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Category: MSR. married, post-Truth.
Spoilers: The Truth, sequel to Journey to the Distant Shore
and After the Run fictional series.
Summary: The X-Files Office is finally re-opened after
Colonization has been averted, just as a new arrival is
imminent.
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Disclaimer: All X-Files character, the X-Files title, and
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no money and intend no copyright infringement.
9:30 AM
OFFICE OF THE X-FILES
FBI HEADQUARTERS
J. EDGAR HOOVER BUILDING
WASHINGTON, DC.
Fox Mulder wanted to be there especially early today. This
was a landmark day for the agent once referred to as 'Spooky'
for his far-fetched beliefs in the paranormal, and his
obsessive search for his sister, Samantha Mulder. He had
witnessed the girl's kidnapping, suffered years of guilt over
not having been able to stop her abduction, and searched for
her tirelessly. After years of that hope of finding her alive,
he finally learned that she had died at age 14 from the effects
of endless testing and experimentation by men ruthless and
godless.
'They' tried to shut his office down numerous times for his
closeness to information he was not to know. 'They' were a
shadow government of ruthless men, women, and aliens selling
the world to slavery and war. 'They' were unsuccessful.
Fox Mulder was successful in finding the evidence and means
to expose and eliminate the aliens planning to enslave the world,
using humans as hosts to gestate gray aliens, fighting against
faceless shapeshifters in an ugly Colonization scenario.
Special Agent Dana Scully, a medical doctor grounded in science
was sent to disprove his theories. She refused to do so, was
kidnappped and experimented upon, and left unable to bear
children. But she did bear a child. Fox's child. The eggs Mulder
managed to retrieve for her to have fertilized by his sperm had
been tampered with. William was born with some alien D.N.A. Yet,
the brother of Fox happened to have been an experimentation victim
himself, as well as an FBI agent. He offered a remedy to quelch
baby William's alien traits.
William was now a normal, healthy, human child, with a normal,
healthy human sister, Meg, and another sibling about to be born.
Fox and Dana were never happier at any other time in their lives
than they were now. With the aid of two other agents, Special
Agent Monica Reyes and Special Agent John Doggett, and two of
their Assistant Directors, they had managed to prevent a planned
Armageddon and live again.
Mulder's love for Scully had grown over the years of suffering
and searching they had been through, and now, their love had
brought them back to the place their love had grown -- from seed,
to stem and leaves, to full blossom, with roots deeper than any
place or of any measurement of it known to man.
Today, the X-Files Office was being re-opened, and Fox and his
wife were ready to unpack boxes, uncover file cabinets and polish
that desk they had debated theories over so many times long ago.
"Mmm... I've missed that mildew smell and the damp floors."
"You're still crazy, Mulder. But I love the fact that you're home.
That you are happy." A very pregnant Scully wandered around the
still relatively bare room. "All this is yours once more. This is
a wonderful day."
"Ours." Mulder corrected her. He held her closely and caressed
her face with his lips. "When I've thought of this place all this
time away from it, I never thought of it without you right here
with me. That's where you belong when you're working. WE made
it all happen all those years: the highest rate of solved criminal
cases, we saw places and things no one has ever dreamed of, and we
saved the world."
"We also racked up the biggest bill with your lost guns, lost cell
phones, and motel room damages."
"Scully, you're looking at the downside of it all!" He let go of
her and stepped back for a moment, reaching for something under his
trench coat. "This was my motto at one time, and I guess yours
too, in a different way." Mulder unrolled his "I Want to Believe"
poster.
"Yes. Yes, Mulder, you're right. We both gave each other things to
believe in and the strength to claim our lives back." Scully kissed
her husband long and tenderly.
"Good morning, Agents!" John Doggett entered the room with a fruit
basket, followed by Monica Reyes.
"It's a very good morning!" Monica said.
"Thanks, guys!" Scully took a potted plant Reyes had brought them.
"So, are we ready to unpack?"
Reyes looked at Doggett. "You didn't tell them?"
"Tell us what? You are going to be here, aren't you?" Scully felt
uneasy. "Well?"
"We decided to go to a newer caseload. This one will deal strictly
with psychic phenomena," Doggett explained.
"I've been thinking this is slightly removed from what you do down
here, and I'm often aware of things in a way I can't really
explain," Reyes continued. "We may even be assigned to Homeland
Security quite often, now that the other business is over with."
"Okay, desert ship," Mulder laughed. "These newcomers... "
"Novices!" Scully said mockingly. "Well, we hope to see you often.
After all, you are William's godparents."
"We'll be in the building," Doggett replied. "Monica. It's almost
time to see Skinner."
"Take care, Dana. Call me when you go to the hospital."
"I will. Take care." After the agents were out of the room,
Scully turned to Mulder. "Mulder?"
"Umm hmm?"
"When I come back, after this baby is weaned and in very good hands
with my mother... "
"Yes?" He smiled and patted her belly.
"Can I have my own desk?" She eyed him sheepishly.
"We can share. If we sit really close together, I think..."
"I think we'd never get any work done."
"Not in a million years..." he agreed. "I'll insist this time."
"That would be great!" she smiled, holding his hand and caressing
the back of his neck. "And a phone. In fact, I could use one about
now."
"A must for any partner of mine," Mulder agreed. Just then the phone,
which was on the floor somewhere, underneath something, rang. "I'll
get it. If I can find it." It was under a drop cloth behind the
desk. "Mulder. Yes, she is. Who? Okay. I'll make sure of it. Thank
you. Well, Mrs. Scully-Mulder. Why didn't you tell me you were in
the first stage of labor before we got this far?"
She smiled coyly and answered softly, "I wouldn't have missed the
look on your face when you opened that door and came into this
office for anything. Besides, my water hasn't even... oops, it
has."
Before Scully said another word, Mulder had her sitting in his
chair, rolling it down the hallway to the elevator. "Dana Katherine
Scully-Mulder, this is the best day of my life. Not because we've
re-opened the office, but because our third child is on it's way."
"Yeah, I guess it does beat fruit and flowers."
"I wouldn't joke about it. I don't know how to deliver a baby. But
thank for packing your overnight bag and calling your mother when
you went for the coffee."
"My pleasure." Scully smiled. "This is a wonderful day, isn't it?"
"The best," Mulder agreed, smiling as the elevator door opened.
At 1:42 that afternoon, Samantha Ann Scully-Mulder was born,
and the sun shone brightly through the windows of the FBI.
END
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