Title - The Return 
Author - Grey Woman
E-Mail address - SaturnVLunar@aol.com
Rating - R (for language)
Classification - TRA
Spoilers - Up to the middle of Season 8 (just to be safe)
Keywords - MSR, DSR, Angst, character death,
Summary - Mulder returns only to find Scully married to 
Doggett and seemingly happy. Mulder decides it is better 
to let her live her life than ruin it with him, two years 
later they meet.
Archive - Just tell me where
Disclaimer - Don't own them, don't want to (as much as I 
love them)
Feedback - Would be greatly appreciated : )

Written 3-29-01 to 7-3-01

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Where was I? What happened to me? I looked around 
this ditch I'd been dropped in by someone or something, I 
couldn't remember. Did I get kidnapped? I don't think so 
but the last thing I remembered was being in the forest 
with Skinner and the night before I left for Oregon. The 
night I spent with Scully. Oh my god, Scully. Was she 
okay? Was it the cancer? I remembered those dizzy spells 
of hers. I hoped she was all right. I had to see her 
right away. First I needed to get out of the ditch. Ok, 
now to add to my troubles I had to learn how to walk again. 
That's right, right, left, right, left. I remembered. I 
turned my head to get my surroundings and climbed up the 
ditch onto the side of a highway. I started walking hoping 
someone, anyone would drive their car on this road so I 
could get a ride. My luck was apparently not that good 
because I walked to the nearest exit, which happened to 
have a gas station with a phone. I checked my pockets and 
found my wallet. After all that I had been through, 
whomever it was that let me go decided I should have my 
money too. I put the quarter in and started dialing.

"To dial a number please put thirty cents in the phone and 
try again."

"What the hell is this?" I questioned the phone but the 
person just repeats himself. I realized that this was a 
recorded message and I wouldn't be able to get a straight 
answer, so I hung up the phone and went to talk to the guy 
who pumps the gas. He looked nice enough. He had graying 
hair covered by a hat. The kind of guy who you could sit 
down and have a drink with. "Since when was the cost of a 
phone call raised to thirty cents," I questioned trying to 
sound non-threatening but I was really pissed that this guy 
thinks he can get away with charging me more money for a 
freakin' phone call.

"Since congress passed the law in February of 2002, where 
have you been."

"Apparently not here," I answered rolling my eyes. I tried 
to act civilized again. "What is the date?"

"August 22, 2004."

"Where am I?" I questioned again knowing full well this guy 
thinks I'm crazy but who hasn't.

"Virginia Beach, Virginia," he answered like it was common 
knowledge. Probably was around there.

"Thanks," I said and then took a quick look around and 
asked where his bathroom was.

"'Round back, but you'll need the key." He handed the key 
to me and I walked towards the bathroom. Once inside I did 
my business. I went to wash my hands and out of habit I 
looked up only to find an unexpected sight. It was myself 
staring back at me. I thought I would change in four 
years. All I had were some noticeable gray hairs and more 
lines in my skin but I basically looked the same. I 
actually looked pretty good for a guy who's now 44. My 
clothes looked brand new. It seemed as if nothing had 
happened to me during the past four years. What did happen 
to me? Once I was back inside I looked at the time and 
decide not to call Scully but to surprise her with my 
presence. The thought just occurred to me that I hope she 
hasn't moved. I walked back to the phone booth, looking 
for the phone book hoping they had her number in there. 
Jeez, the book is huge. It must have all of the people in 
the United States listed in it. Scully, Scully, Scully ah 
there she was. She did move, but she moved to Alexandria, 
near where I live. I wonder why, her apartment was nice. 
I had her address, now all I had to do is get there. At 
least I knew she was alive.

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"Thanks. Bye," I said waving to the guy who had just given 
me a ride all the way from Virginia Beach to the two blocks 
from Scully's home. He waved back and left. He sorta 
freaked me out. He acted very, well you know. Ummm gay. 
He was quite gay. Anyway off I went to Scully's. As I 
walked the streets of the town I live in I realized how 
much this place had changed. This part of the neighborhood 
looked like something out of the 1950s. Everything looked 
perfect here. I cross the street and am on Scully's block. 
All I wanted to do was hold her in my arms and kiss her 
forever. I love her sooo much. So very, very much. I was 
across the street from her house but I couldn't bring 
myself to cross the street and ring the bell. 

A black sedan pulled up to the house with government 
plates. I hid in the bushes as I saw AD Skinner exit from 
the car. I didn't want anyone to know of my presence 
before my Scully did. Skinner rings the doorbell. A man 
and a little boy answer the door. The man was probably 
average height with brown hair and a narrow face. All I 
could make out of the little boy was his dark hair. I 
think I may have the wrong house but then what would 
Skinner be doing there? Skinner grabbed the little boy and 
walked past the man as I saw Scully enter in the doorway. 
The man said something and Scully giggled. Then he pulled 
her close for a passionate kiss, which she returned. I 
could not believe that my Scully was kissing another man. 
The man broke the kiss and walked inside. Scully is left 
standing there and she stuck her head out the door and 
looked up at the sky saying something I couldn't make out. 
Then she looked both ways and shut the door. I was on the 
verge of crying and there was nothing that I could do to 
stop it. Since Scully seemed to be well off I thought that 
I'd leave her alone. I decided to stop by my apartment and 
see if any of my stuff was still there. I turned away from 
Scully's happy life and headed back into my much more 
depressing one. 

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I didn't have the keys to my apartment and no one was 
answering my knocks on the door so I decided to break in. 
Immediately an alarm sounded and I punched in my code, 
which surprisingly worked. I turned on the lights and 
found my apartment almost exactly as I left it except a lot 
cleaner. I'd just spend the night there and then pretend 
this life never existed and lead a new one. I laid down on 
my couch and fell asleep, dreaming of Scully. 
 
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I wake up the next morning almost forgetting my situation. 
As quickly as I forgot I remembered and started crying 
again. When that was over I packed a suitcase full of my 
things and took all the money I had been hiding. I hid the 
money in a panel that I kicked one day and it opened to 
reveal a hiding place. I had been hiding money there for 
years and now I am happy I did it. I take one last look 
around and leave, trying my best not to look back and cry.

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2006
Two years later

Why the hell did I come back here? There is no reason I 
should have been coming back here. The only reason I am 
here was because I heard Skinner died. I couldn't believe 
it at first but later I saw it in the newspaper. I moved 
to Arizona where Skinner's brother lives. I know this now 
because the obituary said that his brother lives two towns 
over where Skinner had grown up. The newspaper also says 
he died protecting the rights of all Americans. I bet that 
bastard CSM did it. Well anyway I am here in Washington 
D.C. to pay my respects to a man I admired. I had tried to 
forget about everything in my old life, but I couldn't. I 
kept thinking about Scully. Every woman I dated since has 
been nothing compared to my Scully. I risked coming back 
here only because I felt that if I didn't I would be 
disrespecting a man I admired. 

During the course of the funeral I try to stay as far in 
the back as possible. There was a large turnout and nobody 
seemed to notice me. I saw Scully with the same little boy 
I saw in the doorway two years ago, but he is older and 
taller. Scully was as beautiful as ever. She looked 
almost exactly the same. She was crying and I realized 
that my eyes are also filled with tears. What has she been 
doing all these years? Has she thought about me? I missed 
her. I missed the feel of her in my arms. I missed 
everything about her.

The mourners eventually filed out of the church and headed 
towards Arlington cemetery. I followed as the last car in 
what must look like a parade. I parked, got out and stood 
in the back. On the opposite side from me was Scully. Now 
I could stare at her as much as I wanted for the next few 
minutes. The service ended on a sad note and I let out a 
loud sob but no one seemed to notice. I began to walk back 
to my car and decided to stop at a hotel in the local area. 
I checked in as Michael D'Antuono, my new name. I got a 
room on the second floor. Once inside I felt like going 
out and revisiting all the sites from my old life. Maybe 
it would help me move on.

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I missed my old life. I flopped down on the bed in my 
hotel room. I missed Scully. I grabbed a thing of 
sunflower seeds and ordered a bottle of Jack Daniels. 
After paying for the alcohol I turn on the TV and watch the 
Mets vs. Yankees game. I started crying, hysterically. I 
couldn't seem to stop until there was a knock on the door. 
I didn't care who it was and I just threw open the door. 
If it's Krycek or CSM or anyone else let them kill me. 
Before I had the chance to look at who is at my door a pair 
of lips were on mine. I remembered these lips. I loved 
these lips. I kissed back. She released me and then 
punched me with her right fist. I fell to the floor.

"You fucking bastard," was all she said and ran out.

"Scully, wait," was all I manage to get out before the door 
slammed behind her. "Damnit." I got up and threw open the 
door to my hotel room. I ran after her and caught her in 
the elevator before the door closed. We were not alone in 
here there was an elderly couple. To my surprise the 
elevator went up instead of down. Scully muttered a 
"damnit" under her breath. I guess she didn't know that 
either. The elderly couple ends up being on the fifth 
floor. We stayed quiet until the door closes behind them. 
"What the hell was that for," I questioned her. She stayed 
quiet, tears in her eyes. "Scully?" 

"Are you ok?" she mumbled under her breath. "I'm sorry I 
hit you."

"I'm fine, thanks." I tried to smile at her but tears have 
formed in my eyes. "Please Scully come back to my hotel 
room. Let's talk. I'll order us some food. Please," I 
begged, basically on my knees. I used the puppy dog look. 
I saw her eyes glaze over with hate and am taken back.

"I can only stay for a little while," she answered coldly. 
We walked quietly back to my hotel room. I closed the door 
behind us. "When the fuck did you get back and why didn't 
you tell me, the gunmen, or at least Skinner?" she said her 
anger showed clearly.

"I didn't want to ruin your life, Scully." I still hadn't 
heard her say my name and it was killing me. I love the 
way she said my name. "Scully?"

"What?"

"Could I hug you Scully? God, it has been so long. I 
missed you so much. My life has been hell recently. 
Please." It seemed like I had been begging for everything 
lately. Fortunately she opened her arms to me and I gladly 
took her in mine. I breathed in her scent not knowing if 
it would be the last time I could ever do it again. Her 
body began shaking in my arms and I soon realized she was 
crying. I pulled her to the bed and rocked her back and 
forth loving the feel of her in my arms.

"I'm sorry Mulder." I was a happy man for a moment, and 
all she did was say my name. "I just missed you so much."

"I missed you too Scully." She pushed away from me to look 
into my eyes.

"How long have you been back?"

"Two years," I replied softly. She immediately jumped out 
of my arms and started to yell at me.

"Two fucking years, Mulder!?!? How the hell could you do 
that to me? I have been searching for you for six years. 
I have followed every lead and met with any contact that 
said he knew anything about you. I gave up practically all 
of my life for you." I understand why she's mad. I would 
be if she did the same thing but I am pissed at her. She 
forgot about me. She got married!

"You got married," I said softly. My voice rose as I said 
the next words. "You forgot about me and got married."

"Mulder I could never forget about you." Her voice 
softened. "I got married, yes because I loved the guy but 
also because we have a kid Mulder, and that kid needs a 
father. I never loved John as much as I love you. He died 
one and a half months ago while on a lead looking for you." 
This last sentence sobered me up. I look up to find tears 
in her eyes again. "Do you know how hard it's been for me 
lately? John dies and then Skinner. Do you what it's like 
to tell a child that someone they love is never coming back 
and having to deal with that yourself." Immediately I 
thought of Samantha.

"I'm really sorry, Scully. Are you ok? I mean do you need 
me to do anything?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. But two years, Mulder!!" she sighed 
exasperated. "Why didn't you contact me?"

"I thought you were happy with your new life, with your 
husband and child. By the way, where is your kid?"

"He has a sitter. Go on."

"Well I came back and..." I told her the whole story. 
"And when I heard Skinner died I flew out to go to his 
funeral. I tried to keep a low profile. Did you see me?" 
I was confused.

"Mulder, you did keep a low profile, that is until the end. 
I looked up when you let out that loud sob. No one seemed 
to notice since practically everyone was crying. I grabbed 
our son and followed you into the hotel. By the way nice 
name, Mike." I laughed. "What did you think? That I 
wouldn't find you? Someone would have noticed you Mulder 
and then they would have contacted me. I would have been 
here in a flash no one could have stopped me. Not even 
Cancer Man himself. I would have done almost anything to 
find you. I missed you so much. Basically every night I 
let my emotions run free and I'd cry myself to sleep. That 
was every night until John and I got married. I couldn't 
let him see all my weaknesses." She smiles at me. I see 
this through blurred eyes. No one has ever said that I was 
that important to him or her. I didn't think anyone was 
searching for me. I thought no one cared about me that 
much. Apparently she does. I wipe at my eyes and she 
embraces me. "I missed you so very much, Mulder. I 
thought about you everyday. I told our son stories about 
you. He admires you so much and is so proud of you." I 
pull away a little not looking at her eyes.

"Scully, your delusional," I smiled at her. "We don't have 
a son, you have a son."

"Mulder, you're not listening." She lifted my head up to 
her eye level. She looked deep into my eyes. "We have a 
son. He is yours and mine. You have to meet him. He 
wants to meet the man I followed today. He doesn't know 
who it is. I had to be sure that it was you; if it was you 
I had to tell you about him and then he could finally meet 
you. That is if you want to."

"Of course I want to. Is that why you were getting those 
dizzy spells? I was so worried about you. But when did 
this happen, and how? The IVF didn't work."

"Don't tell me you don't remember." She looked at me with 
a raised eyebrow. "The night before you left." Her Irish 
skin showed the red rapidly appearing on her face. I laugh 
knowing full well when and how this happened. I always 
thought there was something extra special about that night. 
She hit me playfully. "If you knew, then why did you make 
me say it?"

"What's his name?" I asked, changing the subject.

"I know you didn't want me to name our child Fox but..." I 
interrupted her.

"Please tell me you didn't." She nodded her head yes in 
response. "Poor kid."

"Fox William Mulder, Jr.," she says smiling proudly. "He 
hardly gets made fun of in school. Actually he is rather 
popular for a kindergartner."

"What's he like?" I wanted to know everything about this 
child. Not just any child but Scully's son and mine too.

"Well," she began, looking at me. "Fox is a very active 
child with a wonderful imagination. He is just like you. 
When we moved into our house he picked out alien wallpaper 
for his room. He is also very athletic. He loves to play 
sports, especially baseball. His favorite team is the 
Mets. I think that is one of the only points you two don't 
connect on. Fox is very intelligent. He is top of his 
class and has a bunch of friends. He is constantly reading 
anything that he can get his hands on. Even if I write in 
script to keep him from reading it he can still figure it 
out. I have to work out a code," she chuckled. "He goes 
off on adventures without telling me. Sometimes John or 
Walter would go with him. He definitely got that from you. 
He has brown hair and piercing hazel eyes. He got your 
puppy dog lip and my nose and eyebrow. He loves hearing 
stories about you, our cases and me. His favorite one is 
when we went to that circus that had all the weird people 
in it and I ate that grasshopper. He is also a very loving 
kid. He loved basically everyone that has come into his 
life, including the lone gunmen. He loves you Mulder and 
he hasn't even met you yet."

"Can I see him now? Please."

"He's asleep now but you can come over and spend the night. 
I hate to think of you in this crummy hotel all by 
yourself. I'd rather you be with me so that I could keep 
an eye on you," she smiled at me shyly. "You can meet Fox 
in the morning. We better go now so that the sitter 
doesn't have a hissy fit. It's pretty late. Why don't you 
gather your stuff and then we'll get going." She gave me a 
full 100-watt grin. I am a lucky guy.

"Thanks so much, Scully," I said running around gathering 
my stuff. I even grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels I had 
previously ordered and stuffed it into my bag. "Do you 
think we could pick something up for him on the way to your 
place. I'd like to get him something. I want to know 
everything that happened to you in the past few years," I 
babbled on. "I want to know what I missed, every little 
thing that happened. I wouldn't even mind if I knew what 
you had for breakfast everyday. I want to know every 
little thing that has happened." I had finished packing 
when I was interrupted.

"Wait a second Mulder. First, you will know everything 
that has happened. Second, I don't think that any toy 
stores are opened at this hour and third, do you have 
everything you need because we need to get going." I 
nodded my head. "Okay, then let's go." I followed her 
down to the checkout counter where of course I checked out. 
Then we went to her car and I opened the door for her after 
putting my bags in the back. "Thank you Mulder." We drove 
in a comfortable silence to her home.

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Scully's Home
11:02 PM

I grabbed my bag out of the back of the backseat and 
followed Scully to the door. She unlocked it quickly and I 
closed the door behind me as I went inside.

"Amy," she yelled quietly. "Amy I'm home." Her house was 
beautiful. When you walk in immediately to your left there 
was the dining room. Across the hall from the dining room 
was the kitchen. Down a little further the hall curved and 
there were a few closets and two more doors. The one on 
the left led to the den while the other led to the study. 

"I'm right here Mrs. Doggett," a short, plump, red haired 
girl of about sixteen said coming out of the den. "Hi," 
she smiled at me.

"Here you go." Scully gave her some money. "How was he?"

"Well he gave me a little trouble going to sleep, as usual 
but otherwise he was very good."

"I suppose you can go home now. Do you need a ride?" 
Scully questioned.

"No I can walk around the block perfectly fine Mrs. Doggett 
but thanks for the offer." Scully showed her to the door 
while I looked around a little more. I stuck my head into 
the den and discovered it had a fireplace with a couch and 
a soft looking rug. Walking some more down the hall it 
opened up into this beautiful sunroom. I loved it. There 
was a staircase leading upstairs by the kitchen. Scully 
walked back to stand with me. I put my arm around her. We 
looked up at the sky in the sunroom.

"They're beautiful," I whisper quietly.

"Yes they are," she answers back. She looks at me and I 
stop my staring at the stars to look at her. Suddenly she 
moves and starts acting like a kid at a candy store. "Let 
me show you around." She grabbed my hand and we started 
walking towards the dining room. "This," she said upon 
reaching our destination. "Is the dining room." I look 
around at the nice decorating job she did. The table and 
furniture are all a maple wood color. The floor is wood 
and the wallpaper is what I assume to be a dark green 
because all I see is dark gray. 

"It's wonderful Scully." She smiled proudly.

"I did it all myself." She pulls me across the hall to the 
kitchen. Once again I have a look around. The cabinets 
are a light gray and the counters are a darker gray. They 
are gray, not green of that I am sure. The kitchen looks 
very twenty-first century.

"Very futuristic." There is a table in here that is also 
gray with gray chairs too. What's with the gray? "Scully, 
what's with the gray?"

"This room John did. His favorite color was gray. I sort 
of like it. Let me show you the den."

"You don't have to, I already looked while you were saying 
goodbye to Amy. It looks very comfortable."

"Fine, I'll show you the study." She dragged me again down 
the hall. The study was also quite magnificent. There was 
a big oak desk and a ton of books. The chair behind the 
desk was huge. We stepped back into the hall. I notice 
now that the hallways are covered with framed pictures. 
I'll have to look at those tomorrow. I follow Scully up 
the stairs and she tells me to be quiet because Fox is 
asleep.

"Ok," I whisper back. The hallways upstairs are also 
covered in pictures. We walk along and Scully pulls me 
into the room that is closest to the stairwell on the 
right.

"This is my room." I look around and find a huge queen 
size bed, a vanity, and a door leading to the bathroom, a 
walk in closet, and a small desk. Her room was huge. She 
led me outside until we were upon a door with the sign 
FOX'S ROOM with a little alien on it. She gave me the 
quiet sign and slowly opened the door. Inside was an 
average kids room with to me a not so average kid in a bed. 
He has brown hair and the most adorable face when he 
sleeps. He sleeps just like Scully does. On his belly all 
sprawled about. He has a Mets banner on his wall and a 
bunch of alien stuff all around. Before I start to cry 
Scully pulls me out of the room. "That," she says pointing 
at the closed door. "is our son."

"I'm so sorry Scully. I'm so sorry that you had to go 
through this on your own and I wasn't there to help. I am 
so sorry," I say quietly. She pulls me into an embrace and 
I cry softly into her shoulder. She mumbles soothing 
things to me like a mother would to a child. But she is a 
mother now. 

"It's ok Mulder," she says once I am finished crying. 
"Would you like to see the other rooms?" I nod my head. 
"Then let's go see the guest room." The guestroom is 
exactly like the one in her old apartment. She then moves 
on to another room. She opens the door and I walk inside 
and I stumble back in astonishment.

"This, this," I stutter looking around. "This looks like 
my living room."

"It basically is your living room slash den, Mulder. Your 
other stuff is in storage. When John and I got married he 
let me dedicate one room to anything I wanted. I choose to 
remake your den since we had just sold your apartment. It 
helped me to cope with loosing you. I felt closer to you 
in here. I took everything that was in your living room 
and just put it in here. It matches. I tried to get it as 
perfect as possible. This is also another way your son 
knows you. He often comes in here."

"Scully I am deeply touched. This looks just like home. I 
love it."

"So do I."

"My couch!" I said walking over to it and petting it and 
then sitting down. I looked at her with glee. "My couch, 
Scully you kept my couch. I love this couch. And my 
fish." I stood up walking over to the fish tank. "My 
fish, but these aren't my fish." I looked at her 
playfully. "Scully you killed my fish!"

"Did you really think they would last that long Mulder," 
she smiled at me. "Fox picked these out about two weeks 
ago." She walked over to where I was. "That one is Furry 
and that is Pumpkin. That weird looking one is Alien and 
that over there is Loggy." I chuckled.

"Funny names." I looked at my watch. "Scully it's getting 
late I think we should call it a day."

"Whatever you say, Mulder."

"I'll sleep here."

"Don't be silly, Mulder you're sleeping with me." My jaw 
dropped open in surprise. "Don't be so happy Mulder. 
We're not going to do anything I just want to sleep with 
your arms around me. Fair enough?" I nodded my head. 
"Good let's go." We slipped into Scully's room and both 
fell asleep quickly in her bed with my arms around her.

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"Mulder." Through a sleepy haze I heard my name being 
called. "Mulder! Come back don't go! Please Mulder don't 
go." It was more anxious this time and quickly I realized 
whose it was. Scully was screaming for me.

"Scully," I rubbed her check. I watched her as she awoke 
with a start. "Scully I'm not going anywhere." She looked 
at me with tears in her eyes.

"Good Mulder, I'm glad." Soon she was asleep in my arms 
once again. Still exhausted, I fell asleep a little while 
later.

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"Mulder, you have to wake up." Someone was shaking me.

"I don't want to get up and investigate one of Kersh's 
fertilizer crap cases," I mumbled falling back into 
slumber. A small giggle escaped her and I opened one eye. 
"Scully," I utter. I reach out my hand for her. It swings 
wildly in the air until it comes to rest on her hip. She 
smiles down at me.

"Mulder," she says again brushing stray locks of hair out 
of my eyes. "You have to get up before Fox rushes in here. 
Get dressed and ready for breakfast. I am making 
pancakes."

"Ewww, Scully," I made a face. "I remember your pancakes, 
they tasted awful."

"Well I got better at it. Now hurry up and get dressed." 
She left the room and I stretched, yawned, and got up. I 
opened my suitcase and found what I needed. Quickly I 
dressed and headed downstairs to embark on a new crusade in 
my life.

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9:42 AM
Kitchen

I leaned on the doorframe watching the domestic scene 
before me. Scully was standing in front of the stove 
flipping pancakes like a pro while humming to herself. The 
kitchen smells delicious. I walk towards her quietly, wrap 
my arms around her waist and nuzzle her neck.

"Smells good."

"Mmm," she purred back at me. Yes she purred. "I'm so 
glad you're back." She turns in my arms to face me. I 
lean down as she leans up and our lips meet. I get a warm 
rush and pull her closer. I groan as she leans in closer 
and grinds her hips into me. She breaks the kiss. "I'm 
sorry Mulder but I promised Fox I would wake him up before 
10. He has tee ball practice at eleven thirty." I am 
disappointed but I know my son is more important.

"It's alright. I understand. Can I come?"

"Sure. As long as that bump in your pants isn't there when 
we reach his room," she smiled shyly at me. I looked down, 
my face turning a light shade of red because I wasn't too 
embarrassed. 

"Yeah, maybe I should take a shower. A cold one."

"Suit yourself."

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I'm out of the shower and dressed but I can't seem to get 
the courage to go downstairs. I'm petrified. I am scared 
of my son. I am terrified that he won't like me or accept 
me. I build up some courage and walk into the hallway but 
stop there. The terror I feel is back. I decide to look 
at the pictures in the hallway. Basically the pictures of 
Fox are recent. One is of Fox and Skinner. Skinner is 
holding Fox in his arms like a proud grandfather would his 
first grandchild. Skinner is also laughing because Fox has 
Skinner's glasses on. It's a cute picture. There's 
another one of Fox and Scully and then Fox in what must be 
a picture from tee ball. Next to that picture is one of me 
from my childhood. I must have been about eight. I'm 
wearing a baseball jersey from the local league and the 
rest of my team is behind me. That's the way they liked to 
take the pictures when I was younger. It made you look 
like you were better than the rest of the team. They were 
behind you and blurred while you were up front like a star. 
It was actually a pretty good picture of me. All around 
Fox's tee ball pictures are other pictures. Some I can 
definitely tell who they are like Scully's and Skinner's, 
others the child looks unfamiliar to me. There are about 
four kids that I can't figure out who they are. I hear 
footsteps approaching and an arm slips around my waist.

"You looked cute there Mulder. What happened?"

"Well what happened to you?" I said pointing to a picture 
of her while she was on softball. She giggled. A joyous 
sound that I don't get to here enough.

"I had a lot of fun on that team. C'mon I know you want to 
meet Fox. He's downstairs watching cartoons. I told him 
someone special wants to meet him. He is very excited." 
She took my hand and began pulling me towards the stairs. 
I wasn't moving with her so she turned around to look at 
me. I looked at her, petrified once again.

"Scully," I gave a whisper it sounded like I was in pain.

"What's wrong Mulder?" she replied her eyebrow rising.

"I'm scared Scully."

"Of what?"

"I'm terrified that he won't like me. I don't think I 
could take the rejection of my own kid. Her gaze softened 
like she would cry. Hell, I should be the one crying. I 
brushed the tears out of her eyes. "Don't cry Scully. 
There's nothing to cry about," I said like a child asking 
their mother to tell them their goldfish isn't really dead.

"Mulder your own child will not reject you. He loves and 
adores you. Look at me Mulder," she said as my eyes 
diverted from hers. "He admires you and could not wait 
until the day he could meet his father."

"Really?" She nodded her head in affirmative.

"Ready to meet your son?" This time I was the one who took 
her hand and pulled her down the stairs. I was showing her 
the excitement I felt in meeting my son.

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"Fox," I heard her call from the doorway. I am next to her 
but Fox can't see me. I am leaning on the wall, her hand 
still in mine.

"Yes Mommy?" He has an angelic voice.

"There's someone I would like you to meet." I took my cue 
and walked in the room and stood next to her.

"Daddy!" the child screamed with glee and flew at me like a 
bat out of hell. He had a death grip on my leg.

"Hey buddy," I replied and ruffled his hair with my free 
hand. I was not really sure how to respond to this. 
Scully bent over and grabbed Fox off my leg and pulled him 
into her arms.

"I told you he'd come back," she smiled into his hair. Fox 
reached up and kissed her on the cheek. My vision blurred 
as I looked at my beautiful boy with his mother. He has 
gorgeous brown hair and hazel eyes. He has his mother's 
freckles and nose. Suddenly he was being shoved into my 
arms. It feels awkward at first, his arms around my neck, 
but I know I would get use to it.

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After Fox got changed we had a catch in Scully's heaven-
like backyard. It was huge! There is a built in pool with 
a hot tub right next to it. There has to be at least half 
an acre of land just to wander on. I used my old mitt 
since Scully kept it in my "den" upstairs. Fox has a 
pretty good arm. Maybe he'll be a pitcher. Scully is 
nearby with, what I soon learned to be, her always present 
camera. She must be quite the photographer. Later we took 
him to his tee ball practice and then went home. It was 
quiet when we walked in and I shut the door behind me. 
Turning around I saw a look in her eyes. I haven't seen 
this look for about six years. She walked towards me and 
kissed me hard, pushing me against the door. She started 
working on the zipper on my jeans.

"Scully," I spoke gently grabbing her by the shoulders. 
"Scully." She looked up at me with a hurt look. "Not 
here."

"Then where"

"I dunno, just not here."

"Fine." She took my hand and led my upstairs. "How's 
this?" she questioned once inside my "den."

"This'll do," I smiled at her. I pulled her closer and we 
let our precious little time alone together begin.

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"You have to call them." I was putting on my jeans, 
humming to myself merrily. "Mulder did you hear me?"

"Hmmm, what Scully? No, I'm sorry," I replied startled out 
of my daydreaming

"I said you have to call the Lone Gunmen and tell them 
you're alive. They'll be happy to hear it. They were 
depressed for a long time because they hadn't heard your 
crazy theories." I realize that I have forgotten about my 
three good friends. I feel horrible.

"You're right, I'll call them now."

"Now Mulder?"

"Yeah. Why not?"

"Well I thought you would want to rest or something."

"Scully we have been resting for the past fifteen minutes." 
I smile at her and she grins back.

"Fine I'll make lunch." I looked around the room for my 
old phone. Aha there it is.

"Does the phone in here work?"

"Yeah," I heard her yell from the hallway.

"Scully..."

"Yes they still have the same phone number."

"See Scully we still don't need that class. We communicate 
just fine." I heard her giggle from the hallway.

"Hello." I immediately knew the voice belonged to the 
shortest gunmen.

"Shut off the tape Frohike."

"Mulder?!?!"

"I said shut off the tape."

"Wait a minute. How do I know you're really Mulder?" he 
inquired.

"Hold on I'll give you proof." I paused, thinking. "I'm 
going to put you on hold."

"Ok." I heard rapid typing in the background. I knew they 
were checking for a voice match. After I put him on hold I 
ran downstairs to the kitchen where Scully was.

"Scully," I said out of breath. "Please pick up the phone 
and tell Frohike it's me." She walked over to the phone 
and picked it up.

"Hey Hike." Hike? When did she start calling him that? 
"Yeah he's really here. I'm doing fine, you? Good. You 
guys want to come over for lunch? Ok but hurry over, I've 
already started. No Frohike I think you can keep the tapes 
but you'll have to ask him. See you soon. Bye." She hung 
up the phone and went back to making the salads.

"Are they coming over?"

"Yeah, as soon as they can." She was being short with me.

"Scully, what's wrong?" I asked softly.

"Nothing Mulder, I'm fine," she answered angrily

"You're fine Scully? You're always fine! You've been fine 
since I've known you!"

"You want the truth Mulder?" she looked over at me. I 
nodded my head.

"Always Scully."

"I'm not fine. I am very very far from it."

"What's wrong Scully? I can't help you unless you tell 
me," I sighed exasperated. 

"Nothing, Mulder. Just.... nothing." There's a long 
silence until I finally say something.

"You're not being very cooperative." Another pause.

"Maybe I don't want to be cooperative."

"But then I can't..." The doorbell rudely interrupted me. 
"We're picking this up later," I said as I walked towards 
the door. Upon opening it I notice a short bald man and a 
rather tall blonde. "Hey guys," I said putting on a happy 
face. Frohike immediately hugged me and then Langly 
followed suit. I could swear they had tears in their eyes. 
"Where's Byers?" I ask, becoming fearful that he too might 
have passed.

"Right here Mulder," Byers poked his head around a bush out 
front and walks up to the stoop. "I had to park the car. 
Nice to see you Mulder." He also gave me a brief hug. We 
moved towards the kitchen. I was about to sit down when 
the doorbell rang. Scully started for the door but I told 
her I'd get it. I am still paranoid over who may be at the 
door trying to hurt any person I love. If any harm lurks 
there I want to protect these people from it. Lucky for me 
it was only Fox and his friend.

"Dad!" I received my thousandth hug of the day. "This is 
John. He didn't believe that you were back." Fox turned 
back to his friend. "Told you so."

"Nice to meet you John," I said shaking the young boys 
hand.

"I can't stay my mom's waiting in the car," John explained. 
He had dark haunted eyes and black hair. The little boy 
said goodbye and Fox and I entered the house.

"Dad guess what happened to me in practice today?" He was 
circling around me as we made our way over to the kitchen.

"What?" 

"I hit a homerun." He made pretend that he was swinging a 
bat in his hand and hit a fake homerun.

"Alright kid!" I heard Frohike say as we entered the 
kitchen.

"Uncle Mel, Uncle Ringo, Uncle John you're here!" He ran 
over and hugged them all. What had happened while I was 
away? They must have all grown close to Fox.

"Wow you got so big," Byers stated. 

"Uncle John you know I could not have grown that much in 
just a few days." He got Scully's rational mind.

"Lunch time Fox," Scully said as he took his seat between 
Scully and I.

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"Thanks for the two meals Scully," Byers said as the gunmen 
headed towards the door. "Dinner was really good. Frohike 
should learn to cook like you."

"Thanks Byers."

"Bye big guy." They leaned down to Fox's height and said 
their goodbyes. Scully and I were next. The gunmen had 
stayed longer that I expected. When they had gone Fox 
asked me to play a video game with him.

"I've got to talk to your mother first, Fox." Suddenly my 
own words slapped me in the face. Childhood flashbacks 
were coming at me rapidly. I heard my father saying those 
words before closing the door to my parent's bedroom. 
Later I heard the painful muffled cries of pain issued from 
my mother. I remember the slaps and hurtful words.

"Mulder? Mulder!" She was calling me back, the voice of 
my angel.

"Yeah?" I snapped out of it. Upon looking around I found 
that Fox had left.

"We'll do this later, when Fox is asleep. Right now I 
don't want to fight. Besides Fox shouldn't see or hear us 
fight, it might scar him." She didn't know how right she 
was.

"Ok." I followed her to the living room to play video 
games with my son.

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"Goodnight Fox," we said, tucking the little boy into bed. 
I had just finished reading him Where The Wild Things Are. 
I kissed my precious son's head and left the room, followed 
closely by Scully. She shut the door quietly behind her.

"You make a wonderful father Mulder," she said while giving 
me a hug.

"You're not so bad yourself. I mean at being a mother and 
all," I replied giving her a kiss. She led me towards the 
stars, holding my hand, our fight before forgotten. 
Passing by the same baseball photos as before I stop her. 
"Scully," I said trying to look confused because I really 
was. I pointed at the photos. "These baseball pictures, I 
recognize you, Skinner, and I but what about the other 
four?"

"Oh," she giggles. "You can't tell? That's Frohike, 
Langly, and Byers." I was about to ask who the other photo 
was of but I realized it must be John.

"That's John?" I inquire needing to be sure.

"Yeah," she answers somberly while touching his picture 
lightly. I'm not jealous of her love for this John Doggett 
guy. He had her and now I do. He's gone and can't take 
her away from me. "He liked baseball too Mulder. We used 
to drive all around to see games. Basically we would head 
to New York because he was a Mets fan, I think that's where 
Fox gets it from." She smiled at the memories. As much as 
I love hearing about what happened when I was not here, it 
makes me grow depressed too. I should have been there 
taking them to see baseball games and going on family 
vacations. I should have seen Fox's first steps and heard 
his first word. We continue our journey down the stairs 
and to the living room wordlessly. "Stay here I'll be 
right back."

"Ok." I plopped down on the couch. I really like this 
room; it's so homey and comfy. A Short time later Scully 
returns with a huge box that I jump up to grab from her. 
The box is very heavy. I put it gently on the floor. 
"Jeez, Scully what do have in here, bricks?"

"Not exactly," she opens the box and I look in to find a 
bunch of videocassettes and DVDs. "These," she said 
picking up four tapes. "Are the two thousand World Series 
or Subway Series." My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I 
have heard about the series but have never seen any 
footage. It made me sad because I thought of my old life. 
There was another subway series a few years ago. I watched 
only the last game and unfortunately the Mets won, which 
added to my depression. Scully smiles at my wind eyed 
reaction. "The rest," she motions towards the box. "Are 
family videos." I smile a 100-watt grin at her.

"Thank you Scully, thank you so much." I kiss her in my 
happiness and soon more passionate ones follow that kiss. 
God I love this woman, she is too good for and to me.

"Mulder," she stopped us from going any further. "I forgot 
to tell you something." She sounded serious. "I can get 
pregnant again, it's possible. I forgot to tell you." She 
looked away. I made her look at me.

"Scully, it's okay." She smiled at me. "I'm sure one time 
hasn't done it." We kiss again and resume what we were 
previously about to do.

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I couldn't sleep. No, that wasn't it. I wouldn't sleep. 
There were too many things I had to do. I quietly stepped 
out of Scully's bedroom and crossed the hall to check on my 
son. It was still a weird concept; hard to swallow that I 
had a son, that we had a son. He's still sleeping 
peacefully. I guess I had to check you know like that new 
parent thing. They check on their children when they're 
first born constantly to see if they still breathing. Fox 
sleeps in one spot, sprawled about and hardly moves or so 
Scully told me so that I wouldn't get nervous. Looking 
around his room I see the alien faces that cover the walls. 
This reminded me of my abduction and strangely enough of 
the tapes waiting for me in the living room.

I headed downstairs into the living room. After popping in 
the first tape I sat on the couch. I pressed play and 
started my history lesson.

 
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10:56 AM

"Daddy," Fox was shaking me. "Daddy wake up. Mommy says 
it's time for breakfast."

"Mm," I grumble. "What time is it?"

"I dunno Daddy." Of course he doesn't know, he can't tell 
time. How stupid of me. I look down at my watch. It's 
10:58 AM. I stayed up real late last night. I watched the 
World Series and the first few days of Fox's birth. He was 
such a cute baby. "Daddy! You have to get up. Mommy has 
to leave soon."

"Huh? Why's Mommy leaving?" I ask getting off the couch 
and making my way towards the kitchen. Fox slips his hand 
into mine. He sure has no weird feelings about me coming 
back.

"She's got a doctor's appointment today. I'm staying home 
with you." We reach the kitchen.

"Morning Mulder," she smiles at me setting down a platter 
of scrambled eggs on the table. "We have eggs this 
morning.

"Scully you have a doctor's appointment?"

"Oh, Fox told you." She looks up to see the panic on my 
face. "No Mulder it's only a check up. Then I have to run 
some errands." I let out a sigh of relief. "Fox is 
staying home with you today. You two should go out and do 
something."

"Ok." I turned towards Fox. "What do you want to do?"

"Let's see the new Disney movie!" he jumped up and down.

"Honey," I heard Scully say to Fox but she was looking at 
me for my reaction to her next words. "Daddy John took you 
to see that movie two months ago." I did flinch a little. 
I am very jealous of that man. He had my family before I 
even got to see them together. That makes me upset. And 
she let Fox call him Daddy! I'm Fox's Daddy.

"I know but I want Daddy to take me to see it too."

"Is that ok with you Mulder?" I shook my head ok. "Good I 
have to go. I'll see you two later." She ran around 
getting her pocket book and stuff. Later she kissed me and 
Fox goodbye. "You be good with your Daddy, ok?"

"Yes Mommy." She left. I stood there awkwardly for a few 
minutes.

"Let's have breakfast." We headed towards the table to 
eat.

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1:30 PM

"How'd you like the movie Fox?" I asked as he held my hand 
while skipping merrily back to the car.

"It was great!" he replied back happily. "It was funny."

"You sound like a movie critic." He looked at me 
quizzically.

"What's that?"

"A person who says how good a movie was."

"Oh. What're we doing now?" He looked at me as I buckled 
him into the back of the car.

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's go to the playground at the park."

"Ok," I said getting back into the car, turning on the 
engine.

"Dad?"

"Yeah."

"Where have you been?" This question caught me by 
surprise. I don't know what to say. "Daddy John said that 
you went away to find the truth whatever that is. You know 
that Daddy John met you once. You were working a case 
together. He said that you were a good proflier."

"You mean profiler?"

"Yeah that. He said you were very nice and would have 
loved me very much." He sniffled. "I miss my Daddy John. 
He was a nice Daddy, you would have liked him." Thank god 
we were pulling up to the park. I don't think I could 
stand anymore. John has only been in a few of the videos 
so far. I got out of the car and unbuckled the little boy. 
He clung to me around my neck. He was still sniffling a 
bit. I hugged him back and tried to soothe him, but I 
didn't really know how. I rubbed my hand up and down his 
back and kissed his head. Why isn't Scully here, now? I 
need her.

"You ok buddy?" He sniffled up at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Daddy?"

"Mm."

"Can we go on the swings?"

"Sure. Let's go." He clambers down and runs over to the 
swings to begin playtime.
 
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3:30 PM

"Scully we're home," I yelled out upon entering the house. 
"Scully?"

"Maybe Mommy's sleeping. She's been doing that a lot 
lately, usually when Uncle Walt would come over." The 
young boy let out another sniffle.

"How about you play some video games and I'll go check on 
Mom?"

"Ok." I slowly ascended the stairs towards the bedroom. I 
open the door to find Scully clutching a man's shirt but 
not mine.

"Scully?" She doesn't answer and I assume she's asleep. I 
walk over to look at her face. Her eyes are red, she had 
been crying. I wonder what about. I hope the cancer 
hasn't returned. I slowly move the hair out of her face.

"John?" she mumbles. I am a little thrown off but I move 
some more hair out of her face. "Mulder?" she mumbles 
again.

"Baby, it's time to get up. Fox and I are home." She 
opens one eye. Scully reaches out and pulls me onto the 
bed.

"Hold me Mulder, please. Just hold me." That's just what 
I did.

"So Scully what's up?"

"Not now Mulder, I just want you to hold me."

"I am holding you. I just want to know what's going on," I 
explained. She backed out of my arms and stood up, looking 
at me.

"Remember you wanted to know." She turned her back to me 
and mumbled, "How should I tell you this?"

"Just tell me." I want to know, it can't be that bad.

"I'm pregnant Mulder." I didn't know what to say.

"It's not mine, is it?" I ask not really wanting to know 
the answer

"No, it's John's." I didn't know what to say, so I left 
Scully standing there.

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"Hey buddy you want to go walking with me?" I asked Fox 
once I got downstairs.

"Sure Dad just let me finish this life and I'll be right 
there." A while later Fox found me at the door. I grabbed 
his little hand and we were out the door. "Does Mom know 
we left?"

"Yeah, I left her a note." I felt really bad leaving 
Scully like that. I just didn't know how to react. It's 
sort like a punch in the jaw. You stand there stunned, not 
knowing what to do and then you just hit the other person 
back. I guess I hit Scully back by leaving. I took this 
walk to clear my mind. I haven't run daily in a long time, 
it reminded me too much of Scully, so I walked daily 
instead. Don't ask. 

"Dad, what are we doing?"

"We're walking." He looked up at me.

"But why?"

"It clears my mind. I used to do this all the time," I 
explained.

"Ok."

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5:00 PM

"Where have you two been?" Scully asked when we came in.

"I left a note right there on the table."

"Yeah, I saw it, but it could have been left by anyone. 
You scared me half to death."

"I'm sorry Mommy," Fox said giving Scully a hug.

"It's ok baby. Why don't you eat your dinner? I need to 
talk to your father."

"Ok." Scully and I left the room. I followed her up the 
stairs and into my "den." When the door was closed she was 
the first one to speak.

"That was a heartless and horrible thing to do to me 
Mulder."

"I know Scully, I'm sorry." She cut me off.

"No Mulder, you don't know. And don't speak until I'm 
finished." I nodded my head in affirmative. "Ever since 
you were abducted my life has been hell. Sure there have 
been a few minutes of pure bliss but my life hasn't been 
the same. When I realized that you might not be coming 
back I figured I should move on. I assumed that's what you 
would want me to do. So I went out with a few guys. Then 
one day John asked me out. I accepted, not knowing that I 
would fall in love with him and marry him. He was a nice 
guy. He looked out for me and he reminded me of you. He 
didn't believe like you did. He just wanted Fox and I to 
be happy. 

"He searched for you Mulder. He searched everywhere. He 
went out on every lead and he would not quit. He wanted so 
much happiness for me that even if he did find you he would 
have given me back to you. He knew that way I would be 
happier. He was a great man Mulder and I am proud to be 
carrying his child. I only regret that he'll never meet 
this baby. My children never have luck. First Fox was 
born and you were abducted; now this child is going to be 
born with no possibility of seeing his father, ever. There 
was that possibility with Fox and you did come back. Fox 
got lucky but this kid won't. You don't know what it's 
like to loose two men that you love and one of them your 
husband and the other your best friend. I lost Walter and 
John in a matter of two months. It's been hard for me 
lately.

"Walter would tell Fox about you all the time. He felt 
guilty for your disappearance. He used to point out places 
that you had been and tell Fox all about what went on 
there. Walter even broke some rules to get some FBI 
official documents so that he could show Fox your 
signature. He used to bring cases home with him and then 
show them to Fox, he even read a few of the less scary ones 
to Fox. Walter loved Fox almost as much as I do and as did 
John.

"John lost a son of his own. He treated Fox as if he was 
his own. Fox was devastated when Walter and John died. Do 
you know how Walter died?" I shook my head no. "He was in 
a warehouse where you reportedly were. Suddenly without 
any warning the building exploded. What killed him wasn't 
the fire or asphyxiation it was flying debris. He was 
looking for you." Scully was near hysterics. I tried to 
move closer to her to comfort her but she just pushed me 
away. "And all this time you were hiding in Arizona. My 
husband and friend both died while you were happily living. 
You're a fucking bastard and I never want to see you 
again." She slipped to the floor crying hysterically. 
"Get out!"

"What?" I asked shocked. She hadn't heard my side of the 
story yet.

"Get the fuck out!" she screamed at me. I quickly 
retreated from the room to the kitchen where Fox was still 
eating. I didn't know if Scully wanted me to leave her 
life or just leave the room.

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9:45 PM

Scully never came downstairs. She stayed up there the 
whole night. The only movement I heard from her was when 
she crossed the hall to another room. I have decided to 
try going upstairs to see what was going on. I had tucked 
Fox in before but I saw no sign of Scully. Slowly I climb 
the stairs and enter into her bedroom. Scully isn't there 
so I gather all my stuff that was inside the room and stuff 
it into my suitcase. I'll leave tonight. I want to stay 
and help her but apparently she doesn't want me around. I 
descend the stairs and go to the kitchen. I remember 
Scully telling me that John decorated this room and shivers 
are sent down my spine. I find some paper and a pen and 
jot a note to Scully. Since I don't really know what to 
say it takes me a long time to write and I concentrate 
intently on this task. I tell her what hotel I am staying 
at and that I won't come back ever if she doesn't want me 
too. I will miss Fox desperately but I think this is for 
the best. I take out another piece of paper and write a 
letter to Fox telling how much I love him and stuff. With 
tears in my eyes and a heavy heart I pick up my suitcase 
and head towards the door. As I turn the lock I stop from 
the noise I hear behind me.

"Dad?" Shit. "Where are you going?"

"Hey buddy. What are you doing up?"

"You're leaving us aren't you? You finally come back and 
you're leaving. I hate you." He turns and runs away. 
Powerful words for a little guy, huh? I choose not to 
follow him and instead I open the door. I question what I 
am about to do one more time.

"Don't you dare leave." I turn around once again to find 
Scully staring at me. "I heard Fox crying and I came to 
see what was the matter. He told me you were leaving." 
She leisurely walks up to me. "You come back and now you 
leave. You can't and will not leave. I will shoot you 
before you walk out that door for good." Great, now she'll 
shoot me if I leave. Before she told me to go. Can't she 
make up her mind.

"You're a hypocrite."

"What?" she asked confused. Yes, I confused her.

"First you tell me to go and then you tell me to stay. 
Make up your mind because me coming and going won't be good 
for the kid." I knew in my mind I was already trying to 
detach myself from the situation.

"You're already referring to Fox as 'the kid.' You know 
Mulder, you're heartless."

"What do you want me to do? Give you child support? Fine. 
I'll mail you a check every week, ok? You don't want me in 
your life, so I'm getting out," I yelled at her. Then I 
started mumbling to myself. "I knew I should have stayed 
away. I was an idiot for coming back." I pick up my bags 
and walk out of the house. As I am about to cross the 
block I hear footsteps coming up behind me. Suddenly a 
person tackles me and I fall to the floor. Scully lands on 
top of me.

"Mulder," she cries into my chest. "Mulder please don't 
go, please don't. I love you too much. Fox loves you too 
much. John and Walter searched for you for all those 
years. Now when I have you back I will not let them and 
myself down by letting you go. I love you. Please Mulder, 
if you love me don't go." I was crying too by now.

"Scully please don't cry," I said wiping away the tears on 
her face. "Don't cry Scully, I'll stay. I love you."

"Thank you Mulder."

"Scully you shouldn't thank me." She lifted herself off of 
me and we made our way back to her house and back to a new 
life, together.

         The End

Thanks for reading. This is the longest fanfic I have written so far. 
I hope you enjoyed it. As you can see I wrote this a while 
ago so sorry for any inaccuracies. Write me with your 
comments as SaturnVLunar@aol.com