Title: The Baby
Author: Mira C
Category: SR a little angst
Archive: Sure just let me know first! invisagoth_13@yahoo.com 
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully aren't mine. But I wish they were:) Also
I quoted some lines from the song "One Sweet Day" by Mariah Carey and
Boys to Men.

Summary: Mulder finds a surprise at his front door and needs Scully's
assistance.

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Fox Mulder's Apartment 
4am


Fox Mulder was peacefully sleeping under his soft warm sheets of his
water bed when he was awakened by a soft tapping at the door of his
apartment. 
	
"What the??" Mulder wearily slid himself from out of the covers. He
gasped as his bare feet touched the hard cold floor. He made it to his
living room, unlocked the security latch and opened the door. No one
was there. His eyes looked downward. 
	
"Uh oh..." There at his doorstep was a tiny basket with a little baby.
 
There was a note attached.
It said, "I can no longer take care of this child, please make it a
proper home."
	
Mulder picked up the basket an placed it on his couch. The baby was
wailing. He paced back and forth through the living room. "Great!
What the Hell am I going to do now?" There was only one thing he could
think of. He picked up his phone.
	
"Scully." Her voice sounded far from energetic. But what do you
expect? It was 4am in the morning.
	
"Hi Scully, it's me."
	
"Mulder? Do you seriously know what time it is?"
	
"Listen Scully, I have a major problem."
	
"What now, Mulder? Flukemen, E.B.Es? I'm too tired. I'll talk to you
in the morning."
	
"Scully! Please don't hang up! A little baby was left by the front
door of my apartment. I have no idea what to do. I need your help."
	
"Why *my* help Mulder?"
	
"Because you're a woman. Don't you have some type of intuition or
something like that?" Not to mention that I wouldn't mind having you
here with me. In the middle of the night. By my side. Shit. 
Concentrate! 
	
"Okay, I'll be over in 15 minutes." Scully hung up the phone.


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Mulder's Apartment
15 minutes later

Mulder heard the light footsteps of Scully coming down his hallway. 
His hallway. Those two words send chills up and down his spine. The
place where he almost lost her. Where he had opened his soul to her. 
Where he had even almost kissed her. Where *she* had almost let him. 
Damned bee!

He let her in. She was wearing blue jean shorts and a tank top. He
was staring. Fortunately, she didn't notice and immediately scurried
across the room to the screaming baby. 

"Mulder! You just left it here? Didn't you even think about
holding...Ummmmm...her??" She noticed that he looked
hurt by this. He was displaying that puppy dog face again. The face
she couldn't ignore. His lower lip was protruding above his upper lip.
 He looked like an innocent little boy. 

"Okay Mulder, parenting 1.1, when ever a baby cries that usually means
that it is either hungry, sleepy, or needs to be held."

I wish I was a baby, Mulder thought then when I cried you might hold
me.

The baby continued to cry and cry. Scully sat next to Mulder on the
couch with the baby in her arms. He could tell that she was tired. 
The past few weeks had been really tough on both of them. 
Surprisingly, the baby began to calm down. 

"Here Mulder, hold her." She moved closer to him. Their knees were
now touching. He could smell the shampoo that she had used to wash her
hair. Strawberry. The same scent that he could smell on his clothes
every day when he came home from work.

"But she doesn't like me."

"She doesn't know you. Take her." He took the baby in his arms. The
baby once again began to wimper. Mulder handed her back to Scully.

"Well, Scully. There goes being a daddy. I'd never survive it." He
stood up to walk away but Scully grabbed his hand. He flushed.

"You'll make a great daddy someday Mulder. I know you will." She
pulled him down onto the couch and sat down in front of him. "Here.
I'm gonna hold her but I want you to talk to her." Mulder did this. 
But, the baby was still crying. He noticed that Scully was beginning
to dose off. Her head was on his shoulder. She was sleeping. God she
is beautiful, he thought. 

The baby was still whimpering but he didn't want its crying to wake up
Scully. He carefully picked up the baby, now his arms were completely
around the sleeping Scully, and began to sing to her. 

"Sorry, I never told you.
All I wanted to say.
But now it's too late to hold you
Because you've flown away, 
Away.

Never had I imagined 
Living without your smile..."


Then he fell asleep. As did the baby.

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9am Saturday morning
Mulder's Apartment

The first thing Mulder noticed when he awoke was Scully. He was
encompassed by her. And that is how he liked it. Her breathing was
slow and steady. It was amazing what affect she had on him. He was
suddenly overcome by the want to kiss her. He had wanted to do this
ever since he could remember. He had gotten one chance before but he
had blown it. The bee had stung her before he had even grazed her
lips.

"To Hell with it." He kissed her. She tasted like frozen grapes.

"Mulder?" 

"Yeah?" Did she know?

"The baby slept through the night." 

Thank God she hadn't caught him. "I know. Thanks to you."

"And you. You're gonna make a great daddy some day."

And you a great mom. He thought.

There was a knock at the door. A woman in her 20s stood there. She
explained that she was the mother of the child and had made an awful
mistake in giving up her daughter. Mulder and Scully said that they
understood and handed the child back to the woman. She left.

"Well, Mulder, I'd better be going. See you on Monday." 

"Yeah Scully, and thank you."

"You're welcome, Mulder."

Good bye my angel, Mulder mused.

Scully was half way out the door when she whispered, "Oh yeah,
you're a really good kisser too." She left.

Mulder's mouth hung open.


The End