From: R J DAWS0N Date: 4 Sep 1998 20:05:55 GMT Subject: Appreciation and Dreams*MSR* Title - Appreciation and Dreams Author -Brandi E-Mail address -R J DAWS0N@aol.com Rating -PG (like one bad word) Category -S/R Spoilers -Duane Berry, One Breath, Momento Mori, Redux II,The End, and Fight the Future Keywords -Mulder/Scully Romance Summary -How can Mulder so Scully what she really means to him? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mulder walked down the hall. The house, he noted, looked rather new. He could hear a faint noise from the end of the hall. He walked towards it and looked in the room. There sat the most beautiful sight to him. Scully sat in a rocking chair, her face had a small sweet smile, her eyes had a sparkle he had never seen in them before. In her arms lay a small baby, close to newborn, resting against her chest. You could just make out the little bit of red hair on its head. Its eyes were slowly closing sleepily. They were a soft hazel that struck him as familiar. Scully was rocking the baby and singing a sweet song, "Angel by Sarah McLachlan. He leaned against the door not daring to move his eyes. Soaking it in. She turned to look at him and he saw something else new in her eyes. Love? She started to say something to him....... <> Mulder's apartment 10/13/98 7:00 am Mulder sat straight up in bed. Rubbing his eyes. "Wait that had been a dream? It was so real this time?" He had the dream more than once. It was the only dream he ever looked forward to. The first time he had it was when she was returned to him after Duane Berry. Although it was slightly different, she wasn't singing. Then again after the cancer went into remission. Now he lay here in bed turning it over in his mind. Why did he keep having it? He knew deep down that he would love for that to happen. And for it to be their baby, "but come on Mulder get real," he thought. He got up and showered, got dressed. He glanced at the clock on his way out, 8:10. He was a little late. J. Edgar Hoover Building-X-Files Division 10/13/98 9:00 am Scully sat on the desk in the corner of the busy room that had served for the X-files while they were fixing the fire damage. A hint of a smile played across her lips. Waiting.... Mulder walked up, " Hey, sorry I'm late." "That's all right. Anyways, I have some stuff to copy and you've been drafted to help. The copy machine is broke up here so we'll have to go down to the basement." They rode the elevator down in comfortable silence. When they got out, Scully grabbed him by the arm and whispered in his ear, "Close your eyes." "Excuse me?" "You heard me, close your eyes. I have a surprise for you." "Scully...." But he obeyed her. She reached up and put her hands over his eyes to make sure and headed him down the hall. Then she stopped. "K, open 'em." He opened his eyes to the door of their office. No longer was the door charred. There was a new one with a nameplate that read "Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, MD X-Files Division" Scully then reached around and pulled the door open. There was the office. Repainted, New bulletin boards hung on the wall. New file cabinets. A new desk. Hell, even a new slide projector. Nothing hung on the bulletin boards except two things. A brand new "I want to believe" poster and on closer examination a picture of him and Scully. She had her arm around him and a hand on his face. They were both smiling, for once, happy. It was taken just after her cancer went into remission and she'd left the hospital. "Where'd you get it?" "I recalled a certain head shop on M street you recommended." "No, the picture of us." "Oh my mom took it when I got home from the hospital remember? Well...Happy Birthday!" "Oh I tried to forget..but I think this is definitely the best present ever." Well, you haven't ever finished opening them," she said pulling a small square box wrapped from behind her back. He opened it. Inside lay a set of cds in a case. "The Beatles Anthology?" "Noooooo....I had a side project going on with Byers before the fire. I was trying to update us...its all the X-Files that you and I have worked on. Including the ones you worked on before I came. We didn't get far after that but at least we have some of them, including Sam's. "Scully, I don't know what to....thank you so much. This is the best birthday ever." She reached up and hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. <> Mulder chanted in his head. "Anytime, " she said wiping off the lipstick on his cheek. J. Edgar Hoover Building-X-Files Division 10/19/98 3:00 PM Mulder sat at his desk thinking. Scully had been so sweet all week. Holding his hand when they went to lunch. Hugging him when she left for the night. She had even called him a "sweetheart" yesterday. Although her face had went as red as her hair when she had realized it. She had been acting differently since they had got back from Antarctica. When he had given her the vaccine. Suddenly it came to him. Did she remember almost kissing him? He knew Scully was a big girl and they had both known what they were doing. If she hadn't wanted it, she would have stopped it before it had went even as far as it had. But he thought maybe she didn't recall it since she had blacked out right afterwards. God, how he had wanted it. The way she had looked at him. He could still remember everything about it. The softness of her neck against his hand. The way she smelled. Distinctly Scully. Her expression, her eyes, the way it felt when her lips just brushed his before... Dammit he hated bees with a passion. He had to do something for her. To show his appreciation for her. And he knew exactly what it was. J. Edgar Hoover Building-X-Files Division 10/20/98 8:00 am Scully walked down the hall to the office. She opened the door, there in the middle of the room pushed against Mulder's desk was a desk with a huge red bow on it. A nameplate sat on it. Dr. Dana Scully. A small note also sat on it. Scully, I know that I may act like I take you forgranted but in reality I'm just afraid to show you how I really feel about you. But I'm tired of being afraid..... Mulder PS-Turn around She turned around. There stood Mulder with a sheepish smile on his face that made him look about six years old. It was adorable. "Scully I was thinking the other day about when we...you know...almost kissed in the hallway before you got the virus and I..um..really wanted that because I just...love you which scared me for the longest time...it still does actually...but I just had to tell you. I love you more than anything else in the world." Scully stood mouth open with the tears welling up in her eyes. She put her hand on his face and when she spoke it was in a quiet,soft voice. "I don't think that you take me forgranted. Nobody makes me feel as special as you Mulder. Especially at this moment. It scares me too but...I love you." He pulled her into a hug. Then she pulled away just slightly to bring her lips to his. Mulder thought he had died and gone to heaven. Her lips were soft against his. Slowly he ran his tongue along her lower lip. Her hands roamed across his back. His hands were in her hair. It felt so good it made his stomach hurt. They slowly ended the kiss but only because of the lack of air. It ended with Mulder dropping a light kiss on her nose. "Wow," was all he could get out. "We should have done that along time ago,"she said smiling. They were silent just taking in the moment. "Sooo...wanna go for a walk?" He said kissing her forehead. "Very much so,"she said kissing the spot just right behind his ear. "Good because I plan to have an extension of that kiss on our bench outside." "Now you're thinking, Mulder," she said ruffling his hair. They walked slowly outside hand in hand, not caring at the moment about anything but each other. 223 Anderson Ave. Washington DC 11/26/99 Mulder walked down the hall looking around at his new house that he loved. He heard a faint noise from the end of the hall and walked towards it. He looked into the room. There sat the most beautiful sight to him. Scully sat in a rocking chair, a small sweet smile played upon her lips. Her eyes had a new found sparkle that her loved to see. In her arms lay their newborn son, Nathan Marcus Mulder, resting against her chest. He was their miracle. You could just make out the tiny bit of light red hair on his head. His eyes slowly closed sleepily. They were a soft hazel, the color of his own. Scully was rocking him, singing a sweet song that she often sang, Sarah McLachlan's "Angel." He leaned against the door frame not daring to move his eyes. He loved these moments and he was soaking it in. He had never thought he could love some one as much as he loved his wife and now also his son. She turned and looked at him and he could see in her eyes the love she had for him and the baby. She stood up and placed Nate in the crib with a kiss on his forehead. She came up to him and placed a kiss on his lips. "I love you." Mulder and Scully had found contentment where it had always been, waiting patiently for them...in each other. "In the arms of the angel may you find some comfort there-Sarah McLachlan "Angel" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments? Send 'em my way at R J DAWS0N@aol.com (the 0 in Dawson is a zero). Dedication-This is dedicated to those halarious boys behind me in Latin class Nate and Marcus with out which Mulder and Scully's son wouldn't have a name