Pregnant Mulder
Title: Pregnant Mulder (10/?)
Author: Bertie
Email: bertie45@altavista.com
Pairing: M/Sk
Date: 7/03/01
Rating: PG-13
Category: Romance
Disclaimer: Don't belong to me ... and I think we all know why by now...
Warning: Some more het kissing (gasp!!)
Status: WIP
Archive: please do
Note: My beta, the Goddess Michele, is the fairest of them all!
Chapter 10
Pregnant Mulder
Walter whistled something tuneless but cheery as he walked down the corridor
to his apartment. He was going to surprise his lover with some Chinese food and
himself. The whistling turned to humming as he worked the lock, and threw open
the door. The huge smile of greeting melted off his face in shock when he saw
Alex kissing Mulder. Dropping the bag of food, he rushed over and grabbed one
of Alex's elfin ears and growled, "What the fuck do you think you are doing,
boy?"
"Ow ow ow!" cried Alex, feeling himself suddenly transported back to the third
grade, and the ear-pinching claws of one Mrs. Fedorchuk.
"Walter!" gasped Mulder in surprise, wondering if he should be upset that
Walter had started going half-cocked before he could explain, or just upset
that he'd been caught in the act.
Walter completely ignored Mulder and growled in Alex's ear, "Well?"
"Damn, Walter, I was just passing the time."
"Passing the time? That is the most curious definition of passing the time I
ever heard of!"
"Hey, he wasn't exactly complaining!"
Clearly that wasn't what Walter wanted to hear because he frog marched Alex
out to the balcony and pressed him against the wall, growling, "I better not
see you touch Mulder ever again!"
"Fine, I wont touch the merchandise-got it," huffed Alex. "Sheesh, such a
grouch!"
With one final shake for emphasis, Walter let Alex's ear go and Alex
surreptitiously rubbed it, looking askance at the older man.
"I should ask the same of you, big guy. Why so rough all of a sudden? It
wasn't what you think. I wasn't going to.well, you know." He offered Skinner a
look that was somehow defensive, lecherous and a little vulnerable, all at the
same time. Walter wasn't in the mood to try and sort out what it meant, however.
"You goddamn better not or I will kill you!" He knew part of his rage came
from guilt, and he knew Alex knew it, too.
"Shit, the only person I have fucked is you!"
Walter glared at Alex for a second then said in distinct clear cold terms, "Do
not go near Mulder. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, daddy."
Walter let that remark slide and, still angry, though genuinely curious,
asked, "What is your problem? Can't keep it in your pants? Me, Mulder, even
Scully? Which I personally think is an all new low for you-I don't think you
should be doing those things with us, let alone Dana. I don't want Jenny around
you."
"Ouch, that hurts! I'll have you know I am very careful with Jenny and I
certainly do not do anything inappropriate around her!" Alex was hurt that
Walter would think that about him, and he certainly didn't think the older man
should have carte blanche to attack him, physically or verbally.
Walter huffed. "Well.maybe not, but I don't think you should stick around too
long. After today, maybe you should make yourself scarce!"
"All right, big guy, I know when I'm not wanted," Krycek replied. He stepped
around Walter, keeping his ears well out of reach, and walked back into the
living room. He found Fox still lying on the bed, staring worriedly at him, and
said, "I will come back when Mister Macho isn't around, if you want me to." His
voice was uncharacteristically soft, without a trace of its usual sarcasm. "I
just wanted to cheer you up, y'know?"
"Sure, Alex. Um, can I have a kiss goodbye?" Mulder deliberately asked that
when he saw Walter coming in from the balcony.
"Sure thing, babe." He bent and kissed Mulder sweetly, not with passion but
definitely with intent, then turned, smirked at Walter, and left.
When Alex left, Walter rushed over to Mulder and moaned, "Fox, why did you let
that thing kiss you?"
"Walter, that 'thing' is a human being who needs some support every once and
awhile."
"Support?!"
Mulder sighed. "Walter, I don't know if you noticed, but Alex Krycek is very
vulnerable right now."
"What does he have to be vulnerable about?" the older man huffed, suddenly
worried about what Alex might have said to Fox.
Mulder shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe he's lonely. Maybe he's feeling left out
because I am carrying your child. I just feel it from him." He grasped Walter's
hand and gave him a serious look, and Walter realized this was not something
that Alex had set up, but something Mulder really felt.
"Vulnerable, huh? Doesn't sound like Alex at all."
"Hmm, but I wonder why you are so jealous, Walter. It isn't as if you have
anything to fear from him. He certainly isn't attracted to me."
"Isn't attracted to you? How could he not be?" Walter murmured, moving closer
to his lover.
"Well, I am not my usual sleek self." Mulder smirked, and the words came out
lightly, but Walter knew it was a serious issue with his lover.
"No, you're not. You're more beautiful than ever, Fox."
Mulder rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. I guess anyone who carries your child
would look beautiful to you."
"You always look beautiful to me, Fox. I love you so much, baby," he bent and
kissed Mulder, thrusting his tongue into Mulder's mouth, trying to show Fox
that he really did love him, and always would.
When Mulder pulled away to breathe he sighed. "Okay, I believe you. I think
you should watch yourself around Alex, though, not be so rough on him. There is
no reason to worry, he just needs to feel wanted."
"Mulder, the guy has some definite problems. The only way he seems to relate
to anyone is sexually."
"Hey, maybe that's why he is feeling vulnerable right now. He is starting to
relate to others non-sexually and he is very unsure of himself."
Walter sighed. "Ok, Mulder. I will try to be careful around him, but I do not
like to see him kissing you! I mean, I don't like to see anyone kissing you but
me!"
Mulder shook his head. "Walter, it's not as if kissing at this stage of the
game would lead anywhere! Right now, I would love nothing more than for you to
climb on up here on top of me, but if you did, I think ol' Walt junior here
would kick you off!" He stroked one hand down his distended abdomen, and they
both watched it quiver for a moment.
Walter chuckled, seeing the frustration on Mulder's face and feeling
sympathetic to it, which in turn caused him to try to reign in his temper and
his fears, and be the supportive partner he knew Mulder needed him to be. "I'm
sorry for being such a bear, love." He bent and began nuzzling Mulder's neck.
"Maybe I should stay here, that way Krycek won't have to come back." Walter
murmured against his lover's neck.
"There's that green eyed monster again, Walter." Mulder held Walter tightly as
he spoke. "I want you to go back to work. I am sure Alex will wander back here
soon, if he's not skulking out in the hallway already. I'm fine with that, and
I want you to be fine with it, too. I will be perfectly safe with him." Before
Walter could protest, he added, "And Scully says that I should be fine as long
as the contractions are kept in check and, hopefully, I can hold out until next
week at the earliest."
"All right, Fox, I trust you." Walter pulled up, then bent to kiss his lover
one more time before saying goodbye.
Walter found Alex lurking in the foyer, looking rather put out.
He went over to him and whispered, "Look, Alex. I am sorry for getting so
worked up. Mulder needs you to be there with him." He thought he might be
seeing some of what Fox mentioned in Alex's eyes, so he did his best to be
understanding, and to extend a little trust to this man. If Fox could do it.
Alex nodded. "Fine, Walter. I will certainly go back and be with Mulder."
Impulsively, he leaned over and kissed Walter on the cheek, then quickly rushed
over to the elevators.
Walter put his hand to his cheek and shook his head, then wandered out of his
apartment building to his car in a daze.
*****
Scully was desperately worried about Alex, wondering what she could do to
convince the man to not abort the child currently growing inside him. If the
way the little buggers were acting up in the lab was any indication, she felt
she had good reason to fear for his health, even his life.
Taking all the samples and locking them away in a private freezer, she began
to muse on Mulder's nanobytes. She wondered if they would die when the baby was
born or go dormant until Mulder was impregnated again, or, and this was the
most worrisome thought of all, not remain dormant.
She felt a flutter in her stomach when she thought of Mulder having his baby.
"Damn, why are you so upset?" she castigated herself. "Women have babies all
the time, and this one will be no different, even if the plumbing's a little
off. Besides, it's not like Mulder will be alone-he'll have me, and Walter."
Walter and Mulder were good together...more than good. Scully had to concede
that Walter was very good for Mulder. A thought suddenly occurred to her. Maybe
she needed to get Walter in the lab to determine exactly where the nanobytes
were in his system and if they changed when transferred to the 'female' host.
She went in search of her cell phone to call Walter on his. She dialed the
number from memory and waited. Walter answered on the third ring with his usual
gruff "Skinner."
"Hi Walter. I was wondering...no everything's fine...I was just hoping that
you could come to my office sometime. Why? Well I wanted to run some tests on
you as well." She paused as he listed reasons why he would not be very happy
with that right now. "OK, Walter, after the baby is born. Fine. See you later."
She sighed and put her phone away. Walter was being difficult and she
understood why. She knew Alex was spending time with Mulder lately and that had
put Walter on edge.
She was wondering why she was on edge about that too. Yes, she had to admit to
herself that it seemed like maybe something might start up between her and
Alex, but truthfully, she was glad that things between the two of them were
moving slowly. Right now he needed time to think about what he intended to do
regarding the unborn child inside him. She knew he was putting off a decision,
trying to ignore the situation in a way, and she was glad she was not a
distraction to him. Or was she?
As a physician, she believed abortion should be the mother's decision. As a
Catholic, however, it was more of a problem, but she had waged an inner battle
with those issues long ago, and understood that as a physician, her ethical
duty was to do what was in the best interest of the woman. Since she was in a
private practice, issues for or against abortion rarely were raised. It had
always upset her that public facilities were always targeted while private
doctors rarely had to worry about being attacked by antiabortionists. A person
with the right insurance and enough money could abort anytime without ever
fearing for her safety or having her rights violated by over-enthusiastic
picketers. It did help that most private facilities had their own security
while many public facilities did not. Unfortunately, that left some women in
desperate need of this sort of medical attention at the mercy of the press, the
protestors, and the sometimes less than pristine conditions of public clinics.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts and began to clear her desk,
preparing to leave for the day. Doctor Booth knocked on her open door and took
a step into the office.
"Hi, Jerry, what can I help you with?"
"Hi, Dana. I was wondering what these files were in the lab. I found them just
lying there and they looked rather curious..."
"Oh, uh, they are just something I am looking over as a consultant. Nothing to
worry about." She held out her hand and Doctor Booth handed them to her without
hesitation. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks for retrieving them for me."
"No problem, you know I always try to find an excuse to see you." He winked
then walked out.
"Thank god for the male ego..." she thought, glad he was more concerned about
seeing her than looking into her files. Though she was upset that thoughts of a
certain young man were keeping her flustered and leaving her files lying around.
*****
Doctor Booth sat down at his desk in his office and picked up the phone,
punching in a speed dial number. "Sir, I have some important information you
may be interested in..."
*****
Alex was surprised when he came into Dana's apartment. Mrs. Scully was there,
looking frustrated.
"Alex, am I so glad to see you!"
"Mrs. Scully, it is always a pleasure..."
"Alex, I need your help: I've been trying to put Jenny down for her nap, but
she's being difficult. Dana said she'd be home right away, but she's running
late, and I have this appointment, and." She gave him an imploring look, and,
in a softer tone, added, "She's been asking for you."
"Of course, Mrs. Scully..."
Mrs. Scully rushed out, grabbing her purse and barely pausing to say thank
you. Alex shrugged his shoulders, and then went in search of his favorite
little person.
"Hey Jenny," he whispered as he entered her bedroom. She was sitting up in her
crib looking very upset.
"Awex!!" she cried, her hands going out automatically to him.
He picked her up and held her saying, "What's up, baby?"
"I don't wike you going 'way, Awex!"
"I went to see Uncle Fox. He hasn't been feeling well and I wanted to cheer
him up."
"He had a boo boo?"
Alex smiled. "Yes, he had a boo boo."
"'kay!" she cried then kissed him soundly on the lips.
"Would you like to come take a nap in my room, baby?"
"Wif you?" she asked solemnly.
He nodded, and she nodded right back, her eyes suddenly droopy.
He smiled as her head fell onto his shoulder. He carried her to his room; glad
he had taken the prosthesis off earlier. He lay back on the bed, and held the
baby to his chest, letting his hand move in tiny circles over her back as her
breathing deepened into regular sleep. He could feel her tiny heartbeat next to
his own, and he closed his own eyes, relishing the weight of her, the warmth.
*****
Scully entered her apartment a little tired but not in that facing-the-worst-
scum-of-humanity way she was when she came back from an assignment with the FBI.
She called out for her mother, was surprised to get no answer, and then went
in search of her Jenny. She was a little concerned that Jenny wasn't in her
crib, and she moved a little quicker through the apartment. It was awfully
quiet...She noticed that Alex's door was slightly ajar, although no light was
visible through the space between the door and the wall. She entered, quietly
calling his name, then smiled at the picture before her.
There was Jenny lying right on top of Alex, who was sleeping too, his light
snoring apparently soothing the baby.or maybe the other way around. He had
pulled the blanket up to cover them both and they looked so comfortable that
she decided not to wake them.
She did move closer, though, just to take a look at her baby, then saw how
amazingly young Alex looked while he slept. Her hand involuntarily reached out
to brush a bit of his hair back from his forehead. His hair had been growing
quickly, and she briefly wondered if it might have something to do with the
hormones the nanobytes were producing in him.
Having decided that the baby was secure in Alex's one-armed grip, she gave her
a tiny kiss on an upturned cheek, then felt Alex stir. She looked into his eyes
as they fluttered open and her breath caught at how beautiful they were, even
sleep muddled and confused, as they were now. She covered his mouth with her
own to stifle a reaction and pressed her finger to her lips as she looked down
at Jenny.
His hand left Jenny's back, and crept up and caressed her cheek. She replaced
his hand, lightly holding Jenny in place, and gave Alex a tiny, slightly
confused smile, then shivered when he surprised her by stroking her neck, then
leaving his hand there in a loose but controlled grip that felt.delicious. She
grinned suddenly at that thought, and he smiled back and pulled her down. She
sat on the bed to make it easier for him and he covered her mouth with his own.
She moved her body to be more comfortable and found herself lying against his
side, sharing a very sweet kiss.
Her head went down to his shoulder and she breathed in his smell as he held
her against him.
Continued in Chapter 11
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