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Two of a Kind

                                    Title: Two of a Kind
                                    Author: Girlie_girl7
                                    E-mail: Girlie_girl74@yahoo.com
                                    Date: 05-30-03
                                    Rating: G
                                    Category: Family fic
                                    Spoilers: Existence then AU
                                    Archive: anywhere
                                    Disclaimer: Fox owns 'em.
                                    Summary: M&S have a little chat.
                                    ~ Two of a Kind ~
                                    Fox Mulder tiptoes into the room, aware of the soft
                                    breathing and the pleasant scent that permeates the
                                    air.  He was certain he would never experience this
                                    sensation again but here he is.  He closes his eyes
                                    and breathes in deeply while a soft smile crosses his
                                    Scully soon joins him in the room. "Hey," she softly
                                    says, cinching up her robe then running her hand
                                    across Mulder's back.  Mulder smiles down at her.  She
                                    continues to rub his back in small concentric circles
                                    while leaning into him.  "Mulder how many times are
                                    you going to come in here and stare?"
                                    "Until I make sure this isn't a dream."
                                    Scully softly laughs, "She is real Mulder, believe me
                                    I know I feed her."  She reaches into the bassinet to
                                    run her fingers over her daughter's downy-soft head.
                                    Mulder grabs Scully around the waist.  "I know but we
                                    weren't suppose to get lucky the first time but this,
                                    this really is a miracle."  He looks into Scully's
                                    blue eyes, his own wide in wonderment.
                                    I don't know Mulder, I think Will is quite a miracle
                                    "I know Scully and I was so amazed when he arrived,
                                    and when he took his first step, and when he said his
                                    first word, and when he first called me dad.  Even now
                                    he never ceases to amaze me."
                                    "Well the 'amazing one' is due back from his visit to
                                    grandma's any minute."
                                    "She's beautiful isn't she."  Mulder sighs as he runs
                                    his thumb across the tiny fingers that peek out of the
                                    pink blanket.
                                    "Yes she is. Ten toes, ten fingers and those
                                    inquisitive eyes, just like her fathers."
                                    Mulder looks up from his daughter.  "You think she
                                    looks like me, Scully?"
                                    "Well, she has my hands and feet, unlike your son." 
                                    Scully quietly laughs.  "But those intense eyes and
                                    that mouth are definitely yours," she says nodding her
                                    "Will has accepted her well but I really wish he would
                                    stop calling her 'da bee-bee'".
                                    Scully snickers.  "We did tell him about 'the baby'
                                    for nearly nine months."
                                    Mulder laughs, "At least we did break him of calling
                                    you 'Cully'."
                                    Scully shakes her head, "That was embarrassing."
                                    "Oh, I don't know 'Cully, like father like son,"
                                    Mulder says smiling down at her.
                                    Scully tucks the blanket around the tiny being
                                    snuggled into the bassinet.
                                    Mulder places his chin on Scully's head and wiggles
                                    one hand into her robe to come to rest on her pajama
                                    clad stomach.  His other hand is holding Scully's much
                                    smaller one.  "Tell me, if you could see into the
                                    future, what would you see in store for these two?"
                                    "Mulder, it's so early, it's hard to tell."
                                    "Come on, you're hedging."
                                    "Okay," Scully sighs, "Will is happy and bubbly and a
                                    little devil just like I picture you at two years
                                    old."  Scully can tell Mulder is grinning as she
                                    continues, "He's filled with love and loves an
                                    Mulder looks down at Scully with the grin still on his
                                    face; "Did we get all the crayon off the bathroom
                                    Scully laughs, "Most of it.  He will see the world
                                    with wide-eyes and the world will know William Mulder
                                    has arrived."
                                    Mulder snickers, "They can follow the crayon trail."
                                    "I think he'll have out grown those."
                                    "Soon, I hope."
                                    Scully sighs, "Not to soon. It seems like just
                                    yesterday that he was born."
                                    Mulder pulls her a little closer, "You getting all
                                    soft on me Scaly?"
                                    Scully ignores Mulder. "He'll have your mind."
                                    "And your questioning nature," Mulder interjects.
                                    "We'll see."  Scully is now smiling.
                                    "Do you think he could grow up to be president?"
                                    "I hope not.  I expect him to be more than a
                                    "How about Pope?"  Mulder teases.
                                    "I wouldn't count on it," Scully softly laughs.
                                    Mulder holds her tight.  "What ever he wants to be,
                                    he'll do just fine, of that I'm sure."
                                    Scully sighs and places her hand over the one Mulder
                                    has resting protectively over her stomach.            
                                    "So Scully what do you foresee for this one, what does
                                    your crystal ball say?" 
                                    "I don't have a crystal ball Mulder, I'm a scientist."
                                    "Oh kay," Mulder mouths.
                                    "I can see so much of you in her."
                                    "You do?"  Mulder questions.
                                    She will be intense.  I can see that in her dark eyes.
                                    She'll be quiet, not an introvert but not boisterous
                                    "She'll be beautiful, just like her mother."
                                    Scully turns to look directly at Mulder; "She does not
                                    look anything like me."
                                    "Yes she does Scully.  She's tiny with small hands and
                                    little stubby toes, just like yours."
                                    "Mulder I do not have little stubby toes."
                                    "Scully, you barely have toes!"
                                    They continue to stand together in silence watching
                                    their daughter sleep.
                                    "She has your lips and chin Scully."
                                    "But she has your coloring and dark hair."
                                    "Yeah, maybe."  The room grows quiet.
                                    "I see her as more grounded than Will."
                                    "Are you saying Will's a flake?"  Mulder teases.
                                    Scully snickers, "No, not at all.  She just seems as
                                    if she would be more serious that's all."
                                    Mulder rests his cheek next to hers, still holding her
                                    tight.  "How do you see our progeny Mulder?"
                                    "Um, Will will be the All-American Boy.  I see his
                                    hair getting darker, maybe a light brown.  He'll
                                    always be fair, like his mother.  He'll be tall. . ."
                                    "Like his father," Scully interjects.
                                    "With those same Scully-blue eyes I fell in love with
                                    and the girls will trail behind him like love sick
                                    "Mulder!" Scully turns to look at him.
                                    Mulder chuckles at her.  "But one day he'll lose his
                                    heart to a woman almost as good as his mother." 
                                    Scully swallows hard.
                                    Mulder continues, "He'll fly through school, thanks to
                                    genetics, and with any luck he'll be athletic like the
                                    "Mulder, the Scully's are athletic."
                                    "Scully remember I've seen Bill run," Mulder teases. 
                                    Scully has to laugh at that one.  Then she asks, "And
                                    our daughter, what about her?"
                                    "She's an enigma Scully."  Mulder takes his hand from
                                    under Scully's and grasps the tiny hand peeking out of
                                    the blanket, suddenly tiny, dark eyes snap open.
                                    "Hey there little one," Mulder softly says.  The baby
                                    yawns and squeaks like babies do.
                                    Mulder smiles at the antics his daughter is going
                                    "Well Mulder?  Scully chides.
                                    "She will be fiercely independent, like someone else I
                                    Scully glances at him knowing full well that Mulder
                                    loves to tease her.
                                    "She might play with dolls but they will all end up
                                    autopsied before she's five."
                                    "Mulder!"  Mulder chuckles at Scully's shocked
                                    expression.  "She'll be loyal, probably too loyal for
                                    her own good."
                                    Scully leans into Mulder.  
                                    "She'll be beautiful but unaware of her beauty. 
                                    Before she's done she'll break someone's heart. 
                                    She'll be too good for any of the boys she brings
                                    home, I'll see to that." Mulder shyly grins.
                                    Scully softly laughs.  "But one day she'll find her
                                    perfect match."
                                    Scully turns to face Mulder and links her arms around
                                    his waist. "Just like I did."
                                    "Did you?"  Mulder hesitantly asks.
                                    "Mulder if our daughter finds someone who is half the
                                    man her father is I'll be happy."
                                    Just them the front door opens and a tiny whirlwind
                                    runs through it with his grandma in tow.  Maggie
                                    Scully takes her grandson's coat off and yells, "Dana,
                                    Fox we're back."
                                    Will chimes in, "Da-dee, 'Cullee!"
                                    Mulder laughs while Scully shakes her head.  "Sounds
                                    like we need to work on that again, 'cully."
                                    Scully pats Mulder's arm and leaves him to tend to her
                                    son.  Mulder scoops up his daughter in his arms.
                                    "Katherine, you're gonna love your older brother," he
                                    says as he walks out of the room holding his daughter.
                                                            ~ The End ~