Title: Twins
Author: Teetee
Category: VR
Spoilers: Up to and including season
eight. (Especially various rumors 
about episode 8.)
Summary: Hallway reunion
Disclaimer: Not mine. 
Feedback: Please. 
 Teetee1711@thexfiles.com


I charge through the automatic sliding doors to the emergency room of
Northeast Georgetown Medical Center, my typical quick, graceful stride
reduced to a waddle with the girth of my belly. Like deja vu all over
again, except last time he was the one charging through doors. No
attention is paid to me at the admitting desk, so I take matters into my
own hands, walking through the emergency unit, searching. A voice calls to
me from behind, a voice I know like no other, and I stop. My heart beats
erratically. I know I must turn around, I want to so desperately.

I fear his reaction to my appearance. But I've been waiting for six and a
half months to see him again and I can't wait any longer.

I pivot on my left foot, turning 180 degrees and now stand facing him. 
His eyes are locked on mine, and have yet to stray south of my neck. God,
how I've missed him. He looks different, thinner than before, longer hair
and a beard. But his eyes, oh his eyes, are that same beautiful hazel
that I could spend hours gazing at. I try to move toward him, but find my
feet won't budge. No matter. Slowly, and with some difficulty I note, he
strides toward me. He covers the ten feet of space between us in seconds.

He walks up to me, getting closer, until he literally bounces off of the
basketball that is disguised as my

stomach. For the first time since I saw him here, his eyes leave mine,
traveling down the length (and width) of my body. His mouth opens in
surprise, a delighted yelp of joy escaping. He looks up to me again. 

"Scully?" His raspy voice whispers. How I longed to hear that voice. 
"It worked?" 

I smile widely. "It did. Twins Mulder." 

"Twins?" He repeats, his eyes widening with this new information. 

"A boy and a girl." 

"How soon?" 
 
"Another six weeks- probably less. Multiple births are usually a little
early." 

"And everything is..." 

"Wonderful. Everything is wonderful." I smile broadly at him. "Much
better now, though." 

He grins in response, his hands hovering near my belly. "May I?" 

"Of course." I take hold of his hands, directing them to rest atop the
swell of my stomach, where our future lies. 

One, or both, of the babies decides to perform for the new hands that
press against them. Tears fall from Mulder's eyes as he feels for the
first time, the movement within me- the activity of our children. My
hands leave his, stroking his hair, attempting to soothe him. 

"I never dreamed- I mean, I did dream... I just tried so hard not to get
my hopes up in case..." He rambles. 

"I know Mulder. I felt the same way. But, it worked. Despite
everything, it was successful. We are going to be parents." 

"Scully, I want to know everything." 

"You will. I kept a journal for you. I have all sorts of things for
you." 

"Thank you. Thank you." He mumbles, dropping to his knees and resting
his head against our children, his arms encircling me. 

"Come on Mulder. I want to talk to your doctor." I take his hand,
lifting him up. 

"You are my doctor." He replies, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. 

"You know what I mean." 

"I do." He pauses as he stands before me. A strange look comes over his
face. This look, though I've never seen it before, instantly I know what
it means. "Scully?" 

"Yes Mulder." It's a statement, an acknowledgment of what he's thinking. 
An affirmation, an acceptance. 

He smiles then, taking my hand. He lifts it to his lips and kisses it
softly. "Good to know."

We move toward his room. I stop him short of entering. My arms wind
around his middle, hugging him as close to my body as I can. Tears leak
from my eyes as I whisper "I missed you." 

"And I missed you." He lifts my face to his, wiping the tear tracks away. 
He plants a gentle kiss on my forehead, then grasps the sides of my face,
holding me still as he lowers his mouth to mine. 

Oh my. I missed this too, more than I realized. Our kiss deepens, and I
can feel the longing within him, as I am sure he can feel the same in me. 
We pull away at the same time, breathing harshly, eyes aglow with joy.