Title: Missing Moments: VI
Author: Gillian Leigh
Disclaimer: Is it even really necessary?
POV: Scully
By four that afternoon we'd managed to get rid of all the reporters. Mulder and I were exhausted. At 5:45, I was lying in my bed, with William sleeping on my chest. I was soon going to be losing a battle with my eyelids, when Mulder burst into the room. He grabbed the remote and put on Channel 10.
"We're all over the news, Scully. Six different six o'clock news shows," he said, excitedly.
"Does this top being mentioned on the Jerry Springer show, Mulder?" He laughed and turned the volume up a little.
"Good Evening, Washington, D.C. I'm John Williams. And I'm Andie Anderson. Welcome to the Channel 10 Evening News. Tonight we bring to you a very special story about one little bundle of joy who just couldn't wait for the hospital." Mulder and I watched, as they went to the tape, and we heard Andie's narration. They showed a clip of several Agents on the dance floor, and I found Mulder and myself instantly. We were lip-locked as we spun around on the dance floor, and then I saw myself double over. I cringed, and said,
"Well that wasn't exactly a flattering shot." Mulder laughed and kissed me on the cheek. I watched as they showed a shot of me sitting in the chair with my head bowed, and I saw Doggett and Reyes run toward us. Then they cut to a shot of Mulder carrying me up the steps, and last they showed a shot as Mulder pulled the car off the road, and the paramedics arrived and lifted William and myself into the ambulance.
We watched as they showed her interview with us, and then Monica's interview.
"You have no medical experience at all, Agent Reyes?"
"Other than the things I learned in high school health classes, no."
"And yet you knew what to do when Agent Scully's baby was born. Can you explain how?"
"Agent Scully is a doctor, and she gave me some coaching, but I guess it was mainly intuitive," Monica said, trying not to look to happy. I looked over at Mulder.
"That's a load of BS. I was too terrified to coach her at all. She did it all on her own," I said, stroking William's back. His thumb had found its way into his mouth, and he slept peacefully. The closing shot in the segment was a bit of a surprise. They did a slow motion shot of Mulder leaning in and kissing me square on the lips. We had forgotten, for that moment, that the cameras were in the room. He turned off the TV and looked over at me, and then down to our son.
Again, the words flew around in my head. Our son. Mulder and I had a son...and he was beautiful.
"He's unbelievable, Scully. Look at him, just lying there, sleeping. He has no idea how much of a miracle he is. He has no idea," Mulder said, as he touched Will's cheek. I looked into Mulder's eyes before speaking.
"He will. He will. He'll have us telling him every day, and eventually he'll hear it so often he'll get sick and tired of it, but he'll know, Mulder. He will."
-the end-
A/N: Alright, so it's cheesy and mushy and sentimental, and total fluff, but we all know that's how I write. Since I plan on sticking around for a while, you'd better get used to it. ;o) It was appropriately lame, but I had been watching "A Baby Story for a solid 6 hours while taking Percocet for pain following my wisdom teeth-ectomy, so deal.