Title: As Long as They're Together
Summary: The events of Emily bring Mulder and Scully closer together.
Author's Note: The dates in this story were estimated...they may be off a day or two. I had trouble thinking of a title, so if it's kinda weird, sorry. :-)
December 28, 1997
Scully was sitting in front of the Christmas tree, curled up with her chin on her knees. Tears slowly fell down her face, and this time she didn't care who saw them. Her only daughter had been taken from her, and there was no chance of ever getting her back. They had taken Emily even as she was in her mother's arms. ***Mother...I'm a mother, I was a mother, but not now, not anymore**** Emily had died a death that no child, no person should ever have had to go through. **And there was nothing I could do to help her...****
Mulder was pacing in his room, unable to sleep because of everything that had happened. He decided to go get a drink of water, and when he got downstairs, he heard someone in the living room. Silently moving toward the couch, what he saw nearly broke his heart.
"Scully?" She turned around to see Mulder standing there, his eyes completely full of grief. When she didn't say anything, he walked over and sat down next to her. "Scully, is there anything I can do? Anything, just ask."
She dropped her head to her chest, and tears continued to stream down her face. "It hurts...it hurts so much Mulder," she choked out. Mulder closed his eyes and blinked away tears that threatened to spill. Scooting next to Scully, he took her into his arms. Scully just let go, collapsing onto him. "I-I couldn't help her Mulder, and now she's gone...forever. Emily is gone..." A sob interrupted her, and she broke down.
"Shh, it's okay Scully, it's okay to cry. Let it all out." He too had started crying. He stayed there, rocking her and soothing her for a good part of an hour. When she'd finally calmed down, Mulder looked at her, and saw that she'd fallen asleep.
*It's not fair,* Mulder thought as he looked at the peaceful Scully. *After all she's already been through, why this. God, if you're up there, I know you're supposed to love everyone, but if that's true, how could you let this happen?*
After a while, Mulder's eyes couldn't stay open, and he fell into a restless slumber, with Scully still in his arms.
Margaret Scully was the first one awake-she always was. Intent on making breakfast for everyone, she silently went downstairs. To her surprise, she found Dana and Fox both asleep on the couch. Seeing them together, her heart ached. *With everything those two have been through, why can't anything go right.* Seeing the tear stains on both their faces, she knew that they'd been up late. *They need each other as much as they need air to breathe. Never have I seen two people more meant for each other than them.* Unsure of whether or not to wake them, she decided to let them be.
When breakfast was halfway done, Margaret heard someone come downstairs. "Hey Mom," Bill called out. "What are you..." he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Dana and her *Partner* on the couch. Storming into the kitchen, he was steaming. "Did you see them? He-he has no right to be holding her! It's his fault that Dana's suffered so much! I never have and never will understand what Dana sees in that jerk, he's just using her!"
As soon as Bill stopped talking, Margaret gave him her fiercest glare. "William Scully Jr., you stop that this instant. This may be your house, but I will not hear you talking like that about Fox, or Dana. He's gone to almost any length to help her, and I know that if, God forbid, anything happens to Dana again, he *will* be there to help her. He is a good and honest man who has suffered more then you or I could ever imagine. Now, try to get it in your head that nothing you can do will persuade Dana to leave Fox."
Bill just stood there, staring at his mother, both of them fuming. In defeat, he turned around and stormed back up the stairs, throwing a nasty look at Scully and Mulder, who were, to his surprise, both still asleep.
Scully stirred, starting to wake up. Her brother's carrying-on had penetrated her dream. Disoriented, she opened her eyes, to come face-face with Mulder's chest. For a moment she started to panic, until the flood of what happened last night flashed through her mind. She felt relieved, but emotionally exhausted after everything that had happened.
Relaxing in Mulder's arms, she realized how good it felt to have someone hold her. When she finally decided to get up, she carefully untangled herself from Mulder. Silently, so she wouldn't wake him from much needed sleep, she snuck into the kitchen.
As soon as she walked into the kitchen, her mom looked up and smiled."You're awake, I'm glad you were able to get a good night sleep. Did-did Bill wake you?" Margaret hoped she hadn't heard Bill's ramblings, that was just one more problem that she didn't need.
"Um, well if it was him stomping around, yeah..." Scully shrugged.
"Sorry about that Dana. I'm sure you're well aware of Bill's temper. He was just a little upset this morning.
By her mother's uncomfortable stance, Scully could sense why Bill was angry-her and Mulder. "Mom...last night, with Mulder, nothing happened. I-I was upset, and he talked with me. I guess we fell asleep."
"Honey, you don't need to explain anything to me. You and Fox have the most unique relationship of anyone I know. I know Bill may not be fond of Mulder, but he can have a thick head sometimes..."
A smile surfaced on Scully's face, "Don't worry mom, I know Bill doesn't always think. He's just trying to protect me, I'll always be his little sister. But he can be so stubborn and annoying sometimes..."
Maggie relaxed, glad that Dana seemed to be feeling better. A sly smile emerged, "Gee-is there any reason why Bill needs to be worried? You and Fox make such a good looking couple." She laughed at Dana's reaction.
Scully blushed. "Mom! Mulder and I are just friends. He's the best friend I've ever had, but we're nothing more...honest." Scully smiled and looked down at the ground.
Suddenly, Mulder popped into the kitchen. "Hey, did I hear my name?"
Scully looked at him, and gave a lopsided grin. "Of course you did, what else is there to talk about?" Mulder and Scully's eyes locked and for what seemed like an eternity, they just stared into each other. Margaret broke their spell.
"Breakfast's ready, why don't you two go get dressed really quick, I'll get the others. I'd like us all to eat together, since we're leaving this afternoon." Mulder and Scully nodded, then went to their rooms, hearing Margaret's voice ring through the house.
At breakfast, a thick tension was hovering over the table. Bill kept throwing accusing glances towards Mulder, who was trying to ignore him. Also, Tara kept fussing over Matthew, which caused Scully's heart to start to ache. Images of Emily were still flashing through her mind. She knew it sounded mean, but she was glad to be leaving. She had known it wasn't a good idea for Mulder to stay at her brother's house, but both her mom and Tara had insisted.
When Scully got up to go start packing, Bill practically sneered at her. "I hope you slept well last night, you certainly looked comfortable enough.
Scully's eyes flashed with anger, she'd finally had enough. "You know Bill, I am sick and tired of you ragging on me about Mulder. For your information, Mulder is my best friend. For the past five years he's been there for me, by my side, and I've come to realize that I love him." Scully glanced at Mulder, then at her mother, whose eyes had widened. "I'm not exactly sure how yet, but I do love him, and I hope he loves me. He's been a better comfort to me now and in the past then you have. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack."
A few seconds later Mulder got up and ran after her.
In her room, Scully sat on the bed, neatly folding her clothes into the suitcase. When she heard a knock on the door, she sighed. "Come on in Mulder." When he had come in and shut the door, she looked up at him. "I guess we need to talk."
Mulder smiled gently and nodded, "Yeah, I guess we do." Scully patted next to her, and Mulder came and sat down, pulling her into an embrace. "Did you mean what you said out there?" Mulder asked, hesitantly.
She nodded her head. "Yes Mulder, I did. I've come to realize that I care-very deeply-for you, and I-I think that I've fallen in love with you." She looked down at her feet. Mulder suddenly started grinning. He put his hand under Scully's chin, and forced her to look at him.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear that Dana. You mean everything to me. I love you, I have since the day I met you, and I will until the day I die."
Tears started to fall down Scully's cheeks, and Mulder wiped them away with his thumb. "Shh, don't cry." Then, ever so gently, he leaned forward and kissed her. Snaking her arms around Mulder's shoulders, Scully deepened the kiss. Sparks passed between them, and they knew that this felt right. Eventually, Mulder pulled away, rather reluctantly. "Are-are you okay? I would understand if you need some time, I mean after what has happened these past few days..."
Scully shook her head and smiled. "Last night, it helped a lot. It felt good to talk to someone about...Emily. I-I think I'm going to be okay now. It still hurts, but I will get through this. *We* will get through this." Scully yawned, and curled up against Mulder. "I'm kinda tired Mulder, could-could we lay down for a little while?"
Mulder gently layed Scully down and wrapped his body around hers. "Is this okay?" He asked, kissing the back of her head.
"Mmmhuh," Scully mumbled, already drifting off to sleep. Mulder had a feeling that this was the start of a new beginning.
"Come on, we're going to be late!!" Scully yelled as Bill dropped her, Mulder, and Margaret off at the airport. She and Mulder had slept for several hours, and when her mom had come in to let them know it was time to go, she found them asleep, not even packed. Running through the crowds, they just barely made it to the plane on time.
By some miracle, their seats were all in a row; Scully and Mulder were thankful to be together. About halfway through the flight, Mulder dozed off. Scully couldn't keep from staring at him. He looked so young and so relaxed when he was asleep. *If only he was this worry-free during the day...* Scully thought to herself, aching for Mulder and all of his problems.
Without thinking, Scully shifted positions and snuggled against Mulder. Her arms were wrapped around Mulder as best as possible. Listening to Mulder's even breathing, she quickly drifted off to sleep. This was the first time she'd ever been able to sleep on a plane.
Someone was trying to wake Scully up, but she didn't want to, not yet. She was in the middle of a wonderful dream, that included her, Mulder, children, and a wonderful house. It was such a good dream...
"Dana!" Margaret called. Scully opened her eyes, feeling her mom shaking her arm.
"Huh?" she answered, still groggy from sleep. "What mom?" Scully yawned, pulling herself away from Mulder, and immediately missing the warmth he'd provided her with.
"Honey, we'll be switching flights soon, we should land in about 10 minutes. I figured I should wake you."
Scully looked at her mom, startled. "We slept for the whole last half of the flight?" "You sure did," Margaret laughed. "Don't worry, you needed the sleep...plus you had a great spot." Margaret nodded towards Mulder, who was still sprawled out over the seat, his legs extending into the aisle.
"Mom!" Scully laughed too. "I guess I should wake him up." Turning towards Mulder, she called his name. He stirred, but didn't wake up. An idea was forming in Scully's mind, she knew how to wake him up... leaning over so that she was hovering over him, she covered his mouth with hers. In a second, his eyes snapped open, and she pulled away.
"Mmm," Mulder groaned. "What a nice way to wake up." He smiled and looked at Scully.
She blushed and took his hand. "We'll be switching flights soon, just thought I should wake you up."
"Thanks Scully. By the way, were you comfy?" When he said this Scully was surprised... she had thought that Mulder had been too asleep to notice her using him as a pillow.
"Very comfy Mulder," he laughed and gripped her hand more tightly. They both knew that the rest of the trip back would be just fine, as long as they were together.
December 29, 1997
Scully was pacing back and forth in her living room; she wanted to call Mulder, but she was nervous. She was unsure of where they would go from here, what would happen. However, the phone rang interrupting her thoughts. Before she picked it up, she knew who it would be.
"Hi Mulder," she answered, smiling with his response.
"Gee Scully, since when have you been psychic?" She could just see his smirk over the phone.
"Actually I've been psychic since before I first met you, I just decided not to tell you." She laughed, and Mulder did too. "So, what's up Mulder?"
"Umm, I was wondering if I could come over. I, uh, wanted to see you, maybe to talk, about...things." Scully could tell he was nervous, and she had to smile at how he sounded like a little kid asking for something, and promising he'd be really good if he could have it.
"I'd love for you to come over Mulder. In fact, I was about to call you when the phone rang." Before she could say anything else, Mulder had released the breath he was holding, then told her he'd be there in 15 minutes. Then he'd hung up, leaving a rather amused Scully on the other end.
By the time Mulder got to Scully's house she'd been able to straighten up and pour some tea. She walked over and let him in, secretly admiring his well-toned muscles beneath the black turtleneck and jeans he was wearing. Mulder threw a lop-sided grin at Scully, hung up his coat on the coat rack, then sat down on the couch. To his surprise, Scully sat down right next to him and curled up against him, her head against his chest. "Is, is something wrong Scully?"
Scully laughed, then sat up. "Nope, nothing's wrong, I just like doing that, you make a great pillow," she stuck her tongue out at him, and he shook his head at her, trying to act insulted.
"Me, you are calling me a pillow. I am wounded..." Suddenly, he reached over and began tickling Scully. She doubled over and squirmed under his hands. Between giggles, Scully shrieked out. "P-please S-stop Mulder!! c-come on, I-I won't c-call you a p-p-pillow anymore!" Mulder was enjoying this side of Scully, one that he rarely saw.
After a minute or two, Mulder stopped, but didn't move off of her. When she started to push him off, he put his finger over her lips. "Shh," he whispered. Running his finger down the side of her face, he leaned down, connecting his lips with hers. To his delight she immediately responded, pulling him down on top of her. He ran his hand down her arm to her hip, and she moaned into his mouth, sending a shock of electricity through his body.
After a moment, he pulled away, stopping to catch his breath. "Come here," he told her, patting his lap. Scully wasted no time in climbing onto his lap. She smiled, and Mulder put his arms around her waist. Soon, they were gently exploring each other as they made-out like teenagers. They both were so happy that they felt ready to burst. Just as Mulder's hand began to slip under Scully's shirt, someone knocked on the door. As he groaned, Mulder pleaded for her to ignore it. Unfortunately, whoever it was persisted, so Scully untangled herself from Mulder. Smoothing out her shirt, she opened the door, and was shocked to see Skinner standing there. "Uh, hello sir," She coughed out.
Skinner wasn't dumb... he saw her tussled hair, swollen lips, and flushed face, and guessed that this wasn't a good time to be paying her a visit. "Ahh, Agent Scully, I just wanted to drop by to talk to you a minute, but if this is a bad time, then I can just see you on Monday."
Scully looked back to see that Mulder had wisely disappeared into another room. She turned to Skinner gesturing for him to come in. "Um, no, this isn't a bad time, please, come in."
Skinner stepped inside and followed Scully as she went and sat down on the couch. "What did you want to talk to me about sir?"
He noticed that she was rather distracted, so he decided to make it quick. "I just wanted to let you know that the San Diego faxed me the file on the Emily Simm case... and I wanted to let you know that you can take as much time off as you need. I'm really sorry about what happened; no one should have to go through anything like that, especially around the holidays." Scully shifted, and Skinner could see that she had become upset at the mention of Emily. Although she was trying to hide it, he could tell she was fighting back tears.
Scully was trying not to tear up, just the mention of Emily brought back a flood of images from the past week and a half. She found her voice, and carefully began to speak. "Uh, thank you sir. I'll think about taking some time off, but I don't know if I want to."
Skinner stood up and placed his arm on Scully's shoulder. "You've been through a lot Dana, some time off may do you good." Before he walked out the door, he looked at the coat rack, seeing Mulder's coat. "It doesn't matter to me what you and Mulder do after work, but be careful, others may take advantage of it." Then nodding goodbye, he left, leaving Scully wondering what would become of her and Mulder's new-found happiness.
As soon as Skinner had left, Mulder came out of the bedroom. "Mulder," Scully sighed. "Skinner knows."
"It's okay Scully. You heard him, I'm sure we can trust Skinner." Mulder was a little surprised that Scully would doubt their boss.
"I know Mulder, but, it's just that I don't even know where we are...are headed. I wasn't ready to tell anyone yet about us." Mulder pulled Scully so that she was sitting in his lap.
"Scully, I've enjoyed these past few days more then anything ever before. To tell you the truth, I don't care who knows. All I know is that I love you." Scully smiled and turned around so that she was facing Mulder.
"I love you too Mulder. It's just that this is all so, so new to me. I've never, NEVER felt this way about anyone else before..." She shifted and Mulder looked into her eyes.
"Scully, I want you to tell me if this is too soon, but I-I'd be honored if you'd marry me." Mulder was obviously nervous, and Scully's eyes widened.
"You-you want to marry me?" Scully asked. When Mulder nodded his head, she smiled. "Mulder, I'd love to become you're wife. To tell you the truth I've loved you for several years now, I think I've waited long enough."
When Mulder realized that she'd said yes, he broke into a funny grin. Then he bent down and claimed Scully's mouth with his. Mulder's arms went around her waist, and she was on his lap, facing him. He gently coaxed Scully's mouth open with his lips, savoring her taste. After a few minutes, she stood up, causing a groan from him. However, he soon smiled when she pulled him into her bedroom. That day, they truly became one.
The next morning, Scully woke up in Mulder's arms. Seeing that he was still asleep, she silently snuck out of bed and put her robe on. She was afraid that if she didn't get to the bathroom soon, her bladder would burst.
She was still having a hard time comprehending everything that had happened over the past week. Losing Emily had been hard, but Mulder's support had made it a little easier. Now, she realized that she was 100%, head-over-heels in love with the person she's been working with for five years.
She jumped in for a quick shower, and when she got out, was surprised to see Mulder with some donuts on the Table. "Good Morning," she smiled, coming up behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist. "Did you have a good night's sleep?"
Mulder laughed, "I don't know if I'd call that sleep, but yeah, I had a wonderful night..." he smiled suggestively at Scully. "Really Scully, you were wonderful, everything I've ever dreamed of plus more." Scully looked at Mulder, then smiled.
"I love you Mulder, don't ever forget that." He leaned down and gave her a sweet kiss.
"Don't worry, I could never forget that. Oh, I brought you some donuts... I wasn't sure what kind you like, so I got a little of everything." He gestured towards the box, and they sat down. In between bites, Scully brought up something that they needed to talk about.
"Mulder, the other day Skinner offered me some time off, after what had happened. I was wondering, maybe us both taking a few weeks off would be a good idea..." She paused waiting for his response. When he nodded his head, she continued, "This would give us time to get...situated. And to start making plans."
Mulder grabbed his phone, which was on the table. "I'm going to call Skinner, let him know that we both want 3 weeks off. There should be no problem, God knows that I must have enough vacation time to travel around the world a few times." Mulder called Skinner, who made it perfectly clear that the vacation time would be fine. He also told Mulder to enjoy it, then hung up. "Well Scully, starting tomorrow, we have three weeks off."
"That's great. Do you think that today we could maybe...umm, pick out an engagement ring?" When she said this, Mulder's eyes lit up. She could tell he couldn't wait to put the ring on her finger, and make the engagement official.
"Of course! Actually, I was going to suggest that myself. I even have an idea in mind..."
In a little shop a few blocks away, the store owner was sitting behind the counter, rather bored. Business had been slow these days, and he was hoping someone would come in. To his delight, a few minutes later, a young, happy couple walked in. It was obvious to him that these two people were very much in love. It was like they had a glow surrounding them. And the way they looked at each other... well, no one could love any stronger then that. "Can I help you folks?" he called out. A tall, handsome man looked up and nodded.
"Yeah, could I look at this ring over here?"
The owner hopped down off his stool and trotted over to the jewelry case the couple had been staring at. The man pointed to a ring with a modest sized diamond surrounded by tiny green stones. "Ah, that ring. It's a beauty, isn't it?" He smiled at the couple. The man nodded, and spoke quietly.
"It's perfect. Could she try it on?" he motioned towards the woman standing with him. She was small, but very confident. Her fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes made the shop owner smile. He liked this couple.
"No problem. Here 'ya go." He handed them the ring, and watched as the man slid it around the woman's finger. Amazingly, it was a perfect fit. "I take it ya'll want that one?"
The couple nodded in union, and they all walked over the the cash register. He could hear the man telling the woman not to worry, and that he'd pay for it. The woman argued..."Come on Mulder, it's not exactly cheap. Let me pay for at least part of it." The shop owner was intrigued. **What kind of name is Mulder?** he thought. The man sighed. "Scully, my dad left me tons of money okay, I promise you this is no problem for me...Please, let me do this?"
Finally, the man got out a credit card and handed it over. After everything was all paid for, the shop owner smiled. "Have a nice day, and Congratulations!" The couple smiled back and thanked him before leaving. Watching them walk out the door, the shop owner sighed, wishing he had more customers like them every day.
In the car, Mulder was watching Scully messing with her ring. She seemed distant, preoccupied. "Scully, is anything wrong?" He asked, concern flooding his face.
Scully looked up and smiled, taking Mulder's free hand. "Oh Mulder, I am fine, actually, I'm better than fine. Really. I'm just thinking. It's amazing how everything's happened. I-I love you so much, and we're going to be married, have a life. Everything's going to change." She stopped talking and gave Mulder's hand a squeeze. "Also, I just-just want to thank you for being here for me. I think without you, I, well, I don't know what I would've done when Emily...died. You've saved me, but this time not from a bad guy, but from myself..."
Mulder looked away from the road, and his heart was caught in his throat. He was realizing just how much he loved this wonderful, amazing woman sitting beside him. The best part was that she loved him back. "Scully, I'll always be here for you, okay?"
Scully nodded, then looked up. "Well Mulder, it looks like we're here..." Mulder stopped the car and got out. They were at Margaret Scully's house.
Maggie watched Fox and her daughter get out of the car. She could tell something was different...They both looked so happy. In fact, Dana was practically glowing. She had a feeling that they had some good news... Opening the door, Maggie grinned. "Hello Dana, Fox." She embraced her daughter and then surprised Fox by hugging him too. "Come in, Come in, I haven't seen you in awhile Fox." she didn't bother asking why they came, she figured she'd know soon enough.
As soon as they had all gathered around the table, each drinking a glass of tea, she wondered out loud, "So, what brings you and Fox here, Dana?" She saw Fox and Dana were sitting very close together, and they were holding hands. She smiled, hoping the reason was what she suspected.
"Well mom," Scully started. "Mulder and I have something to tell you. We-we're engaged..." lifting her hand, Scully showed her mom the ring they'd gotten earlier that day. Marggie started beaming, and she jumped up to hug her daughter.
"Oh, That's wonderful news Dana, Fox. I am so glad you two finally seem happy." She looked at Fox. "Fox, I'm honored to have you as a part of my family... I consider you a son already."
Mulder looked a little surprised. "Thank you Mrs. Scully, I love your daughter so, so much."
"Call me mom, Fox, not Mrs. Scully. If you're going to be a part of the Scully clan, you can call me what everyone else does." She smiled, seeing Fox's relief.
"Okay...Mom." Mulder smiled.
Scully spoke up. "Mom, Mulder and I are on a three week vacation starting tomorrow, I was hoping, well, could you help plan the wedding?"
"Of course Dana, how could I say no? My baby girl is finally getting married. I just wish your father could be here." Her thoughts wandered to her husband, who'd passed away several years ago at Christmas.
Scully gave her mom another hug. "Oh mom, I'm sure Dad is watching from where ever he is... he'll be here, in spirit." Her eyes had misted over, and she had a sad look when thinking about her father.
The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent going over plans and possibilities.
3 weeks later
"You ready Scully?" Mulder called out. They were going back to work today, and already knew it would be an interesting day. They were going to tell Skinner about their engagement. During their vacation, the wedding was planned-it would be in 2 weeks, and Mulder had moved into Scully's apartment. In addition to telling Skinner, Mulder would be informing the FBI of his change-of-address.
"Okay Mulder, let's go," Scully smiled, while rushing out of the bedroom to put her coat on. Mulder helped her put it on, enjoying the simple contact with his soon-to-be wife.
Arriving in their office, Mulder called to set up an appointment with Skinner while Scully straightened up. The office was a mess and was covered in a layer of light dust.
"Scully, Skinner can see us now," Mulder announced after hanging up the phone. He gave Scully a nervous smile, and they left, hoping that everything would go well. They didn't know what to expect... whether it be separation or just a congratulations, they were prepared to take it. All that mattered now was they they be together at home.
"Sir, Agents Mulder and Scully are here." Kimberly, Skinner's assistant, announced through the intercom. "Send them in Kimberly." Skinner replied. He wondered what was up now; It was their first day back on the job for goodness sake...
He watched Mulder and Scully come in and sit down, then cleared his throat. "Mulder, Scully, I understand you wanted to see me?"
Scully answered, "Yes sir, Mulder and I have some...news, that could possibly affect certain aspects of The X-Files." He could tell she was trying to not give too much away right off, and she was choosing her words carefully.
"Well? Go on..." Skinner nodded.
"Agent Mulder and I are now engaged. The wedding will be in two weeks." Scully handed Skinner a card, which, when he opened it, was a wedding announcement.
A silence settled over the room, and Skinner looked at the two agents in front of him. He knew this would happen eventually, but he didn't expect it quite this soon. "Well, I suppose Congratulations are in order," he smiled a half-smile. "However, I don't know if this..."development" will allow you to stay as partners."
Mulder broke in, speaking for the first time. "We realize that Sir. We have discussed this, and are both willing to accept reassignment if it's necessary."
Skinner was surprised to say the least. He'd expected at least a small fight over this. When he looked again at Mulder, he realized how happy he looked. There was much less sadness in his eyes. **I don't think Scully realizes how much she does for him...** he thought.
"Well, thank you for letting me know about this, um, I will have to talk to some people, and I'll let you know later today what's going to happen." He stood up, and Mulder and Scully got up and walked to the door. "Oh, and I assume you'll be changing your address, Mulder?" When Mulder nodded, he told him to go take care of that right away. Right before they left, Skinner called out, "Congratulations again Fox, Dana."
Out in the hallway, Mulder and Scully both breathed a sigh of relief. It had gone better then either had imagined. "Scully, do you want to come with me to the personnel desk?"
"Sure Mulder, I don't have anything to work on now anyways..." They turned down the hallway and walked together. Meanwhile, a small smile surfaced on Scully's face as she was thinking...**Sure, I don't have anything to do, but also I can't wait to see the look on the clerk's face when they find out Mulder and I are living together...**
As Mulder and Scully walked up to the desk, someone motioned to Scully, so she went over to say hi. At the desk, the clerk looked up. "Hello Agent Mulder, how can I help you today?"
"Well," Mulder smiled. "I've changed my address, and Skinner wants me to let you guys know right away so it can go into the computer."
"Sure thing, just tell me the address, and I'll plug it in." When Mulder rattled off the address, the clerk typed it in, waited a second, then became confused. "Agent Mulder, this is Agent Scully's address..."
Mulder smiled, "I know." It was then that Scully walked up and put her hand on his shoulder. "Almost done ?" she asked. The clerk saw the ring and realized what was going on, "Oh, uh, Agent Mulder, you're new address in in the computer now."
"Thanks," Mulder said, then turned around.
"Uh, Agent Mulder," the clerk cautiously called out. He turned around. "Congratulations..." Mulder nodded then walked away, taking his place beside Scully.
At about 5:30, Mulder and Scully were getting ready to leave when the phone rang. Looking at each other, they knew it was Skinner. Scully answered, while Mulder watched curiously. "Hello. Yes Sir. Okay. I'll tell Mulder. Nine o'clock? Both of us? Okay, goodbye sir. Thanks." She hung up and sighed. "Mulder, they're separating us." Mulder's face fell and she took his hand. "Remember, we expected this. Maybe it's for the best... You need to report to Skinner tomorrow at 9:00, and I need to report to Quantico..."
They looked at each other then left for Scully's house, knowing that everything was changing.
Washington D.C. Airport
"Charlie! Over here!" Scully called out to her youngest brother.
She and Mulder had come to pick them up from the airport. When he got over to where she was standing, she gave him a big hug. "God Charlie, I haven't seen you in so long... I'm glad you could come."
"Come on Dana, would I really miss your wedding?" He smiled. Charlie's wife, Kate stepped forward and gave Scully a hug.
"It's good to see you again Dana, you look great." Kate pulled at two kids half hidden behind her. "Come on you two, aren't you going to say hi to your Aunt Dana?" The kids slowly appeared and Scully smiled.
"My gosh, David, Chrissy, you two are getting so big! What grade are you in now?" The kids smiled.
David answered proudly, "I'm in fourth grade now." Pointing to Chrissy he said, "And she's only in second." Scully nodded, then stood up.
Grabbing Mulder she pulled him towards her and introduced everyone. "Mulder, this is my brother, Charlie, his wife, Kate, and their kids, David and Chrissy. Everyone, this is Fox Mulder, my fiancee."
Charlie shook hands with Mulder and smiled. "So you're the famous Mulder I keep hearing about. You're all my sister talks about, you know."
Mulder laughed and Scully cleared her throat. "Okay, let's get going. You're grandma's dying to see you two," she said to the kids.
After a short debate, Mulder took the kids in one car, and Charlie and Kate went with Scully.
"Is Fox your real name?" David asked Mulder.
Smiling, he answered, "Of course it is. Is David your real name?" David giggled. "Hey guess what we did in school the other day?" David asked Mulder, his eyes shining. "Umm, you rode an elephant?" Mulder guessed, keeping his face completely serious.
"No!!!!!!" David laughed. "We had field day races, and I won first place in one of them!" David started a lengthy description of his activities, and Mulder occasionally nodded or made some comment. Listening to David, his heart began to ache. He wanted children of his own, his and Scully's. He sighed, silently cursing the people who had taken that chance away from him.
Everyone had gotten settled at Maggie's house, and it was dinner time. Bill, Tara, and Matthew had just arrived. Finally everyone sat down to eat and Maggie got out some wine, pouring some for the adults. "To Fox and Dana," she toasted, giving them a smile. Everyone's glasses clinked together, and the kids had raised their cups of milk, laughing. When she saw Bill staring daggers at Mulder, she cleared her throat. "Bill, how was the flight?"
"Just fine mom," was all he would say. He was angry with everyone. He was mad that Mulder was marrying his sister, and he was mad that his mom was happy about it. So he just sat there with a scowl on his face, hoping someone other than himself would be reasonable, and find some way to stop the wedding.
Kate spoke up, looking at Scully and Mulder. "Dana, are you guys getting nervous yet? I mean, tomorrow's the wedding and all."
Everyone laughed when Scully grinned, "Nervous, what is there to be nervous about." She paused then explained. "Seriously, Mulder and I have been so close for the past 4 1/2 years that we might as well have been married...it's like we're just making it official now." She took Mulder hand under the table and squeezed it.
"Hmmm," Kate teased. "Boy, work should be interesting now... alone in the basement, husband and wife...gee, lots of opportunities." The was a small silence, and Mulder looked sadly at Scully.
"Um, actually we're not working together anymore..." Bill looked up, surprised, but happy. "The Bureau is kinda strict about the relationship between partners..." Bill smirked to himself, glad that at least something had gone his way. "I'm working with violent crimes, Scully's back at Quantico. It started a few weeks ago." Everyone exchanged small talk the rest of dinner. After dinner Bill and Tara had to leave for the hotel, and Mulder was relieved. When Maggie asked him to come and help him with the dishes, the agreed, glad that Scully and Charlie would have a chance to talk, since Kate had gone shopping with the kids.
Scully was sitting on the couch, reading a book, when Charlie walked in. "Hey sis." Scully put her book down and patted the couch next to her.
"Hey, come on and sit down, let's talk..." Scully knew they had so much to catch up on, she needed to tell him about some things. "Charlie, I wanted to talk to you about some things, I know mom may have told you a little about what happened at Christmas, but I doubt she told you everything."
Charlie shrugged and sat back. "All I know is that you were involved with a girl that ended up dying. That's all she really told me." Charlie saw the hurt in his sister's eyes, and he knew it was much more than that.
Scully pulled a picture out of her wallet and handed it to Charlie. "This is Emily, the little girl. Charlie, she-she was my daughter..." Charlie held the picture, and was stunned.
"You're daughter? Dana, when...when did you have a child?" Scully could see confusion and a little hurt in his eyes.
"Charlie, I never was pregnant. The men who-who abducted me, well, she is a result of what they did to me." A tear slipped down her face. "I-I was going to adopt her, but it wasn't approved. I only knew her for a few days, and now she's gone..." Charlie embraced his sister.
"God Dana, I'm so-so sorry. I didn't know, no one told me about it." Scully felt comforted in her brother's arms. She and Charlie had always been close. She stopped crying and sat up.
"I thought you should know, I'm- I'm tired of keeping secrets." Scully sighed and they sat there for a few minutes.
"Are you...are you going to have any children?" Charlie asked. He saw a flash of hurt in Scully's eyes, and he knew that something else was wrong. "What's wrong?" Scully sighed again. "I just, I thought that Mom would've told you. I-I can't have children. I found out a few months ago, when I was fighting my cancer..." She stopped talking and looked at her feet.
"Are you going to be okay Dana?" Charlie asked, squeezing his sister's hand. "Yeah, I've finally come to terms with everything...Mulder, he's really helped me. I couldn't have done it without him..." Charlie nodded. "I can overcome anything, as long as we're together."
February 5, 1998
The wedding march started and everyone stood up. Dana Scully started walking down the aisle, her brother, Charlie by her side. she looked magnificent, a long white dress, simple, but elegant. Mulder's eyes were glued to her the whole time, and he was beaming. When Scully finally reached the altar, she kissed her brother, then took her place next to Mulder. She thought he looked so incredible. The priest started his long speech, and all Mulder and Scully could focus on was each other. When it was time to say their vows, Mulder smiled. "Dana, you have been by my side for the past, well, almost five years. You have always been there for me, even when I wasn't there for you. You are my life, the other half of me. I will love you for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, from now until the day I die."
Scully blinked back her tears, and realized it was her turn. "Mulder, Fox, over these past five years I have come to trust you as I trust no other. You have saved me more times than I can count, and no matter what you think, you have always been there for me when I have needed you. I love you with all my heart and all my soul and I will be there for you no matter what happens, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, from now until I die." Mulder and Scully gazed at each other, and for a moment, they were the only people in the room.
They slipped their rings on each other's fingers and looked at the priest. He smiled and announced, "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." Ever so gently, Mulder pulled back Scully's veil and touched his lips to hers. The kiss intensified, and then they realized where they were. Pulling apart, everyone cheered.
To Mulder and Scully, all they would remember about this day would be each other.
At the reception, Scully felt like she was floating. The day had gone wonderfully, and nearly everyone had been able to show up. The cake was cut, the bouquet was tossed, and everyone was having a great time. Scully had taken a break from dancing for a drink, when she saw Skinner. He walked over to her and smiled. "You look great, Dana. The wedding was wonderful."
Scully stood up and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, sir. I thought this day would never come..." Skinner laughed and held out his hand.
"May I have a dance?" Scully nodded, and they went out onto the dance floor. "So, how is your new position going?" Skinner asked.
"I'm getting used to it. I must admit though, It's boring compared to the X-Files. Anyways, It's going to work out..." Skinner nodded.
"Well, it's more quiet in my office now too. I guessed I never realized how busy you and Mulder kept me. You two are great together. I'm sure you're going to have a great life..." He squeezed her arm, and they finished the dance in silence. Scully began to realize just how much she admired her ex-boss.
After the song ended, Skinner went to talk to some people, and Dana saw Mulder and Bill over in a corner. The conversation didn't look pleasant. Sighing, she knew the day was going all to well. Walking over to where the two were arguing, she heard some of Bill's words-he was doing most the talking, and she was not happy. "Excuse me, but what in the hell are you doing Bill?" Bill looked up in surprise.
"I'm simply letting Mulder here know that if he does anything to you, he's going to have to pay the price." He stepped back and looked smug. Scully felt her anger boil up.
"Dammit Bill!" she tried to keep her voice down. "We are married. I love him, and he loves me. When are you going to get that through your thick head?! If you can't just accept that then I want you to leave." She was furious at her brother, but was sorry that it was going this far.
Bill just stood there, then paced away. She saw him sit down in a corner to sulk. **He can be such a baby sometimes...** Scully told herself. Turning her attention to Mulder, she smiled. "Looking forward to tonight??" she grinned.
Mulder leaned towards her and whispered in her ear, "You bet...it's going to be fantastic." He had said this is such a low, seductive voice, Scully shivered. Then, Mulder walked away to talk to someone who had called his name.
Scully decided to sit down, since her legs had turned to something resembling jello. Before she knew it, she was surrounded by a group of people, and lots of wedding-night comments. She just blushed and didn't say anything. Tonight was going to be special...it would be their first time together as husband and wife.
And then, in the morning, they were off on their honeymoon-to Florida. She couldn't wait.
After what seemed like ages, everyone had finally left, and Maggie was shooing Mulder and Scully away. "Go home you two. Don't worry about the mess. Me, Kate, and Tara are going to clean up. You deserve to go home and relax." Scully was about to protest, but she saw the look in her mom's eyes that said she wouldn't win.
"Okay mom, I'll send you a post card from Florida, and I'll see you in a week or so." Scully hugged her mom. Fox stepped up and gave Maggie a hug too. "Thanks for everything, we really appreciate it." He smiled and took Scully's hand. Maggie smiled and kissed Mulder on the cheek. "Welcome to the family Fox." He smiled, then lead Scully out the door. They headed to Scully's apartment as husband and wife.
"Mmmm, that feels great Mulder...Don't stop," Scully closed her eyes and Mulder gently massaged her shoulders. They had just finished their dinner and were sitting on the couch. Mulder's hands wandered down Scully's back. She shifted and layed against him. He pulled his hands away and wrapped them around her. "Mulder, shouldn't we call each other by our first names, I mean, we are married..."
Mulder smiled, "Of course, Dana." He turned her around and gently pressed his lips to hers. A rush of fire immediately spread through his body, and he wanted more. Scully opened her mouth, moaning when Mulder did the same. The kiss lasted forever, and was full of passion. Soon, Mulder felt Scully slip her hands under his shirt and run them along his chest. He pulled away and before she could say anything, took off his shirt...and hers. Mulder was trembling with anticipation, and Scully smiled.
"Come on Mulder, let's go into the bedroom." She took his hand and led him to her bed. Scooping her up, Mulder layed her gently down on the bed and removed the rest of their clothing. "Mmm, I love you Fox," Scully whispered. "And I love you...Mrs. Mulder..." Mulder smiled. Then, he lay down with her, and they were overtaken by the lust and need filling them. It was heaven, and they both knew that nothing on Earth was better than being together, with the person they loved. In the end, They fell asleep in each other's arms, surrounded by the scent of their love-making. Their lives were only just beginning, and they knew that.
February 6, 1998
"Mulder, hey, Mulder!" Scully shook him awake. "It's time to wake up. Come on, rise and shine." Mulder's eyes popped open and he smiled.
"G' Morning," he yawned. "It's time to get up already? Geez, I'm still tired... you wore me out last night." he grinned, ducking as Scully hit him over the head with a pillow.
"I'm taking a shower now, so get up." She ordered. Seeing the gleam in his eyes, she shook her head. "No, you cannot join me. As much as the idea appeals to me, we'll never be done in time to make the plane if you do." Mulder started pouting. "Mulder, don't worry, we'll have plenty of time for the good stuff after we get there."
As soon as Scully stepped out of the bathroom, the smell of eggs and bacon surrounded her. Walking into the kitchen, she saw Mulder, working hard, with his back towards her. "Amazing! You can cook!" she teased.
Mulder turned around and tried to look insulted. "Ha Ha. Despite your original assumptions, I can do more than order take out or fix microwave dinners." Setting their plates down on the table, he gave her a short kiss then announced, " Breakfast is served." They sat down to the table, and a comfortable silence spread over them. Scully was reading the latest New England Journal of Medicine, and Mulder was flipping through the sports page.
Suddenly, the sound of Scully's laughter broke the silence. Mulder looked up, wondering what could have brought this rare fit of giggles on. "What? Did I miss something?" he was puzzled.
"Oh Mulder, it's just that I never imagined this," she smiled, waving her hands around. "I mean, we're being so, so normal." Mulder began to laugh too, then stood up to put his dishes away.
"Ya know Scully, if this is what normal is like, then I wish I'd have become "normal" a long time ago..." He walked up behind Scully, who was still sitting down, and put his arms around her. Planting a kiss on the back of her neck, he sighed, "Come on, time to get ready to go." They got up and packed, more than ready for a week of rest, relaxation, and each other.
"Is this flight ever going to take off?" Scully half whined to Mulder. They'd been sitting in the plane for almost 45 minutes, and everyone was getting restless.
As if someone had heard Scully, a flight attendant announced on the loudspeaker, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we're sorry for the delay. The plane should be taking off in about five minutes. Please sit down and fasten your seatbelts. Thanks you."
Scully let go a sigh of relief and leaned against Mulder. "Finally." Then she looked up at him and grinned. "Just remember Mulder, no mothmen this time..." "Oh, very funny. Don't worry," he assured her, slipping his arm around her shoulders. "Nothing's going to get in the way this time, no more detours."
"Good," Scully yawned. She could feel herself getting tired already, so she closed her eyes, and listed to Mulder's heart beating.
Mulder noticed that in no time at all, Scully was asleep. He knew that leaning over the armrest like that would give her a backache, so he rearranged her as carefully as possible. Then, he took out an article he was working on for the Lone Gunmen. He had promised that he'd finish it soon, but he hadn't even started, so he figured this would be the perfect opportunity to get some of it done.
Every couple of minutes, he glanced over at Scully to make sure she was okay.
*She looks so beautiful* he thought to himself. If anyone would have told him 5 years ago that he would be married to Dana Scully, he would have laughed. But now, well, he can't imagine his life without her.
"Excuse me," a voice interrupted his thoughts. After a moment, he realized it was the woman behind him. She was older, with light gray hair and a warm smile. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't help but notice what a wonderful couple you and your wife make. I've never seen anyone more in love..."
Mulder smiled at her. Inside he was beaming. "Thank you," He wasn't sure what else to say.
"How long have you been married?" the woman asked.
"Um, actually we were married yesterday. We're on our honeymoon." he blushed a little, imagining what they would spend most of their honeymoon doing.
"That's weird," the woman shrugged. "I would've guessed that you've been married a few years. You seem so, in sync with each other." Her eyes flickered over the still-sleeping Scully.
Mulder laughed. "In a way we have been married for the past five years." At the woman's wondering look, he tried to explain. "Scully- Dana and I are partners where we work, or at least we were. I guess in our job we had to be able to trust our partner with our life." He stopped, not wanting to go into details about their jobs.
The woman nodded, "I think I understand, my husband was a police officer for thirty years. Sometimes I would get jealous about how much time he spent around his partner..." she sighed and leaned over. "Oh well, I'm going to leave you alone now, I've got some reading to catch up on." She gave him one last smile, then turned to her book.
For about another hour, Scully slept, and Mulder was able to get about half of his article done. When the stewardess came around for the second time about drinks, he finally decided to wake her. Stroking her cheek with his thumb, he called her name. "Scully," she stirred, but didn't want to wake up. "Scully!" he whispered, a little louder. This time her eyes opened up at she sat up.
"Hmmm, what?" she mumbled, while wiping the sleep from her eyes.
Mulder took her hand, rubbing it. "What do you want to drink?" he pointed towards the cart in the aisle. Scully thought for a moment, then smiled.
"I think I want iced tea." She was quite awake now.
"Iced tea, could be love..." Mulder commented, remembering a stakeout when he had said something like that. He leaned over and kissed her softly. "Iced tea sounds good, I think I'll have some too."
After a lengthy delay, again, the plane pulled up at the airport, and people started getting off. Mulder took Scully's hand, "Ready for the best week of your life?" Scully just squeezed his hand and nodded.
An hour later they were in their hotel suite overlooking the ocean. There was a bedroom, dining room, living room, and a bathroom. "God Mulder," Scully was standing at the window, looking at the sea.
"This is wonderful, let's go to the beach." Scully's eyes lit up. Mulder was hoping to stay in the room and do...other things, but he couldn't disappoint her.
"Does that mean I get to see you in your bikini?" He leered at her.
"Mmm, you'll just have to wait and see," she grinned, going into the bedroom. When she came out, a t-shirt was hiding her swimsuit. Mulder, who had changed while she was, started to pout as they walked out the door.
"Come on Scully, aren't you taking that off?" Scully thought he sounded like a five year old asking to open presents of Christmas morning.
"Not until we get to the beach," she smirked, knowing she was torturing him. She was sure that his mind was on one thing, and one thing only. Unfortunately for him, it wasn't something they could do at the beach, or at least not without being arrested.
They got to the beach and Mulder turned around to lay out the towels they'd brought. Scully took this opportunity to shed her t-shirt. The air was kinda chilly, *It is February*, but it was a unusually warm one. When Mulder turned back facing Scully, his jaw dropped, and he shifted, as he became slightly uncomfortable. Her skin was so smooth, milky-white with a light dusting of freckles. And her bathing suit, a turquoise bikini, well, it was barely there. "Ah, you look stunning," he smiled at her. She held out the sunscreen, and he was more than happy to rub it into her skin.
After a while, he had begun to massage her, and she leaned back into him. She made a noise that sounded like a mix between a moan and a sigh. "That feels so good," she murmured. Finally, Mulder stopped and just held her as they sat together on the towels. A man passing buy seemed to be awfully interested in Scully, and Mulder just gave him a nasty look, hoping Scully wouldn't notice. *She's mine guys, too bad for you. Keep your eyes to youself...*
Scully hopped up after drinking some tea, and pulled Mulder up too. "Come on, let's go into the water." Mulder looked at the ocean, and couldn't help but notice that it looked so...cold.
"Scully, it looks too cold," he started to whine. But Scully wouldn't hear it and pulled him to the water mumbling something about him being a "big baby."
At 5:00, Scully sat up and rubbed Mulder's back to get his attention. "Mulder?"
"Yeah?" his head popped up.
"I'm getting cold, let's go in and order dinner." She stood up, pulling her t-shirt over her head. Mulder silently gathered their things and followed her inside.
"You want Chinese?" Mulder yelled, hoping Scully heard him. She was in the bedroom changing. He heard her muffled reply, which sounded something like "Sure!" So, he picked up the phone and soon had some food on the way. Scully came out of the room wearing sweats and with her hair pulled into a pony tail. She looked like a teenager.
Pulling Mulder to her, she pressed her lips to his and ran her hands up his back. "Just a promise for later..." She whispered. Letting him go, she sat down on the couch.
Mulder, unsure of what to say, just smiled and sat down next to her. She looked at him and picked up a booklet. "Let's order a movie." After a few minutes, they'd decided on the movie, "City Of Angels." Mulder fumbled with the menu screen, but soon became exasperated. Scully, seeing his frustration, just shook her head. "Give me that," she laughed. In thirty seconds, a screen popped up, telling them that the movie would start in ten minutes. "Gee whiz Mulder, it wasn't that hard. Are you good for anything?" She smiled, joking around. His response was to pick up her hand and kiss all her fingers. "I mean, besides that..." she trailed off as his kisses moved up to her neck. "Oh, Mulder, hmm, that feels great." It was at that moment when someone decided to knock on the door.
Mulder let go of Scully and pulled himself up. The person at the door knocked again, but a little louder. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" Mulder called out. Opening the door, he found the delivery guy with their dinner. After asking how much, he tossed the guy some money, then grabbed the food and shut the door. Walking over to the couch, he handed Scully one of the boxes. "Dinner is served..."
At the end of the movie, the left-over food was discarded on the floor by the couch, and Scully was curled up in Mulder's arms. "That was a great movie Mulder." He managed to respond with a "mmhm." He tried to move himself, but was in a very awkward *and uncomfortable* position. In a moment, Scully discovered his "problem." His body was responding to her close presence, particularly areas down south.
Scully squirmed around on Mulder's lap and he just moaned. "Uuuh, Scully, geez. Um, let's go to the b-bedroom." He was trying to hold back, but his body felt like it was on fire. Scully got up and ran into the bedroom, and after a minute, Mulder got up to follow her. When he did get in the room, what he saw made his whole body stand on edge. Scully was lying on top of the bed unclothed...completely. He just swallowed hard and smiled.
Scully sat up and grabbed his shirt. "You have too many clothes on."
The rest of the week went by so quickly, and before they knew it, it was time to leave. "Mulder, I really don't want to go back to work tomorrow," Scully complained, while walking onto the plane.
"Well, neither do I but, I guess we don't have much of a choice.
Besides, as long as I have you, I'll be happy." They found their seats and sat down, preparing for the long flight home.
May 7, 1998
Agent Sean Taylor was preparing some slides when he noticed his newest coworker leaning against the counter, with her eyes closed. "Hey, Agent Scully, er...Mulder, are you feeling okay?" When she looked up, he nodded at her. "Cause you don't look too great..."
Dana was trying to decide if she should admit to feeling sick, or just say she was fine. When another wave of nausea hit her, she shook her head. "Uh, actually I'm not feeling very well...I think I may have caught a touch of the flu, or something." She stood up and took a deep breath.
Agent Taylor walked over. "Why don't you go home. There's not much to do here, so it's no problem." he paused, waiting for a response. Scully nodded her head and smiled faintly.
"Thanks..." As she gathered her stuff, her stomach started to churn again, and she willed it to settle down. "Bye, I'll see you tomorrow," she called over her shoulder. Agent Taylor just waved, and got back to work.
When Dana got home, she changed into jeans and a sweatshirt, then curled up with a book. Even though she wasn't feeling well, she couldn't help but laugh at Sean's trip-up over her name. She got that a lot. Even she and Fox were still working on using each other's first names. More often then not, they still slipped into their familiar last names.
After about an hour, the nausea had passed, and she felt remarkably better. She called Agent Taylor to see if he needed her to come back in, but he said no. With almost 8 hours left before Fox came home, she decided to throw some clothes in the wash and clean up. By lunch time, Dana had nothing left to do, so she called Fox.
"Mulder," her husband said when he answered his phone.
"Hi, Fox," Dana responded. She could practically feel his smile over the phone. "I was just wondering if I could meet you somewhere for lunch."
Fox sighed, slumping down in his chair. "I wish I could Dana, but we're at a crucial point in this case. We're *this close* to catching this bastard. So, no, I can't meet you for lunch." After pausing for a moment, he smiled. "Can I take a rain check?"
Shaking her head, Dana laughed. "Anytime, anytime. I'd better let you get back to work, then. I'll see you at 6:00." They were about to hang up when she made one last comment. "Oh, Don't be late tonight, I'm in a funny...mood, you never know what I'll have planned."
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, and rather slowly; Dana was bored out of her mind. Her teaching/labwork job at Quantico may be boring, but at least it was something. Around 6:00, Fox walked in the door, tossing his jacket onto the couch. Dana came to greet him, but he didn't look happy. Actually, he looked rather pissed off. "Uh, what's wrong Fox?"
"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well this morning?" he scowled at her. Dana tried to think of something to say, wondering how he found out, but Fox jumped in. "Oh, I ran into Agent Taylor in the garage. He told me to tell you that he hopes you're feeling better tomorrow."
Turning and walking into the kitchen, Dana pulled some steaks out of the oven. "Mulder, it was just a bug or something. To tell you the truth, I'm fine. I've felt fine ever since I rested this morning." At his questioning stare, she continued. "Really Mulder, Fox, I'm fine..." Fox stepped forward and pulled Dana into a hug, and sighed, kissing her forehead. "If you say so, but next time, could you let me know? I was worried, that's all. I'm sorry I got so mad, it's been a stressful day..."
Placing a kiss on his cheek, Dana nodded. "Don't worry, next time I'll tell you when I'm not feeling well. Come on, Dinner's ready."
At breakfast the next morning, Fox noticed that Dana wasn't really eating. "Scully, Dana, are you feeling okay?" He was worried that this "little bug" would end up being not so little.Dana didn't answer right away, and after a second, she got up and rushed into the kitchen. When Fox hurried in there, he found her bent over the sink, emptying the contents of her stomach. "Oh Dana," he rubbed her back, and after a moment she stood up and rinsed out her mouth.
"I'm okay now, I think." She sighed. Fox was still rubbing her back, and she leaned into him. "I still think this is just a bug I picked up. It'll go away soon." When she noticed Fox closely scrutinizing her, she sighed. "I suppose I should go see the doctor..." If there was one thing she hated, it was going to the doctor.
Fox nodded and smiled softly. "That would make me feel a lot better..." Fifteen minutes later she had an appointment made for 10:30, and Fox was heading out the door. "I'll see you when I get home Dana. Oh, make sure and call me if you need anything." He left, and Dana just shook her head. **He can be so sweet sometimes...**
The morning was spent cleaning up and reading. Around 10:00, she forced herself to put on shoes and leave for her appointment. **This is really unnecessary...but it couldn't hurt.** She thought to herself.
At 11:00, Dana was sitting in Doctor Kelly Dorland's office. She was waiting for a few simple tests to come back, then she could go. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Dr. Kelly walked in. Dana stood up and smiled. "So, what do I have, the flu??" She became confused when the doctor started to laugh. "What?"
"Dana, you do not have the flu, believe me. Well, it's quite far from that actually." She paused and Dana tilted her head to tell her to go on. "Dana, you're pregnant." As soon as Dana heard that, her world turned upside down.
"Wha-What? Are you sure, I mean...I'm not-not supposed to be able to have children." She felt like laughing and crying at the same time. Dr. Kelly nodded and handed Dana a piece of paper.
"Here's a prescription for some Pre-natal vitamins. If you're nausea gets too bad, call me, and I can get you some medicine to help fix that." The doctor smiled and squeezed Dana's hand. "Congratulations Dana. If you need anything, just call me." Dr. Kelly had known Dana and Fox only a few months, but she already liked the couple.
On the way home, Dana was in a fog. She was having trouble contemplating all the changes that would happen...Or how Fox would react. As soon as she got home, she grabbed the phone and dialed Fox's cell phone number. When he answered, she started talking right away. "Fox, can you meet me for lunch? It's- It's really important for me to talk to you as soon as possible."
Fox heard his wife, and knew something had happened. "Um, yeah, I can come home for lunch. Dana...are you okay, is anything wrong?"
She answered slowly and tried to think of something to say. "Uh, yeah, I'm okay, I think...I just-just need to talk to you."
Fox nodded into the phone and sighed. "Don't worry. I'll be there in about thirty minutes, okay?"
"I love you Dana."
"Love you too Fox, bye."
He hung up and grabbed his coat, with dozens of worries running through his mind.
Those thirty minutes that Dana waited seemed like hours to her. She sat on the couch twirling a pencil. She'd done some thinking, and knew that this wasn't a bad thing. She'd always wanted children, she just hadn't expected one, especially not now. A smile had spread across her face by the time Fox walked in the door.
Rushing into the apartment, Fox found Dana sitting on the couch, smiling. "Dana, what's up?" She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck.
"Fox, I-I'm pregnant, we're going to have a baby..." She blurted this out and pulled away, waiting to see his expression. It was definitely a "Mulder" expression. A mixture of joy, confusion, and a little worry.
Sitting on the couch, he pulled her down next to him. "Are you sure, I mean, we thought..." She interrupted him was a slow kiss on his lips. When she pulled away, he smiled. "I suppose that's a Yes..." Dana nodded and crawled into his lap, resting her head on his chest. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her stomach.
"We're going to have a baby, our baby..." Tears were forming in her eyes, and Fox gently wiped them away.
"Oh Dana, I'm so happy, we'll have a real family, we'll be parents." He gently kissed her and smiled. "And I'm sure you'll be a wonderful mom..." Dana grinned and wrapped her arms around him.
Fox sighed. "And as much as I'd love to spend the rest of the day holding you, I've got to go back to work. Robertson specifically told me that he's have my ass if I wasn't back by 1:00." He stopped and stood up. "I know that's not that much time, but we're about to wrap up this case..." Dana nodded her head and shrugged.
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine...We'll be fine," she smiled patting her stomach. "Go to work. I'll see you tonight...We can celebrate properly then." Fox left and Dana sunk down into the couch, grinning. **I'm having a baby...**
"Dana, Fox, I'm so glad you could come." Maggie ushered them into her house and hung up their coats. Bill and Charlie were both in town for business, and she decided that everyone needed to get together for a dinner. "Come on, Come on, everyone else is here." They all walked into the living room.
Dana walked up to her brothers and gave them each a hug. "Hi Bill, Charlie, It's great to see you guys again." She grinned at Charlie who had tried to tickle her, then sat down with Fox on the love seat. She was practically in his lap.
Just as everyone was getting comfortable, Maggie called out from the dining room. "Come in here you guys, dinner's ready." Everyone filed to the table and found there seats. Dana sat between Fox and Charlie, Bill sat on the other side of Charlie, and their mom sat between Fox and Bill. A yummy-looking dinner of spaghetti, rolls, and wine was on the table.
After they said grace, Dana looked up at her mom and smiled. "Um, I want to tell everyone something." She looked at Fox for support, and he nodded his head. "Well, I can't have any wine tonight...I'm pregnant."
Maggie's face immediately lit up and she grinned. "Oh my gosh Dana, I can't believe it!! You know, I though you were glowing tonight..." She got up and gave Dana and Fox both hugs, and squeezed her shoulder. "Congratulations honey."
Charlie was also smiling, and he gave her a hug too. "I'm happy for you Dana, congrats." A look of confusion was crossing his face at the same time. "Dana, I-I thought you told me that you couldn't...have kids..." Everyone looked at her and she shrugged.
"Honestly, I don't know what to say. They must have been wrong.
I mean, there's no doubt that I'm having a baby..." She smiled and squeezed Mulder's hand. Bill who had been silent the whole time gave a grim smile in Dana's direction.
"Congratulations Dana..." he was still having trouble with the fact that his sister and Fox Mulder were married, and that actually did what married couples do. The thought made his stomach turn. However, he kept any thoughts like that to himself, because after his little "spat" at their wedding, Dana was liable to kick his ass if he caused any more trouble. ...His mother probably would too.
After dinner everyone sat in the living room talking. Maggie couldn't quit fussing over Dana, and Charlie watched with amusement. By the time that everyone was ready to go home, Dana was exhausted. She embraced Bill and smiled. Letting go, she looked up him, holding his arm. "I want to thank you Bill. I know you don't exactly...approve of Mulder, but It was really great to see you tonight."
Bill softened a little and he gave her a small smile back. "Dana, I will never get along with Mulder, but he seems to make you happy... and I respect that. You look better than you have in years..." He gave her one last hug, then she walked towards the door.
"Bye Bill, I love you. Tell Tara and Matthew that I send my love." She waved.
"Bye Dana." Bill watched his little sister get in the car, and shook his head. **I'll never be able to not love you...even if you marry the biggest ass in the world.**
That night, Dana fell asleep wrapped in Fox's arms. He watched her sleep and gently kissed her. He had never thought that he could be this happy...the most wonderful wife in the world, a baby on the way. As he laid there in the dark, he couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man alive.
May 11, 1998
Dana walked into her office to find a half-dozen messages on her machine. One from Fox; he was just saying hi, one from Agent Taylor, One from Agent Wilkenson: her supervisor, two from some of her students, and the last was from Skinner. **Skinner...?** Dana wasn't sure why he would call... Picking up the phone, she dialed the familiar number.
"Assistant Director Skinner's office, how may I help you?" Kimberly, Skinner's secretary answered.
"Yes, this is Agent Dana Scully, I need to speak with the Assistant Director please." Dana was a little worried; she couldn't think of any reason why he would call, unless it was bad news for some reason.
"One moment..." Kimberly said as she informed Skinner of the call.
"Agent Scully...or, uh, Mulder, thanks for calling me back..." Skinner almost sounded pleasant, not like he had any sort of bad news.
"Sir, Is something wrong?" Dana asked, impatiently. She had decided to just go by Agent Scully at work...
"No, I- I hope I didn't worry you. I just heard you'd been ill lately, and I guess...well, I wanted to make sure you were feeling better." After an uncomfortable pause, he added quickly, "Old habits die hard I guess..."
Dana laughed and shook her head. "I don't mind sir, actually you may be a bit surprised at what I'm about to tell you. I found out yesterday that I wasn't ill, actually I'm pregnant." She heard Skinner chuckle and became curious. "If I may ask sir, what's so funny?"
Skinner shook his head and smiled. "It's just that picturing Mulder carrying around a baby...well, it's going to be an interesting sight." Skinner had relaxed, and was enjoying talking to Dana. "Congratulations Dana, I'm sure you two will make great parents."
"Thanks sir, Sorry to cut this call short, but I need to go." She saw Agent Taylor walking towards her desk.
"Sure thing, Take care Dana." He was unsure of what to call her, so he just used her first name.
Dana hung up, puzzled by that conversation with Skinner. He usually wasn't one to become friendly. Looking up, she saw Agent Taylor waiting for her. She stood up and joined him, smiling. "Hi, did I miss anything interesting?"
Agent Taylor shrugged. "Not really. So, you're feeling better?" They started walking towards the lab, where Dana would work until her class at 10:00. She taught 3 times a week, and enjoyed the relaxed schedule.
"Well, I guess I am, sort of..." Dana trailed off, unsure of what to say. When Taylor tilted his head in confusion, she explain. "I-I found out that I'm not sick...I'm pregnant." She smiled but kept walking.
Taylor smiled. "Congratulations..." He didn't know all that much about Dana, except what he'd heard through the grapevine, however, he had already formed a fondness for her. When they got to the lab, Dana told Taylor that she would join him as soon as she was done meeting with Agent Wilkenson.
--Agent Wilkenson's Office--
"Come on in Agent Scully," John Wilkenson motioned for Dana to sit down. "I just wanted to make sure you were feeling better. Agent Taylor took over your class the other day for you, it went smoothly..." He smiled and sat down.
"Thank you sir. Um, actually I need to inform you that I'm pregnant...I just found out yesterday." She paused for a moment. "Um, I should be fine until I go on maternity leave, in about 8 months..." She kinda shrugged and stopped talking.
"Congratulations. I'm glad you weren't ill. If you need, you can talk to Agent Taylor about how the class went, I'm sure he'd be happy to fill you in. That's about it I guess, I just wanted to touch base with you." They both stood up and Dana smiled, then walked out the door, ready for a day's work.
7 months later
"Oh my gosh Dana! You look so good!" Tara Scully grinned at her sister-in-law. She and the kids were on their way to joining Bill in their new assignment, which just happened to be in Maryland. She looked forward to seeing her husband's family more often than a few times a year.
Dana and Tara sat down to lunch in Dana and Fox's apartment. "I love your place, Dana. I can tell you did the decorating." The two women laughed, and Dana smiled.
"Actually, not much has changed since Fox moved in with me, except for the addition of his old couch and t.v. in the spare bedroom. I made him either give away or dump most of his other stuff." They laughed again, and Dana got up to get their lunch, deli sandwiches, which were in the kitchen. "So Tara, how has the move gone? I remember as a kid, moves could be so hectic sometimes."
Tara shrugged. "It's gone about as well as expected. With Matthew eating solid foods now, it's not as easy to feed him...we can't just pop a bottle in his mouth." Tara looked over at Dana, and her rapidly growing tummy, then asked. "How are you doing Dana? You look really well...you're growing so big!"
"Yeah, I know I'm getting big. Didn't I say something like that to you last Christmas?" Tara nodded then Dana smiled. "Really, well... I'm doing okay. The morning sickness is gone, and I'm not quite so tired anymore. I can't believe I still have over a month to go! I don't know if I'm going to last..." Then she and Tara got into a discussion about men never being able to handle a pregnancy.
Later that night
"Dana, are you almost ready to go?" Fox was pacing impatiently outside of their bedroom. Tonight was the FBI's annual Christmas banquet/party, and for the first time ever he actually looked forward to going. He couldn't wait for everyone to see them...
The door opened and the most beautiful sight Fox had ever seen was in front of him. Scully was standing in front of him, with a shimmery black dress on that went just above her knees. It criss-crossed on her back, and had a low neckline. Her smooth, rounded stomach was not hidden, but showed off, and she was glowing. She looked magnificent.
"Wow..." was all he could manage to get out. Dana just smiled at him, and grabbed her purse and coat.
Fox was just standing there with his mouth slightly open. "Well, are we going to go, or are you just going to stand there and catch flies?" Dana teased him. Breaking out of his spell, Fox placed his hand on Dana's back, and ushered her out. He had a feeling it would be an interesting night.
As soon as Dana and Fox walked into the banquet room, several people stopped and stared. Mulder just gave them all a smirk and gently guided Dana to a table. A few minutes after they had sat down and ordered some food, Skinner walked over. "Dana, you are looking so well, you're almost glowing!" Dana blushed and Skinner kissed her on the cheek. "Fox, glad to see you two are doing so well...how soon are you due Dana?"
Dana ushered to the empty seat on the other side of the table and Skinner sat down. "Um, I'm due in a little more than a month. It seems like so long..." The three laughed. Skinner had kept in touch with his former agents, and they'd actually met for dinner a few times. They were like the daughter and son he never had.
Their food came, but Skinner had already eaten, so he just sat back and relaxed. He'd already done all his socializing earlier. After a few minutes, Dana stood up. "Excuse me, I'll be right back." She stood up and headed to the restroom. Both Fox and Skinner watched her go.
"She's looking really good Fox, you're lucky." Skinner looked at Fox.
Fox looked up and smiled. "Yeah, she's had no real problems. I'm amazed it's gone this well...it's a miracle really. All I know is that she's healthy, so I'm not going to wonder how it's possible." A moment of silence settled over the table, then the two men started talking about the problems in the NBA.
Inside of the ladies room, Dana was washing her hands when a woman walked up and began fixing her make up. She could see the woman eyeing her, and got slightly annoyed. "Can I help you with anything?"
The woman looked up and gave a fake smile. "Oh, no. You're Dana Scully right?" When Dana nodded, the woman smirked. "Who'd of ever thought that anyone could domesticate Fox Mulder..." Dana felt her face get hot, and her anger started to boil over.
"For your information, I have not "domesticated" Fox Mulder. We are married, and very much in love. Personally, I just think that you are all jealous." At that point, Dana turned around and left, refusing to ruin the rest of the evening.
When Fox saw Dana coming out of the restroom, he knew she was upset. "Uh, is anything wrong Dana?" She just shook her head and smiled.
"Nope, nothing's wrong. Let's go dance." She pulled him up and out onto the dance floor. Fox put his hands onto Dana's waist, and she put hers around his neck. They swayed to the music and let everything melt away. For a few minutes, nothing else mattered. By the time the song ended, Dana had her forehead against Fox's chest and they were barely moving.
From far away, Skinner watched and smiled, glad that those two had found the happiness they deserved.
Several hours later, Dana sighed and took her husband's hand. "Fox, let's go home. I'm getting tired." It was almost midnight, way past her normal "bedtime" lately. Fox just nodded and grabbed their coats.
On the way to the car, he looked over at Dana, and noticed she was rather pale. "Dana, are you feeling okay, you look kind of pale..." At that moment, she closed her eyes and bent over a little, clutching her stomach.
She took a deep breath, and Fox could her her murmur, "Oh!" He was becoming worried.
"Dana! Dana, what's wrong, are you okay?" She was leaning against their car, and she shook her head. Fox wasn't going to waist another second. "Come on Dana, get in the car, I'm taking you to the hospital." She climbed into the passenger seat and closed her eyes. Fox took off, and hoped that they wouldn't be stopped for speeding.
Halfway there, Dana took a sharp breath and Fox looked over. He could tell she was in pain. "Dana, what's happening? Please, you're the doctor." After a few moments, she looked up.
"I-I think I'm going into labor. I'm having contractions...really strong contractions." Fox's eyes got wide and he sped up even more. "Fox, slow down a little, it's not going to help anything if we get into an accident." She smiled, hoping to calm him down a little, and he slowed down.
About five minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot, and Fox hopped out. "Can you walk," he asked Dana.
She climbed out of the car and nodded. "I think so." They walked as quickly into the hospital as possible, and Mulder rushed up to the front desk.
"I need help, My wife's having a baby!" He motioned to Dana who was bent over from another contraction. "She's not supposed to be due for another month and a half!" The nurse looked up and motioned for a wheelchair. Before Fox knew what was going on, Dana was in a hospital room, and some papers had been thrust into his hands to sign. He just scribbled all the necessary information, and gave them back. Pretty soon, a doctor came into the room to examine Dana.
"Hi, I'm doctor Forester, I just want to take a quick look to see how close Dana is." After a few moments he looked up. "You're dilated to six, Dana, your water should break anytime now. I want to take you upstairs. We've contacted your doctor, a Dr. Kelly, and she's on her way. Luckily she wasn't in the middle of anything."
Dr. Forester left to get some nurses to wheel Dana upstairs, and Fox looked and Dana. "Oh Boy, this is really happening isn't it?" He was jumpy and nervous, and Dana could see fear in his eyes.
"Yeah, this is happening. You need to call mom, let her know what's happening. She's gonna want to come over here." Dana smiled, and Fox rushed out of the room, saying he'd be right back.
He got back just in time to catch Dana being wheeled out. "Dana, you're mom's on her way over. " She nodded, then cringed as a contraction rattled her insides.
An hour later, Dr. Kelley was in the birthing room, and Dana's water had broken. The baby's head was crowning. "Come on Dana, at the count of three, I want you to push, you're almost there." Fox was holding her hand, and she looked very tired. "One...Two...Three..."
Dana started to push, and Fox watched as the head of a tiny baby came out. He shook his hand a little, he was afraid she was cutting off his circulation.
"I can see the head, Dana!" He smiled at her, but she wasn't paying attention. The doctor looked up at Dana and smiled.
"Okay Dana, at the next contraction push. It should be the end, okay?" Dana closed her eyes, and Fox wiped her forehead.
"I'm so tired..." she mumbled.
"I know you are baby, but you can do it. We're almost done." Fox smoothed back her hair and kissed her forehead.
As the next contraction came, Dana pushed, and pushed hard. Then, the sound of crying filled the room as their baby took its first breath. Dana and Fox were both crying too. Fox moved towards the doctor and looked back at Dana. "It's a girl, we have a baby girl!" He was beaming as he cut the umbilical cord, then their daughter was whisked away to be inspected by the pediatrician.
Fox fed Dana some ice chips and she just laid there, resting, with her eyes closed. A few minutes later, the doctor came back with the baby in her arms. "Your baby girl is fine. Despite being born early, she seems to be pretty healthy. She's a little underweight, she weighs 4 pounds 12 ounces. We want to keep her in the hospital until she weighs over five pounds." Handing Dana her baby, Dr. Kelley smiled. "You two are very lucky."
Almost immediately the baby latched onto Dana's breast, and she looked at her husband with tears in her eyes. "What should we name her?"
Fox looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "I've got the perfect name, I think you'll like it...Melissa Ann Mulder."
The room was quiet for a moment, then Dana looked up. "It's beautiful. Perfect..." They both looked at Melissa and smiled. Then, Dana thought for a second. "Ann?"
"Uh, it was Samantha's middle name..." Fox sadly nodded, and Dana understood. "Oh, I guess I should go tell your mom the good news, she'll want to come say hi." He walked out the room, leaving Dana and Melissa alone.
Out in the waiting room, Maggie Scully was pacing quietly. She knew her daughter wasn't due for another month. When she saw Fox coming, she stood still. "Fox?"
A huge smile broke out on his face, and she let out a sigh of relief. Fox walked over and hugged Maggie. "You have a baby granddaughter. Melissa Ann Mulder, four pounds, twelve ounces. Other than a low birth weight, she's healthy." Maggie smiled and embraced Fox.
"Congratulations. I'm so glad everything went okay. Can I go see them?" She looked down the hallway.
"Sure thing, mom. Right this way."
As Maggie walked into Dana's room, they found both Dana and Melissa asleep. They looked so perfect, so wonderful. She knew that Melissa was the best miracle that could've ever happened to her daughter and son-in-law. After watching them for a second, she turned around and went back out in the hallway, letting them catch some well-deserved sleep.
January 29, 1999 Tuesday
Dana slowly woke up and shook the sleepy haze from her head. Looking at the clock, she saw that it was 1:02 am. The soft cries of an infant reached her ears and she realized that must have been what woke her. Grabbing her robe, she walked into the baby's room. Peering into the crib, Dana smiled softly. "hey there, Missy. Hmm, you must be hungry again." She lifted Melissa from the crib and settled into the rocking chair. The chair had been a gift from her mother, and had already proven itself as an invaluable comfort on the late night feedings. After a few moments, Dana felt a pull on her breast and smiled as Melissa began to drink hungrily. She couldn't help but love these feedings; being so close with her daughter. As she softly stroked the thin layer of hair on her child's head, she marveled at how perfectly a woman's body is made for children. She alone could provide the nourishment that little Missy needs. About ten minutes later, Melissa started fussing. Dana burped her, then changed sides. Closing her eyes, she thanked God for this little miracle that had entered her life.
Fox woke up to find the spot next to him empty. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he wandered into Melissa's room. He saw Missy lying on Dana's shoulder, both of the asleep in the rocking chair. Carefully, he lifted the infant and placed her in the crib. Then, he ran a finger across Dana's cheek, causing her eyes to flutter open. "Hey baby, why don't you come to bed, I'm sure it'll be more comfortable." Dana slowly got up and yawned. They climbed under the sheets and Fox wrapped his arms around Dana. He pulled her tight against him and whispered loving terms of endearment in her ear. He got no response, because she had already fallen back asleep.
1:45 T.J.'s Deli
Dana pulled up to the deli and turned off the car. "Okay Missy, time to go see Grandma." It took her a few minutes, but eventually she was able to gather the diaper back and the baby and get into the restaurant. Maggie was sitting at a little table and waved to her daughter. Dana came over and looked flustered. "Hey Mom, would you mind taking Missy for a minute?" Maggie reached out and took the sleeping baby. "I'd love to hold by granddaughter." Dana dropped the bag on the floor and flopped down in her seat. Grinning, she shook her head. "Geez, they tell you how much work a baby will be, but it's not the baby that's the work...it's lugging around all the accessories that come along with it! I am exhausted!" Both women laughed and Maggie nodded. "Oh, just wait until this little one is two. You won't be saying that then." The waitress came by and took their orders, and when she left, Dana looked up. "So, Mom, how's Bill and Tara doing? I haven't had time to call lately, and I haven't heard anything from them since they visited after Missy was born." She remembered Tara's exclamations over Missy, right after she was born. Her sister-in-law was nice and all, but listening to her high voice speaking baby-talk for an hour could irritate anyone. "They're doing great. Matthew is speaking a few words now, and he's become quite the traveler. Bill says that he is very good at running around the house now, and no one can keep up with him." A few minutes later their lunches arrived, and Missy woke up. The rest of the meal was spent exchanging small talk, and fussing with the baby. When the time came to leave, Dana suddenly remembered something. "Oh, Mom?" "Yes Dana?" "Would it be possible for you to babysit Missy on Thursday night? Fox and I have been invited out to dinner with some people from work." Maggie handed Missy over to Dana. "Of course sweetheart, that would be no problem. You know I love watching her." "Great, I'll see you Thursday then."
Thursday January 31, 1999
Fox and Dana pulled up in from the steakhouse, fifteen minutes late. "Missy just had to pick today to get sick!" Fox mumbled, as Dana finished putting on her makeup. Melissa had been fussy, with a cold, and hadn't wanted her mom to go. "Oh, stop whining, Fox. We're only fifteen minutes late." Dana grabbed her purse and hurried inside. As soon and they got inside, they saw their group and walked over. Sean Taylor saw the couple and grinned. "Hey guys, look who's here." A round of "hellos" could be heard and they sat down. Sean looked at Dana, who was sitting between him and Fox. "Dana, how's the baby? I haven't seen you since the Christmas Ball. I hope you got the flowers and outfit me and my wife sent." Dana turned toward her coworker. "Missy's doing great. She's fully recovered from any problems she had earlier. Yes, I got your gift. Please thank Mary for me, the outfit is adorable." After taking a sip of her iced tea, she smiled. "How's the class been going? Do they miss me yet?" Sean had taken over the class she taught while she was on maternity leave. "Oh, it's been pretty boring. I can tell they like you more than me. They keep asking when you'll be back." He shook his head with a puzzled grin. "When will you be back? Soon, right?" Dana nodded. "Yep, I'll be back officially next Monday, and I'm itching for work. I never realized how boring it could be at home..." At that point, dinner arrived. Fox slipped his arm around Dana and kissed her cheek, playfully. "You feeling okay? Not too tired?" Fox didn't want her to wear herself out, he knew she hated too much "mothering", but he couldn't help it. She was his world. Dana brought her lips up to his for a quick kiss. She squeezed his hand and smiled. "I' feeling just fine, this is the first real outing I've had since Missy was born." Then, she settled into his embrace and ate her dinner, listening to everyone else's conversations.
One Hour Later
Between the other five people at the table, Dana and Fox hadn't said much. By the time everyone was done eating, the conversation turned to them. "So, Dana," said David Patton of the VCS, "How do you put up with Mulder? I mean, he can be such an ass sometimes." Dana rolled her eyes and was about to respond when Crystal Davison, a profiler for the VCS, broke in. "Actually, his ass is probably one of the reasons she married him!" The table broke into laughter and Fox blushed. Dana gave him a peck on the cheek and grinned. "Gee, you guys weren't supposed to let him know that!" Everyone laughed again, and Fox just acted insulted. Justine Smith, who worked with Dana smiled and spoke from across the table. "Dana, you look fabulous. How's the baby? Do you have any pictures?" "Oh, Missy's doing just fine," Dana replied, repeating what she'd told Sean Taylor earlier. "She had a little cold right now, but she's otherwise healthy." At that point, Fox pulled out his wallet, and among the amused looks from the men, passed around a picture of Melissa. the women oooh-ed and awww-ed over it, then passed it back.
The conversation drifted back and forth and before anyone realized it, it was 9:00. Fox looked at his watch and stood up. Dana followed suit and smiled. "Thanks so much, we had a great time." Everyone agreed and several others got up to leave as well. Dana exchanged phone numbers with Crystal and then they left. Melissa was sound asleep when they arrived to pick her up from Maggie's house. She'd just eaten, so she went right to bed once they got home. Dana walked into the bedroom and started undressing. "Hey, Fox?" she called into the hall. He poked his head into the room and walked over to where she was standing. "Yeah, did you want something?" Dana looked at his with a sparkle in her eye and ran her hands over his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. "I want you." She simply stated. Leaning into him, she captured his lips with hers. After a moment, she felt his tongue run across her lip. She sighed and pulled away. Fox stifled a groan and pulled her closer. Dana relaxed, laying her head against his chest. He just caressed her back for a few minutes until she stood back up. In the darkness, she pulled him to the bed. "Fox, please. I need you, tonight, in me." She started to finish undoing her shirt, when his large, strong hand stopped hers. "Are you sure?" They hadn't been "together" since Missy had been born. Dana smiled. "You're so sweet Fox, but trust me, we've waited long enough. She took his hand, guiding it to her hip, and they sunk into the bed, lost in a world that consisted of them, and them alone.
Monday February 4, 1999
The loud, annoying buzz of the alarm clock penetrated Dana's dream. She groggily sat up and turned it off. She moved over and shook Fox. "Come on Sleepyhead, time to wake up." "Mmm, already?" Fox grumbled. "What time is it?"
"Uh, about five," Dana answered. Climbing out of bed, she headed toward the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower, why don't you start breakfast?"
Fox rolled over and opened his eyes. "Okay, are eggs and toast okay?" Dana poked her head out. "That's fine. While you're up check and see if Missy is awake yet."
She'd finally begun sleeping through the night just in the past week. Both thought that was a splendid breakthrough, allowing them to finally have more than two minutes alone together. Fox stumbled out of bed and threw on his robe. When he walked into Melissa's room, he saw her big blue eyes wide open. For a moment he just stood there, silently watching as Melissa gurgled and smiled, amused at the mobile hanging over her head. It had UFO's, planets, starts, and comets hanging from it and had been a gift from the Lone Gunmen.
Finally, Fox peeked over the edge of the crib, and Missy held up her arms, smiling at the sight of her dad. "Hey pumpkin, how's my little girl doing? Is your diaper wet?" He picked her up and patted her bottom. "You sure are wet, let's get that off of you."
By the time Dana got out of the shower, Missy was changed, waiting to be fed, and there was eggs and toast on the table. Fox was holding Missy, reading the paper.
Dana snuck over and snatched her up. "Hey, baby girl!" Missy laughed. "Good morning Fox." He looked up and she gave him a long, sweet kiss.
"Ready for work?" he asked her, knowing full well what the answer was.
"Are you kidding?! I've been ready for the past week!" She laughed, then started to feed Missy. "Here ya go, eat away. Fox, I'm going to be leaving in about a half an hour, just to let you know." He nodded and finished his breakfast, glad his wife was getting back to her job.
6:50 am Quantico
Dana knocked on the office door of her boss, John Wilkenson. She heard a muffled "Come In", so she opened the door and slipped inside. As soon as she'd shut the door, Agent Wilkenson looked up. "Agent Scully, It's great to have you back. I hope you and your baby are both doing good." Dana nodded. "Thank you sir, Melissa and I are both doing just fine. I just wanted to stop in and get any messages or paperwork you might have for me. Agent Wilkenson shook his head. "Well, I don't have anything myself, there's some paperwork on your desk you need to fill out, and I'm sure Agent Taylor has piles of stuff for you." A few minutes later Dana left to find Agent Taylor. He was waiting near her office when she found him. As she walked up, he notice she looked great, fully recovered. "Good morning, Agent Scully, I have lots of stuff for you." Dana groaned playfully and shook his hand. "I was afraid you'd say that." They went into her office and he pointed out piled of papers, mail, and other things that needed her attention.
About 2 1/2 hours later, Dana put down her paperwork and headed to the classroom where she taught. Once there, a smile formed on her face when she saw the sign on the door. It read "Welcome Back Agent Scully!" and was signed by her students and coworkers. Unlocking the door, she walked in and started preparing for class. Ten minutes later, a small group of students came in. "Hey Agent Scully, glad to see you're back!" "Thanks you guys, it's good to be back. So, how'd Agent Taylor do while I was gone?" Dana was curious. One of the students shrugged. "Agent Taylor was fine, except he seemed to put half the class to sleep every day. He's got a very...different teaching style." Dana laughed and the group sat down, pulling out their books. She watched, putting a picture of Fox cuddling with Melissa up on her desk. She couldn't help but feel that her life was now complete. She had Fox, Missy, and a good job. Staring at the picture, she mumbled to herself, "We'll always be okay, as long as we're together."
***Author's Note: There's some violence in this part that may disturb younger children...if you don't like that kinda stuff, you might want to turn away. You may want to read the first 6 parts to fully understand this story. :-) ****
Six years later
"Come ON Missy!!!!! We're going to be late!" Dana yelled out to her daughter. She couldn't figure out why she was being so slow, usually she just threw on jeans and a shirt. Melissa was a tomboy, like her mother had been as a child, and didn't usually care what she wore. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Missy came out of her room in a skort and t-shirt with flowers. Her hair was fixed up nicely. "Wow, you look wonderful Missy! Now Let's go."
The mother and daughter went out to their car. "So, Missy, is there any reason why you are so dressed up today?" Missy hesitated, then smiled.
"Do ya promise not to tell anyone?" When Dana nodded, Missy leaned over and whispered, "It's for Chris. I kinda like him, and he said he would sit by me at lunch today!" Dana sat up and smiled. She wished life was so simple.
After dropping Missy off at school, Dana went to work. "Oh, Great," she mumbled to herself. "Exam day, won't it be just pleasant." Today was a big exam, and no one was ever in a good mood on exam day. "Oh well... at least Fox will be there when I get home." He had the day off, because he had just wrapped up a very big and stressful case, and he needed time to recuperate.
Later that day
Around 7:00 P.M., Dana got up and gathered her stuff. It was time to go home...finally. It had been a VERY long day. While she was walking to her car, she was thinking of her daughter, Missy. She was in first grade now, and was constantly reminding her parents that she wasn't a baby anymore. Then she remembered that today she was supposed to have taken a test for the gifted and talented program at school, she was a really bright girl. "I'll have to ask her how it went." she reminded herself. At work she was Agent Dana Scully, but at home she was Dana Mulder. She couldn't wait to get home.
Her medium length red hair flew out behind her as she rushed through the parking garage. Right before reaching her car, Dana saw a shadow at her side. Whirling around, she came face-to-face with a young man, Darryl Johnston from her class. "Hello Darryl." He seemed so young. Darryl was one of the best students in her class.
"Hello Dr. Scully." He just stood there, causing Dana to get a little nervous.
"Did you need anything Darryl?" Dana asked, wanting to leave.
"Uh, yeah, I think one of my papers from another class got mixed up with the assignment we turned in before the exams, could you check really quick, I kind of need it." He stopped talking and looked at Dana.
"Sure Darryl, it's in the backseat of my car, let me check really quick." Dana bent over to get the stack of papers, when she felt a sudden pain in her back. She fell to the ground, and landed on her wrist, hard. She saw Darryl standing over her with a large stick. He tossed it on the cement and smiled. "What...?" She started to ask. Darryl's foot came out and caught her stomach, then he kicked her again, striking her ribs.
"Just don't say anything Dr. Scully. Don't say a thing and you'll be fine." Darryl got down on his knees and grabbed her arms and tied them up with a rope he'd pulled from his pocket, pinning her to the ground.
Darryl pulled at her coat and managed to get it off. A minute later, he had pulled off her shirt, and was working on her skirt, and Dana started screaming for help. She'd figured out what he wanted-and she wasn't going to let this bastard do anything to her without giving up a fight. "Help Me!! Someone, HELP!!!!" Darryl looked down at Dana and scowled. "I told you not to say anything..." He made a fist and hit her across the face, then hit her head on the ground. As she started to black out, Dana could feel him removing her skirt...
A minute later, Darryl heard a shout. "Hey, You! What are you doing!?" A man came running over, and he had a gun. Darryl got up and ran. The man, seeing the unconscious woman on the ground, ignored Darryl and called 911, while untying her wrists. "Hello, yes, I am Agent McGinnis with the FBI, I'm in the 3rd floor of the parking garage at Quantico. I have a woman on the ground. We need an ambulance...Umm, She's unconscious, but breathing. It appears as if she had a head injury of some sort..." Waiting for the ambulance, McGinnis took Dana's coat and covered her.
6 minutes later, an ambulance pulled up and loaded Dana onto the stretcher. Agent McGinnis told the paramedics that her name was Dana Scully according to her ID. The ambulance took off, leaving McGinnis with the police to give his statement.
Fox Mulder paced in front of the telephone. Dana should have been home thirty minutes ago. Melissa was at the table doing her homework, oblivious to her dad's worry. When the phone began to ring, he snatched it up. "Hello?"
"Is this, uh, Fox Mulder?" An unfamiliar voice asked him.
"Yes this is, what can I do for you?"
"This is the Georgetown hospital, your wife, Dana was brought in by the ambulance a few minutes ago."
"What!" Mulder started to panic. A million possible situations ran through his mind. "What happened, is she okay?"
"Sir, I can't give that information out over the phone, as soon as you get here, you can ask the doctor." Fox hung up the phone and looked at Missy.
"Missy, come on, we've got to go!" His daughter looked up and saw the fear in her dad's eyes.
"Where are we going dad, what's wrong?" Missy knew he was upset.
"Your mom's been hurt Missy, I don't know what's wrong, we've got to go to the hospital. Now stop asking questions, we need to leave." Fox grabbed their coats and hurried her out to the car. On the way to the hospital, he called Dana's mom. "Hi, Mom, I need you to come to the Georgetown hospital. Dana's there, something's happened. No, I don't know what, but I need you to come. Yes, Missy's with me, that's one of the reasons why I need you. Thank you, I'll see you there." Fox hit end and sped up, driving the rest of the way in silence.
Walking into the emergency room, he went up to the desk. "My wife, Dana Mulder was brought in." The nurse looked up and frowned at her list.
"Hold on," she messed with the computer for a minute. "Uh...let's see, there's a Dana Scully brought in fifteen minutes ago."
"That's her work name," Fox rushed out. "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know, but I'll page the doctor to let him know you're here." Fox sat down in the waiting room, and pulled Missy into his lap.
"Dad, is mom going to be okay?" Missy asked her dad, tears forming in her eyes.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'm sure she'll be okay, but I don't know much right now. We'll have to wait and find out." After sitting and worrying for five minutes, a doctor approached him.
"Are you Dana's husband?" When Fox nodded, the doctor sat down. "Mr. Mulder, your wife is currently in surgery. She was attacked and has sustained several injuries. A rib was broken, and it punctured her lung. Also, she has a severe concussion and a broken wrist. As soon as she's out of surgery, I'll let you know how she's doing." Fox took a deep breath. He didn't expect this. "Is she going to be okay?" The doctor looked up. "We think that she'll recover. The lung isn't that bad, she's going to live, if that's what you mean." Fox nodded, and the doctor walked away.
"Daddy, what's a concussion?" Fox looked at his daughter, he had forgotten she was there.
"Honey, it's what happens when you hit your head really hard." He swallowed and tried to not cry.
"How did mommy hit her head?" Missy asked. Before Fox could answer, Maggie came running into the hospital. Seeing her son-in-law and granddaughter, she ran over to them.
"Fox, what happened, is Dana okay?" She pulled Missy into a hug and sat down.
"Uh, She was a-attacked. She's in surgery with a-a punctured lung and a concussion. She also has a broken wrist. That's all I know." He closed his eyes, willing himself to be strong.
Maggie sighed and embraced Fox. The trio sat there for another hour until another doctor came out to speak to them.
"Mr. Mulder, your wife is out of surgery. It went very well. She's critical, but stable, and we feel like she will be able to be moved out of intensive care either tomorrow or the day after that. What all did the other doctor tell you?" He looked at Fox.
"Just that she was attacked, and that she has a punctured lung, a concussion, and a broken wrist." Fox looked at the floor.
The doctor looked up at Melissa and told Fox, "You may want to take her somewhere else for a moment..." Maggie looked at the doctor with questions all over her face, but nodded her head and took Missy to get a candy bar.
The doctor took a deep breath and looked at Fox. "Your wife was attacked, and it seems like the attacker tried to rape her..."
Fox immediately collapsed into a chair and buried his face into his hands. The doctor continued. "She was found in nothing but her underclothes, by her car, and the man who found her saw the suspect running away. However, we have reason to believe the attacker was interrupted before he could do anything. We did a test and found no evidence of rape." Fox let out a breath that he didn't know he'd been holding.
Finding his voice, he shakily asked, "But she-she's going to be okay?" The doctor nodded. "Can-Can we see her?'"
"Of course. When you're ready, she's in room 1119." The doctor shook Fox's hand and gave him a grim smile, then walked away.
Maggie, who'd been waiting with Missy across the room came back over. Fox was crying. "Fox, what's wrong?" Fox looked up. "Missy, can you go sit in that chair over there and eat the rest of that candy bar?" He pointed across the room by a fish tank. Missy nodded and sauntered over, nibbling at the chocolate. "Mom...Dana's okay, but whoever attacked her had tried to-to rape her." Maggie closed her eyes. "Oh God, Fox." She sat down, and took Fox's hand.
"They say that he didn't, he-he was interrupted before he could do anything, but it's just..." He couldn't say anymore. He broke down. Maggie put her arms around him. "There must've been something I could've done..." Fox was crying.
"Shh, no, there was nothing you could've done. Shh..." She let go of Fox. "Can we go see her?" Fox nodded, and they got Missy before walking down the hall. Outside of Dana's room, Maggie crouched down next to Missy. "Missy, your mom is hurt. She may be hooked up to some machines, and she may not look very good right now. But, don't be afraid okay? She's probably sleeping right now, so she can get better." Missy nodded and grabbed her dad's hand. She looked scared.
Pushing open the door, Fox and Missy walked in the room, Maggie following behind them. Missy's face scrunched up and she looked at her dad. "Daddy, what happened to her, why is she hurt so bad?" The little girl had tears in her eyes, not knowing what was going on. Fox didn't know what to say. He handed Missy's hand to Maggie and walked up to Dana's bed. Seeing her close up, tears started falling again.
Her arm was in a cast, her head was bandaged, and her cheek and eye was swollen. He could see the outline of a bandage around her chest. "Dana..." he whispered, sitting down next to her, taking her hand into his. Maggie came and gave Dana a kiss and then turned to Fox.
"Fox, I'm going to take Missy and go home. I'll take her to school tomorrow, okay?" Fox just nodded and kissed Missy goodbye.
"Missy, be good, okay? I'm going to stay here with Mommy, so you have to go home with grandma. Do you want to say bye to your mom?"
Missy said yes, so Fox held her up and she gave her mom a kiss on the cheek. "Bye mom, I hope you get better soon." They left, leaving Fox alone in his vigil over Dana.
After a few hours, the nurse brought in a blanket for Fox. He took it silently and didn't leave Dana's side.
Fox stirred. He opened his eyes and realized he must have dozed off. Looking at Dana, he saw her eyes flicker open. He jumped up. "Dana, honey, it's me. Do you know where you are?"
Dana tried to say something, but she couldn't get any sound out. Fox gave her some water and she cleared her throat. "I'm in the hospital."
Mulder kissed her on the cheek and smiled. "What is the last thing you remember?"
Dana looked away, as if to think. After a minute, she started crying. "He-he attacked me. I remember it...Fox, I-I remember. He was-was pulling off my clothes..." She broke into tears and Mulder embraced her as best as possible. "When-when was I found, what happened?"
"Oh Dana, another agent interrupted your attacker. You were brought in around 7:30."
"Someone interrupted...does that mean he- did he..." She didn't know what to say, and Fox squeezed her hand.
"Dana, he was stopped before he could do anything..." Dana closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Could you get the doctor? My chest really hurts. I need more medicine." Fox nodded and pressed the nurse's call button. After the nurse called the doctor, he came within a few minutes.
"Hello Dana, I'm Doctor Roberts. I'm glad to see you awake." It was the same doctor that talked to Fox after the surgery. "I'm sure you want to know what injuries you've sustained. Your chest hurts because you had a broken rib that punctured your lung. You have a concussion and a broken wrist. That's about it. The surgery went well, you should recover nicely." Dana nodded. The doctor checked her vitals and wrote something down on her chart. "I'll put some pain medication into your IV, okay? It's going to make you sleepy."
About five minutes later, Dana was fighting to keep her eyes open. Fox stroked her hair until her eyes closed. Then, he laid his head down on the bed and closed his eyes too.
"Hello Ma'am, " a tall, older man walked into Dana's room. "Are you Dana Mulder?" Dana nodded, and he walked over towards her. "Mrs. Mulder, I'm Det. Frank Green with the D.C. Police, we're going to need your statement about what happened. If you remember anything that could help us catch this guy..." he just shrugged and pulled up a chair. Fox had gone home to change clothes and get Missy.
"Well," Dana's throat was dry and she had to get a drink before continuing. "I was going home from work, I'm an instructor at Quantico. When I got to my car I turned around, there was someone there." After a few moments of silence, she looked up with an emotionless face. "I-I remember who it was. His name is Darryl Johnston. He's a student of mine. Anyways, he asked me to get a paper for him. He said he accidentally turned in something from another class. I turned around and he hit me with a big stick. I guess I hadn't seen it. I fell, and asked what he was doing. He-he kicked me, and tied up my hands, I think." Dana stopped talking and the policeman wrote all that down. "He pulled off my coat and my shirt, and I realized what he wanted...I started to scream. Then he hit me in the face...That-That's all I remember." She tried to shift positions, but jarred her wrist and grimaced in pain.
"Ma'am you said his name was Darryl Johnston? Is this a positive ID?" Dana nodded. The police officer wrote it down and stood up. "Thank you ma'am. I need you to sign this paper." She signed her name and looked out the window. "I hope you get well soon. You'll be contacted when we bring him in." He left, and Dana closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
When Fox and Missy arrived, about fifteen minutes after the policeman had left, Dana opened her eyes and sat up. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you Missy! I miss you already!" She smiled and took Missy's hand, who was smiling brightly.
"Oh, Mom! You're getting better!" Missy smiled, then looked at the IV. "Um, can I sit up there with you? Please..." Missy looked up with big eyes.
"Sure sweetie. Just, Just be careful. I'm still really sore. " Dana patted the sheets next to her and scooted over gently, making room for her daughter. Fox lifted Missy up and set her on the bed, then took a seat. "So, how did school go today Missy?" Dana ran her hand through Missy's hair.
"Oh, it was just fine. Chris sat next to me at lunch again, and didn't care that all the boys were making fun of him." Missy smiled, then frowned. "Mommy, what happened to you? All daddy says is that you were hurt. You seem okay, so why are you staying here?" The young girl looked up with sad eyes, and Dana put her arm around her daughter.
"Well, this guy attacked me after work yesterday, he hurt me pretty bad. I don't know why he did this. I'm still in the hospital because the doctors had to fix me up, and they want to make sure I'm getting better like I'm supposed to be before I go home. I should be able to go home in a few more days..." Dana hugged her daughter as gently as possible, trying to avoid bumping her arm. Then, to her dismay, she started to become tired. Suddenly, she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Fox saw his wife falling asleep, and took his daughter off the bed. "Honey, mommy is getting tired now and needs to rest. Why don't you go stand right out in the hallway, and I'll be there in a second." Missy scurried out of the room, and Fox took Dana's hand. "I'm taking Missy home, your mom's going to watch her. I'll come back later."
Dana yawned and smiled, rubbing his hand. "Mmm, okay. I-I'll see you later." Her eyes closed, and Fox released her hand. Then, he kissed her gently on the forehead and left.
4 days later
Mrs. Jones was grading papers after school when she saw Melissa Mulder sitting outside the school. Melissa looked upset, so the teacher went outside to wait with her student. "Melissa, what are you still doing here?" The little girl turned around and saw her teacher, then burst into tears.
"My-My dad should've picked me up a long time ago. He's probably h-hurt or something." Missy dropped her head and kept crying. Mrs. Jones sat down next to her and put her arm around her shoulders.
"Shh, I'm sure he's just caught in a traffic jam. Why would he be hurt?" She handed Missy a tissue and waited for her to stop crying.
"My mom was-was hurt a few days ago. Maybe my dad was hurt like she was..." Missy trailed off and sighed. Mrs. Jones wondered what she was talking about. She certaintly hadn't heard anything about Mrs. Mulder being hurt. Maybe it was just a minor car accident, or something like that. A few minutes later, Fox Mulder pulled up outside of the school and jumped out.
"Oh Missy, I'm sorry I'm late, but it took longer taking your mom home then I thought it would." Missy ran to her dad and hugged him. "Come on, let's go. Mom can't wait to see you, she's so happy to be home." Missy got in the car, then Mrs. Jones spoke up.
"Mr. Mulder, can I speak to you for a moment?" Fox walked over and nodded. "Um, Missy was crying after school. She said that she was afraid you'd been hurt. She mentioned that her mom had been hurt. I don't mean to pry...but she seemed really, well, distraught."
Fox sighed and sat down. Rubbing his hand over his forehead, he shut his eyes for a moment. "I didn't think of telling you, I guess I should have, for Missy's sake...but, Dana was attacked by one of her students about 5 days ago. She was injured badly, and had to have surgery. Um, well, she's doing better now, and I just got done bringing her home. I probably should've talked to Missy more then I have about it, but I haven't even had time to talk to Dana..." Fox trailed off and looked at the ground. "I-I guess you could say it's been a hectic couple of days."
Mrs. Jones was shocked. "I-I'm really sorry about Dana. I had no idea..." She shook her head. "If-If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to Missy tomorrow, maybe let her talk out some of her feelings..." Mrs. Jones looked at Fox.
Fox smiled. "Thank you, I think that'd help Missy a lot, I just, just haven't had time to talk much lately." He got up and shook her hand. "I have to go, thanks for talking with me." The teacher just smiled and waved to Missy as they drove off.
She thought to herself, "Why do bad things always happen to good people?"
Dana was lying in her bed, waiting for Missy and Fox to get home. It had been a bumpy ride home, and she was more than happy to rest. The doctor had put her on a week of bed rest, or at least a week of not leaving the house, being very careful. She wouldn't be going back to work for two weeks, most likely. She had a feeling that after three or four days she would be bored.
When Fox finally did get home with Missy, Missy came running into the bedroom. "Hi Mom!" She gave her a hug, causing Dana to hold her breath, hoping nothing would be disturbed. "I'm sooooooo glad you're home!" Missy sat next to her, face flushed and eyes bright. "Look, I got the test score back and I did really good!" She thrust a piece of paper into her mother's face.
Dana took the paper and read it, a smile forming on her lips. "Missy! I'm so proud of you! You'll be in the G/T program now, it's going to be so much fun!" She looked up at Fox, and he too was smiling. "Give me another hug, carefully..." Missy wrapped her arms around her mom.
"Okay Missy, why don't you get started on your homework. I'll be out there to help you in a minute. I want to talk to your mom real quick." Fox layed his hand on Missy's shoulder and she jumped up, nodding her head.
"Okay dad." She ran out, still full of energy.
Fox looked at Dana and sat down next to her. He gently took her hand and kissed it. "I'm glad you're home, I missed you..." He looked at the floor, then at her eyes. "We haven't really talked yet...things have been so hectic." He ran a hand through her red hair and brushed it out of her face.
"Fox...I-I'm fine, really...You should go help Missy..." She looked away. She wasn't ready to talk about anything...She'd spent the past week suppressing it all, the last thing she wanted was to drag it up to the surface.
A flash of hurt passed through Fox's eyes. "Okay Dana, we won't talk yet...But I'm here." He turned away and started to walk out the door. "I love you Dana."
"I love you too." She smiled gently, watching him disappear around the hallway corner.
"NO!!!!! Please, NO!!!!!! HELP!!!" Dana's screaming woke Fox up. She was thrashing around in bed, her face wet with tears. "NO!!" He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek.
"Shh, Dana, you're at home, you're safe. Dana!" Suddenly she quieted down and slowly opened her eyes. "Dana, you're safe..."
"Oh, God, I-I'm really sorry... "She wiped at the tears on her cheeks. "It was just a dream, I-I'm okay now." Fox continued holding her and stroked her forehead.
"It wasn't JUST a dream Dana, It was a nightmare...Will you tell me about it, please?" Dana started to shake her head, but Fox stopped her. He took her chin and directed her to look at him. "Dana, talk to me..."
She felt her eyes tear up. About a week's worth of pent-up feelings spilled out. "He-he attacked me Fox...but in my dream, no one stopped him. He-He wouldn't stop!" She buried her face in his chest and took a deep breath, trying to stifle a sob. "I saw him doing things to me...and I couldn't do anything...He just stared at me...he hurt me so bad." She trailed away and cried into his shoulder. He rubbed her back and held her tight.
"God Dana...Don't worry. It wasn't real, it was a nightmare. I'm here for you..." He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her hand. "Could you tell me what happened? I-I need to know..." She swallowed at shut her eyes.
"Okay..." He sat up and pulled her into his lap, holding her against him. "I was coming home, and, and he approached me in the parking lot. I turned around to get something for him, and he hit me in the back. That's when I fell on my wrist." She stopped and put her arms around Fox, seeking support. "When I questioned him, he-he kicked me, kicked my ribs. Then I think he tied up my hands. I could feel him taking off my clothes, my jacket, my shirt, he was looking at me. He touched my skin..." She shivered, stopping to wipe away some tears that had fallen. Fox too had tears in his eyes and he was holding her close. "When he started to take off my skirt, I screamed for help...I realized what he was doing. He hit me in the face. That-that's all I remember...When I woke up, I saw you, in the hospital." Dana let the tears fall again, and Fox rocked her slowly. She trembled, looking up at him. "He-he could've raped me...What if, what if no one had come?"
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry, so sorry this happened to you. I wish-I wish I could've been there." Fox sighed and rubbed her arm. After a while, he looked down at her to see that she'd fallen into a peaceful sleep.
5 days later
"Damn it!!" Dana shouted at no one in particular. She hated wearing a cast, it was such a pain. In trying to get down a bowl for some ice cream, she knocked an entire stack over. She looked at the bowls all over the kitchen floor and promptly sat down, too frustrated to do anything. By now she was getting bored, and tired of being cooped up in the house. Missy was at school, Fox was at work, and her mother wasn't answering the phone. Slowly she got up, glad that it didn't hurt much to get up and down anymore.
Right after Dana scooped out some double-fudge ice cream, someone knocked on the door. "Um, I'm coming!" She shouted. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Sean Taylor, with a bunch of flowers. They'd been friends now for almost 7 1/2 years, and she actually had expected him to drop by sooner. "Uh, Hi Sean, come in..." He handed her the flowers.
"These are for you. Sorry I didn't get a chance to visit you in the hospital, but things got really backed up at work..." He trailed off, and couldn't help but look at her face. The whole left side was greenish-brown from the bruise that was there. Fortunately the swelling was pretty much gone. "Um, so Dana, how are you feeling?" He looked away.
"I'm feeling a lot better actually... I'm hoping to come back to work in another week at the most." She smiled and walked over to the living room, motioning for him to sit down. "Thanks for stopping by, I'm getting rather bored to tell you the truth." He smiled back at her and looked at the floor.
"Dana, I was wondering, is it true that it was Darryl that did this to you?" He rubbed his head and nervously waited for her to answer. She turned slightly pale and closed her eyes for a moment. Sean shook his head. "I-I'm sorry if I've upset you, but the police were around asking some questions about him."
Dana looked up. "No-No Sean, it's okay. Everything's just a little...fresh in my mind still. Um, yes, it was him. He attacked me after work in the parking garage. The police caught up with him yesterday, and he's facing about 5-10 years in jail...it seems like he was involved in an incident once before..." She trailed off and sighed.
Sean stood up and smiled lightly. "I have to go, duty calls. Could you tell Missy and Mulder that I said hi?" Dana nodded, and stood up. He put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly, then left.
A little while later, when Fox got home, Dana flopped down on the couch and sighed. "Ya know, I really am too old for this broken arm thing...It's such a pain. I think of 8 year olds when I think of casts, not 42 year olds. Fox walked over and wrapped his arms around her.
"Yeah, but you look much better with a cast than anyone else I know..." He grinned at her and she swatted him.
"Ha Ha, like this is very helpful for my appearance..." She leaned over and kissed him, enjoying the feeling of his full lips on hers. "Mmm, it's been awhile since we did that you know..." She ran her hands up his arms.
"Tsk, Tsk, Dana. None of that...yet. Maybe in a little while, but your doctor specifically instructed 'no strenuous activity.' " He touched his finger to her lips and she sighed. Placing a gentle kiss over her pout, he lead her towards their bedroom. "Come on Dana, let's go to sleep." They slept that night curled up in each other's arms.
One Week Later
Dana walked into her office feeling like a kid on their first day of a new school year. She was sure that the rumors had been flying about what had happened to her, and she didn't look forward to having to answer any questions. At least she'd been able to work on a lot of the paperwork while at home, so she was all caught up with the grades. As soon as she sat down at her desk, she saw the single carnation sitting there. The tag read: "Dana, I'm glad you're back...the class is getting to be quite a handful! -Sean Taylor " Dana smiled and placed it in a spare vase she had in the closet. Then, grabbing her papers, she headed to the classroom.
She stopped in the bathroom on the way, just to make sure she looked all right, and gently touched her cheek. It was a very light bruise now, but it was still noticeable. Walking into the classroom, she found that only one of her students were already there. Her name was Michelle, she was pretty shy, but the best student in the class. Michelle looked up from her work and smiled shyly.
"Good Morning, Dr. Scully...I'm glad you're back." Michelle blushed a little and looked back at her work.
"Thanks, Michelle. I'm very glad to be back...Now, I just can't wait to get this cast off, in another week or two." Dana smiled back, and went to get her stuff ready for the class.
Several hours later, she was done with her class, and had another big bouquet of flowers. A few of her students had brought her some, and she was wondering what she was going to do with them all. She just smiled, then added them to Sean's flower in her office. The class had gone well, no one was any worse than usual, and it was a pretty easy topic. After picking up all her papers, Dana dropped her stuff on her desk and went to the lab, glad to be back to normal.
FBI Headquarters 2:00 P.M.
Fox dashed into the office just in time to catch the phone. He'd heard it ringing, but had his arms full. "Mulder." He answered.
"Agent Mulder, Agent Lowry would like to see you in his office immediately."
"Okay," he sighed and hung up the phone. Lowry was his newest supervisor, he was no longer under the direct order of an Assistant Director. Grabbing his cell phone, he dashed back out the door to Lowry's office.
As soon as he walked in, Agent Lowry told him to sit down. "Agent Mulder, thank you for coming so quickly. I have a new case for you, and this may be a handful." He handed Fox the folder that was on the desk, then proceeded to summarize it. "Five women in two months have been kidnapped, held for 5 days, then released across town from where they were taken in Baltimore. There is evidence of both physical and sexual assault, and the last three victims are still in the hospital. Whoever is doing this is very brutal..." He paused a moment, gathering his thoughts. "It seems like there is about a week in between each release and the next kidnapping. If they follow this pattern, there will be another kidnapping in 3 to 4 days. The Baltimore P.D. is aware that you are coming and will be expecting you first thing tomorrow morning. I want you to work with Agent McKinney on this, he's already been told. Your flight's at 8:00 tonight, because the flights for tomorrow were completely booked." Lowry stood up, dismissing Fox, and Fox got up and walked numbly out the door.
That night on the plane Fox wasn't talking, and McKinney noticed his silence. "Hey Mulder, what's up...You're awfully quiet." He'd known Fox for a few years and had become pretty good friends with him. "Mulder...Hello????" Fox was just staring out into space. Finally, he put a hand on Fox's arm. He jumped out of his seat. "Whoa, Mulder, sorry man, but you were really out of it...what's up, you feeling all right?"
Fox wasn't sure what to say. "Umm, I-I guess I'm alright...Don't worry, I'm not sick or anything." He smiled slightly.
"In that case, here, you can review the case file. There are some new pictures in there that weren't there earlier, you can have a look." He handed the file to Fox, who opened it. As soon as he saw the pictures, he stifled a small gasp and closed his eyes. After a second, he handed the file back to McKinney. "Mulder? What's wrong?" McKinney had never seen him act quite like this.
Fox didn't know if he wanted to talk to McKinney about what was going through his mind. McKinney noticed his hesitation, he looked at Fox. "Mulder, I'm here, If you need to talk...It's obvious something's bothering you, and I'd rather not find out about it when you're too distracted and get shot or something..." He smiled slightly. Mulder raised his head.
"It-it's the case." He'd barely whispered it, and McKinney pressed him to go on. "I can't help but, but remember what happened when I look at those pictures." McKinney could tell he was holding back tears.
"Mulder, what do you mean, what happened?"
"No one really knew...I made sure it didn't get out, for Dana's sake..."
McKinney was getting worried. "Mulder, did something happen to Dana?"
Fox looked up and McKinney could see the saddest eyes he'd ever seen. "She-she was attacked. Spent a week in the hospital, had to have surgery." Mulder almost sounded angry now.
"Attacked? When Mulder? " He liked the sound of this less and less.
"About a month ago. For God's sake, she was almost raped! I can't help but see her face every time I look at those pictures. That could've been her..." Fox slumped down in his seat and put his head in his hands.
"God Mulder, I'm- I'm sorry. Are you going to be okay, I mean, on the case and all?" After pausing a moment, he added, "I'm sure you could get off the case if you needed..." Mulder just shook his head.
"No, no, I'll be fine...I just, just need to work this out in my head. Don't worry...after tonight I'll be back to normal..." He just nodded at McKinney, then looked down the aisle. "Thanks, for listening..."
"No Problem Mulder." McKinney just shook his head, then grabbed a magazine and started to read.
1 week Later
"Hello?" Dana answered the phone in her kitchen.
"Hey," A familiar voice smiled through the phone.
"Hi Fox, I'm so glad to hear from you...any chance of you coming home soon?" Dana hadn't seen him in a week, and was anxious to see him again.
"Actually, I think so...that's why I was calling. I should be home tomorrow. We caught the suspect today, and found his last victim safe and sound..." He sighed. "I can't wait for this case to be over, it's awful."
Dana felt her stomach churn. "I know it is Fox, but just think...You'll be home soon, and we'll be together. "As long as we're together, everything will be okay."
"I love you Dana." Fox whispered.
"Love you too. So does Missy...she misses you. When is your flight coming in tomorrow?"
"At 2:30...could you pick me up?"
"Of course I will...Oh, I've got my cast off. I can actually be a normal person again." Dana smiled, flexing her wrist.
Fox laughed. "That's great. Maybe now we can participate in some "strenuous activity?" Perhaps..." He thought of their conversation a few weeks ago.
"Oh definitely..." Dana grinned. "I've gotta go, Missy's asking for some help...I love you."
"Love you too Dana...Bye." Fox hung up the phone and fell back down on his hotel bed. Dana was healing, they'd survived. They were getting along with their lives. They could do anything...he, Dana, and Missy. As long as they were together.
AUTHOR's NOTES: Okay, After what, 8-9 months, this story's finally done!!! I truly didn't expect it to take this long to do. (Or be this long!) Thanks sooooo much to everyone who wrote me about this story and who kept writing to see if I was done.