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"Open up Frohike, I've got three fat cubans here and a bottle of scotch with your guys names on it." "Scotch? Come on it Mulder." He could hear the multiple locks being clicked and unlocking, and finally the large door swung open with a grinning Frohike standing behind it. "You never show up anymore except for a case, and never with cigars and scotch." "It's a celebration boys." He pulled the three cigars out of his pocket and stuffed each one into each of the gunmen's mouths, then took a seat on a large chair, propping his feet up on a table.
He noticed the bag in Mulder's hand and immediately grabbed, not bothering to look at the brand before opening it and taking a large swig. "Scully's pregant" his face was plastered with a huge grin. "I'll kill the bastard, he won't know what happened. The nark here thought that you guys would get together one day, but not yet, not until the X-Files are solved.
"We're having a baby G-man." "But, how can this be? He buried his face her in hair inhaling the strawberry and cream scent that was Scully, and only Scully. They were going to be parents to a child they never thought was going to be.
The morning vomiting sessions that she tried to keep secret but couldn't. A woman who was once told that she could never bare children, stood before him harboring a new life inside her.
Last time he called and I answered the phone he basically told me to go crawl in a sewer.
I think he's still upset over Aspen." She walked over and placed her hand on top of his head, fluffing his hair.
Suddenly, the events of the last few months dawned on Mulder.
The only thing I can say is that I guess doctors can be wrong sometimes too," the smile still remaining on her face.
"Although you can call Bill, I don't think he's still too thrilled with me.
He threw on his leather jacket and sneaked into the living room for a goodbye kiss from Scully. He stopped at the local convienence store on the way and the next thing he knew, he was banging on their large metal door.