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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
face.
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
himself."
"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
head.
"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
adventure."
Mulder looks down at Scully with the grin still on his
face; "Did we get all the crayon off the bathroom
wall?"
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
politician."
"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
either."
"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
puppies."
"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's."
"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
through.
"Well Mulder? Scully chides.
"She will be fiercely independent, like someone else I
know."
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 ~
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