran deep.
"Well, let's not pretend that you don't have any flaws, Mulder."
"No, I am not. I break the rules all the time, and I cause trouble everywhere I go. I don't think that'd be hereditary though."
"You'd be a good dad. You can still be a dad, if you wanted to. Your options aren't exhausted," I mentioned, with some sadness to my tone. I didn't want my infertility to stop Mulder from having his own children. I'd understand. It'd hurt, but I would fully support him, in time.
"Not without you, Scully."
"But-," I interjected.
"Not without you. I don't want to do any of that without you. Okay. It wouldn't be the same. We're partners, Scully. In everything we do, were partners. Whenever you're ready."
"Whenever I am ready," I asked. I was confused, somewhat. What was I going to be ready for? Are we talking about what I think we are talking about? There's no way to know without coming right out and asking. I've already exposed myself too much tonight, though.
"You'll know when you're there, Scully. Just trust yourself. I'm not going anywhere."
If Mulder trust that I'll know when I know, than I suppose I will know. I am almost certain I am getting close. There are a few more things that I need to work through. I am a scientist. I need my cold, hard facts. I don't like change. And, I certainly don't like making rash decisions. My end results have got to be spot on. There would be no going back. That thought alone terrified me.
"Thank you for coming over tonight. I am feeling much better, Mulder."
"Do you want me to leave," he asked, not wanting to overstay his welcome. But, I couldn't imagine being alone tonight.
"Of course not. I was going to ask if you wanted to watch a movie and order some food. The take out menus are over there. Order for me. You know what I like, since you're so observant," I joked, but that statement had a little bit of truth to it.
"See, we even sound like an old married couple. You telling me what to do and me obeying."
I laughed, delighted. I didn't know where this was going, but I liked it. This was my favorite Mulder. I wouldn't trade him in for anything.
"So, this is what the rest of my life will look like," I smarted, feeling bold.
"I mean, pretty much."
"Well, Mulder, I suppose I could do worse," I sassed back. I have done worse. Mulder was far from perfect, but he loved me, and he'd never intentionally hurt me. He was my best friend.
"Scully, you could have anyone you want. You most certainly could do better, but as long as you don't figure out you're way out of my league, we should be fine."
I know I turned about five shades of red. Damn him. "Thank you, Mulder. For everything."
"Always. How does Chinese sound? Are you thinking you need something spicy or sweet?"
"I think sweet."
"Two sweet and sour chickens coming up. I'll even throw in some wantons, because it's been a hard day. We can even watch Steel Magnolias, if you need it."
I walked up to him, grabbed his hand, and laced my fingers through his. A perfect fit. My tiny hand to his large hand always made me feel safe. Slipping my hand into his always settled me.
"Mulder, you're my person too."
He nodded, already knowing. I pressed my forehead to his chest and felt him place a kiss on my head. I'd never get over the fact that I was barren, but Mulder made it a little more bearable. God, I really wanted a baby with him.
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