Title: A Day In The Life Of Dana
Author: Geri H.
Warning: You'll throw up if you aren't the mushy shipper type.
Disclaimer: Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions and 20th Century Mulderowns these characters. Summary: A day in the life of a married, pregnant Dana Mulder.


I woke up with a start. I guess that woke up Mulder too. He looked at me.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah," I said, sitting up. "The baby kicked pretty hard."

Mulder sat up with me and put his arm around me. He stroked my large stomach.

"Good morning." He kissed my lips. Mulder is so perfect. He's not a man from a romance novel, the kind that follows your every move and kisses you every two seconds, but an understanding sweetheart who loves you and wants to please you. And what tops it off is that HE isn't perfect and we have fights now and then. That's what I think is the key to a successful relationship. If you agree on everything then you don't have a challenge. If you have fights now and then it makes life intresting and gives you something to live for. Plus, he's a real looker ;)

"Good morning," I said back and kissed his lips. I laid there in his arms for a few more minutes. We always have a morning cuddle. Then I got up to make breakfast and get Bart and Lisa up. Lisa really has a problem about sleeping in. Lisa's has dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a deep beautiful tan.She's Hispanic. I walked into her room where Bart, our golden retriever, was laying on top of Lisa preventing her from getting up even if she had been awake. I shook Lisa gently and pushed Bart off of her.

"Wake up. Time for breakfast," I told her as she slowly opened her eyes.

"It's SATURDAY," she said and flopped over. Seven-year-olds are dramatic, I've found.

"Just because it's Saturday doesn't mean you never have to get out of bed. And we have to go SHOPPING today."

She sat up really fast.

"Shopping? Where? Wal-Mart?" she asked me eagerly.

"Yeah and K-Mart and the Mall and more." "YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She jumped up and down, grabbed clothes out of her closet and ran into the bathroom in the same half-second. I grinned and hugged Bart who looked really sleepy. Then I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. I reached into the fridge, which was full of Lunchables for her to take to school. I took out the eggs and the milk, shut the fridge and got the Bisquick out of the cupboard and proceeded to make pancake batter. Stirring is boring, so I turned on the TV to VH1. 8-Track Flashback. I sat down to watch and stir and pet Bart, who had followed me into the kitchen, at the same time.

"Hey ya'll remember the Bangles?" the chick on the TV said. "Well they're back! In POG form!!!!!!!!!!!!" She sat on the floor and started to play with the Pogs that had pictures of the Bangles on them. I swear I remember that line from a Simpsons episode. Lisa's a real fan of The Simpsons. She never misses an episode even if she's seen it a thousand times. She even tapes them. I think it was Millhouse talking about ALF being back, in Pog form. I looked down at my stomach.

"Baby, don't you EVER date anyone that stupid," I spoke into my stomach.

Then they started to play a Bangles video and I decided the batter had been stirred enough. Just when I got up, Lisa came out of the shower.

"Hey AngelPie, come help me with the pancake," I called to her from the kitchen.

She grinned and walked over to the kitchen. She insists that instead of regular names like Angel or Sugar, I use names that Homer has called Lisa on The Simpsons. I handed her the batter.

"Pour that onto the griddle and you know the rest."

I reached into the fridge and pulled out a bag of strawberries. I heard Mulder get out of the shower. I got a knife out of the drawer and cut the strawberries into little chunks. Just then Mulder walked into the kitchen and got the ice cream out of the freezer, opened it and got out the blender to scoop it in so I could just throw in the strawberries when I was done chopping them.

"Thanks dad." Lisa flipped a pancake.

"No problemo, HoneyKitten." Mulder grinned at her and she grinned back. I don't know who got her started on The Simpsons. She was addicted when we adopted her two years ago when we were newlyweds. Her room is decorated with pictures of the Simpsons and Simpson dolls. Mulder brought me the blender and I threw in the strawberries. Mulder took the blender back to it's base and turned it on for, like, a minute. Then when it was totally smushed he poured it into three glasses. I went to the stove and heated up another pan for bacon. As I was getting the bacon out of the fridge, the phone rang.

"Would you get that Mulder?" I asked Mulder as Lisa flipped another pancake.

"Sure hon," he said and walked over to a pile of papers with ringing coming from somewhere under it. He reached in and pulled out the cordless phone.

"Yello?" Mulder asked and winked at Lisa. Yello is how Homer Simpson answers the phone. Lisa grinned at him.

"Hi mom!!! . . . . Yep Dana's here . . . . She's fine . . . . The baby's fine . . . . Any day now . . . . Sure Lisa's here . . . . She's making pancakes . . . . . Hold on." Mulder walked over to Lisa. "Wanna talk to Gramma?" he asked her.

"Sure!" she said and looked at me. "Mom, would you finish the pancakes?"

"Okay." I said and she tossed me the spatula. I flipped a pancake and stuck the bacon on. Mulder walked back in the kitchen and looked at me. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing. You're beautiful," he answered.

"Mulder, I'm nine months pregnant. That's impossible."

"Not with you it isn't. You were beautiful when you we're spitting mucus at me after I had pulled out the tube that was stuck in you in the ice."

Before I lost control and frenched him right then and there, I changed the subject. "My mom or yours?" I asked him.

"Yours," he answered and got out the plates so I could put the pancakes on them. He sat them next to the stove and I flipped on three each. Then he took them to the table, which Lisa had somehow already set. I took over the ice-cream drinks and a plate of bacon and called Lisa.

"Lisa! Breakfast!"

Lisa walked to the table still gabbing into the phone. I wondered what mom had asked her that was taking such a long answer. We all sat down and started to eat.

"Hey Lise, can I talk to Gramma now?" I asked Lisa who looked like she was all talked out.

She nodded.

"Gramma, mom wants to talk to you now. . . .I love you too. . . .Bye." She handed the phone to me. I took it.

"Hi Mom," I said, chewing.

"Hi Dana. How are you?"

"I'm great."

"How's my grandchild?"

"Fine." I smiled down at my stomach.


The rest of the day just flew by. We went to Wal-Mart and the mall and all of the stores that Lisa had brought up to shop for baby clothes since I'm not going to have a baby shower. After that I took Lisa and Bart to the park, and by then it was dinnertime. Mulder and Lisa made hamburgers. Then we all stayed up until 3:00 AM watching a Simpsons marathon. Me and Mulder left Lisa on the couch asleep, curled up with Bart. Then we went to bed and fell asleep immediately in each other's arms. I wonder what will happen tomorrow.

The End


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