This is my first MSR without the "S". This is MWR, although Scully is in here. I couldn't NOT include her LOL! Okay, here you go...

Scully stood in silence, leaning on the doorframe, watching the scene in front of her. He didn't know she was there and she wasn't going to spoil the moment by announcing her presence. She was happy and contented with what she witnessed, even a little amused. The smile on her lips was a tired but blissful one as she continued to quietly watch.

"Hey beautiful boy," came the soft gentle whisper as Mulder stroked his son's tiny clenched fist with a finger. The baby looked at him with big blue eyes, recognising his daddy.

"Hi you. Have you been a good little boy for mummy? You haven't inherited my ability to drive her crazy just yet have you? No. You're always good aren't you?" The baby gurgled in agreement at this.

You fly with Angels' wings

You got my blood in your veins

And your eyes see everything

And they shine like diamond rings

Mulder still couldn't believe that the tiny boy in the cot was his and his alone. He had never had anything that had been completely his. Never had anyone who depended on him, who loved him so acceptingly, so unwaveringly, and yet this tiny person did and it scared him to realise it. My son…My baby. He still felt as though he didn't deserve any of it. Not Scully, not the baby…but they were his and his alone, and always would be, and if you were to ask the woman standing at the doorway she would tell you that he did deserve her. It was she that didn't deserve him or the child. Looking down at his son, Mulder saw the mesmerising eyes of Dana Scully stare back at him. It was those eyes of hers that he had first fallen in love with. They were soft and haunting and beautiful. Now she had passed them on, so that some lucky girl could fall in love with them in 18 years time.

You're my Sunday

You make my Monday come alive

Just like Tuesday you're a new day

That wakes me up

Wednesday's raining

Thursday's yearning Friday nights

Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star

At times I cave right in

But this fight we have to win

And your songs you love to sing

May your dreams forever live

Mulder made a vow as he watched his son: He wouldn't die alone now, as he always assumed he would, alone with no one to carry on the Mulder name, killed in the line of duty. Now he had a reason live, a reason to fight. And that reason was staring up at him with a smile on his face and adoration in his eyes. He loved his daddy, and his daddy loved him, more than he could ever express. Mulder was going to live to see his son grow up, get married and have his own babies, or if that wasn't on the cards, to see his son become President or something equally impressive. Or not. It didn't matter to him what happened in the future as long as that little boy had dreams and aspirations and was as happy as he could be. He wasn't going to want for anything…

You're my Sunday

You make my Monday come alive

Just like Tuesday you're a new day

That wakes me up

Wednesday's raining

Thursday's yearning Friday nights

Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star

You're my star

Yes you are

"Daddy loves you William…Mummy too." His voice cracked as he heard his own words in the air. He didn't ever think he would ever say them. Scully felt her cheeks grow damp as she realised she was crying. Mulder could be so wonderful sometimes and not even realise it. He didn't know how beautiful his words had sounded to Scully.

It's a thrill to see your imagination

Just watching you is an education

What's in your mind is my fascination

It blows my mind and sets my heart racing

Mulder knew that their son was a miracle. Scully couldn't conceive children and yet here was proof of something wonderful happening.

"You shouldn't even be here…What did we do to deserve you?" Mulder's voice was full of awe and wonder. He continued to stare at his son, not able to fully comprehend their luck

"Do you want to hear a story about a very special little boy? …yeah, you do? Well. the night you were conceived - "

Scully opened her mouth to object to the road at which this conversation was going down. He can't really be doing this? Before she had chance to interject, Mulder was continuing with his "story" so Scully settled back against the doorframe.

" - mummy and me knew something special had happened. We didn't know about you then, as you were still very very tiny. We wouldn't find out about you for a long time time but we knew you were coming. Something magical had happened that night and now…here you are! You're finally here with us and we both love you so much, that it hurts. You will never ever know just how much we love you…"

Mulder trailed off as he felt Scully's presence in the room with them. He turned and looked at her, seeing pride and love and sadness in her face. She walked over to where Mulder stood and wrapped her arms around his waist. He pulled her in close to his side and kissed her hair. And there they both stood, in silence, watching their miracle.

You're my Sunday

You make my Monday come alive

Just like Tuesday you're a new day

That wakes me up

Wednesday's raining

Thursday's yearning Friday nights

Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star

The End

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