Title: Sesame Street Days III
Author: Vbjess
Written: November 2000
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Seasons 3, 5, 6,& 7
Keywords: MSR
Disclaimer: I do not own any and/or all of the characters, ideas, or settings created by or with the help of any and all of the writers, producers, characters, actors, or any other identities belonging to the cast/production team of THE X-FILES.

Summary: A true X-File, complete with hybrids, MSR, Morleys, and the LGM, including why M & S would "get together."

 

**THIS WAS SITTING ON MY DISK FOR SEVERAL MONTHS... I JUST FOUND IT- FORGIVE ME FOR THE LARGE DELAY. THE FOLLOWING IS A PRODUCT OF MY TWISTED MIND.THANK YOU.**

Author's Note: This was written after having heard a summary (via telephone) of the season finale of The X-Files, season 7. I could not watch myself, and so I was forced to hear and find only summaries. Forgive me if my background facts are a bit off in this little piece of fanfic, as I could not help it. This picks up where the finale left off. A possible scenario, but I don't believe in spoilers, so you'll only find past episodes here. My apologies to those who have not seen Season Seven yet. There is also a mention of Season Three. Sorry to those of you who are outside the States- Much of this may not make much sense!

Sappy, yes. "Ohno,Jessie'sbeenuptoolongagain!" (Amen to that!) Shipper warning. Don't say I didn't warn you.


I sat in my mother's living room in disbelief. The papers in my hands couldn't possibly be telling the truth. And yet there they were, indisbutable. I put them on the table, and laid down on the couch.

"Can this be right?"

I thought for a moment. "Yes."

"How far along is the baby?"

"21 weeks."

"Nothing more about Fox?"

I shook my head. "I miss him so much, Mom."

She came over, and let me cry on her shoulder until I fell into a land of blissful dream.


I sighed in my sleep. Mulder! I saw him sitting on the floor of my apartment. He was echoing in my head.

'Where are you?'

"I'm at Mom's," I whispered. "I miss you Mulder." The tears came freely, a river once dry but now fed again that coursed its familiar path down my face. I shot up in the moonlight, working the stiffness out of my knees and hips, finding my way to a lamp.

'Your shoes are in the kitchen.'

'Mulder?!?'

'What?'

'This can't be happening! I'm going crazy!'

'You're pregnant, aren't you?'

'How did you know?'

'I don't know. I've missed you so much.. Scully, please come home.'

"This is crazy! But here I am, following a voice in my head."

'Life's often crazy, Scully.'

I scribbled out a note, found my shoes in the kitchen and left.


I had just turned on some lights and was pulling a t-shirt over my head from the ones she kept for me in the bottom drawer of her dresser when the front door opened. I heard her gasp, and I turned around to see her looking at all the lights that were on. I stepped towards her and she whirled around to face the sound of the footstep.

"MULDER?!?!"

I was just in time to catch her from falling as she greeted unconsciousness.


I opened my eyes to find myself in my own bed with Mulder looking down at me.

'Are you okay?'

'You're still in my head?'

He smiled. "You were expecting otherwise?" He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I read your letter."

He nodded.

"Where were you?"

He shook his head. 'I don't know. I remember going into some kind of a force-field in Oregon, then all of a sudden I'm waking up on the floor of your apartment, talking to you through my head.'

'And you're still doing it.'

'How long was I gone?'

"Just over a month. About six weeks."

He put his hand on my stomach.

"21 weeks."

"How-?"

"I'm assuming *they* took me again."

"Is it..."

I took a deep breath, and nodded.

He seemed a bit shocked. My eyes went wide as I felt the baby kick for the first time. I grabbed Mulder's hand and moved it so he felt the second kick. I smiled.

"Mulder, I'd like for you to meet your son."

He paled, then realizing what I had told him, started grinning wildly. With his hand on my lower back I was able to sit up and put my arms around his neck. I whispered into his ear. "I've got a secret."

"Care to share it with me?"

"That all depends. Do you feel ok?"

"Couldn't be better."

"Brace yourself. A few weeks before you disappeared, they took me again. Do you remember that Monday when I had felt so terrible?"

"Yes..."

"They had completed the cycle, Mulder. I'm the second."

"Then that's...-?!"

I nodded. "You catch on quick." I smiled.

"I'll be damned. It's like a dream."

"I hope it never ends." With that, I leaned in and kissed him.

"So wait a minute. Go back a bit. Explain this to me."

"I'm not 100% sure, but from what I can figure out, when they took me again, they gave me back my fertility. Then, when we, well..." I could feel myself blushing.

He blinked. "I could've sworn it was a dream..." He grinned. "Well, Agent Scully, I guess we're guilty as charged."

I smiled. "Guess so."

"Are the X-Files still intact?"

"Well, yes and no."

"What does that mean?"

I sighed. "It means that once I found out you weren't coming back for a while and that I was pregnant I couldn't stand to work on the X-Files anymore. So I left and haven't been back since. I'm with the FBI on a consultant-basis only, and I teach a few classes at Quantico. Skinner promised to put everything on hold until you got back."

He nodded.

"Mulder, quite honestly, I'm not sure that I even can work on them anymore. I mean, after everything that's happened, it feels like we *are* an X-File."

"I know what you mean."

"But Mulder, I want you to know that if you still want to search for your sister, then I'm behind you all the way. I'm just not sure that I want, or even can be a field agent anymore."


"Know what, Scully? I think I found her while I was gone. Sam will always be a part of me, just as I'm a part of her, wherever she is. I know that she's safe too, although I'm not really sure how I know that."

"I'm not sure I've ever seen you this at peace with yourself, Mulder. What'd they do to you, anyway?" She grinned at me.

"I think that wherever I was, she was there too, in one form or another. But I'm not sure that it was a *bad* place. Everything's kinda fuzzy. Like I can't quite acess that part of my mind." I shook my head to clear it, and laid my head on hers for a few moments. I kissed the top of her head. "You need your sleep." I murmured.

"I'm fine. I can always sleep in tomorrow. Are you hungry?"

"A little."

She smiled and got up.

"Scully, please sit down! I'm fine I promise. All-"

She shut me up by kissing me quite convincingly.

"Let me do this Mulder. Please? I'll start a load of wash while you take a shower and change." She sat on my lap and kissed the side of my neck. I sighed.

"I can tell you're not going to have it any other way."

'Nope.'

'Fine, you win. Why start the laundry?'

"Well, I couldn't very well keep paying the rent on your place if I didn't even know if you were going to come back anytime soon, so I put your stuff into storage except for a few boxes that are in my closet."

I laughed. "I assume I have to stay here then?"

'Unless it's a problem.'

'Oh not at all.'

'So, where are those boxes anyway?'

'Bottom of the closet. I think my Nikes are on one of them.'

True to her word, there they were.

"Mulder, just dump the entire box o fclothes into the washer."

"Will do."

Once that was started, I walked into the kitchen to find her warming up a rather large protion of left-over spaghetti.

"You don't intend on me eating that entire thing, do you?"

"I couldn't very well let you eat alone, could I?"

I smiled and put my arms around herjust over top of the ever-increasing volume of her stomach. She leaned into the embrace.

"So how are you feeling Mulder?"

"Surprisingly calm and refreshed. Although I have to admit I'm a bit overwhelmed. I'm still waiting to wake up."

"I know. Sorry everything came out like it did. It was just like opening a floodgate. I couldn't stop."

"Shh. It's not your fault. I think that for the first time in my life, I'm going to be ok."

She smiled up at me, and I couldn't help but smile wildly back at her.

'It looks like my Gonzo isn't so alone after all.' She smiled up at me.


'Mr. Mulder is back where he belongs?'

"Yes. They've found each other and figured everything out."

'Everything?'

"Well, maybe not everything."

  The End


 

'preciate you readin' this! Gotta jetty now, 'afore the thunderstorm knocks out power before I save this! Love you, and God Bless!

<the original vbjess>

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