I Feel Betrayed

Part 3

by Trycee

Timeline: Season 8 between episodes after Dead Alive, starting from Three Words and ending before Vienen when Mulder makes a simple statement of acknowledgement of the baby.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, it is owned by Chris Carter. This is written for fun not profit.

I didn't sleep a wink that night again. I got up and showered and dressed in a suit. I was pleased to see my car had been parked for me outside in my old parking spot. I knew Scully had made all the arrangements including having my house phone turned back on. I drove over to her apartment building, it looked the same as usual but I saw the Gunmen's van parked out front and I knew they must be in there.

I knocked and was greeted with Froehike's munchkin-looking ass. He smiles at me and I smile back.

"You know, it's really not fair. You've been dead for six months and you still look better than me. But not by much," he says as he hugs me tightly around the waist.

I laugh and hug him back. I've missed them. I knew they couldn't visit me in the hospital with all the FBI agents and doctors who were trying to explain my sudden re-admittance to life and so I was happy to see them. I chuckle a little. They at least hadn't changed.

"Melvin. I'd be a whole lot happier to see you if you'd just take your hands off my ass."

Froehike suddenly notices what he's been gripping. "Sorry."

Suddenly I'm bombarded with Byer's and Langley. It's good to see them.

"I think it goes without saying that we're all, uh, tremendously relieved.", Byers said shaking my hand.

"And not just because we got big questions about your involvement in a certain … blessed event," Langley said, glancing over to Scully.

Say what? I look over to Scully confused. She glances at me quickly but turns her head away and then acts like they've said nothing. What do they mean, my involvement? What are they saying? She didn't tell them that it was Agent Doggett's baby or someone else's baby...I've been dead.

"So much for playing a hunch, Mulder," she says nervously. "The, uh, Gunmen were able to decrypt the data that you found on Howard Salt's hard drive. It was a series of file directories that were downloaded the day that he died."

"Downloaded from where?"

Langley answered. "The FSC, the Federal Statistics Center."

"A government information bank used by the U.S. Census Bureau where your Mr. H. Salt worked," Byers adds.

I look at them all. "All right, what are you waiting for, boys? Get cracking."

"Unless you think we're all idiots, it's only Langly who's the idiot," Froehike states.

Langley looks insulted. "Don't make like it's my hacking skills. I've never seen such a radical counterdefensive."

Scully ignores them. "Fifteen minutes after Howard Salt was shot at the White House, firewalls went up on every data bank at that very facility."

"Well,", I ask."Why do that?"

Both Froehike and Scully look at eachother and I smile. "Because I'm right. Because they would kill to protect what's in those files."

"Unless you got a password we don't see any way short of that of getting a hold of this data," Byers says matter-of-factly.

"And the thing is, even if you have a pass code you still have to break into the FSC just to use it," Langley says looking them all over. "We all agree, you're going to have to let this one go."

My feathers began to ruffle. I'm not use to the word no. "Oh. I see."

The Gunmen all look nervous and I look directly over to the Princess. "Somebody's been doing a little campaigning for her cause," I snap.

Scully looks stung. She looks away from me.

"Well, just remember, boys, this is America. Just because you get more votes doesn't mean you win," I say looking directly at her.

She looks at me and our eyes lock for a moment. She turns and says, "Excuse me," and heads for her bedroom.

All three Gunmen are staring at me but my eyes are on her as she closes the bedroom door quietly behind her. I turn back to see the looks on their faces, looks of utter disgust.

"You can be a real prick sometimes," Froehike says point blank to me.

I cross my arm and nod. "Yeah, that maybe...but I need to know from you guys...Is this damn Agent Doggett the father? Did he and Scully get together after I disappeared."

All three Gunmen looked at me with their mouths gaped open. "Is that what you think?", Byers asked.

"BIG PRICK!", Langley added.

"SUPER PRICK!", Froehike countered.

"Stop with the names, fellas..."

"Its your baby you ass!", Froehike said, shaking his head in disbelief.

I stumbled back a few feet. My baby? "But...But...how?", I stuttered. I think the room began to spin.

"She fainted the day you went missing..."

"I have to admit, I suspected that she was," Byers added. "I'd never see her faint before...but she was worried you were the one in danger."

"They kept her in the hospital and ran several tests," Froehike added. "We stayed with her for awhile. The doctor went in and told her she was indeed pregnant and when they came out, she was in shock..."

I plopped down at Scully's table. "That's why she was sick in Oregon...why she was cold and dizzy..."

"She told us first...She wanted to know how it was possible, if they had manipulated her...We went to work right away to find out," Langley added. "We stole a sample of her blood."

"And?", I spit out.

"And nothing," Byers added. "We never could find anything..."

"The day you went missing," Froehike looked up at me. "She was already a month pregnant."

A few tears welled up in my eyes but I turned my head from the guys. Langley patted my back. "You better go talk to her...We're leaving," he said, as the guys packed up their things and quickly left.

I sat there a few minutes more trying to let it all sink in. It was my baby! Scully was pregnant with my baby! I stood up and I didn't even knock, I just opened the bedroom door and found her crying into her pillow trying to muffle the sound. She didn't notice I was there until I placed a hand on her back and she jumped up quickly but then turned her head away from me.

"Why didn't you tell me?", I said, turning her chin back to face me.

"Why should I have too?", she said, wiping a few stray tears from her face. "You thought I was pregnant by someone else?", she said, searching my eyes.

"Scully," I said, as I knelt down in front of her. Tears welled up in her eyes and she began to weep openly.

Oh God, Scully..."The last thing I remembered was making love to you right before the trip and going to Oregon with Skinner...then waking up and you're like four or five months pregnant..."

"I'm seven months pregnant," she said, shaking her head and looking off towards the wall. "I can't believe you thought that...", she said, crushed.

I didn't know what to say or do. "Scully...I..."

"All I wanted was you back, Mulder...so I could tell you," she said, turning to look me directly in the eyes. I would curl up to your shirts at night, wishing I could tell you about your child...What in the world would make you think I would rush off and be with another man?"

Great...I don't have an explanation that made sense right now...it did before but not right now. "Agent Doggett...", I began.

She glared at me. "How could you think I would be with him?", she said, pulling back from me. "It took us 7 years before we admitted we loved eachother...you think I would jump in the sack with him a month or two after your gone?", she said in a whisper.

"Scully...I...", I said, trying to form some coherent words but I couldn't. I could see I had slapped her in the face. "I wasn't sure...", I stammered. "I thought maybe a donation...You have to see it from my side...It's like the world went on without me..."

"I knew when you said you were happy for me in the apartment that you didn't want me or the baby any more Mulder," she said, her face hardening. "As far as I'm concerned...it's my baby..."

"Scully, I DO want you...That's all I've ever wanted...", I said trying to touch her arm but she pulled away. "Scully! I'm sorry...Maybe you don't understand...but the world seemed to move on without me and I could only go by what I remembered and I remembered you with a flat stomach...How was I to know you were pregnant before I was taken...You've...ah...You've gotta give a chance here..."

Scully shook her head. "My baby and I are fine...Get out Mulder!"

"No," I said, "Look we've got a lot to talk about..."

"No we don't," she said, looking at me. "We have nothing more to say..."

"Yes, we do!", I said, standing up. "You've told your family I'm the father?"

"Yes of course they know," she said, looking at me and shaking her head.

"Look, I need to take care of you and the baby, Scully...", I said, reaching for her but she pulled away.

"I said, MY Baby and I are fine!", she yelled.

I backed up a bit and shook my head, trying to form words but none came. She waited for me to speak again and when I didn't she pointed to the bedroom door. "Get out Mulder!"

I walked over to the door and turned to look back at her once more, I was determined for us to talk this out so I closed her door and then returned to the table. I wasn't going anywhere.

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