Title: One in a Million
Author: Red Badger 83
Written: May 2009
Spoilers: Arcadia the biggest one
Disclaimer: not mine. I'm only borrowing them for fun and games. CC won't let them do the things I will. I treat them good. I'll put them back when I'm done. No infringement is intended. I'm not making any money off this, hell I don't make money at all. I don't own the song either. I'm not sure who does either. I only added the lyrics for consistency.

Summary: Mulder has a surprise for Scully on her birthday. This is not the whole story. This is AU of course.

Fox and Dana's apartment
February 23rd, 1999

I awake this morning with a feeling that something is going to change, not quite sure what, but a big change for Mulder and I is on the horizon. Skinner has given us a few days off. Rolling over, I expect to see Mulder's beautiful eyes staring back at me, but he's not in bed.

"Mulder?" I call out. He didn't answer.

Getting out of bed, I walk into the bathroom to get dressed. After dressing, I make my way to the living room to see if Mulder's in there. He's not. I check the kitchen. He's not in there either.

"Damn it, Mulder. Where have you disappeared to?" I question the quiet.

Just as the question leaves my lips, my phone rang.

"Scully?" I answer.

"Hey, it's me."

"Mulder, where the hell are you? I woke up and you weren't there. I got scared that you'd run off on another case again."

"Nope, I was running some errands. You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't have the heart to wake you."

"Okay, where are you?"

"I don't think I can tell you that. You'll get mad."

"Why would I do that?"

"I'm at your mom's."

"Why are you at my mom's?"

"That's a matter of national security."

"Your visiting my mom is a matter of national security, Agent Mulder?"

"Yes, it is. I'll explain everything later."

"Okay. I was just hoping we could..."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, I was," I quipped.

"I'll be through soon. You'd better not do anything until I get there."

"Spoil my fun," I sulk.

"See you soon, my love."

"All right. Have you eaten yet?"

"No, been too busy."

"I'll have breakfast ready by the time you get here."

"See you soon. I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Mulder," I say placing the phone back in the cradle.

Walking into the kitchen, I'm wonder why Mulder had needed to see my mom today. It's my birthday and no sign of Mulder in bed with me. I responded in kind on his birthday every year since we got together. I think, last year, was the most memorable birthday for him though.

Fox and Dana's Apartment
October, 12th, 1998 7:00 P.M.

I stood in the kitchen, waiting on Mulder. I had just decorated the cake and was just about to go into the bedroom to change, when my mom came through the door.

"Hi, Dana."

"Hi, Mom. I thought you were Mulder, sorry."

"Why did you think I was him?"

"Today's his birthday, and I was surprising him with a cake," I said letting my voice trail off.

"Sounds like there's more to it."

"There is, but I'm not telling you, Mom."


"What? I just don't like telling you the specifics of our life, okay?"

"Okay. I don't want you too either. Like I said to you before, hearing Bill and Tara was bad enough."

"And as I told you, I don't need to hear this," I said throwing my hands up in protest.

"Oh, all right. I won't embarrass you anymore. I did that enough a few years ago, after that costume party you went to."

"Oh, yeah. I remember. You thought I felt guilty for making love to Mulder because I was wearing your favorite color. I, honestly, just grabbed something. I didn't even realize that it was your favorite color until I slipped it on, and by then I didn't want to pick something else."

"I know you didn't feel guilty. You love him, Dana. Your father would have been proud of you for waiting until you found true love before doing that. I know I am."

"Mom, you'd better stop. You're going to make me cry," I said taking her into my arms for a hug.

"Well, I am proud of you, Danes. I mean, look at you, what's not to be proud of. You're a forensic pathologist, and a special agent in the F.B.I. I've got the women in my weekly rook game beat by a mile. One woman in my game says her son is a judge around here. When I told her my daughter is an agent in the F.B.I., she wanted to know if you might have known her son. I told her I doubt it, because you spend more time in the morgue than in court."

"I could know him. What's his name?"

"Jacob Johnson."

"Judge Johnson's mom is in your rook game?"

"You know him?"

"Kind of, yeah. Mulder and I had a case in his court one time."

"Small world, huh?"

"Yep, it sure is."

"Well, I'm going to let you finish getting ready for Fox. Where is he anyway?"

"At work. He said he was going to finish up the paperwork for our last case and be home shortly. He'll probably call me...." the phone rang.

"That's weird."

"Weird is our nicknames these days, Mom."

Picking up the phone, I said, "Hello?"

"Hey, babe, it's me."

"Hey, it's the birthday boy."

"None of that on the phone. I don't know if this is a secure line."

"Don't start that crap with me, Mulder. I'll kick your ass."

"Oooh, keep talking, G-Woman."

"Can't. Mom's here."

"Oh, deja vu, huh, Scully?"

"Oh, yeah, big time. When can I expect you home?"

"I'm on my way now. I was just calling to let you know."

"So paperwork's done?"

"Yep, all you got to do is sign in the morning and that's that."

"Well, all right. Hurry home."

"I will. See you soon, honey."

"I love you, Fox."

"I love you too, Dana. Bye, sweetie."

"Bye," I said placing the phone back into the cradle.

"He's on his way?" Mom asked.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, I'd better go. Have a good night, sweetie."

"Plan on it."


"What, Mom? Am I embarrassing you?"

"Yes, you are."

"Yes! I finally did it. I finally embarrassed my mother. I can die happy now."

"Yes, you did, but I'm still champion in this match," Mom joked.

"Yes, you are. I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, Danes," she said as she hugged me again and headed for the door. Walking to the door, I locked it and headed for the bedroom. I had a special surprise for Mulder when he got home. Getting into the bedroom, I began to undress. I still had on my work clothes, minus the jacket. I had remembered that Mulder's favorite color is black. While he was doing the paperwork, I went to my favorite lingerie shop to pick up something special for his birthday. I had settled on a black teddy with purple trim. I think he'll love it. This is for later though. His real present is an autographed game ball from the Knicks'. He'll be impressed with that. I have a few connections in the sports field, so the ball was easy. I've been hiding it in the home office. He rarely goes in there. I dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a black tee-shirt, over the teddy, of course, and quickly went back to the kitchen. Dinner was ready and the cake was in the fridge, so the icing can harden a little. All that was missing was Mulder.

Settling on the couch, I turned on the TV to see if anything interesting was on. I saw that 'Star Trek: the Next Generation' was on. It was an episode we'd seen, but it would keep me company until Mulder got home. The episode ended as Mulder walked through the door.

"Sorry I took so long. Traffic was a nightmare."

"I understand. Now, come over here," I said beckoning him to me. He almost ran to me, picking me up in his arms swinging me around and kissing me.

"Now, that a greeting," he said.

"What do you want first, dinner or presents?"

"Presents," he quipped like a child.

"all right, but only one. You'll get the other after dinner."

"Okay," he pouted.

"Don't pout. It's worth the wait," I said as I disappeared into the office for a second.

When I came back out, his expression looked a little deflated, "Scully, is that what I think it is?"

"What do you think it is?"

"A basketball?"

"Not a regular basketball, Mulder. I catch you playing with this one, and I'll hurt you," I tossed him the ball.

He scanned the ball, "Scully, this is. Oh, my, God. This is autographed by the Knicks'."

"It's an authentic game ball, Mulder."

"How did you...?"

"You're not the only one with connections, baby," I said mysteriously.

"I love it. Thanks, baby. No one ever pegged me so good before, and I still might get that NY tattooed on my ass, for the Knicks, not the Yankees," he quipped.

"As long as my name is on there somewhere too," I deadpanned.

"I wouldn't do that to you, Scully. I'll have your name tattooed right here," he said pointing at the spot over his heart and leaning in for a kiss.

"Then all the guys in your basketball game would make fun of you."

"No, they won't. They know I love you more than life itself."

"That's sweet. Let's eat," I said ushering him to the table.

Going over to the cabinet to grab some dishes, I felt Mulder come up behind me, "Let me set the table. You cooked, at least let me do that."

"all right, Mulder, knock yourself out," I said.

Grabbing the plates, he headed back to the table.

"Red or white?"

"Whatever you got on tap, is fine?"

Instead of wine, I brought a few beers to the table.

"What, no wine?"

"Nope, I thought I'd surprise you with your usual," I joked.

"Even my favorite brand. Are you trying to get me drunk, Agent Scully?" He quipped.

"Always, Agent Mulder."

Going back into the kitchen, I grabbed the pot off the stove and brought it to the table. Returning to the kitchen, I grabbed the fresh garlic bread. Mulder had already begun to fix our plates when I returned with the garlic bread.

"Scully, this looks incredible."

"Thanks. It's G's recipe. I asked him if he felt comfortable giving it to me since it was your birthday, and he said sure."

"You went all out today, baby. Making the meal that we had the day we became lovers, an autographed game ball, and a surprise present. The only thing missing is the cake."

"Actually, Mulder, it's in the fridge. I set it in there to let the icing set up."

"Wow, you made me a cake?"

I nodded.

"This has got to be the best birthday ever," he said sounding like a kid. (Seems he's doing that a lot these days.)

"Calm down, Fox, or we'll never get to the cake."

"Spoil my fun." He pouted again.

"Don't pout too long, baby, or your other gift won't be exciting."

Upon finishing dinner, I got up to clear the table.

"I'll get those, baby. It's the least I could do. I mean, you went all out planning this special night for us and I don't want you to be saddled with the clean up."

"No, I'll do it. It's time for cake anyway."

"Hope you made my favorite."

"What else would I make? I hope you like it. It's my mom's secret recipe. She gave it to me years ago, but I never had an occasion to make it, until now."

"How did you get all of this done? You left the office at lunch."

"You said it yourself, Mulder, I'm a Martha Stewart in disguise," I quipped.

"You must be to get all this done in the length of time you had."

Grabbing the cake out of the fridge, I placed it on the table.

"Happy Birthday, Mulder. I don't have to sing, do I?"

"No, you don't. I remember the last time you sang," he quipped.

Lighting the candles, I said, "Make a wish, Mulder. Shit, that's corny."

"Who cares?! There's nothing else I could want. I have you, so I'm good. On the other hand...," he said as he blew out the candles.

"I'm not asking you what you wished for, because I already know you won't tell me."

"No, I'll tell you. I wished that I had my other present now," he lied.

"all right, Mulder. Come on, I'll give it to you now," I pulled him into the bedroom.

"Scully, what is this? I'm looking around. I don't see any nicely wrapped presents around here."

"That's because the present is hidden in plain sight, Mulder. You'll have to unwrap it. Piece by piece."

"Where is it?"

"Try right under your nose," I said positioning my tiny frame right under his nose.

"What is this surprise, Scully?"

"Close your eyes and I'll show you."

He did as he was told. When I saw his eyes were closed, I slipped off my shirt and shorts.

"Okay, Mulder, open your eyes."

He opened his eyes and was pleasantly surprised at what he saw.

"Scully, you look gorgeous. You remembered that my favorite color is black and coupled it with your favorite color. Wow, this is the sexiest thing I've ever seen."

"I'm glad you like it. It cost enough," I quipped.

"Well, I don't care how much you spent on it. You look beautiful in it," he said leaning in to kiss me.

"That's still taking some getting used to, hearing that I'm beautiful. I've never thought so. I mean I know I'm not ugly, but I'm not a supermodel either."

"I never liked supermodels. They're too skinny. Besides, after you, there can never be another woman. Do you hear that, Scully? You have spoiled me for other women."

"You mean the whole female population will never get to experience Fox Mulder's brand of loving?"

"Nope, you are it for me, baby. As I said earlier, this has got to be the best birthday I've ever had," he said as he quickly undressed.

Making his way to the bed, he pulled back the covers and got in. I had yet to join him. He just laid there and stared at me.

Fox and Dana's Apartment
9:00 A.M.

"I really should stop torturing myself like that. Mulder will be here soon. I need to stop remembering his last birthday, and the wonderful time we had. Hell, every time we make love is great," I think.

I had set up my little radio in the kitchen before Mulder called. My mom had come by last night to wish me a happy early birthday and gave me a CD. It was this new group that I'd never heard of. Mom said that there was a song on here that reminded her of Mulder and how he treats me, so I thought I would see what she meant.

I put the CD in and push play.

Sometimes I swear I live with an angel, sent from above to watch over me.

That first line makes me stop in my process of making breakfast.

When he comes around, miracles happen. I felt the first one, when he touched my heart. Oh I've never seen him fly. On the wings of love he carries me. Heaven bound, I'm mystified. How with just one kiss, he made me believe in angels, though I've never seen him fly.

"I really hate it when mom is spot on like this," I thought as the song ended.

When breakfast was finished, Mulder walk through the door. He hangs something on the coat rack by the door.

"Sorry I took so long, baby," he says as he walks up to me and smiles. I kiss him.

"It's okay. I was just listening to the CD mom gave me last night."

"She gave you a CD for your birthday?"

"Don't sound so shocked, Mulder. I mean, what do you get the woman who has everything she could ever want?"

"I've got a little something that you want."

"Mulder, that's no little thing," I quip.

"I'm not talking about that, baby. Although, that's not much to write home about."

"You've been watching too much porn."

"I'll have you know that since we've gotten together, I haven't watched a single one of those movies, been to one of those sites or flipped through one of those magazines. I'm three years clean from that habit. Besides, I don't really need it anymore. Having a gorgeous woman like you at my beck and call twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week has sent my sex drive into overdrive again."

"Flatterer." I kiss him again.

"Happy Birthday, baby," he says.

"Thanks. I was a little disappointed when I woke up and didn't find you in bed with me this morning."

"You were?"

"Uh-huh. I was. Then after the disappointment went away, I got worried that you'd run off on another case. I was glad when you called and said that you were at my mom's," I say.

"I'm glad I didn't worry you too bad. I think we've had enough of that for one lifetime."

Boy, that sounds like a lead-up to something, if I've ever heard one.

"Scully. Dana, I can tell by the way you're eyes changed on me that you think that statement was leading up to something else. Sorry to disappoint you. Just kidding, you can read me like a book."

"Yeah, and maybe in a few minutes I can read it in Braille," I quip. He laughs a full-throated laugh at my little innuendo.

"Oh, a genuine Scully-innuendo, don't get those too often."

"You only get those when I think they're appropriate."

"Dana, keep talking."

"Oh, shut up, Fox," I say kissing him to shut him up.

"I don't want to shut up," he says after pulling from my questing tongue, "Dana, the reason I went to see your mom this morning was to ask her to do some things for me. She's getting everything ready as we speak. We only have a few minutes to eat, get changed and for me to do this," he says getting down on one knee. Oh, My, God. Fox Mulder is asking me to marry him. OH, MY, GOD!! I can't believe this is happening. Or maybe I don't want to believe. Hasn't that always been my mantra over the years? It's either been 'I don't want to believe.', or 'I'm afraid to believe.' No, I want to believe this is happening.

"Dana, you're mom is getting things ready for us. I'm so sure you're going to say yes, that I've already got the marriage license. I had Mandi get our most recent blood test, so that's all it took. Now for the hard part. Dana, will you marry me?"

"Fox, you didn't even have to ask. Of course I will," I say as he rises from his kneeling position. It was at that moment I noticed the ring in his hand. It was my grandmother's. Mom always told me that Grams had said she wanted the eldest daughter to wear it as an engagement ring.

"Mulder, did mom give you this?"


"She said that Grams had said for the eldest daughter to have it, and that's not me."

"It is now, baby. I hate to be so blunt."

"I know you do. It really should have gone to Missy, not me, but I'm glad Mom trusts you enough to welcome you into the family like this," I say hugging and kissing him again.

We sit down to the table and eat breakfast.

"You ready?"

"For what, Fox?"

"To get married. What did you think your Mom was doing?"

"You mean. we're getting married right away?"

"Yes, I don't want every roving Casanova even thinking you're available anymore. I've been stoking the 'Ice Queen' rumors for years just to keep them away."

"Just as I don't want those leggy big breasted brunettes thinking you're available either," I say almost possessively.

"I love it when you get all jealous, baby."

"I'm glad you do, because I feel the same way."

"You ready to get married then?"

"I don't have a dress or anything that comes close to fitting the occasion."

He points to the coat rack by the door, "What do you think that is?"

"You didn't buy me a dress, did you?" I ask.

"Where do you expect me to get that kind of money?" He quips, "No, I didn't, but I got you something with a little more history."

"What, Fox?"

"It's your mom's. She said she'd like you to wear her dress."

"I can't believe this is happening. It's all so fast. Maybe, we'll even get pregnant on our honeymoon."

"Baby, unless there's something you're not telling me, you still can't...." he says as his voice trails off.

"Do you think I'm hiding something?"

"Yes, I do. Tell me!"

"Okay, okay. There is something I haven't told you. Remember last Saturday I was going to see my Mom?"


"Well, I did go to see her, but after that I had a doctor's appointment."

"Are you all right, Dana?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It wasn't that type of doctor, Mulder. It was time for my yearly check up. I don't know why I asked the doctor to do a full exam, but I did. Mulder, I don't know how to explain it, but whomever abducted me didn't take my ova. I can still have children. So, they'll be more than just Emily in our future Mulder. I still can't believe she was mine and now she's gone."

"I know you can't, but bright side, we can have more."

"Yeah, we can. Mulder?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"You wished for this last year, didn't you?"


"Your birthday wish. This was it, wasn't it?"

"Yes, it was. I can't believe it came true."

"Now who's the skeptic?" I quip. He has a dumbfounded look on his face.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, I am. Dr. White said nothing was wrong and that I could when I wanted to."

"I can't believe it! I'm so happy. I might end up with a son after all," he says enthusiastically. Picking me up and swinging me around, he kisses me.

When he finally puts me down, I say, "I know. I can't believe it either. It's wonderful news. Did you tell my Mom about the ova thing when I came back?"

"Yes, I did, but at that time we weren't sure that you'd be all right."

"Mom's going to get worried about us if we don't show up."

"You're probably right. Let's get changed," he says grabbing the garment bag from the coat rack and leading me into our bedroom.

We spend a few minutes in our room getting ready. I can't believe what is happening. It's all so overwhelming. I can't believe what has gone on in my life in the past four years. I was diagnosed with cancer. Mulder and I became lovers (a genuine first time for me.). I was cured. Mulder and I spent a night in the Georgia backwoods, saw Cher in concert. Found a daughter I didn't even know I had, only to lose her a short time later. We were nearly bitten by vampires down in Texas. I was drawn to Vegas by the gunmen. (By the way still haven't kicked their asses for that.) We were drawn to Florida again in the middle of a hurricane to battle some weird monster, forced to live the same day over and over again. It's exhausting just saying it all. We finally made it though. We are at the end of our journey alone. We're about to start our journey together. After dressing, we finally head out to Mom's house.

Margret Scully's house
Baltimore, MD
10:30 A.M.

Mulder and I pull into the driveway as Mom walks out of the house.

"Dana, Fox. It's about damn time you made it."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Scully. It's my fault," Mulder says.

"Very good, Fox. You've already learned the first rule of marriage. 'When something goes wrong, the man is to blame. The woman is never at fault'," Mom quips.


"Sorry, Dana. I've got to mess with him a little. He is family after all. It's your damn fault he's about to be family."

"Mom! Stop this."

"I'm just kidding with you, Dana. Fox already knows I love him like a son."

"Yes, ma'am, I do. I'm glad."

"Let's get inside. Everyone's already here."

"Who all did you invite, Mom?" I ask.

"I have to own up to one guest on the list, Scully."

"Who's that, Mulder?"

"Skinner. I asked him would he stand up for us. I didn't want the gunmen here for this. I'll tell them later. I don't really want Frohike moping around here. It's a happy day, for us, not him. Sorry, Mrs. Scully. You've never met the gunmen. Frohike, Langly and Byers are my best friends, and one of them has been in love with Scully for a long time now. At least he's not here."

"I'm glad he's not here either. I can't take it much more. At least after today, I'll be married. Maybe in a few months, we'll have even bigger news," I imply.

"Dana, honey, what are you talking about?"

"Can I tell her, honey?" Mulder asks.

"Sure. You can."

"Mrs. Scully, I know I told you when Dana was returned that whoever took her may have taken her ova, but I can't explain it. They didn't. She can still have kids."

"Oh, my, Goodness, that's great news. I'm so happy for you two," Mom holds her arms open to embrace me. I step into her and hug her.

"Thanks, Mom. We'd better get inside. Our guests are waiting."

I'd like to tell you I remember the day perfectly. I'd like to, but I can't. Truth is; the day went by so fast, that I can't. The only thing I remember is Mom crying and Mulder looking so damn handsome in his suit. Granted, he always looks good, but it was just a little something else that, I don't know how to explain it. Even Skinner was on the band-wagon, so to speak.

"Hey, everybody, may I have your attention please?" Skinner said as the few people Mulder and mom had invited quieted down.

"I've known Mulder since he joined the bureau in the 80's and Scully as well. She didn't join up until the late 80's early 90's. These two have been pains in my side for six years, now they can aggravate each other from now on," Skinner jokes, "But, seriously folks, I have never seen two people so right for each other in my life. Granted, it's no secret that Dana is a beautiful woman. She's made a couple of men fall in love with her, and no I'm not one of them," he jokes again, "at least she can call one of them her husband, now. To Fox and Dana, may they have a long and happy marriage, despite their crazy quest," he finishes.

"I can't believe I have to follow that," Mom jokes, "Fox, Dana, I agree with Mr. Skinner. I also haven't seen two people more right for each other since Bill Sr. and I got together. You two remind me so much of Bill Sr. and myself when we got married. I first noticed that Fox really, truly cared for Dana when Dana was abducted so many years ago. I was really sure of the same thing from Dana earlier though. I was sure Dana loved him too when she first told me about him. I noticed a little twinkle in her eyes as she spoke. To Fox and Dana, may they have the perfect marriage."

"To Fox and Dana!" The guest chirp after Mom. I just blush.

Mom turns on her stereo and plays Fly (The Angel Song).

Sometimes I swear I live with an angel Sent from above to watch over me He wears his love like a halo If he's not an angel, what else can he be He wouldn't say he's anything special Betcha that's how all those angels are But when he comes around miracles happen I felt the first one when he touched my heart

Though I've never seen him fly On the wings of love he carries me Heaven bound I'm mystified How with just one kiss he made me Believe in angels Though I've never seen him fly

This mornin' he walked up Smiled and I kissed him I never let on that he's not foolin' me But I think it's so cute how he says He's from Houston I swear there's wings tucked up his sleeves

Though I've never seen him fly On the wings of love he carries me Heaven bound I'm mystified How with just one kiss he made me Believe in angels Though I've never seen him fly

Heaven bound I'm mystified How with just one kiss he made me Believe in angels Though I've never seen him fly.

The song ends and I looks up at Fox.

"Hey, what's wrong, baby?"

"I'm fine, Mulder," I say. It was really nothing. I was just missing Ahab today.

"Nice to see marriage hasn't changed you. Now, really, what's going on? This is me, Scully. You can't lie to me. I'm your husband, now. Out with it."

"I was just missing Ahab, that's all."

"Oh, sweetie. It's okay to miss him and Missy. I still miss Samantha all the time, but you know what?"


"He's happy for you, and so is Missy. If they could, they'd be here right now. I agree with your mom, baby. Your dad would be awful proud of you right now. How much you wanna bet that he still carried your picture in his wallet, and every time he saw one of his friends that he hadn't seen in a while and said, "Here look at this picture. That's my Dana. Starbuck I call her. She's a forensic pathologist in the F.B.I. She's always been my favorite, but don't tell her brothers and sister that," Mulder says.

"You really think so?"

"Hey, I know so. You were his favorite. I know it, even though I never met him."

"Thanks, Mulder," I sniffle.

"Hey, don't cry. It's a happy day. None of that."

"These are happy tears, Mulder. I'm a little sad that Missy and Dad couldn't be here, but overall I'm happy. I'm finally with you, and there's not a damn thing anyone can do about it. You're stuck with me, Mr. Mulder."

"That's right, Mrs. Mulder, they can't."

"Ooh, 'Mrs. Mulder'. I like the sound of that," I say leaning in to kiss him.

"Get used to it. I can't believe we're married now."

"Now, who's the skeptic?" I joke.

"I'm not a skeptic. It's just a little overwhelming. You, me, married; it's a lot to take in. Also, Skinner told me when I called him earlier that he'd okayed a case for us. We've got to leave for California soon. Seems some people have been disappearing in this neighborhood. I'm not sure it's an X-File, but Skinner is dead set on us investigating this one. We have a flight out tonight. We'll be in San Diego at 7:00 P.M. tonight."

"San Diego?"

"Yeah, is that a problem?"

"No, Bill lives out there. I could go visit with him, Tara and Matthew if time permits."

"He'll be mad at me with this new development in our relationship."

"Uh, who cares? You're stuck with me now, Mulder."

"I'll never leave not even if you kill me," he says.

"That's a little scary, Spooky," I say dropping my voice an octave to make it sound sexier than normal.

"Call me that again. oh, who am I kidding? I love it when you use that voice."

"We got to get home now, baby. We've got to pack and catch a plane to San Diego."

"Yeah, I know. I still can't believe how our lives have changed in the past two years. I mean, I find out you're a virgin. We go to a costume party at Skinner's house. We become lovers that night, get stuck in the backwoods of Georgia, live the same day over and over again, get lured to Florida to chase a sea monster, and we're still here. Now on top of all of that, we're married. No one is gonna come between us again."

"I'm so glad no one can come between us now, Mulder. I'm so glad I don't have to leave you now. I'm so glad we can have kids when we are ready. I've had so many blessings in my life; I just keep wondering what I did to deserve it all."

"You didn't do anything to deserve it, Scully. That's just the way GOD is. He loves you no matter what. HE made you on purpose for a purpose. I think the reason HE made you was to love me, and the reason HE made me was to love you. I thank GOD every night my head hits the pillow and every morning I wake up that HE gave me you."

"Me too, Mulder, me too. You a believer now, Mulder?"

"When you were returned to me, Scully, that's when I became a believer in GOD."

I lean in closer to his full, pouty lips. I never get tired of kissing him, and I can do it when I feel like it. His lips quiver a little like he wants to cry, but he doesn't. He just closes the space between us and presses his lips to mine. Our lips dual for a bit, as they do, I feel his questing tongue at the gate, so to speak. My lips part willingly to allow him entrance to my mouth.

"Didn't you say it's time for us to leave," he says after ending the kiss.

"Yes, I did. Damn it! How is it you make me forget everything just by kissing me?"

"I'm sure I don't know, but you do the same thing to me, Scully. Maybe we should open an X-File on the matter."

"We'd better get going. We do have a plane to catch. What time is our flight, Mulder?"

"We've got a plane out at about 4:00. It's about 3:00 now. We can stay a bit longer. I know you're not ready to leave yet."

"I'm not ready to leave yet, Mulder. I know I've been on my own for awhile, but this feels different. I mean I've been alone on my own since I was 18, but I'm 35 now and with a husband. It's going to take some getting used to. I always thought I would have been married by the time I turned 23, but GOD works in mysterious ways. HE led me right to you, so I guess it's a good thing I wasn't married when we met."

"It's a great thing, because I might have went to jail for killing him," Mulder quips.

"Well, I'm going to tell Mom bye. We've got to get home and pack."

"Okay, Dana, I'll be right here waiting for you."

"Okay, honey, I'll be right back," I say as I kiss him one last time.

I walk away to find mom, leaving Mulder to savor the perfumed shadows I leave in my wake, and sway to the beat of the music still filling the room.

Looking around the room, I see Mom over by the table she set up with some food on it. She's talking to Skinner. No clue what those two would have in common to talk about, but there they were, talking about something.

"Mom, I just came over to say bye. Mulder and I have a plane out in a couple hours. We're going to San Diego for a case. I can't dive into specifics, but that's where we'll be. You've got my cell number and Mulder's if you need us for anything. While we're out there, if time permits, I may go and visit Bill. I don't look forward to telling him that Mulder and I are married. If he tries anything, I'll just shoot him. It's not like I haven't shot anyone before. I had to shoot Mulder once a long time ago. It's a long story, Mom. I don't have time to go in to it now, but when we get back, I'll tell you the story. Well, this is it. I got to go now. I wish Dad was here to see this."

"He is, Dana. He's everywhere you are. He'll be on the plane with you. He'll be in San Diego with you, on the plane ride home, in your apartment, in the office. It doesn't matter where you go, honey, he'll always be there saying, 'I love you, Starbuck'. I love you, too, Danes. You know Bill and Charlie...." Mom's phone rings.

"Hello?" Mom answers.

I couldn't here who was on the other end of the line, but I found out soon enough.

"Dana, it's Charlie. Do you wanna talk to him?"

"Sure, Mom," Mom hands me the phone, "Hey, Charlie. How are you?"

"I'm fine, sis. How are you?"

"I'm better than fine, baby bro. I've got some great news for you."

"Does have to do with that hunk of a partner of yours?"

"Charlie! Yeah, it does. Baby bro, brace yourself."

"Let me tell you my big news first, sis. I've quit drinking."

"You did? That's wonderful, Charlie. I'm so glad. Emmitt has done a world of good for you, hasn't he?"

"Yes, he has. I love him, Dana."

"That's good to hear. Am I going to have to be a bride's maid at your wedding?"

"Too soon for that, sis, but only time will tell. He loves me too. You said you had some big news about you and that hunk of a partner of yours, now I spilled my guts, you spill yours." Charlie says.

"Charlie, brace yourself, this is bigger than your news."

"I'm ready to hear this, sis."

"Charlie, I just got married."

"What?! My older sis finally tied the knot. Congratulations. You married Mulder?"

"Yup, sure did."

"You're finally gonna sleep with him."

"Please, Charlie, we did that two years ago, and it was my first time period. We've been living together for a year."

"You slept with Mulder and didn't tell me. C'mon, your first time, I don't buy that. I find that hard to believe."

"I did, it was, and we did. You don't call me that much anymore, and when I'd call you, you were usually drunk and would black out during the call."

"Yeah, well no more of that. Emmitt has finally made me see the error of my ways. He's saved me a thousand times over. He keeps me honest. He makes me a whole person, Dana, as I do him."

"Shit, that sounds familiar. Mulder said the exact same thing right before I went into the hospital."

"Hospital, when you had cancer, right?"

"Yeah, Mom told you, didn't she?"

"Yeah, she did. I prayed for you every day and every night. I'm so glad our prayers were answered. I don't think I could lose another sister. That's when I started drinking so heavily. It was right after Missy died. If Emmitt hadn't come along when he did, I'd probably be dead now too. Emmitt saved me in more ways than one. He's my first real relationship too, Dana. I wasn't with any of those stupid girls I'd bring home. That was just me keeping up appearances for Dad and Mom, because I didn't want them to think I was a disappointment. I didn't want to let them down. I know they wanted me to meet a good woman, settle down and have a family, but those were their dreams for me. I had my own. I wanted to meet a good man and settle down and have a family with him. Maybe one day, we will get married and you can carry a child for us. If you did, it'd be like the child he and I could have, if I were a woman, or he a woman."

"I'd be honored to do that for you, Charlie. I'm glad you're not mad at me for not telling you about the developments in Mulder's and my relationship. You and Emmitt need to move to DC. I'd love it if you did. I mean the only family I have here is Mom and now Mulder."

"I think we might do that. We're just in Morgantown so Emmitt can get his degree in nursing. He graduates next month. We can look for an apartment or house when he graduates. I still have the trust Dad set up for me when we were kids. I never touched it when I turned 18. I have close to five hundred thousand dollars in it now. It should get him and me a nice house somewhere in the greater DC area."

"Maybe when Mulder and I get back from San Diego, we can all go house hunting."

"I'd like that, sis. I'm glad I got to talk to you before you left on your honeymoon."

"It's not a honeymoon. It's work."

"You gotta work on your honeymoon? What made Skinner give you all an assignment when you just got married?"

"He didn't know we were going to get married. Mulder called him to see if he would stand up for us, and when he did, Skinner told Mulder that he'd okayed a case for us. I'm not upset. We get to go undercover in a ritzy type neighborhood. We should be back in DC by the time Emmitt graduates."

"all right, sis, I love you, and again, Congratulations."

"Thanks again, baby bro, and good luck to you too. Do you want to speak back to Mom, or do you want me to just tell her?"

"You can tell her. Emmitt just walked in," he says, and I can hear the big smile in his voice.

"all right, don't wear him out too bad," I quip.

"I won't. I love you, sis."

"I love you, too, baby bro. Bye," I say as I hang up the phone.

"Charlie didn't want to talk to me anymore?"

"Emmitt came in."

"Oh, his boyfriend."

"Yes, ma'am. He told me some big news."

"What Danes?"

"He's quit drinking for good, Mom, and they're moving back to DC. Emmitt graduates next month from WVU. It'll be nice to have Charlie close again."

"Yeah, it will be. I'm so glad he quit drinking. Emmitt is really good for him."

"Yes, he is, Mom. Just like Mulder is for me."

"You're right again, Dana, honey."

"Well, I got to go now. I'll call you when we get there to let you know we got there all right."

"all right. Have fun. Don't let Bill Jr. tell you that you made a mistake marrying Fox, because you, Fox, Mr. Skinner, and myself all know you didn't."

"I know I didn't make a mistake marrying him. I love him that much. Well, Bye, Mom. I love you."

"I love you, too, Danes," Mom says as she hugs me.

And with that hug, I'm on my own again, but this time is different. This time I have a husband to worry about, not just myself. My life is finally complete, with the exception of children. With the latest revelation, that will soon be a reality.

The Falls at Arcadia San Diego, CA. February, 24th 1999

After our "neighbors" had cleared from the property, Mulder picks me up and carries me over the threshold. As soon as he places me onto the floor, I walk over to the windows and shut the blinds.

"You ready," I ask him?

"Let's get it on, honey," he said in a quirking manner that made me wonder if he meant it or was he just giving me an innuendo like normal, like old times.

"I'm not sure if that's an innuendo or for real, but I do know one thing."

"What's that?"

"I do know that I want to make love to you for the first time as my husband, but work first, then pleasure."

"All right, honey, you're the boss," he says as I hand him a pair of latex gloves.

I walk over to a box that a neighbor had dropped.

"Well thanks to our friendly neighbors, there will be no flourescein bloodstain enhancement."

"Not that it makes much difference, Dana. This place is so clean you can make computer chips."

Reaching into my bag, I pull out the camcorder that I pack because Skinner wanted me to get video tape of the place.

As I was filming the house and explaining the case on the tape, Mulder walks in front of me and say, "Ready to make that honeymoon video now?"

I laugh, "Maybe later, baby. I brought extra tape just for that."

He grins like a little kid and sort of bounced a little bit.

"Rob and Laura Petrie?"


"Mulder, baby, if we ever go undercover again, I get to pick the names. This tells me you're not taking it seriously."

"Yes, I am. It's just it's our first catch back on the X-Files. This isn't an X-File."

"Sure it is. It's unexplained. What more do you want, aliens, tractor beams?"

"Wow, admit it, you just wanna play house."

The doorbell rings.

"Woman, get back in here and make me a sandwich."

I throw my gloves at him.

"Did I not make myself clear?"

Later that evening

As Mulder showers, I am walking around the bedroom. Well, pacing is a more appropriate term for what I'm doing. The eggshells that encrust the floor seem to break as walk. At this moment, I'd never felt more virginal in my life. I feel like I'm ready to just jump out of my own skin at the sheer excitement of making love to my husband. My husband, I still can't get over that. As I pace, my ears pick up a faint sound from the bathroom. Mulder is doing something he shouldn't be.

Boldly, I go into the bathroom. I peer into the shower, and I see the one thing I haven't seen yet from him. He has his sexy length in his hand and is stroking himself.

Clearing my throat, I see him visibly jump at my presence in the bathroom, disturbing his lascivious thoughts.

"Dana! I wasn't expecting you to just walk in on me, baby."

"I can see that."

His hands slowly slide away from himself.

"No, I want to watch you. I want to see what you've been promising you'd show me since we got together."

"Well, I was getting pretty close," he jokes.

Stripping off my clothes, I join him in the shower and just sit back and enjoy the show. I said earlier that I didn't know whether or not this was a common female fantasy, but I'd always fantasized about Mulder. Especially late at night, when I was alone in my apartment, wishing I could tell him how I really feel and why I'd been pushing him away all those years.

His eyes freeze on mine, and I get caught in the erotic storyline that is playing out in front of me. Never in my life had I seen something this erotic. Fox Mulder was actually stroking himself while I watched vigilantly.

"Oh, baby, you don't know what this is doing to me. Seeing you sitting on the little stool there, watching me pleasure myself, knowing it's turning you on too, shit I'm getting as hard as a lead pipe."

I have to admit, at this point, he is really turning me on. I can't even begin to tell you that this man, that is standing in front of me, masturbating, he just, I don't know, he just exudes sexuality. I close my eyes for a moment and concentrate on the sounds that he makes. As I do this, my hands begin to cup my full, rounded breasts, making me moan, jolting him out of his reverie for a moment.

"Oh, my, GOD, Dana. You look so good sitting there rubbing your tits like that. Shit, I'm getting even harder just watching you do that."

This action made me open my eyes and see the sights before me. Unconsciously, I started to slide one of my hands to relieve the pounding in my nether region.

"Mmmm," I moan unconsciously, "Yeah, Fox. You are really turning me on."

"Baby, I can't take this, stand up."

Following his orders, I got off the stool and waited to see what he was going to do next. When he sat down, he pulled me to him and began to nuzzle my full breasts. Straddling him, I tried to take all of his rock hard length into the tight, slick caverns of my sex. Each time we make love, he stretches me to the limit and pushes me to the brink of insanity with the pleasure he causes. This time is no different, I moan as he is drawn deep inside me, so deep that the head of his cock touched the door to my womb. It makes me moan so loud that it makes him look at me with such passion, such lust that it makes me moan again.

"Oh, baby, with all the times we've made love in the last few years and you're still this tight. I love it," he says through gritted teeth. He doesn't want our first time as husband and wife to be over so quickly.

"Oh, yeah, Fox, please move. Oooohhh, yes, feels good," I moan.

With that, he begins to lift me, effortlessly, up and down on his hard cock, but I don't like this position. I don't like him moving me. On top of that, I don't trust the little stool we are sitting on in this little shower.

"Um, Fox, wait. Let's get out and take this to the bedroom. The camera is all set up if you really want to make that honeymoon video."

"Dana, are you serious? You really want to make a honeymoon video?"

"Not just with anyone. With you, only you. It will only ever be you, Fox."

"I'll never get tired of hearing that, Dana, my darling wife."

"Me either, my darling husband, it will never get old to me."

With that being said, I stand up and grab a towel. Sensuously, I run the towel all over my wet body, but paying extra attention to my firm breast and dripping sex. His jaw dropped as he watched my actions. He must have thought I looked like something out of a porn movie. Which to be honest, I thought I looked like that myself. Why do you think I never chastised Fox for his nighttime viewing habits? I secretly watched some nights too. He caught me watching the day after we first became lovers. I knew he would though. I knew once he saw that that could be one more fantasy he could cross off his list. Now seeing what I just saw in the shower, I can cross seeing Fox Mulder stroking his gorgeous cock until he almost burst off my list of fantasies. I have many more, but that one was the one that I often went to.

Reentering the bedroom, I notice that the eggshells that had once encrusted the floor had disappeared, but the nervousness was still there. Why was I so nervous to make love to my husband? It's not like I am still a virgin. That hasn't been so for three years, since that costume party. I can't say anything bad about that night because it brought me to Mulder and now we are married and about to make love for the first time as husband and wife.

Walking to the camera, Fox hit the record button as I slip the covers back from the bed. Climbing in, I look straight at the camera and flash my best smile, because I know we will watch this one day and remember this case and our wedding night.

He joined me in bed. Staring straight in his eyes, I said, "Fox, I love you. This has been the best birthday of my life. I can't believe that you went to all this trouble. I can't believe you surprised me with a marriage proposal and then a wedding. Things couldn't be better. I am so happy to call you my husband."

Taking me in his arms, he made me forget the world, forget that we were on a case and supposed to be working.

"No, you can't think about work right now, Dana. This is our wedding night. I think Skinner will forgive us for just being newlyweds for one night, as long as we do the job and get this case solved. In the meantime, no work, no X-File can keep me from making love to my wife right now. I want you so bad my teeth ache, so make love to me and take the pain away," he said leaning in to kiss me gently on the cheek. Instead of the usual foreplay, he entered me in one smooth stroke, making me moan and cling to him.

"Oh, yes, Fox. You don't have to be easy with me. I want you to lose control. I want you to be wild and untamed. I want it rough tonight, because we've never been rough. It's always been slow and easy. I want to see how wild you get in bed," I whined pitifully.

"You want me wild and untamed. You will get your wish if you do that one thing you like to do. You know what I am talking about," he almost growled.

"Yes, I do. You'd better believe after you telling me this I will do that," I laughed.

With that having been said, he entered me roughly. Moaning at the top of my lungs, him sliding into me like that, hurt a bit, but nothing that didn't crank the fires of my desire up a few notches.

'You all right?" he questioned.

Trying to find my voice, I couldn't so I just nodded.

"Good, I didn't hurt you too bad then?"

"No, you didn't. It just surprised me a bit, that's all."

"Good, I've wanting to let go and be wild with you since day one but decided to wait until we were married until I did this. I knew that first time we made love that we would end up here, married and more in love than ever, Dana. When I said, "I give you my heart crowned with my loyalty", I meant it, every word, every syllable. I will never leave you for anyone or anything. I'll even give up my fruitless quest, if you asked me too."

"Stop, you'll make me cry. I don't want to cry like that. I want to cry out in pleasure, the only kind of pleasure you can give me."

With that being said, he continued his rough thrusts. With each thrust, he got rougher and harder with them, making me cry out in pure pleasure. I've always fantasized about this. The wild and untamed side of sex and now I am experiencing it myself for the first time. After a few hard thrusts, I was having the best climax of my life. I clung to him, screaming his name and my undying love for him in an almost prayer like voice.

"I'm not that good, baby."

"Yes. you. are.," I panted and half moaned. My voice was quickly fading as well as coherent thought.

All rhythm gone, just two bodies thrashing about together, one searching for completion and the other clinging to the man she loves more than life itself. Finally, Fox was shouting in a prayer like voice as well, calling my name and his undying love for me as he climaxed.

Rolling to the side of me, he collapsed in exhaustion, as I climbed out of bed and turned the camera off. Rushing back to the bed, I had to be close to him again. I couldn't stand even one microsecond without him at my side. I had finally learned, over the last few years, what the other half knew and now I had made love as a married woman. Words couldn't express the completion, elation, and satisfaction I felt at this moment. Fox Mulder completes me so well that you can see the line that separates us. That's how finite the line is. He can't see it nor can I, nor do I want to. I love knowing that we are so well connected.

Nine Months Later

"Fox, honey, I think this is it. I think we need to go," I grimaced.

"Okay, Dana. I got your bag. I'm going to call your mom from the hospital and Charlie and Emmitt. I know you want them there too."

Taking my hand in one of his and holding my bag in the other, we slowly made our way to the car. It has been nine months since the case out in San Diego. I told mom and Fox that I could get pregnant on the honeymoon and I did. Our lives are starting to sound like a romantic novel these days. Pregnant women fall into two categories. One: "If you touch me again, I'll fucking kill you." Two: "Dear GOD, you're not stripping fast enough. I need to make love to you now!" I fell into the latter Category. I wanted Fox making love to me morning, noon and night, until I got too big to see my own feet. In minutes, we made it to Georgetown University Hospital. Ushering me out of the car, he helped me into the waiting room of the hospital.

"Nurse!" he yelled.

"Yes, sir."

"It's my wife. She's in labor."

"How far along is she?"

"This is month nine. So it's to term," Mulder explained.

"Let's get a doctor over here. Who is her regular doctor?"

"Dr. James."

She runs to her little microphone to announce it over the loudspeakers.

"Dr. James to emergency, STAT! Dr. James, to emergency!"

He came running down the hall.

"Ah, Dana, are we ready to have this baby?"

"What the fuck do you think? Oh, sorry, just a bit cranky. Feels like a car has parked on my stomach."

"No worries, Dana. I understand you're in pain. I won't break from a few words."

"I'm gonna call her mom and brother, but as soon as I am done I want to be in there with her."

"You got it, Mulder. You're the father so you have that right to be there."

Mulder walked outside, called mom and Charlie and sat and waited for them to get there. Then they all made their way to the maternity ward.

Dr. James came out, "Mulder, you'd better scrub in. She's asking for you."

"all right."

In seconds, he was at my side. The pain meds they had me on made everything a blur, but lucky for me, Mulder remembered the video camera to tape the birth. I mean we did tape the conception, why not the birth?

17 hours later

"Okay, Dana, one more push and your baby will be here."

The next sound I heard was the baby crying, and that set my tears to flowing as well as Mulder's.

"It's a boy," Dr. James said.

"I've got a son?" Mulder questioned in pride.

"Yes, sir, you surely do."

"May I hold him?"

"He is yours," Dr. James said handing the baby to Mulder.

"What shall we name him, Dana?"

"I want to name him after his father. Fox William Mulder, Jr."

"That's sweet, but you know I hate my first name, baby."

"Yes, but we're calling him William."

"Oh, I like that. You here that, buddy. Your name is William," Mulder crooned.

And with the birth of William, a new cycle begins. Mulder and I are married with a son now, but who knows what lies around the corner for us. Another child? Another weird case? We're still not sure of those ourselves, but we'll let you know if it is exciting!


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