Title: Carpe Diem
Spoilers: Season 8 and early season 9
Post: Anywhere, as long as
credit goes to me
Written in response to Soliel's challenge on the
"Nappy" is the Australian word for "Diaper"
been beta read, but if you ask me it isn't too bad.
against Monica's warm stomach. The pair bathed in the afternoon sun that
filtered through the half-closed blinds. Scully stirred, lazily kissing Monica's
bare skin, then her half closed mouth. Monica reciprocated, gently stroking
Dana's right breast. The pace was languorous, slow and loving sex. As the women
shared their Sunday ritual, a less than impeccably timed knock drew Dana back to
"I'll be back soon." she whispered silently as she rose,
grabbing her terrycloth robe from the rocking chair.
Scully swung the
door open impatiently. The identity of her visitor shocked Dana so much she lost
her grip on the door. It swung towards the wall, knocking over her coat
"Mulder?" mouthed Scully uncertainly.
He smiled smugly,
stepping into her relieved embrace.
"Is it safe, for you to be here?"
Mulder's expression turned stony. "We need to
Scully nodded, understanding that someone might be
Mulder leaned in to kiss Scully, at the same time trying to
pull the robe from her shoulders.
"No Mulder." Scully
Mulder pulled back and searched her eyes for an
"You're my best friend, but I don't love you." Scully
"Don't or won't?" asked Mulder, making a poor attempt at
masking his anger.
Scully gave Mulder a pleading look.
bed's getting cold" Monica teased as she strode out of Scully's bedroom,
swinging a pair of handcuffs.
"Damnit Scully" Mulder
He threw a small package wrapped in baby paper at Scully,
then left, slamming the door behind him.
Scully eased herself down onto
the rug. The tears pouring from her eyes did little to ease her anguish.
Monica's hand grasped Dana's shoulder reassuringly. Scully shrugged it away with
When Scully fell asleep, Monica picked up a striped throw
from the sofa and draped it over the redhead's tiny body. She kissed Scully's
cheek and retreated to the bedroom.
William's cries pulled
Monica from a troubled dream. She turned on the lamp and squinted from the
sudden light. Monica's feet found the floor and she stumbled towards the cradle,
willing herself awake.
"Hey William" she cooed "looks like you need a
Monica Reyes had encountered many less-than-pleasant
substances in her job, but none of them had prepared her for the stench of baby
poo. She lifted William onto the changing table and undid the tapes holding the
diaper on. Monica gritted her teeth as she got as much of the crap into the
nappy as she could. After 5 months of practice, things weren't getting much
Monica gave William a smile as she dumped the soiled nappy into
the garbage. She took a baby wipe and began to clean William up, talking to him
in a motherly voice. Finally, she took a clean nappy and fastened it
"There, all better" she grinned.
William in his cradle while she washed her hands, willing him to sleep. She had
no such luck. As his piercing cries began again, Monica strapped on a baby
harness. She lifted William into the harness and walked through the darkened
house to the kitchen.
Monica mixed up some formula milk in a bottle. She
set the microwave timer and softly sang to William as she waited for the milk to
warm. The sharp bleep interrupted Monica's tired rendition of "Twinkle Twinkle
Little Star". She flicked a few drops of milk against her skin to check the
"Shit" Monica cursed under her breath as the hot
liquid scalded her.
She let the bottle sit in the fridge for five
minutes. After checking the temperature for the second time, Monica was
satisfied and held the teat to William's lips. As Monica turned to leave, she
saw Mulder sitting at the table.
"God!" she gasped in
"I need to explain myself" Mulder gestured at an empty seat.
"All I want is for Scully to be happy, even if I am disappointed that she isn't
in love with me anymore. I just wanted to make sure you rally cared about her,
that you wouldn't break her heart."
"Of course I care about her, but
if you care so much why did you act like such an asshole this afternoon?" asked
Monica, taken aback by Mulder's suspicions.
"It was a surprise. I didn't
know Scully liked women. I came because I needed to see her, to hold her. The
stress in these last months has been damn hard, and I needed to ground myself."
Mulder's head bowed in shame.
"Hey, don't worry. I can understand how you
must've felt, you just shouldn't have taken it out on Dana." Monica consoled
Mulder smiled with relief. "I saw you looking after William and
your devotion has proved your worthiness. Besides the fact that no-one changes a
dirty diaper unless they care or they're getting paid, of course."
smiled back at Mulder. "I'll take care of her Fox, I promise." For once, Mulder
didn't cringe at the use of his first name.
"Get some sleep Agent Reyes."
"Call me Monica." she replied, passing William to his
After Monica returned to Scully's room, she fell into a peaceful
sleep. She was no longer burdened by the guilt of "stealing" Scully from
Mulder sat at the kitchen table and watched the sun rise, keeping
an arm protectively around William.
Scully awoke in the grey
half-light of dawn. Her head rested on the package Mulder had brought the night
before. Dana rose; retying her robe and wrapping the thin throw around her
shoulders. She wiped the sleep from her eyes as she plodded wearily into the
"Mulder, I'm sorry" Scully began, but Mulder quieted
"Scully, it's not your fault. I was a fool to think things wouldn't
change." Mulder said with a yawn.
Scully seated William in his high
chair. "I still love you Mulder, I'm just not in love with you." She filled the
kettle and put it on to boil. "It wasn't easy for me to get over you, and I
still need to know you support me," Scully filled the teapot "you're still my
touchstone, but so is Monica. She helped me find you, and eased my pain when we
thought you were..." her voice trailed off. Mulder hated talking about that
time. "Once you left, she was the only one who understood why, and then there
was nothing holding me back. Like you, she's seen me at my best and my worst.
Please don't make me choose." Scully's eyes welled with tears.
Scully. We talked. It'll take some time but I can get used to it. Besides, she
seems to have a way with William." Mulder gave Scully a reassuring
Monica stumbled into the room in her blue-striped PJ bottoms and
singlet top. Her daggy appearance was completed by a tangled mass of brunette
locks, her hair. She greeted Scully with a warm kiss, though not so warm that
Mulder would lose his temper. Scully poured tea for the adults, Mulder made
toast (the limit of his cooking ability) and Monica mixed another bottle of milk
Peace was a rare thing in Scully's life, but for now it
existed. The constant threat hanging over Dana did nothing to dampen her
"How 'bout a picnic lunch?" she suggested, smiling at her new
lover, her son, and Mulder.
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