Still, Scully, Mulder and the X-Files belong to Chris Carter, it they belonged to me; I would reopen the X-Files.
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Chapter Three
Don't Give Up
Closing the door behind her, she leaned heavily on the doorframe for a long moment, taking a fast breath and letting it out though her nose, shortly after. Closing her eyes she breathed deeply a few times. Recollecting, she started towards the elevator, her feet unsteady under her, making it hard to walk at a normal pace. The distance between her office and the elevator had grown since her lunch break; it felt like, it would take her forever to close the distance.
Finally, inside the elevator, she pushed the key that would let the elevator take her to the lab floor, fortunately she was alone. It crossed her mind; that even the lab was at a higher level than their office; the X-File office would never win a popularity contest in the Bureau. A memory of another time in this elevator came into her mind; she had been standing here, when Mulder revealed he already knew, she couldn't conceive and that he knew, because he had her stolen ova.
She had felt betrayed and violated, both by Mulder and men performing the tests on her. She had fought to catch her breath on her way up with the elevator, scared of the possibility of a childless future, and scared that Mulder, one day, would want what she couldn't give him. She had fought her fright that day, stayed in the fight. Today, she was, if possibly, more frightened than ever, now, she knew what she had to loose, not just a vague thought of it.
Slowly, the elevator doors reopened, impatiently, she steeped out only to find her legs, again, turning into jelly. Fighting back the tears forming in her eyes and blocking out any thoughts, she steered her legs into the direction of the lab, she could do this!
"Agent Scully?" A younger man called.
"Yes" She offered her hand.
"I'm agent Hansen" His smile exposed his blinding white teeth; he was not the arc type of someone, she would expect to find in the FBI labs. Her analytic mind scanned him fast, hair was blond and thick, eyes were clear blue, his chest broad and he appeared to be in excellent physic shape. He was way too handsome to work in the FBI lab, she managed to think, before she remembered her manners.
"Nice to meet you, you have some results for me, you said on the phone."
Meeting his eyes again, she saw she hadn't been the only one to evaluate the person before her, approval was reflected in his smile and stare. She guessed agent Hansen was a few years older than she was. He hadn't been working here six years ago, she would've noticed.
"Yes, I've run the tests you asked me. I don't know what you wanted me to look for. "Awaiting her explanation, he paused, when she offered none, he continued, "the DNA test matches yours and agent Mulder's, there's a 99.9 percent chance you're the parents of this boy, pretty sure I'll say." He smiled broadly, unsure of why, she doubted the parenthood of her own child.
Covering her eyes with her hand, Scully took a private moment, relief washed over her and relaxed her muscles and made breathing easier. Removing her hand, she looked up at agent Hansen, "thank you" her radiant smile took his breath away.
"And the other tests?" She dared asking.
"They are fine, no evidence of cancer, blood defects or other abnormalities. He seems to be a healthy boy. I've kept some blood for you as you requested, you'll be running more tests?"
She understood his puzzlement, "yes, just a few. A mother's concern you can call it." She smiled apologizing; she had only asked him to do the simple tests. Knowing, she would get the results faster this way, she had handed in the blood samples a few days ago. The last tests searching for the alien DNA and mutations of William's blood would she only entrust upon herself.
"I haven't seen you before?" agent Hansen asked with real interest in his eyes.
"No, no I've been away for some years. I used to work here six years ago. It's my first day back." The charming light in his eyes made her more open to conversation than usually.
"Which department are you assigned to?" Reaching into his pocket, he found a bag of candy, "care for a piece of Danish liquorice, it's salty."
Looking down in the bag, she chose a piece shaped as a sea shelter, "thank you. I work with the X-Files" she smiled.
"Huh, never heard of it." He shrugged.
"Yeah, it's been shut down for the past six years. " For no reason, she was still standing in the lab, enjoying their small conversation.
"Well, I would've though you were medical trained, since you said, you would be running some test on your own?"
"I'm a medical doctor, I…"
"Scully?" she was interrupted by the approach of Mulder, "I got worried." Seeing her, he relaxed visibly.
"Everything okay?" He asked
"Everything is fine, Mulder. I was just talking to agent Hansen, who has run the tests, I asked for." She waved her hand in the direction of agent Hansen.
Turning, Mulder offered his hand to the agent, noticing the disappointed glimmer in the agent's eyes, he smirked, "Fox Mulder, nice to meet you, agent Hansen."
Agent Hansen shook Mulder's hand lightly, "you're also new here?" two pair of eyes studied each other, thoroughly.
"I'm with agent Scully… working at the X-Files. It's our first day." Mulder saw the questions in agent Hansen's face, but chose to ignore them.
"Good news, huh, Scully?" turning to his partner, Mulder placed a hand on the lower part of her back, leading her to the door.
Stopping in the hall outside the lab, she leaned softly into his body, placing a gentle, small kiss on his lips, remembering the Federal rules, she broke the kiss quickly. "The best of news, William is our son and he's fine. I still have to run a few more tests, but he's fine."
In relief, he hugged her tightly just as the door behind them re-opened and a surprised agent Hansen stood before them. Never breaking his eye contact with agent Hansen, Mulder released Scully and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Unaware of the presence of another agent, Scully stepped a few steps back and walked directly into agent Hansen, swiftly, turning her head in the direction of whom she had bumped into, she blushed lightly "Pardon me, agent Hansen."
"No problem" the agent smiled down at her.
Tilting her head, she frown at Mulder, before she headed down the hall, when he caught up with her she said, "thanks for the warning, Mulder."
"Well, he didn't seem to mind you invading his personal space."
"Huh, does Phoebe have a theory about the deaths?" Ignoring his pouting, she stared straight ahead.
"No, she doesn't, but I think we need to go to South Dakota later this week. Phoebe is calling the field office there to bring Two Feathers in."
"Two Feathers?" She asked.
"Also known as Jim Casey, the man who ran the sweat lodge in England. For some reason, they would have attended another one, the day after their deaths, run by someone else, Flying Eagle."