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KEYWORDS: M/S Babyfic
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NOTES: OK, I'm not the biggest fan of Baby fics (well...I still like them though...) but this got into my head and I had to write it. Yes, I agree it's fluff.
Distribution note: I apologize again and again, this is actually the second time I'm sending this b/c I forgot to put NEW on it last time.
Scully rolled over and felt cold nothing next to her. Her eyes opened instantly and she groaned. She looked around the room. He was nowhere to be seen and she couldn't hear anything. She took a deep breath and pulled the covers off her. Quietly she walked into the sitting room. The muted TV played a black and white classic but apart from that there was no sign of life. She looked into the kitchen which was also deserted and finally gave in to the fact that he was where she had suspected he was.
She padded in her bare feet across the apartment to the nursery. She looked in and saw her husband sitting in the rocking chair opposite a white cot with their sleeping child in. She leant against the doorframe, taking in the scene. She smiled to herself before walking over to him and standing in front of him. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Busted." He grinned.
Scully looked at him and shook her head. She sat on he arm of the chair rocking it forward and ran her hand through his hair. She looked at their baby and then back at her partner who's attention had once again been taken by her.
"We have got to talk." She said. He looked up guiltily and caught her eyes with his. She raised her eyebrows. "I think it should be now." She leant forward and caught his hand, pulling him up and leading him out of the room, pausing to check on her peaceful daughter, smiling in her sleep.
She brought him back to the bedroom and nodded to the bed. Obediently he sat cross-legged on it looking at her.
She crawled onto the bed next to him and sat on his knees, her legs wrapped round his waist in a position she only used when she wanted comfort or when she wanted to be close to him. His arms snaked round her waist and pulled her close to him.
"Honey, this has got to stop." she whispered, her face close to his, she held it gently in her hands and pressed her forehead to his. "I know you are paranoid and are equally neurotic but this really has to stop." She sighed and paused.
"I know you've not had the best experiences of normal life in the past and I know what kind of movies you've watched...I mean, I know you watch the not recommended 'realistic' ones hidden away at the back of the video store which are all about the many things that can go wrong in life. I know you've seen and heard about more than your fair share of horror stories but this is insane." He hugged her tighter.
"Mulder, When we found out I was pregnant you thought it was a phantom pregnancy. Then when it was confirmed you were worried there would be something wrong with the baby. Then you thought I might have a miscarriage and refused to leave my side for a month. Then you though that I should sit and stay for the last two months of pregnancy to give the baby a better chance to get settled." She took a deep breath.
"Then you thought that I would die in childbirth and thought that I should have a caesarean section. When she was born you were terrified she would die from cot death...that phase isn't over yet is it?"
Mulder pressed his head close into her shoulder, his eyes against his neck and breathed in her scent before shaking his head.
"Mulder, how many times? We have a baby alarm, we have a wonderful healthy little girl. We've read up on it, I put her to sleep the way they doctors tell me I should. Oh and if you were thinking of getting all that stuff in the magazine you left open on the table yesterday forget it, they're a rip off." She pulled his head away from her and looked at her."
"Mulder, you are a fantastic father, better than I think you realise. I understand that you don't have any experience of a happy family and I'm never going to know what that feels like. But this is your experience. We are happy. Your daughter adores you and I love you to bits. You can stop worrying and go with it. We're fine. We're both here and we're both safe. And I know you don't really believe that but it's true. Try and be happy."
Mulder's arms tightened round her, "I am happy," he whispered. "I just wake up and I feel like I have to watch her, make sure she's all right."
Scully sighed and shook her head, "Honey, I love you."
He leaned back on the bed and kissed her gently. "I love you too."
She moved so she was lying next to him, her arms wrapped round him and smiled. "I'll share you during the day but at night you're mine, OK?" He chuckled and hugged her closer.
There was a gurgle through the baby alarm and then their child began to sob hysterically.
Scully smiled, "I'll let you off for tonight though, why don't you bring her here?"
Mulder kissed her and smiled before hurrying to console his baby.
Bonheur: French: Happiness.
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