Title: When the Pawn Series, part 5: Love Ridden   

Author: Nialani    

Feedback: As my god daughter, Rianne would say: Puh, Puh, Puh, lease! I'll be 
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Classification: MSR, Scully/MulderAngst

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: If you didn't see the season premiere or any of the episodes so far 
I have to say poor poor you!        

Archive: Anywhere just keep my name on it, and tell me where you put it!      
    
Disclaimer: Chris they're yours, Don't sue! Lyrics by Fiona Apple "Love 
Ridden" On her New Album: "When The Pawn"

Note: This is a WIP it'll more than likely be finished next week friday or 
sooner (who knows!).

When the Pawn Series:
I Know
On The Bounds
To Your Love
Limp
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Love ridden, I've looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I've wish on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby I wished for you

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9:00am
Monday morning
Federal Building
 
It was the first day back to work since we--since I--broke up with 
Dana...Scully. Since Saturday I've haven't slept, eaten, or exercised. She 
walked into the office as usual, but she looked like hell. There was black 
circles around her eyes and bags, but she still was gorgeous.

"Morning." I said very quietly. She smiled at me a little.

"Morning." She said, just as quietly.

"I have a X-file. A little girl, in Denver, Colorado, she's believed to be 
telekinetic," I began and as I talked on, Scully, just stared at me 
attentively, like the old days. There were no hidden smiles, no innuendoes, 
nothing. Not even an invalidation of my facts. I couldn't see my Dana, 
anymore. The Dana I let walk away, walk out of my life and Scully. Well, she 
was off her game. "So we're going to Denver to investigate these murders that 
seem to be caused by this girl." 

"You," she hesitated, "this little girl. Whatever. What time do we leave?"

"Our flight is at five." I said, "If you want to, um go home early today and 
pack. I'll meet you at the airport." This was extremely hard. Now, I know why 
the FBI frown against partners getting together. I could almost feel our 
solve rate drop because of our break up.

"Fine I'll leave at two." She said turning on her computer. " Oh, um, your 
blue suit...well it's still at my apartment." She stammered, not even looking 
at me.

"Oh I- I was looking for that. Can you bring with you, when you?--" I felt 
like a teenager.  
     
"Sure." She whispered, sadly.

Time passed. Our usual rapport was shot to hell. She left to go get something 
of the Tofu variation and asked if I wanted something, I couldn't tell her 
that I was so love sick over our break up that I couldn't possibly eat. So, I 
just lied to her and told her I had a big breakfast. So gave me one of her 
famous looks and disappeared down the hall.
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My heels clicked as I walked down the cement floors of the hallway into the 
elevator. He actually thought I brought that bold face lie of his. He didn't 
eat. He probably hasn't eaten any since our lunch Saturday. But fine is he 
doesn't want to eat that's his problem not mine. He's a grown man, boy is he 
a grown man and he can take care himself. I stalked off the elevator pushing 
the on comers out my way.

Who the fuck am I kidding? I thought while I ordered a large order of fries 
for him. I grabbed a yogurt paid for our food and made my way back to our 
basement office. I thought about this morning.

When I left my house I thought I looked like Hell, then I came into our 
office this morning and saw Mulder. He looked like hell and then some. He 
probably was visiting his local bar this weekend, drowning his sorrows in 
liquor. While I lied in my bed drowning my sorrows in Cherry Garcia and 
chocolate fudge and strawberry cheesecake. Crying my eyes out, promising 
myself that our break up wouldn't change our professional relationship. I now 
know that that was easier said than done.

I wanted him. That was all I could think about this morning. He went on and 
on about some little telekinetic girl in Colorado and all I did was focus on 
his mouth, and where it had been just only a week ago, and how I'd give the 
world to have it there now. He wasn't any help either. He kept string at me. 
Eyeing me with those beautiful eyes of his.

So I sat at my computer typing up reports. Ignoring him. Working myself into 
a fury. I mean, How dare he just decide that he wasn't good enough for me? 
That he was dangerous? I'm a smart intelligent woman. I know what's 
dangerous, and I know what's good for me. I want my man back! And when we're 
nicely sequestered, in some bumfuck town in Colorado. I'm going to get him 
back. And if it takes a bullet to the other shoulder...so be it.
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She walked into the office holding a nice size order of fries. She placed 
them on my desk and gave me a look that said, "Eat them or die where you 
sit." I smiled. At least, I knew she still cared about me and that she didn't 
want me drawn and quartered. I thanked her and she gave me the cold shoulder. 
Then again, maybe she does want me drawn and quartered and this is my last 
meal. I decided to IM her.

TheBliever: Why won't you talk to me?
Dr.Skepticle: I'm working right now, Mulder.
TheBliever: Are you angry with me?
Dr.Skepticle: Nope just terribly disappointed.

Ouch, score one for Scully.

TheBliever: I just want us to be like we were before.
Dr.Skepticle: Unfortunately it doesn't work that way Mulder. I'm not lying to 
myself anymore. Not for your benefit or my own. I know how I feel. And 
nothing is going to change that.
TheBliever: What do you mean?
Dr.Skepticle: Nevermind. This really isn't the right time to talk about this.
TheBliever: Fine
Dr.Skepticle: Thank you.
TheBliever: Yeah, whatever.

Well, that went well. I miss her. Not just as my partner. I missed Dana. I 
missed the way she smelled, the way she tasted, I missed the way we'd watch 
the Knicks play and how she used to rub my stomach every time they missed a 
free throw or flubbed up a lay up. I missed her fingers through my hair, and 
most off all I missed the way she told me she loved me, she always told me. 
Not just after we made love. She'd say it while we are having a conversation 
about that night's dinner.

Saturday I knew I had made a huge mistake. Out of fear I let the one positive 
thing in my life go. She probably hates me now. No wonder she doesn't want to 
talk to me. I'm an asshole.

Before I knew it, it was two. She nicely got up and turned her computer off. 
She grabbed her coat and left, without glancing my way, without saying see 
you later.
 
God the plain ride is going to be interesting. Maybe I can talk to her there. 
Then again maybe not.
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I cried all the way home. My eyes were so blurred with tears I almost got 
into an accident. I didn't want to come so cold to Fox. It was just that 
things couldn't go back to the way they were. I was so lonely then. He has no 
clue how much or for how long, I wanted what we had the last three months, 
that love. That happiness. That's something that can't be turned off and on 
at will. 

I walked into my apartment and the first thing I pulled out of my closet was 
his blue suit. I pulled out my garment bag and neatly packed in there right 
along with my burgundy pants suit he like so much. I finished packing my 
clothes and I take a shower. A nice long hot shower.

I remembered the last time we were in this shower together. He made love to 
me with his mouth and his fingers and finally his cock. I remember coming 
over and over again and watching him. Every time I came he smiled, and it 
wasn't one those self-gratifying smiles either. It was one of love and 
disbelief and pride. He made me feel beautiful, every time he looked at me.

I touched my breast remembering how he licked and sucked on my nipples. My 
hand traveled down my body and my fingers entered my heat remembering how his 
long fingers penetrated me pumping slowly feeling me inside and out. I 
remembered how his tongue snaked across my abdomen down to my clit, gently 
circling it over and over again until ... until I came shattering, gasping, 
falling, shuddering, riding out my orgasm, screaming his name over and over 
again.

Until it's over and I open my eyes. I am alone and the water is growing cold.

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Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed,
And I wanna crawl inside,
But I cry instead
I want your warmth, but it will only make 
Me colder when it's over
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On the Plane

Remember, before, when I said the airplane ride was going to be interesting? 
Well, it wasn't. It was absolutely and completely boring. I have never sat in 
a flight so boring in my life. At least, not when I was with Scully. But she 
didn't want to talk to me, now. She didn't even look at me either. I tried to 
strike up many conversations with her. She just looked at me with no response 
and then returned to reading the case file. 

So, I decided to just sit here and shut up. She handed me back the case file 
and I read it again for the thirtieth time not trying to look at her or focus 
on her nearness. Yes, yes, Lillian Martins, eight years old, her biological 
parents were killed in a car accident when she was three. She went through 
five sets of foster parents each of them died, except for her last foster 
mother. 

The first pair, a James and Minnie Bronson died when a driver-less car 
mysteriously veered off the main street of the neighborhood and crashed in to 
the living room where they were watching TV on the couch, the car crushed 
them. The second pair, Chris and Natalie Simmons where going up to their 
apartment on an elevator. The wire snapped dropping them eleven floors. The 
third pair, Harris and Sandy Jackson, well they're car exploded, the police 
reports faulty wiring. The fourth pair, Andrew and Kelly Kanacades were 
decapitated by a large blade that fell off a truck while they were driving 
upstate New York. Now the fifth pair, the people she's with now, Garth and 
Jennifer Collins, a tree fell in on their roof killing Garth, and seriously 
hurting Jennifer.

I looked over to Scully who was sleeping. I brushed her from her eyes just 
wanting to kiss her and wrap my arm around her, but she'd probably slap me. 
Oh well back to the case file.

So far, Lilly, as she is liked to call is living in a group home. I wondered 
if we should go undercover. Scully and I as foster parents. So, after Scully 
left, I brought it to Skinner's attention and he thought it was good idea. 
Only problem, I've been scared shitless of telling Scully. Well, um, there's 
no time like the present. 
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He woke me up. I thought I made it perfectly clear that I didn't want to be 
bothered. I gave him a serious look and he had the decency to look apologetic.

"Um, Scully, sorry I woke you, it's just that um, well," I didn't have the 
time nor the strength for this so I turned around and shut my eyes and just 
as I was drifting back off to sleep he said:

"We're going into this case as Lillian Martins' new foster parents." I don't 
know how it happened but my hand just took a life of it's own I swung around 
and slapped him, causing the other passengers to stare. I was shocked, he was 
even more shocked and he looked hurt, really hurt and before I could even 
stop my mouth I told him off.

"You God damn fucking selfish prick. How dare you not only break my heart, 
but then you pour salt on the wound by making us disguise ourselves as a 
happy married couple Do you have any decency? Any consideration?" I said, and 
he looked close to tears. He looked away from me and I turned back towards 
the window.

"I-I'm sorry." He whispered, but I was to busy in my own misery to be 
bothered. 

What did I just do? I just ruined all my chances of getting him back with 
that stupid, stupid temper tantrum. 
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I was still in shock when the plane landed. She slapped me. She really 
slapped me. I always joked about her slapping me if I got out of line, but I 
never thought she'd actually do it. Then after she slapped me she called me a 
"selfish prick."  That I was expecting, but definitely not the slap.

She had been crying, when we got off the plane she tried to hide her face 
from me, but I saw her. Her eyes were red and so was her nose and her face 
was flushed. I really didn't want to make her cry. I just didn't know how to 
tell her, I just couldn't tell her. I knew how she'd react. I just wasn't 
expecting the slap. That was new. I should have just told her while we were 
in Washington. God I'm such a coward sometimes.

We got a rental car. And then I drove her to our "Happy Home" in the deep 
burbs just outside of Denver. We entered our new "home" and she finally 
smiled and laughed. I marveled at the sound, I so missed it.

"Are we the Petrie's again?" she said.

I smiled, " Nope, you wanted pick the names this time. So, who are we dear?" 

"Well," she sighed stretching out the couch, I admired her body. "Daddy 
always wanted my first name to be Katherine so I guess I'll go with that for 
a first name and you always to me looked like a David for some reason and as 
a last name.... I don't know, um why don't you help me with that--" She 
patted the couch next her I sat down and she smiled. Lo and behold, I'm a 
mushball and completely confused.

"How about Carter?" I said, it always sounded like a decent last name to me.

"Katherine and David Carter. That's nice." She said, then she took my hands.

"I'm so sorry, Fox, I didn't mean to slap you." She apologized and I smiled.

"Yes, you did and I deserved it. You're forgiven." I kissed her cheek.

"And for what I said. I-I well, I meant every word." I laughed. When were 
together we were always honest. And we weren't always so lovey dovey. We've 
have our knock down, drag down fights. Usually the make up consisted of lots 
and lots of time spent in the bedroom. No chance for that...or is there.
_______________________________   

He was going to kiss me. My body did a somersault. I got to his lips first. 
Our tongues met and rubbed and fought and probed into each others mouth. His 
hands were all over my back and ass and thighs. Jesus, I missed it...him. 
Then it dawned on me. We would have sex and then tomorrow he'd be back to 
that, I'm to dangerous for you to be around kick and I would be back to being 
miserable.

"Wait." I whispered and he stopped. I was straddling his lap I could feel how 
much he wanted my and God knows I wanted him, but I wasn't going to just 
sleep with him then forget that it ever happened. We had to set things 
straight between us.

"What?' he asked gently his eyes heavy lidded with passion.

"I love you," I began, "I want to be together and not just physically Fox. I 
want our relationship back."

"Dana, I don't know. I'm scared. I'm scared that you're going to get hurt 
because of me. I can't deal with that." He stated what I already knew. 

"I know, but you have to trust me, love. I'm a big girl I can protect 
myself--"

"Even from me?" he looked down into his lap at his hands which were around my 
waist. I took his face in my hands and made him look me in the eyes.

"You have to trust yourself as well. I trust you completely, Fox. I love you 
completely. Don't you think if I thought you were dangerous that I'm smart 
enough to leave you?"

"I don't know Dana. I just don't know." I pulled away from him and stood up. 
I stretched and walked away. I got to the stairs and turned to him:

"When you figure it all out, G-man. I'll be upstairs." I walked up stairs and 
went into the bedroom. I just hope it doesn't take a long time for him to get 
it.

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Downstairs

I wanted her so badly it hurt and then she walked away, leaving me by myself 
with my ever thinking brain. 

I didn't think she was stupid. I just think love can be deceiving. Love plays 
mind games oon people. I've learned that twice in my life with Diana and 
Phoebe. God, I wish one of them would have told me that they were bad for me.

But, I did her a great injustice. I didn't give her a chance or a choice. I 
just ended the relationship because I was scared. I was selfish, I gave no 
thought to her feelings, at all. She's everything to me. I wanted her back. I 
rose from my seat on the couch and ran up stairs.

I knocked on the bedroom door and she sweetly told me to come in. She stood 
in some cute little flannel Victoria Secret's blue pajamas with little white 
clouds. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and her face was red from washing.

"Um. I'm sorry, Dana. I was scared, and I thought by telling you the 
relationship was over that you'd be safe, from me. I was wrong. Only you 
should make that choice. You are a grown woman, capable of making your own 
decisions and I'm honored that you stayed with me through all the shit we've 
been through for the last seven years. And that you still want me after all 
the stuff I've put you through emotionally, it amazes me... everyday. In 
other words," I got down on my knees, "forgive me for being an asshole?"

She got on her knees and hugged me. "You're forgiven. Don't let it happen 
again."

I picked her up and squeezed her, she giggled.

"Now, angel, let me peel you out of those clouds." I whispered in her ear and 
she shuddered.

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So I can't tonight, baby
No not baby anymore-if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek for now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave
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After our night of bliss. We submerged ourselves into the case. We took 
Lillian Martins from the cold sterile group home she was in and brought her 
home with us. She was beautiful. The pictures of her in the file didn't do 
her justice. She had long curly brown hair and these bright green eyes. She 
looked like a porcelain doll.

I instantly fell in love with her. I didn't realize how much I missed my 
Emily until I was holding Lillian in my arms. I played with her, constantly. 
Coloring books and dolls. I told her stories. A week had passed, very quickly 
and Fox, voiced his concern, he thought I was getting too close to her. And I 
was, I admit. He believes this child is a murderer. But as I watch her sleep, 
I just don't see it.

"Kate?" Fox said, using my undercover name.

"Yes, I'm here." I answered, softly. I was standing in the doorway of 
Lillian's room. He came behind me and kissed my neck.

"I want you to come to bed." He murmured in my hair.

"I don't see it. It can't be her. Look at her." I pointed towards her and he 
took my hand and led me back to our room. He made me sit on the bed and he 
got on his knees in front of me.

"I know this case is hard for you. I know you miss Emily, but you can't let 
that interfere." He whispered.

"You don't know how hard this is for me, Fox. I, honestly, thought I could 
deal with not being able to have children. Then this case comes along with 
this beautiful little girl and I realized something. I want a baby and not 
just any baby... *our* baby, Fox. I want us to have a beautiful little girl 
or boy with your eyes--"

He smiled and ran his fingers through my hair, "And your hair." I kissed his 
forehead.

"That's not ever going to happen." My voice broke of into a sob.

"Well, we can keep trying." He said, hugging me.

"We've been trying, consecutively, for the last three months."

"Well, we'll just have to try harder now don't we." He whispered in my ear 
and I nodded. He stroked my hair and back.

"Can we ?--"

"You don't have to ask, Dana." He said, picking me up and lying me on the 
center of the bed. I knew no matter how hard we try it wasn't going to happen 
and I accepted it, but Fox tried to give me hope, and that's why I love him 
so much.

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3:00PM
Two weeks later

That conversation we had in the bedroom two weeks ago has changed nothing, 
but our sex lives.

I kinda figured Dana was having baby lust and honestly, I was too. It crossed 
my mind more than once since I've been watching her with Lily. She'd be such 
a great Mom. She was so good with children. Since we became Lily's foster 
parents, five weeks ago, she's never left the little girl's side. Which 
frightened me, if I was right, this girl was dangerous and Dana was putting 
herself in the line of fire. I knew I was the only one that sense it, but 
this little girl wasn't all sugar plums and lollipops. Her eyes were cold 
void of love, even when she laughed it sounded unnatural. Evil even.

Try telling that to Dana Scully. It would be as if you we're talking to a 
steel metal plate.  She thinks I'm paranoid. And that maybe true, but I'm 
definitely not paranoid about this. That kid hated me. She hated Dana. She 
hated when we showed affection to each other in front of her. And behind 
those soulful eyes and pretty little ringlets, she was contemplating just how 
to "off" us. 

Well, damn it,  I was tired of it. It was time for me to take things into my 
own hands. Dana is too busy in Martha Stewart heaven. Her biological clock 
must sound like a time bomb exploding in her head. Besides, I didn't want 
another call from Skinner telling us to hurry up and solve this damn case. 
I've had enough with playing house with this bad seed.

I waited until Dana went shopping. She usually took Lily, but I wormed her 
out of it. I told her we needed some Father\daughter time. Which made Dana 
give me that smile. You know, the one that makes my knees weak and stomach 
flutter. I really did hate deceiving her, especially since she made me 
promise not to interrogate the little monster. So fine, I won't interrogate 
her.

Lily sat in the middle of the living room floor playing with her dolls. I sat 
besides her and she glared at me.

"Is this seat taken?" I joked and she rolled her eyes.

"Now it is." She mumbled under her breath.

"I just wanted to talk to you. We haven't talk to each other much since you 
came here." I said, she hunched her shoulders like she was saying 'so.' 

"I know you've been through a very rough time. I mean when the social worker 
told me about all the death and tragedies, that have surrounded you, I was 
shocked. I mean, your birth parents and then almost all of your foster 
parents. It was just by a miracle that your last foster Mom survived that 
terrible accident."  I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and she struggled 
in my grip. "Just know this, Lilly. Kate and I, well, we are very, *very* 
careful. Nothing like what happened to your former families will ever happen 
to us." I gave her that warning.

"I hope not." She whispered, unconvincingly.

"Hey do you like sports?" I said completely off topic.

"If you wanted me to like sports you should've got a boy, instead of me." She 
said collecting her dolls and walking upstairs to her room.

"Not even the Knicks?" I called after her.

"Knicks suck!" she yelled down from upstairs then slammed her bed room door 
shut. Oh yes, she was definitely evil.

An hour passed I was watching a boring game of baseball, when Dana came home. 
She had over thirty bags stacked in the back of our rental car.

"Is this all for dinner?" I asked helping bring all the groceries inside.

"No, it's for the week so I won't have to go shopping." She said reaching in 
a brown bag and throwing me some sunflowers seeds. I smiled.

"What?" I said reaching in one of the bags idly, " You think I can't handle 
being alone with the Omen, up there?" She laughed and slapped my butt.

"Behave, she hasn't demonstrated any paranormal or psychic abilities." She 
scolded. I pulled a box out of the bag a glanced at it before tossing it on 
the kitchen table.

Whoa, wait a minute. Is this...

"What's this?"
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"What's this?" Fox said holding up the EPT test I got. Now, I was always Ms. 
Regular when it comes to Mr. Monthly. Every twenty-eight days like clockwork, 
but this month it didn't come. It was due three days after Fox and I had our 
discussion and nothing. And I didn't want to give my hopes up, so I waited 
these last two weeks and still...nothing. Not that I was hoping for it to 
come. I wanted this ever since that "talk", ever since I found out that Fox 
wanted the same thing I wanted. I've been praying to God for this to happen  

"It's a pregnancy test, David." I said taking it out of his hand.

"That was really stupid of you Dana. You knew what was in that bag you should 
have never let him rummage through it." That damn voice in my head sighed in 
frustration. "Now, you're gonna get his hopes all high just for them to be 
shot down."

"I know it is. I am very proficient at reading. How long have you been late 
Dana?" He smiled. Oh God there's that look of child like wonder and 
happiness. He placed his hand on my abdomen and I slapped it away.

"Don't." I whispered.

"Why not?" he said, a little annoyed.

"Because it might just be a fluke. I didn't want you to find out until I was 
sure but you're so nosy--"

"That's what makes me a good FBI agent." He joked.

"I don't want your hopes all high. It's going to hurt enough when I'm 
disappointed. I don't need you to be disappointed as well." He kissed me and 
touched my hair.

"Okay, I never saw it." He whispered on my lips.

"Thank you."

"Anytime, love. Deny everything, remember?" he joked and helped me put all 
the groceries up.

"Speaking of deny everything did you talk to Lily?" I asked. I was glad when 
I came home and didn't find her crying her eyes out in a corner somewhere.

"Somewhat." He shrugged. " She really wasn't interested with what I had to 
say. Maybe you should talk to her."

I nodded. Maybe I should.
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10:00PM

In lied in bed alone. Dana was in Lily's room reading her a story. I listened 
to Lily's giggle and for the first time I related it to a child's voice and 
imagined what my own child's voice would sound like.

 Jesus, Dana was late and as her partner for seven years and boyfriend for 
the last three months, I knew that when it came to her "friend" she was very 
timely. It came to the point where I knew exactly when she was "PMS"ing, not 
that I couldn't notice. It still was shocking though. She thought she was 
pregnant. She actually thought she was pregnant. That means I'm going to be 
a...father. Wow.

I know I told her that I'd forget about it until she knew for sure. But 
something like that you just can't put out of your mind. A baby, a little 
baby. My little baby. I was scared shitless. Me a father? It was unbelievable 
and mind-blowing. I mean how could I be a father. Look at my father...ugh! 
What kind of example have I had? All my father ever did all my life was find 
ways to screw me over.

Well, tomorrow she would take the test first thing and according to the 
results she's going to the OBGYN and then we'd know for sure. Then when we 
get home I'd ask her to marry me. And not just because she's preggers. That 
was on my to do list since we got back together. The plan was, when we got 
back to Virginia, I was going to the jewelers and picking up a nice size 
diamond engagement ring for her. Maybe that's why I've been so eager to 
conclude this case.

I turned on our bedroom television set and sighed. I might be a father. Dana 
and Lily giggled again and I grinned.
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I sat on Lily's bed reading her and children's book starring Pooh and CO. Her 
head rested on my lap and she was starting to drift off to sleep.

"I know who you are." She mumbled tiredly. At first, I wasn't sure I heard 
her right then she said it again. "I know who you are."

"W-what are you talking about Lily?" I stuttered getting up from the bed and 
fixing her sheets, tucking her snugly in.
  
"I know your names aren't Kate and David Carter." She said. It became cold in 
the room and I shuddered and checked the windows.

"Who told you something like that?" I said. I was very unnerved by this 
feeling I was having the same feeling I had when I was trying to save the 
little angel sisters, the ones with the six fingers.

"He tells me." She said.

"Who?" I asked.

"Him."

"I think you need to sleep, Lily." I turned off her light and a night light 
lit up the room.

"He speaks to me and tells me things. Things about you and Fox and the little 
one your carrying, Dana. You have to protect her. Or he'll take her, like he 
did me." She whispered so childlike, so sad. A sudden pain gripped me all 
through my abdomen and back. I ran as fast as I could out of the room.

I ran into our bedroom and slammed the door. I must have been so scared I 
didn't realize I was crying. Fox grabbed me and I screamed.

"What the hell happened?" he asked, jumping out of the bed and running to me. 

"She isn't telekinetic, Fox, She's evil. She's possessed." I cried.

"Possessed?"

"She told me that 'He' tells her stuff. She knew our real names. She knew 
about the baby, she warned me to protect the baby from 'Him.'"  I was 
hysterical.

"If she's possessed, Dana, then she can be exorcised right?" he said holding 
me tight. I nodded into his shirt.

"We need a priest, we need a priest whose done this before." He said.

"I know who to call." I said.

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My hand won't hold you down no more,
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I'm giving up on you
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8:00AM
The Next Morning

Scully called her priest and he referred her to another priest named Father 
Dimitruis. He was part of the Roman Catholic Church and he had performed many 
exorcisms before. Lily was locked away in her room. She didn't mind. She was 
very quiet, actually.

I went and checked on her. She sat on the floor in her room playing with her 
dolls, like always. She looked like her normal self. 

"What did expect Spooky? Her head to do a 360?" my inner voice said.

Dana was really shaken up by her last night. When she ran into the room last 
night she was pale as a sheet and she was crying. She cried herself asleep in 
my arms.

"So you're some big evil." I said, standing in front of her.

"I suggest you leave before you get hurt." She warned, but I'm hard headed.
 
"I suggest you're presence leaves this girl or you'll get hurt." I said 
through gritted teeth.

Suddenly, she shook violently and then looked up at me with red demonic eyes. 
The door that was open before, slammed shut. With her telekinesis she lifted 
me up to the ceiling. All I could think was "Oh shit."

"You dare threaten me? Do you know who I am?" She yelled have child voice, 
half something else.

"No why don't you enlighten me?" I said, being a smart ass. Hey it's my 
nature.

"Why don't you have a look?" she said dropping me to the floor. I landed 
completely wrong on my shoulder I heard it and felt it dislocate. 

While I was lying prone on the floor, she took the advantage over me and made 
me look into her demon eyes. I saw pain visualized in torment and horror and 
death, I felt lost and cold and alone. It was dark where she was. I went back 
to the dream. The dream of me becoming that *thing*, that alien, and I killed 
Dana and our unborn child brutally. This time, though, there was no going 
back to being human. There was no waking up because it was real.

I screamed and Dana, unwittingly came to my rescue.

"Lily do you want some Breakfast. I have blue berry pancakes." She said in 
the sweetest voice you could imagine. The little kid in Lily came back, she 
let me go and I lied back on the floor in pain and in fear. Lily ran passed 
Dana, downstairs to the kitchen.

"Are you okay?" Dana said placing her hand on my chest.

"Well, ... she is possessed. She showed me hell. My hell at least." I 
breathed out. "She also dislocated my shoulder." I said.

"Father Dimitruis will be here by tonight." She said touching my shoulder, 
then placing her hand around my wrist. She popped my shoulder in the socket 
without missing a beat. I whimpered and she gave me an apologetic look. "I 
took the pregnancy test," she paused, "it was positive."

"I would smile, love, but I hurt." I said sitting up wincing. I kissed her 
briefly. "That's great news, Dana."

"I'm not so sure." Dana said, quietly. "Whatever it is that has possessed 
Lily, already told me it wants this child." 

"Well, we won't let that happen. Technically this case is closed Dana. She 
did it. She killed her parents and foster families while possessed with an 
evil spirit. We can go home, now. Write the report and forget about this 
place." I said.

"No Fox, it isn't that easy. We just can't leave her here, we'd be 
endangering her life."

"Staying here, Dana, would be endangering the life you have inside you."  I 
knew I spoke the truth.

"We'll leave after the priests finish with the exorcism, besides they might 
need help during it." She argued.

"Then I'll help them. You go back to DC" I said getting up.

"You're in no condition to--"

"Neither are you Dana, go back. I'll be fine. Please, if not for your sake, 
then do it for the baby's." She looked down at the floor, she touched her 
abdomen and then looked up at me. 

"Okay. I don't like this, but I'll go. For the baby's sake." She kissed me 
and then walked out of the room. 

Thank God. She's finally listening to me. She and our baby will be out of 
danger if she leaves. She knows it's too dangerous to be here. Yet I'm still 
here.  Tonight's going to be very interesting.
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I was so relieve when he told me to go. After last night, I was trying to 
contemplate ways to tell him that I didn't want to stay. A part of me did. 
The part that was Scully and Scully only. The part that was his steadfast 
partner. But the part that's carrying this brand new life was already out the 
door and half way home by now.

I really didn't need to do the test this morning. After that thing told me 
that I was, I knew for sure. Yet that little doubtful voice inside my head 
told me to take the test anyway. So I did. And faster than I could say G-man, 
it was positive. It was a miracle and I wasn't about to let some evil force 
take it away.

I sat in our bedroom and I began to pack. I didn't even bother to fold, I 
just was throwing my stuff inside the suitcase. Then I felt him watching me. 
I turned to him. He didn't look happy.

"So you're just going to leave? Just like that?" Fox said angrily. Something 
was wrong with him. The door slammed on it's own behind him.

"You told me I could--" I began, but he grabbed my arm, painfully. I cried 
out.

"Seven years, Scully, and you'd just leave me alone. To face this thing by 
myself. What kind of person are you?" he yelled. He grabbed my face in his 
hands hard. "You're just a worthless whore."

"You're hurting me." I cried out and he pushed me on the bed. He back slapped 
me so hard my teeth rattled. He began to unbuckle my jeans and take them off. 
He ripped my shirt open. He was going to rape me, I realized. I fought him. I 
kneed him in the groin and bite his hand but nothing happened. Nothing 
stopped him. I screamed.

"Fox! Fox, NO!" He ripped my panties off. I began pushing at his shoulders 
and chest, as he bore down on top of me. He pushed himself between my legs 
and forcefully entered me.
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Meanwhile 

I was just to the door when it forcefully slammed again.

I was locked in Lily's room. That's when I heard Dana scream. I tried 
breaking down the door but with this shoulder that was useless. I banged on 
the door, screaming her name as she screamed mine. God, what the fuck was 
happening? I have to get to her. I looked around for something to break the 
door down with, but there was nothing. I closed my eyes for a second and when 
I opened them I was 12, back in my old room and Sam was there. Then I was 
paralyzed by that damned light.

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I cried and begged him to stop, but he just kept on. He was thrusting in me 
hard and fast. His eyes were cold and evil. He was hurting me not just 
physically, but emotionally. That's when I heard him from outside the room. 
He was crying for Sam.

"Sam! Sam! Come back!" he cried over and over again. I looked up at my 
assaulter, angrily. 

"You're not real. And this isn't going to work!" Suddenly the Fake Fox 
disappeared from off of me and my bedroom door opened again. I limped outside 
towards Lily's room where I heard Fox screaming.

"Leave her alone, Take me!" 

I banged on the door and screamed, praying that he'll here me. "Fox! It isn't 
real! It's Lily she's doing this. The evil is doing this!" I banged on the 
door.
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I lost my sister again. It was a nightmare. I'm a failure, I thought. I lost 
Sam, then Dana, then myself. How am I supposed to help people when 
colonization begins? I can't even help myself. I couldn't even find my 
sister. I cried. 

I was lying in a hapless ball, feeling sorry for myself. Feeling lonely. Then 
Dana was there, in the room with me. Standing above me.

"You think I wanted you as the father of my child? You're so wrong. I mean, 
look at you. You are the biggest loser I've ever seen. You're worthless. You 
should just take this gun and blow your fucking brains out." She handed me my 
gun.

"I love you." I sobbed. "I love you, Dana."
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"I love you." I heard him cry pitifully on the other side of the door, "I 
love you, Dana."   

"I love you too, Fox." I said. 'Whatever you're seeing in there, it's fake! 
Don't believe it!" I screamed. And continued to pound on the door.
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"You love me?" Dana said with a laugh. "Poor Baby. I never could love you. 
You're pathetic and you ruined my life."

"I'm sorry." I cried.

"Sorry doesn't cut it!" she said placing the gun on my head. "Only way I'll 
ever be happy if you were out of my life, Fox. Pull the trigger or are you 
too much of a loser to do that? Too much of a failure maybe?" 

"No." I cried tears blinded me.

"Pull the fucking trigger! NOW!" I felt my finger on the trigger. I was 
pulling it. I was pulling it for Dana. For our baby. Then her I heard her 
voice on the other side of the door.

"Dana?" I whispered, hoarsely.

"Fox! It's not real. It's fake. They're trying to tear us apart." She was 
screaming and crying. "Please! Listen to me."
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I was on my knees in the hallways banging on the door, screaming, like a mad 
woman. A gun shot came from the other side of the door and I froze.

I was in shock. Please Fox, walk out of that door. Please, for the sake of 
our baby. Walk out that door.

He stumbled out of the room into my arms. We cried in the hallway for a long, 
long time.

*******************************************
No, not "baby" anymore- if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek for now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave
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The situation didn't get any better after the incidents in the rooms. We 
locked Lily back into her room and kept ourselves downstairs. The evil 
presence was all around us now. The nice little oil paintings were flipped 
over or up side down. In the kitchen the utensils and pots were levitating. 
The refrigerator door wouldn't close. We couldn't get the front door open. I 
didn't want Dana here. Especially, after she told me what happened to her. 
How that damn demon, raped her using my image. 

It was terrible. Dana huddled herself in a corner and rocked back and forth. 
I think this was just a little too much for her delicate sensibilities. Me, 
well, I got one of those snap shot cameras I purchased from the airport and 
I'm taking pictures. 

"H-how can you take pictures at a time like this?" she asked.

"Point and click, Dana." I took a picture of her.

"Oh great. T-there's evil everywhere. We can't get out. And you're playing 
photographer." She said.

"Well, it's better than sitting in a corner being scared to death." I said 
clicking another picture of her. I never saw her look this vulnerable before.

"Are you getting off on me being scared? Is this fun for you?" she said. We 
were going to have an argument, in these circumstances it was inevitable.

"No, Dana. This isn't fun for me and what the hell kind of question is that 
anyway?"

"It's a valid question. For the first time in the seven years we've been 
together, you are seeing me fold." She mumbled.

"Look, just because you feel bad for folding don't put that on me." I said, 
defensively.

"See, you're enjoying seeing me cower in the corner while big, bad Fox goes 
and chases the demons away." She pouted. Dana was pouting. This was wrong.

"Dana....we've been through some heavy shit and I really don't think biting 
each other's head off is the best way to handle this situation. " I wiped my 
hands over my eyes. I looked at the mirror and Dana had no reflection. I 
turned back to her and she was there. Well, unless she's secretly a vampire 
this is just another mind trick.

"You don't love me." She whined. I continued to take pictures trying to 
remember how we originally got separated. I went to the bedroom and got the 
camera. When I came downstairs....wait I... maybe I never left the bedroom.
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 Downstairs

Fox went upstairs to get his cameras. I didn't want him to go, but we did 
need proof. But it's been an hour since he left me sitting on this couch. A 
part of me wanted to believe he was just upstairs taking pictures, another 
more stronger part knew he was in danger.

Be strong Dana. Go find your man. He's probably in trouble. It's Fox, he's 
more than likely in trouble.

I got up from the couch and slowly walked up the stairs. 

"Fox?" I yelled.

"Yeah, I'm in the bedroom, which looks like the living room. And strangely, 
you're here sitting on the couch." He said and I smiled. Even in the weirdest 
of circumstances he still found his humor.

"I'm going to try to get you out." I said, pulling on the door knob.

"That's not going to work. I tried it already" he sighed, hopelessly. 

Suddenly, Lily's bedroom door opened. I looked down the hall and there Lily 
stood holding an ax. Her eyes were glowing. Fox started banging on the door. 

"Uh, Dana, I have to get out of here...now!" he yelled in fear. I heard him 
scream. What's happening in there.

"I'm really not in a good situation on this side either." I said as Lily came 
at me with the ax
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This nasty disguising slimy thing, emerged out of fake Dana. It had it's 
claws around my neck and was squeezing. Breathing was becoming a chore.

I heard Dana scream and then saw and ax come through the door. Shit, I had to 
help her. I kicked the demon, in it's stomach and ran shoulder first into the 
door. It split in two. Just as went to stand up the ax blade was above me.

"Fox, look out!" I rolled to the side as it came crashing down. 

"Run, Run." I called out getting to my feet and running down the hall, 
grabbing Dana's hand. We ran down the stairs and ended up right back where we 
started.

"What the hell is going on?" Dana said looking around for the ax wielding 
second grader. Then it suddenly all fit. We were still in the hall way 
huddled together. This was all in our minds.

"Wait Dana... Do you remember leaving the hallway?" I asked.

"Leaving the hallway? When?"

"After you helped stop me from eating my gun. Do you remember going 
downstairs?" I said. I knew I didn't remember actually walking downstairs. 
She looked at me wide eyed.

"We're still sitting in the hallway. This is all in our heads." She said.

All of the sudden we we're sitting on the floor, in each other's arms. Like 
before.

Dana broke away from me. "Is this real?" she asked.

"Yeah, I think." I said looking at my watch. It was going on 6:13 in the 
evening. "We've lost ten hours." 
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"Ten hours?" I said, shocked. When I had came upstairs to tell Lily breakfast 
was ready it was just turning 8:13 in the morning. Now it was six in the 
evening. How could she have had us running around in our own minds for so 
long. 

I was exhausted. Mentally drained. Like when you go to sleep and have a 
nightmare, when you wake up your exhausted. Well, that's how we both felt. He 
stood up and helped me up. 

"Lily is still downstairs." I whispered.

"Yeah that's why we need to go to her." He said.

"Why do we need to go to her?" I groaned as he pulled me down the stairs, I 
didn't want to be anywhere near her. I didn't want my baby anywhere near her.

"I don't think she's possessed." He said and I stopped in shock.

"After what we been through? All we have seen you don't think she's 
possessed?" 

"No, and I know this is going to sound unbelievable, but I think she's dead. 
I think she's been dead for a long time. For some reason we're not seeing it, 
we can't. Just like the other parents. Just like the social workers."

"What draws you to this conclusion?" I said slipping easily into Scully mode 
like a pair of well worn shoes. 

"Remember that Christmas I took you to that haunted house?" He said and I 
nodded. Of course I remembered, he shot me and I shot him back. How can I 
forget that? "The two ghost were trying to make us kill each other. This is 
similar."

"How? Lily has no wounds? The ghost we encountered had fatal wounds. Besides 
she told me "he" tells her things." Lily couldn't be dead.

"Wait, Follow me." He said, pulling me down the rest of the stairs. Lily was 
playing on the other side of the room with her dolls, as usual.

Fox went towards her. "Lily." He said and she looked up at him. "How did your 
real parents die?"

"Their car crashed." She said.

"Where were you?" he said and she hunched her shoulders.

"She was only three Fox, she doesn't remember." I said my heart was racing he 
kept walking towards her. "Fox stay back." I cried out.

"Shh, it's okay. She's not doing this. Her pain is. Just like you were when I 
was in her room and how I was when you were in ours. You see Dana, when I was 
reading the case file on the plane, I looked over a few things. Maybe, 
because we were having problems, but last night when you told me she was 
possessed and then what she said about our child." 

"I went over the case file after you went to sleep. I read everything, the 
autopsy reports, the biological parents psychological evaluations, and even 
the biological parents past financial history. Her biological mother had just 
given birth only minutes before she was killed. Yet the baby was never found 
in the car or in the area. Area police believe that it was killed by wild 
animals or died from hypothermia. Which was a more favorable death than 
Lily's. Though Lily's death was never recorded, because the parents probably 
buried her somewhere on the highway. The same highway where they died." he 
said

"What? How did she die?" I looked at Lily and then walked over to his side 

"God, Dana, you won't see how until you believe that she's dead..." He took a 
deep breath, " Oh my God, Dana." His eyes went wide as saucers and then he 
turned away from me in horror.

"What?" I asked Fox and he shook his head he was pale as a sheet.

She's dead. I had to believe that she was dead. I took a deep breath and 
looked at her. Suddenly, the black curls of her hair melted away into ash, as 
did skin until her skeleton was partially revealed. Then things went black.

And I was brought back to that night five years ago...

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" a black haired pregnant woman screamed in pain. She was 
having a baby, in her car, in the deserts outside of Vegas.

"Shut up! Damn woman you could wake the dead with al that hollerin.'" A tall 
slender man in his early thirties said. He had blond hair and green eyes. He 
was wearing a cowboy hat, a white T-shirt and a standard pair of blue boot 
cut Levi's.

"It's-it's time, Jerry!" she screamed.

"Damn it already?" he cursed for a while then he helped her deliver the baby.

"Well,..." she said after it was all over. "What is it?"

"It's a boy!" he said proudly.

"Jerry, don't get attached now. You-you know the plan now. We got to get rid 
of'em. You are in serious debt here." She said.

"But Lily, she should be enough right?" he said with genuine sadness in his 
voice.

"Only ten thousand." She said coldly.

"But they don't know about the boy, Mary."

"Nevermind that! It take money to raise a dang kid. You want him sucking up 
the two thousand dollars we can keep for ourselves."     

"I still say it wasn't worth it. I mean....she was our daughter." He 
swallowed back tears.
 
"She was driving us crazy! Besides we don't need no damn kids. The only 
reason I did get pregnant was for this. To get your gambling drunken ass out 
of debt. Now go get 'er out of the trunk." She said, lighting a cigarette.

He placed the baby in her arms and she put it on the ground. Then he took 
Lily out of the trunk. She was bleeding from the head. He lied her on the 
ground.

"We'll we put the claim for the kidnap insurance. When the authorities don't 
find her in a month, or something like that, the money's ours. Now we gotta 
make sure nobody finds her. Reach in the trunk and give me that canister 
there." He passed her the canister and she opened it. "Kerosene. Here hold 
this." She said, giving him the cigarette and opening the kerosene. She 
poured it all over Lily's prone little body and then, with her cigarette she 
lit her on fire.

I closed my eyes trying to block out what I figured happened next, but it did 
no good. Lily woke. She began screaming in agony.

"My God, Mary! She's still alive!" Her father screamed.

"You said she was dead!" Finally after all that she did Mary was finally 
shaken, "Get in the car. Get in the car, Jerry!" she got in the driver's seat 
and they pulled away. The baby was left alone. Cold and hungry on the highway.

Everything came back to the present. I was in the living room of Kate and 
David Carter's house, with this dead deformed little girl playing not with a 
doll anymore, but with a dead baby. I backed away blinded with tears.

"How could this happen?" I cried. I knew how her death could happen. I've 
witness other atrocities in the last seven years that were just as bad. But 
how could she be in our living room. In the other foster parents living room. 
For the last five years.   

Fox wrapped my arms around my shoulders and hugged me. "She and her brother 
can't find peace. Their deaths were too violent. Their souls are Poltergeists 
now. I bet they used the same tricks on their other fosters as they did with 
us. Trying to get us to hurt each other. Or trying to make us believe we're 
in a dire situation, when we're actually in each others arms in a hallway 
somewhere."

"Father Dimitrius, he'll be here soon. Maybe he can help. Maybe he can put 
their souls at ease." 

"Let's hope so." Fox said, hugging me close.

8:00PM

I stood as far away from Lily as possible. Just looking at her was hard to do 
now. Now that all the deception was over. Now that we knew what she was. Dana 
paced the floor. She was a pathologist, but this was a little much. I was 
worried about her especially now that she was in her delicate condition.

"Sit down, Dana. He'll get here." I said softly. She sat down next to me.

"He should be here already!' she sighed, in frustration.

"He probably got a little turned around you know it's a very long winding 
road he has to take to get here." She slapped me. It hurt. I rubbed my cheek. 
"What the hell was that for?" I said, through gritted teeth, trying carefully 
not to raise my voice at her. Her hormones have been going whacko for the 
last two hours. So far we've been in exactly six fights. They all started out 
like this except, the last six times she didn't hit me.

"I was just making sure you were you and not another illusion." She kissed my 
cheek and then she scowled at me. "Why are you so calm?"

"Well, Dana, I'm a psychologist and I know the pointlessness in panicking, or 
pacing myself into the basement. It's not going to help us Dana. We just have 
to sit tight." She swung on me again and I caught her wrist. "And stop that 
would you? That hurts! I'm Fox William Mulder, your partner for seven years, 
your lover for nearly four months and the father of your unborn child ... not 
a damn illusion!" I accidentally yelled and then the water works started.

"I-I'm sorry it's just that *sniff* we've been through hell today! 
Literally!" she wept. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her temple.

"I'm sorry, Dana. I understand how this is really stressful for you. For the 
both of us." I whispered in her ear.

"For the three of us." She whispered and I touched her abdomen and smiled.

"For the three of us." I sighed.

The doorbell rang and faster the you could say "evil Be gone!" Lily vanished 
from the living room, and the front door opened on it's own.

Standing in the door frame was Father Dimitrius. He was wearing full exorcism 
robe and carrying a bible. He was accompanied by a small man with red hair he 
was carrying a black briefcase. Dana crawled quickly off of my lap, which she 
snuggled so nicely into before, and went over to the priest.

"Father Dimitrius, I'm Dana Scully." She said and he nodded.

"Father Laggan told me about you and your situation. He also told me that 
this isn't your child and that you and--I suppose--that man sitting there 
with his mouth agape are FBI Agents on a...murder case." He said. 

I closed my mouth. I admit I was in awe of him. I was ready for him to start 
tossing holy water around and screaming, "The power of Christ compels you!"

I stood up and shook his hand. "My name is Fox Mulder. My partner, Scully and 
I, were investigating the mysterious murders surrounding this child. I had my 
suspicions that she was somehow committing these murders using paranormal 
methods. My suspicions were proven true when she tried these murderous 
tactics on us." I said in my best G-man voice

"That's when I called father Laggan." Dana said, "And he contacted you, but 
during the time that we were waiting for you to arrive we uncovered a truth 
about this little girl. We figured out that she wasn't possessed by the 
devil, Father. She's a very powerful poltergeist. She showed me her death. 
It-it was very disturbing." Dana looked at the ground I knew the things she 
must have seen in that vision must've been very distressing. I mean just 
looking at the corpse of the child playing with the corpse of her baby 
brother. Well, just that did me in.

"So you need me to put her soul at rest?" the priest said, touching his chin.

"Yes." Dana and I said consecutively. 

"She was brutally taken off of this Earth she should be allowed to go to the 
next." Dana whispered touching her golden cross. 

The priest nodded. Next thing I knew I was on my knees next to Dana and we 
were praying. I was praying wow! Now that's amazing.
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I fondly watched Mulder pray for Lily and her nameless little brother. He was 
so sweet and cute kneeling there besides me with his eyes closed and his 
palms tightly together. I found this kinda of ironic. A self proclaimed 
atheist praying for the soul of a little girl. 

Fox had a good heart. A heart I was proud to help pass on to a new life. I 
hadn't let the immensity of my pregnancy hit so thoroughly until I was there 
on my knees praying for Lily. I could almost feel the life inside of me. The 
pure soul that had yet to be born. The perfect combination of Fox and I 
nestled inside me. The father placed his hand on my head. I had known I was 
crying until I looked up at him and large bucket tears escaped my eyes.

It took an hour. A whole hour of prayer, for lily soul to be free. A light 
engulfed the room large and bright Fox smiled as we watched to blue light 
escape into the brightness and when the light was all gone, I could have 
sworn I heard a little voice say, "Thank You" in my ear. I cried and Fox held 
me.
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I sighed in utter relief when I watched the lights disappear into the larger 
bright lights. They were free. They deserved it. They had died so horribly 
alone, so void of love, it was heartbreaking. Dana collapsed in tears and I 
held her, when her tears stopped she looked up at me with red eyes and 
flushed cheeks.

"It's over." She said, and I nodded.

I never in my life felt God so closely before. Maybe I should find some 
religion, I thought.
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EPILOGUE
9:00AM, Monday
Back in DC

We had spent the rest of last week and weekend getting some well need R and 
R. Which in Fox's terms is staying in my apartment eating tons of junk food 
and watching bad "B" movies in the morning in to the early evening. And then 
spending, from the early evening in to the next morning making loving until 
the next day. Which I had no complaints.

I went to my Ob\Gyn and I was, in fact, pregnant. She was completely shocked 
and called it all an unbelievable turn of events. I got pictures to from the 
sonogram I made her perform. I knew there was a chances the baby was to small 
to be registered by the equipment, but I just had to see, had to make sure 
and not to my surprised there it was. I couldn't believe in just a few months 
we'd be able to tell if it was a boy or girl. This was so amazing. I was even 
having symptoms morning sickness, breast tenderness, and cravings for 
chocolate fudge covered cheesecake with canned tuna. Gross, yes I know, 
but hey I get away with it I'm pregnant. I can't believe I can say that now. 

And guess what. ON my left ring finger is the most beautiful, gorgeous, 1 
carat platinum and diamond ring. He was so cute when he proposed. It was 
after we watched "EDTV". He told me he was going out to get some more junk 
food. I knew something was up with him when he didn't take his wallet. When 
he came back he had a whole bunch of red and yellow tulips (one of my 
favorite flowers) and a ring box.

He slowly sank on one knee, "I'm old!" he joked, when my eyebrow went up.

"Dana Katherine Scully," he began, but I couldn't wait.

"Yes." I said.

"Well, okay, but I made it down here and I don't know when I'll be able to 
get up again so can you just listen to the speech I've prepared." He laughed 
and I nodded. 

"Dana, we've been best friends for years. You've been there for me so many 
times I've lost count and these last four months have been the most happiest 
times of my life. I want more happy times, with you. I want to spend my every 
waking hour in your presence, because in my heart I know if I don't, I won't 
survive. I want you forever as my partner, in work and in my life." I was 
teary eyed and completely taken aback." He opened the box and I went 
completely doe eyed. "Forever Dana." He said and I fell into his arms kissing 
and hugging him to me. He took my left hand and slipped the ring on my 
finger, I wasn't surprised that it fit perfectly.

We fit perfectly.

"I gotta call, Mom!" I said and ran to the phone. Not before helping My "old" 
fiancee up from off his knee.
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9:10
Skinner's office

This morning we returned to work and not only did we have to explain the huge 
expense report, but we had to tell Skinner the news. The news that could tear 
us apart professionally. My back was up. If I sat any straighter I that chair 
in his office I was surely going to break my spine. I was a nervous wreck. I 
had been on my third cup of coffee when we first got to work, now I was on my 
fifth.

We sat under Skinner scrutinizing glared for five whole long minutes. He said 
nothing. He just looked at Dana, then at me, then back at Dana. Then he sat 
back in his chair and smiled. It was frightening. Mr. Always-A-Hard-Ass was 
sitting in front of us with a grin as wide as the Cheshire Cat from "Alice in 
Wonderland".

"So," he began, "how long has this been going on?" he said gesturing to us.

"Um, for the last three months." Dana said. 

"We're in love and we refuse to be separated. If we are, then we'll both 
quit." I said and I took her hand.

"Well, it looks like Director Cates lost all her money," he sighed 
dramatically. "There was a wagering on the board of directors on how long 
it'll take for you two, to finally crack. Cates was quite sure you'd both 
give up on each other and separate, but I know my pain-in-the-ass agents." He 
chuckled.

"Please stop that sir your upsetting, Mulder." Dana said and I nodded.

"Well, I have no attention of splitting you two up...for now," he added 
ominously, "but if your work slips because you two are too busy boinking each 
others brains out I'll have no choice, but to have your partnership reviewed 
by the board."he stated matter of factly.

"We shall keep the boinking to a minimum sir." I said.

"There's one other thing." Dana said. "I'm expecting a child sir." She said 
very lowly and Skinner smiled.

"Well, that's-that's wonderful. I thought you couldn't-" he stammered

"We did too sir." She said.

"Congratulations to you both." He said. Walking from behind his desk and 
shaking Fox's hand.

"And we're getting married." Dana said, holding out her ring. I nodded with 
pride. It was weird, like I needed Walter Skinner's approval.

"I'm I invited to the festivities." He said.

"As soon as we work everything out, sir, your invitation will be on your 
desk." I assured him. he smiled and then took along look at us like he was 
taking a mental picture then he walked back around his desk and sat down. He 
straightened his glasses and opened up our expense report.

"Now on to these ridiculous expenses!" he yelled and we both sank down into 
our seats. 
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